After Fan Wu jumped into the ground, he just landed on the street next to the clearing, feeling that the world was turned upside down, and he thought that he would move on the road with his head and feet on his feet, but he didn't know what rules were under the influence of the road, and he stepped on the road with a normal attitude.

That is to say, after Fan Wu entered the underground, he followed this underground world upside down, a bit of a reflection in the water, but this is just a water surface with the ground of the underworld as a reference.

After Fan Wu stood still, he found that what he saw was a normal world, with buildings, ground and sky, and the sky here was brighter and normal than the underworld, just a little more yellow than the human world.

The point is that there are still people here, not ghosts or ghosts, but flesh-and-blood bodies, but it is not right to say that they are humans, it looks a bit like Fan Wu's current state.

Fan Wu moved for a moment, not feeling a trace of unaccustomedness, as if this opposite world also has gravity, except that he still can't fly, and the feeling is the same as in the human world.

If you just look at the appearance, you won't know that this is an underground world, and you will think that you have arrived in a paradise.

Fan Wu's main purpose here was only to find a spaceship, but he didn't expect that there would be such an underground world underneath the underworld.

Climbing up and looking into the distance, except for the city in which it is located, it seems to be completely different from the underworld, and there are plants outside the city, and they seem to be normal green plants.

Fan Wu hurriedly came down and rushed out of the city, wanting to confirm it as soon as possible, and when he passed by the street community, he felt so familiar, and the building was exactly the same as the city where he broke through, but there were people here.

It's just that everyone seems to have a task in their bodies, everyone is busy bowing their heads and hurrying by, no one pays attention to Fan Wu, an outsider, at most, they just glance at him when they pass by, without any expression, and continue to bow their heads and hurry.

Fan Wu wanted to arrest someone to ask about the situation, but he didn't have a chance at all, and he didn't want to use force, so he didn't stop and went straight out of the city.

After going out of the city, I saw a completely different world, in the city it is still a relatively modern architectural style, and outside the city is completely back to the original feeling, whether it is the regional style, or the mountains and forests in the distance are full of undeveloped and destroyed feelings, very comfortable.

It's just that after leaving the city, it has returned to the situation of no one, although the environment is good but deserted, Fan Wu wanted to turn back into the city to find someone to ask, and found that the city that came in had disappeared and turned into a country road leading to the distance.

Anyway, they had already come in, and Fan Wu didn't bother to turn back to find the city, but walked along the road to the woods not far ahead.

When I came here, I found that not only the environment was primitive, but even the trees were the kind of towering trees that could only appear in ancient times, basically each one was forty or fifty meters high, and there were almost no less than thirty meters, lush and vibrant.

According to the secret books of the Yaksha clan, the underworld is a space opened up by the great gods, so was it divided into two layers at that time, or was it later opened up by others on the original basis?

Fan Wu doesn't know at all now, in fact, he doesn't really want to figure out all kinds of things in the past, it's just that things happen one after another, he just follows with the encounter, and the only thing he wants to figure out as soon as possible is his past and present life.

While thinking about it, I walked along the periphery of this primitive woods for a long time, and finally met the first person after leaving the city by a small river.

A flat boat floats downstream with the slow flow of water in the center of the river, and a middle-aged man on the boat is fishing, the ancients pretend to have hair, a long beard and a chest, a good scribe's demeanor.

Fan Wu didn't greet abruptly, but the middle-aged scribe took the initiative to nod his head, but he didn't speak, Fan Wu smiled and nodded in response.

The boat went down with the waves, and Fan Wu went up along the river, and the two passed by.

After walking for another half a day, although it was already evening, Fan Wu did not stop to rest and continued to walk upstream.

He went up the river and found that the scenery here was better at night, and although there were no lights, he could see from a distance that the plants in the woods were actually producing fruits of various colors, and the colors were very beautiful.

Fan Wu, who was very curious, should have gone over to find out, but for some reason after walking along the river for a day, he felt more and more calm in his heart, and he didn't have the desire to go over and take a look.

Even when I saw the fishing scribe before, I just nodded, and I didn't even have the desire to speak, as if the longer I came in, the more desireless I became, and I felt that life was so good.

Fan Wu faintly felt in his heart that something was happening, and his state seemed to be inappropriate, but his body felt comfortable and told him that it was okay, which was good.

Fan Wu, who felt more and more comfortable and natural, continued the trip, and walked for a night without stopping, it was already morning, and Fan Wu, who was going up the river, saw another flat boat coming from the upstream.

When the distance got closer, I found that it seemed to be the scribe again, with the same costume, the same expression, the same nod and greeting, and the same passing and flowing downstream.

Fan Wu knew in his heart that it was the same person, but his body didn't feel abnormal at all, there was no sense of disobedience, he also nodded in return, watched the boat go away, and then continued to go up the river.

It has been seven days since he came into this world, Fan Wu has been walking along the river, meeting the scribe every day, every day is the same scene, the key is that his body is getting more and more adapted to here, as if he has integrated into the scene and become a part of here.

Seven days and seven days, half a month has passed, Fan Wu knew in his heart that he couldn't go on like this, but his body had completely accepted the identity of this tourist who passed by the scribe every day.

The more anxious the heart, the more comfortable the body is, and the feeling of pleasure has naturally arisen, just like taking drugs, I know that it is not good, but the body does it instinctively and continues to do it.

On the fifteenth day, Fan Wu used great perseverance and reason to take out a pistol and wanted to shoot the middle-aged scribe who passed in front of him again, but he didn't hit, and the scribe still smiled and nodded and walked away.

On the sixteenth day, the scribe's face changed slightly, but he still smiled in the distance.

On the seventeenth day, when he missed, the scribe smiled and went away.

The eighteenth, nineteenth, and twentieth days all hit the surface of the water, and there was no impact.

On the twenty-first day, the scribe was finally shot to death, thinking that he could recover?

From the twenty-second day onwards, Fan Wu fell into a new scene of killing the scribe once a day, so that he could relieve his hatred and be comfortable.

It's been a month, and Fan Wu is still killing scribes by the river every day, and every time he kills, he is anxious, but his body is comfortable and habitual.

After another ten days, Fan Wucai was finally able to break the curse of this cycle due to an unexpected situation.

Killing people as usual, but perhaps because Fan Wu was too comfortable and excited, he naturally used the Soul Bomb and the 'Bombardment' skill, which not only killed the scribe with one shot, but also blasted half of the boat to pieces by the way.

As the boat was torn apart, the beautiful scene in front of Fan Wu's eyes was shattered like porcelain falling to the ground, and the same barren world appeared in front of him again, but there was only barren black earth and gray sky.

It's exactly the same as the underworld, but the city where he came down is really gone, Fan Wu is on the edge of a river that has dried up, and there is a forest on the river, but the trees have long since dried up and died for I don't know how many years.

Now all that remains is the petrified trunk, and the whole place looks like the place in the illusion or dream that I experienced this month.

It's just that one is alive and the other is lifeless, but now Fan Wu is not interested in paying attention to this at all, he just wants to find out the reason why he was pulled into the illusion as soon as possible.

"Hehe, I didn't think you could wake up so soon. Suddenly, a male voice came from behind him.

Fan Wu turned around and saw that it was actually the middle-aged scribe who had been killed dozens of times by himself, "Is it you?

After saying that, he immediately summoned the sand eagle to aim at the scribe, ready to shoot him in the head immediately if he didn't agree with him, anyway, he has killed so many times, whether it is true or not, it is not bad this time.

The middle-aged scribe didn't panic a little, and said to Fan Wu with a smile: "You don't need to be nervous, I didn't want to hurt you, and you have killed me so many times in your dream, isn't it enough?"

"Who are you, why did you lure me into a dream, and what was your purpose?" Fan Wu was not affected by his grinning expression at all, and still held his gun and continued to ask.

"My name is Ji Wei, and I am the river god here. ”

"River God, where is there a river?" Fan Wu was a little surprised when he heard the river god's words, because there was not much in the human world to hear of the existence of river gods, mountain gods, and the like.

"Well, that's right. Looking at the dry river next to him, the middle-aged scribe also seemed a little depressed and embarrassed.

"Why is there a river god here, and how can there be a god in the underworld?"

Fan Wu really couldn't figure this out, even if there was a river god, he shouldn't appear in the underworld.

"Well, there is also a god in the underworld, but it is not the kind in the human world, but the yin god, the god of the underworld, but I am not, and this is not the underworld. ”

The scribe looked at his feet with some recollection, as if he wanted to see the long-lost underworld through the thick layer of soil under his feet.

"This is not the underworld, what is this place, and what is your situation?" Fan Wu became more and more confused the more he listened.

"You don't have to be in a hurry, listen to me slowly. The scribe withdrew his gaze from the ground and gave Fan Wu a detailed account of the situation.

It turned out that this was a world of sting, and after the great gods created cultivation methods in ancient times, a group of very powerful stingers did emerge, and even Xi, but they encountered a huge crisis before they could appear in Yi.

I don't know if it's the Outer Heaven Demon Clan or the Immortal God, or both, anyway, it was purged by a group of high-level gods and demons, killing most of this powerful group cultivated by ghosts, and destroying the cultivation method as well.

In the end, a group of weak people remained, but they were also hunted down for many years, and finally, with the help of a bodhisattva, they escaped to the current independent small world to bring the matter to an end.

Over the years, the other party may have forgotten them or is not afraid that they will be able to make some waves, anyway, there is no scale to continue to chase and kill.

But even so, until now, they only dared to influence the outside world through a small range of connections, and sent some elites to the human and ghost worlds to find suitable people to teach the exercises, and continue to maintain the inheritance of the Wei.

The scribe named Ji Wei is only the guardian of one of the three entrances to this world, and is responsible for verifying the identity of those who enter, and the method adopted is to dream.

If it is a spy or enters with malice, it will be killed in a dream, and if the chosen person enters the dream, it will become a process of spiritual cultivation, and if you break through it yourself, you can improve your spiritual cultivation.

Even if you can't pass the level on your own, you will eventually be woken up, but you can't improve your mental power, and there will be no harm, it's just like having a nightmare.

But in Ji Wei's mind, Fan Wu is different from others, because he has the breath of that Bodhisattva, whether he is a descendant or disciple of the Bodhisattva, he is worthy of Ji Wei's polite treatment.

After listening to what Zhou Wei said, Fan Wu had a more reasonable explanation for some of the previous encounters, such as Zhong Kui's sudden appearance, Zhang Blind's selfless dedication, and so on.

But he still didn't dare to believe it, everything had to be seen to be believing, who knows if it was because he had broken through the illusion that he made up a story to deceive himself?

So he didn't answer the question and continued to ask, but diverted the topic, "Mr. Ji, your dream is really amazing, is it a skill?"

"Hehe, this is not a skill, it is a talent of my family, inherited from my great-grandfather. ”

"Which great god is your grandfather?" Fan Wu was really curious about which god actually had the innate skill to enter dreams, and it could be passed down from generation to generation.

"Ji Dan. The scribe said with a reverent and serious face.

"Eggs?" Fan Wu didn't dare to laugh if he wanted to laugh, this name was too joyful.

"Well, the world calls my grandfather Zhou Gong. ”