Quickly take out the picture scroll...

"The two of us have something important to report to the Immortal! The cracks in hell hide mysteries! Please ask the Immortal to take a look at it!"

The middle-aged male cultivator took the scroll by accident. He didn't know why he did it. He frowned and opened the scroll and glanced at it. The other two young monks also came closer to watch.

What is this? The three of them looked at each other.

"What are you drawing? That's enough. You should be punished for offending the Immortal Sect."

The young man named Yuan was in great distress.

"Sir, please calm down. The two of us shouted for a long time without any response before we came up with this strategy. This time..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a middle-aged man.

"Gua Nao, our sect only accepts noble and holy Celestial Clan members, not low-level people. We should have sent you down the mountain, but you two must not go unpunished for offending our Celestial Clan. For your first offense, you will be imprisoned in the pit for seven days.

To show punishment.”

"The noble and holy heavenly clan...?"

The two young people were in a daze and forgot to struggle. What was all this mess? They couldn't understand it at all.

He muddle-headedly put away the scroll, ordered one of them to pick up a net bag and take it to the pit to be imprisoned, and walked up the mountain on the iron rope again. He did not take the words of the two ordinary people into his heart, and only regarded them as a joke.

Ordinary people actually talk about formations.

Just ridiculous and stupid.

After walking a few steps, I looked down and saw that the waste paper was still in my hand.

"Hmph! Stupid and ridiculous heretic."

He threw the drawing down the cliff with a careless movement, and a gust of wind blew by, carrying the drawing and flying into the clouds and mist.

There was a bang in a damp tunnel somewhere outside the mountain gate, and then someone shouted in pain, and then a wooden trunk was thrown in. The iron door crashed down to seal the pit. The two young men looked at the thick black iron railings with despairing expressions.

"Gongyang, I hurt you..."

"Oh, it's not Brother Yuan's fault. These immortal cultivators are completely baffled."

From asking to see the immortal to now being imprisoned, it is simply unreasonable. He obviously wanted to save the common people but ended up with such a result.

"What now?"

If you get out, you will definitely not be able to get out, and the skills of craftsmen cannot break open the prison door.

The two of them looked back and saw that the pit was actually a cave. Only the cell door let in some light, and it was dark inside so that nothing could be seen clearly. The smell was unpleasant, like the smell of smelly socks that had been worn for half a month combined with the smell of the pit.

The smell and lack of wind indicate that the depth of the pit is closed to the outside world.

After groping for a long time, I couldn't find the mechanism to open the door. I couldn't help but sit down, leaning against the stone and staring at the increasingly dim light in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, the ram opened the trunk and rummaged through it, combining various parts to make a lantern? He picked up two pieces of flint and rubbed them together.

Chacha~

Sparks ignite debris? Light a lantern.

He also took out dried fish, bacon, and two pieces of dry and hard coarse grain cakes from the backpack.

As if the treasure chest is endless? It’s a pity that the wings are lost.

"Ahem..."

The young man surnamed Yuan ate the cake? He choked on the crumbs and coughed.

The ram helps pat the back.

"Slow down, slow down, you've been walking on a rugged mountain road for a long time? You were caught here before you even had time to drink, and you only have the strength to escape after eating enough? Let me see? Let's not worry about the end of the world, with Brother Yuan's ability

You should have no problem finding a safe place.”

"You teach and I do carpentry. How many acres of fertile land can I earn to buy each other? Let's each marry a wife and live an honest life."

The young man surnamed Yuan remained silent. He lowered his head and ate cakes and dried fish.

The two of them were exhausted and aching all over. After talking for a few words, they just ate hard and stayed there for seven days? That was impossible, and it didn't mean they didn't have prison escape experience.

While eating, someone suddenly spoke...

"You two? Can you give me a bite of food? Just one bite."

"Ghost...!"

The two of them crawled and ran to the cell door? Why didn't they see anyone just now?

With the help of the weak light of the lantern, I followed the sound and vaguely saw a figure in the pit? I really can’t tell it unless I look carefully.

"Are you...a human or a ghost?"

"I'm starving to death. Will I really turn into a ghost if I don't eat? Does God have a good life? Give it to those who stutter..."

The voice is weak and half-dead? It looks like a human but not a ghost. There should be no ghosts in the fairy mountain, right?

The male sheep took courage and walked forward slowly, picked up the lantern and then picked up the bowl of large stones. The young man named Yuan also picked up the stones. The two of them moved forward step by step, and the lantern illuminated the stone wall little by little.

There were shadows in the firelight, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to have a shadow. Ghosts don't have shadows. They can appear when the fire shines on them.

Looking closer, he saw a man with disheveled hair and an unkempt beard. His clothes were dirty, black and smelly. An iron rope was tied around his neck and the other end was stuck in a rock crevice.

The dirty man moved forward so hard that the iron rope tightened, and his eyes were fixed on the premonition of bacon.

"Meat...give me a bite of meat..."

The ram covered his nose and took a few steps back. It smelled too bad.

The iron chain is only so long, the area for eating, drinking, and defecation is limited, and the rock walls are full of stench. The dripping water from the roof of the cave may be the only source of water. Seeing the miserable situation, I couldn't bear to go over and get a dried fish.

"Thank you..."

The man grabbed the dried fish and chewed it hard.

Fortunately, the dried fish production skills are good and there are few fish bones, otherwise we would have to dig holes later.

The two threw away the stones and did not dare to get close. They were afraid that they would step on something nasty and lose their appetite to eat. In fact, it was nice to have someone who could at least ask some unknown things, such as what the hell is this mountain?

Which mountain is it and who is the immortal on the mountain?

Suddenly, there was another voice next to me.

"Um, give me a piece of bacon to try. I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

I turned around and saw that there was no one there? It was empty and there was no one around. Isn't it really a ghost this time?

"Where are you looking? Down! Can you lower your head?"

The voice is hoarse and harsh.

The two of them lowered their heads at the same time, their scalps suddenly numb. Not far away there was a weasel as big as a cat!

The shiny yellow fur is only black on the face. It is slightly fat. It stands upright with its front paws raised, a black nose, round ears, and small round eyes. The weird thing is that the weasel covers one eye with a piece of cloth. It is a one-eyed dragon.

Keep your eyes on the bacon.

"Yellow...yellow yellow..."

Gongyang almost shouted, but Yuan quickly covered his friend's mouth.

Who knew that the cat-sized weasel was waving its front paws.

"It's okay. I don't have so many taboos. It's a long way to meet me. Let's get to know each other. All the brothers on the road will call me Huangcao."

"..."

The two of them suddenly felt that the one-eyed weasel spirit didn't look so scary.

"I'm Yuan Yu."

"I'm down here at Gongyangdong."

Terrified, I gave a piece of bacon to the one-eyed weasel.

The weasel spirit might be hungry, so he picked up the bacon and gnawed it fiercely. Seeing this scene, the two of them had to think deeply. The old customers of the two pit pits were so hungry. Obviously, those people might not have the habit of delivering food at all. In this case, they didn't want to

Even if you want to escape from prison, you have to escape from prison. You can't expect those practitioners to accidentally think of the pit.

If you look closely, you can see that there are several yellow talismans on the ground, surrounding the yellow grass in a certain pattern and trapping it.

Huang Cao licked his mouth after chewing the bacon and carefully combed his hair and beard.

He dug his little paws into the gaps between his teeth, looked at the claw tips and flicked the minced meat into his mouth, not wanting to waste it.

"We are brothers after eating meat. Tell me, how did you two mortals end up in this poor prison? I remember that sect doesn't eat human flesh."

"We...knocked on the mountain gate and offended the fairy mountain."

"Fairy mountain? Gah gah~ I'm laughing so hard~ Fuck the fairy mountain gah~"

The weasel spirit laughed heartily. He couldn't laugh enough and just rolled on the ground. His hoarse voice was extremely unpleasant.
Chapter completed!