Finally arrived at the legendary Sword Mountain Hell, and the two of them trotted along the path with a happy mood, hoping to see the appearance of hell soon.

There are cliffs on both sides of the path, and when you look up, there is a line of sky, and the straight path looks like someone has split it with a knife, and because there is not much light, the path seems a little dark and deep.

However, the two of them didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment, thinking that hell should be this tone and appearance, and after running for nearly twenty minutes, they finally saw a bright light in front of them.

"Xiucai, the exit is almost here, come on!"

The fat man, who had been panting for a long time and wanted to stop and rest, saw the bright light in front of him, took a deep breath to lift his spirit, and chased Fan Wu and continued to run forward.

Finally arrived at the exit.

The two of them rushed out of the dim path full of anticipation, the dazzling sunlight rushed in their faces, and the eyes that had been accustomed to the dim environment since they got on the boat could not adapt to such a strong light for a while, and could only see a white expanse.

Not sure if there was any danger, the two of them quickly closed their eyes and stood in place not daring to move.

When their breathing slowly calmed down, their eyes gradually adapted to the light here, and the two of them who slowly opened their eyes saw that this was actually a sunny, quiet and peaceful world, not at all the dim and barren hell scene of killing everywhere in their imagination.

What the two of them saw in their eyes was a very beautiful, quiet world without any pollution, the sky was blue, the white clouds were fluttering, the endless prairie, occasionally one or two big trees dotted on it, except for the cattle and sheep, everything was so beautiful and peaceful, people couldn't help but be fascinated, and wanted to run freely on such a beautiful grassland.

However... But what seems wrong?

There's no fucking knife or mountain!

The two of them looked at each other, imagining countless scenes of Daoshan Hell, but they never thought that it would be like this.

"Brother Wu, I don't think we're in the wrong place in a dream. ”

"There's only one way in here, the place shouldn't be wrong, it's possible to dream, why don't you let me punch twice to see if it hurts?"

The fat man knew that Fan Wu was joking, and he also knew that this was the Daoshan Prison, but the scene he saw was too subversive to accept it for a while.

"Xiucai, our previous cognition was all hearsay, Liu Xing also said that the underworld is actually a world similar to the world, maybe hell is the same, anyway, it's already here, let's take a look first. ”

"That's the only way, but I really can't accept that hell is like this, if hell is like this, I would like to come here to live, compared to here, I think the current human environment is more like hell. ”

"You're right, this place really doesn't look like hell, I've been here for so long, I can't even absorb a trace of yin qi, and I feel that this place is cleaner than my home. ”

The time was just noon, the sun was shining, the breeze was light, the two of them left the exit of the path and walked into the grassland, walking and stopping comfortably, and they had gone deep into the grassland unconsciously, and there was grass as far as the eye could see, and they couldn't tell which direction the entrance was.

As they gradually descended into the grassland, the two seemed to have ignored this, and walked for nearly 30 minutes to a small rest under a large tree.

The big tree is four meters high, and the trunk is as thick as two people hugging each other, a bit like a thin-leaved banyan tree in the world, but it is not so dense.

The fat man who was leaning on the trunk of the tree and was drinking water with his head up squirted all the water in his mouth with a pop, and the wind blew and sprinkled Fan Wu's face, the fat man did not find that he sprayed Brother Wu's face with water, and patted Fan Wu's arm nervously and pointed to the sky.

"Brother Wu, look!"

Fan Wu looked up at the sky, and also showed a surprised expression, it was already evening.

"Brother Wu, I remember that the sun was overhead when I came in, it seems that we have only been walking for a while, why is the sun already ready to go down?"

I didn't pay attention to the time when I was walking and chatting just now, but it couldn't have been a few hours since I walked, so the daylight hours here are very short?

"Xiucai, it seems that the law of day and night here is different from that of the human world, since it is already evening, we will spend the night here in this big tree, and observe the situation clearly before acting. ”

"Brother Wu, just do as you say. ”

The two of them decided to spend the night here, just wanted to take out some dry food to eat and chat, and by the way to enjoy the sunset of the grassland that they had never seen before, when they suddenly heard a chaotic sound of footsteps coming from all directions, and the sound became louder and louder, sounding like there were thousands of people running here at the same time.

When I stood up, I looked, Mom, there were people in all directions, not just a thousand, there must be more than 3,000 people.

I didn't see any creatures for a long time, but suddenly three or four thousand people poured out at the same time, and looking at their running routes, it seemed that they were coming straight for the two of them.

The fat man hurriedly summoned the seven-star sword and held it in his hand to pose in a defensive posture, Fan Wu was relatively calm, just staring at the crowd that was getting closer and closer, but he was also ready to shoot at any time.

Running and running, three or four thousand people suddenly split into two groups, running to the two of them and another big tree not far away, and after the divergence, there were still about a thousand people running towards the two of them.

Waiting for the crowd to run closer, see their body shape and dress clearly, there are men, women and children, the old seventy or eighty, the youngest may only be in his teens, but no matter what age they are, they are silent, and they are running desperately with expressionless faces.

He didn't even look at them when he ran in front of the two of them, but avoided the diversion and ran to the big tree behind them and climbed up for a moment.

The two people who originally thought they had encountered an ambush were blindfolded, watching the crowd pass by, and after a while, the places where they could stand on the trees were already full of people, but the people below were still climbing up.

The crowd was strange, and the trees were strange, and the branches of the trees full of people were not only not bent, but also swayed normally with the wind, as if they were not affected by the weight of the people above.

The latecomers continued to climb the tree, and when they could not stand, they clinged to the branches with their hands and hung from the trees, and finally even the trunks were full of people.

It didn't take long for the tree to look like it had grown a thick layer of human armor, and it was no longer visible to the original tree.

It is estimated that three or four hundred people managed to climb the tree, but even so, more than 1,000 people could not climb the tree.

In the end, the people who could not squeeze it around the trunk of the tree, stood in a circle at the head of the tree with their backs to the tree, and then stood in front of them again, and circled and circled, and about a hundred people circled around seven or eight times, and the ground without grass at the head of the tree was also full.

The rest of the crowd did not fight, did not grab, and some immediately turned around and ran away, looking at the route to try their luck at the other big tree.

More people didn't run away at all, strolling away in twos and threes.

The two people, who had been squeezed away from the tree for a long time, now had no idea what was going on except to be blindfolded or blindfolded, could it be that something good would happen on the tree at night? Where did these people come from?

Fan Wu grabbed a white-haired old man who walked past him as he bowed his head and left.

"Old man, what's going on? ...... you?"

"You're new here, don't ask, you'll know what's going on after tonight. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the old man interrupted him, and then broke free of Fan Wu's hand and walked away slowly, and suddenly stopped after a few steps, looked up at the sky, and closed his eyes.

"It's getting dark, alas!"

After the old man said this, the sun just completely set the horizon, the sky darkened, and at the same time, on the other side of the sky, a moon several times larger than the human world slowly rose.

As the moon appeared on the grassland and became bright again, under the bright moonlight, the scenery was more beautiful than during the day, Fan Wu and the others were sighing in their hearts, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in their feet.

When I looked down, there was grass growing on the soles of my feet?

If you look closely, you can see that it is not grass growing on your feet, but the soles of your feet are pierced by the weeds on the ground, and it looks like grass is growing on your feet from above.

Both of them were pierced on all four feet, which was equivalent to being nailed to the ground.

"Damn, it hurts me, what the hell is this? ”

"Xiucai, you see, not only here, but all the grass has changed. ”

During the day, the soft grass became sharp and hard as iron, and after piercing the soles of the feet, it continued to grow, and soon grew to the height of calves, and not only under the feet, but also all the grass in the whole grassland.

The two of them instantly understood why those people desperately climbed up the tree, because there was no grass in the tree, and they knew to occupy a position first, but there is no regret medicine in the world, and the most important thing now is to find a way to solve the dilemma in front of them.

The fat man immediately wiped the seven-star money sword on the surface of his feet, and the seven-star sword blessed by blood immediately turned into a sword that flashed with cold light.

He held the sword in his hand and slashed the grass on the soles of his feet, thinking about cutting it off and pulling out the soles of his feet first, but he let him slash several swords horizontally and vertically, and the grass continued to stand, leaving only a few white sword marks.

And for a while, the grass has grown to knee height, and the tip of the grass has slowly turned into metal, and it doesn't look much different from the tip of a real sword.

"Brother Wu, help!"

"Wait, I'm figuring it out. ”

Fan Wu was also too busy to take care of himself, and he could break the grass with a ghost gun, but because all the grass had turned into sword grass, there was nowhere to stay after pulling his foot out in pain.

After a period of hesitation, even the original place where the foot had been stepped on had regrown new sword grass, but there was no choice but to turn the pistol into an AK, and a round of intensive strafing cleared a small open space, so that the dangling foot had a place to land, and the other foot was pulled out in pain.

Then they quickly rescued the fat man, but before the two of them could treat the wound, the grass in the clearing grew again, so they had to shoot again to empty the weed.

"You actually have a magic weapon? You didn't die and go to prison, the living?"

Looking at the AK in Fan Wu's hand, the old man standing not far away asked, and without waiting for the two to answer, he added:

"But it's useless, whether it's a living person or a dead ghost, even if you hold a magic weapon, it's useless, how long can your mana last? ”

"Old man, what the hell is this grass, can't you kill it?"

Fan Wu asked as he kept strafing.

"This is the sword grass, a unique thing of the sword prison grassland, it is grass during the day, and it will continue to turn into a sword under the moon, killing all the creatures on the grassland and absorbing flesh and blood. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You'll find out later, we'll talk about it later......"

The old man's speech suddenly stopped, and the two of them looked over and found that when the three of them were chatting, the sword grass had grown to the height of the old man's chest, and before he finished speaking, he was pierced through the chest by the sword grass and died.

After killing the old man, the sword grass stopped growing, then slowly began to shrink, and finally turned back into an ordinary grass, and the old man's body fell to the ground with a bang.

After a while, the entire grassland was restored to its original state, and if it weren't for the thousand corpses lying on the ground, it would still look like that beautiful grassland.

The two of them sat on the ground with their butts, feeling more tired than the last time they killed the moth, but they didn't dare to sit for a long time no matter how tired they were, so they quickly treated the wounds on their feet and stood up again.

When dealing with the wound, the fat man found a strange phenomenon, the original pierced foot has actually healed more than half, only the upper and lower wounds remain, and the flesh in the middle has completely recovered.

"What's going on? I didn't sleep, how did the wound heal on its own?"

"I can heal because the yin qi here is very heavy, but why can you also heal Xiucai, then I really don't know, are you also a ghost?"

"I'm a ghost hunter, how can I be a ghost?"

"Forget it, now is not the time to discuss this, let's talk about it when it's safe. ”

After the moon came out, Fan Wu found that the yin qi here was thicker than that near the Ghost Gate Pass, and there was no need to actively absorb it at all, it would naturally penetrate into the body, so the wound healed so quickly.

After the two of them stood up, they found that the old man had woken up and recovered, and was walking towards this side, and it seemed that the yin qi here had also helped him recover.

The old man who was about to walk up to the two of them smiled bitterly.

"Here we go again!"

Fan Wu was already mentally prepared this time, and when the grass began to grow, he immediately strafed, and after emptying a piece of ground, he took a step forward and dragged the old man who had been pierced again on his foot.

After the old man came over, he hurriedly stood close to the two of them.

"Thank you, young man, I've been here for so long that I've forgotten what it's like to help each other. ”

"With a gesture, we still have something to talk about, old man, you can continue. ”

"That being said, but thank you for the fact that these sword grasses will continue to grow and kill people repeatedly, and the power of the moon will resurrect people repeatedly, and so on until dawn. ”

"I'm going, so perverted, so ruthless?"

The experience of countless deaths repeated over and over again made Fan Wu shudder when he thought about it, such torture deserved to be hell.

The eighteenth layer of hell is really not in vain, just one layer is already so terrifying, it is hard to imagine how terrifying the other seventeen layers are.

"You think that's all there is to the Prison of the Knife? This is just one of the twelve types of torture in the Prison of the Knife. ”