What would be the boundary between life and death?

"Oh yo, it's like coming home."

Looking at the purgatory-like scarlet cavern, Joan of Arc sighed.

Do you live in the prefecture?

Hou Jue's expression on the side was a little broken.

"Zuo Useless is in the depths of the cave."

Lady Golden Snake stood in front of the "door", her eyes reflected this purgatory-like scenery, and she said indifferently: "I want to maintain this door, and I can't help you." ”

"Damn, you don't expect me to be a piece of shit, do you?"

Hou Jue's expression collapsed: "Eldest sister, can you be normal?" Here, how can I be a waste of the underworld? ”

"I'm sorry."

Madame Golden Snake didn't care about the collapsed Hou Jue at all, her eyes fell on Joan of Arc, who was full of interest beside Hou Jue, and her chin gestured.

"No problem."

With a twitch of his nose, Joan of Arc nodded and said happily, "Coming back here is like going home, it's very cool." ”

Suddenly, Hou Jue understood.

"No, I don't understand."

Hou Jue's expression was very shocked, and he didn't understand it, pointing to Joan of Arc on the side and asking loudly: "She came back here like going home, what about me?" What's my use? ”

"You go in."

Lady Golden Snake sighed lightly, showing a rare sign of fatigue. She glanced at Hou Jue, who spread out her hands, and said helplessly: "You will use it." ”

"Let's go, Brother Hou."

Since entering this eerie space, Joan of Arc is as excited as she is home. She directly stretched out her hand, picked up the back of Hou Jue's neck and walked towards the cave.

Hou Jue subconsciously struggled, and then he sadly found that his thin monkey figure was like a toy in front of Joan of Arc, weak and powerless.

The skinny dog barked mournfully, but Joan of Arc ignored it.

The cave is very strange, the walls are not stone or earth, but a strange twisted substance. This substance is like a myriad of moving pieces of pale red flesh gathered together, as if they have life, constantly breathing.

Hou Jue, who was put down, stepped on this micro-soft substance, and his expression was a little weird. He always felt that this cave was alive, alive, and brilliantly written.

Although he didn't know why, he did feel that the cave was constantly insulting him.

Scratching his head, Hou Jue stepped on the phlegm he had just spit on with his foot, intending to cover up his behavior. At this time, Joan of Arc, who had been observing the surroundings, took off his helmet and said solemnly:

"That's not right."

"What's wrong?"

Hou Jue's hair suddenly stood on end, and he took a step back in fright, protecting Joan of Arc in front of him.

"There's something strange about the smell of death in this cavern."

Touching her chin, Joan of Arc said with some confusion: "I was at Lord Yingkite's house before, and the breath I smelled was not like this. There was a faint fragrance in Lord Ying's house, and a strong dead air, not this somewhat corrupt smell. ”

Hou Jue was silent for a long time, he wrinkled his nose, and said solemnly:

"Hello, I haven't died, I can't smell it. Also, who is the Winning Kite you are talking about? I'll avoid it when I see it in the future, and if I can't avoid it, I'll kowtow twice. ”

"Whew, Win Kite-sama..."

Joan of Arc's head immediately appeared related words about Ying Kite, as well as her various attributes, for a long time, Joan of Arc extracted the key information, and said directly: "Ying Kite is the master of Zhou Gongzi." ”

？

It's not a question of avoidance.

Hou Jue's face turned pale.

"This should be a burial chamber."

Looking around, Joan of Arc said with some hesitation: "But the snake lady is talking about the boundary between life and death, which is a little strange." ”

"It's a border that only belongs to a thousand households and one person."

Hou Jue's mind turned quickly, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Anyway, I don't believe in the words of the Difu, and the evil I did before I was born will be repaid after death, it is better to let me go to the judge of the local government, and my first judge in Anshan will reincarnate their ancestors and kill them again, and leave the wicked to reincarnate?" ”

"That's right."

Although he didn't understand it, the rather comic words made Joan of Arc feel familiar.

"So, what are we going to do?"

Hou Jue asked his soul, "Kill whom?" Or... ”

"This should be a little secret."

Stretching out his hand and pressing his fingers against the wall on the side, Joan of Arc narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "This is the grave that Qianhu dug for himself, and for some reason, he can't get out by himself." ”

"You mean, he fantasized about digging a grave for himself, and then he lay down in it mentally, and he couldn't get out?"

Hou Jue asked truthfully.

"That's right."

Joan of Arc nodded and said calmly, "A thousand households have died once, and the souls of those who have died tend to be loose due to the overlap of life and death. In this way, it is easy for them to get caught up in their own hearts and minds. ”

"My suggestion is to die outright."

Justice Anshan handed down his verdict.

"We need to find Qianhu and let him get out of this secret realm."

Turning to look at the road behind him, which had been swallowed up by the light, leaving only darkness, Joan of Arc said softly, "It's like helping him break through his demons." ”

"He killed all his own evil, and the demons in his heart?"

Hou Jue was a little broken, "Is he some kind of innate Gu cultivation holy body?" Was there any serious trauma in his heart? After I died, the whole family didn't say that there were demons every day, are they all so vulnerable? ”

"In fact, according to common sense, thousands of households will not have demons."

Scratching his head, Joan of Arc also said a little strangely: "He has killed his past and killed another self, according to common sense, there will be no more demons that can trap him." Unless..."

"Unless what? His father was killed after he was resurrected? ”

Hou Jue wondered.

"He did it voluntarily."

Joan of Arc muttered to herself.

"The death penalty is the most serious sentence I can give, and I can't think of anything else."

Hou Jue shook his head and said with a sunny smile.

"Brother Hou, I think your appearance is meaningful."

While the two were talking, they had come to the depths of the cave. As the two of them went deeper, the strange scarlet cavern began to become more distorted. The lines on the walls were baring their teeth and claws, staring at them like ghost faces one after another.

"My point is to have some fun with everyone."

Hou Jue's positioning is very clear, "Including now, I am the biggest fun." ”

"No, I don't think so."

Stopping and looking at the faint figure in the pool of dark brown blood, Joan of Arc frowned and said softly:

"That's Qianhu, I guessed correctly, he fell into the demon of his own volition."

"Brother Stick, I need to save him, at least, let him recover."

"No, who invented the title Brother Stick?"

The corners of Hou Jue's mouth twitched and asked.

(End of chapter)