Chapter 3, Fire Cave
This is the only thought in my mind
I walked step by step towards Brother Jun, speaking as I walked: "I understand what you are thinking, and I think the same as you, pointing to this group to stop. But I have heard of such traps, yet I have never encountered one. There are some things I need to clarify, for example, how did those three from Ningwu... die"
I continued to retreat, and a strange sense of loneliness unexpectedly appeared on the face of the King of Hell, resembling a child whose parents were not there to play with him, feeling dejected. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and stumbled towards me.
The red light on the back of the King of Hell grew increasingly bright
I subconsciously asked, "Then why did you bring up the matter of the pit as soon as you arrived?"
Oh? It seems that this is not the case, is it
I shook my head
He said again: "The manner of death is the same; Yan Wang and the three from Ningwu are exactly alike. The first one to be burned to death had this kind of character; after the tunnel was dug, it wasn't long before he turned into a fire person and ran out. The other two, after returning, died in the same way after a while. One was using the toilet when fire erupted from his backside, and all his intestines and everything inside came out in a rush, still cooked, just like braised pig intestines. The other one caught fire while in bed with his mistress, just like friction igniting a fire; his mistress escaped with her life but had to have her legs amputated, the lower half completely gone. It was this woman who told me all these things." One was using the toilet when fire erupted from his backside, and all his intestines and everything inside came out in a rush, still cooked, just like braised pig intestines. The other one caught fire while in bed with his mistress, just like friction igniting a fire; his mistress escaped with her life but had to have her legs amputated, the lower half completely gone. It was this woman who told me all these things.
After pondering for a moment, I raised my hand and pointed ahead, saying: "It has come to this, do you still intend to continue?"
"Desperation has reached its peak..."
The soldier stood beside me, positioned at the back. Both of us were the first to notice the unusual behavior of the King of Hell. That rascal was so frightened that he, a grown man in his first year of university, was jumping around in a panic. If I hadn't been holding him back, I reckon he would have turned around and run away.
This is simply a sight of death
Things are distributed, each person takes a share, bad deeds are done together, once truly involved, no one escapes
I understand him; this is a sign of his impending outburst
I understand what he means
Having spoken, he turned and left
Brother Jun seems to be joking, but in fact, his tone has already changed: "You want to leave after coming? Little Nine, do you not understand the rules?"
Is there really no manhole?
Rest assured, follow my lead, you won't go wrong. This pit, someone has to dig it first, and after it's dug, it's normal for a couple of people to die, it happens. Just let it sit for a few days
As Yan Wang turned around, the situation behind him must have been clear to Jun Ge and the other two at a glance
Brother Jun smiled and retorted, "I've been stepping into this pit for almost two or three years now. Little Jiu, being an understanding person, should know how much is buried beneath. In this day and age, it's not easy to find a pit that has a good history and hasn't been touched by anyone."
I stared at it for a moment and murmured to myself, "Could it be that I have encountered a fire pit?"
Could it be that... there really are hidden pits in this world
His face has shrunk to a size even smaller than that of a newborn baby, covered in wrinkles, with his eyes and nose barely discernible
Brother Jun shook his head, signaling to step aside for a conversation. I nodded and followed him, and eventually, we both entered the pine forest. Brother Jun tossed me a cigarette, and we each lit one up.
At that time, I wanted you to withdraw, but after much contemplation along the way, I changed my mind. I believe it is more prudent for you to stay with me; this way, you will also be involved in this matter, and regardless of what you see, you won't turn against me, unless you wish to share the same fate. I have many things to accomplish and do not wish to be incarcerated at this moment
No, to be precise, he is already dead, and has been dead for quite some time.
As the distance closes, I can already see his face clearly
This is the first time I have encountered such a situation
Moments later, flames erupted from Yan Wang's body, resembling the display of fireworks, producing a sizzling sound on his flesh...
Brother Jun said: "I am older than you, having been in this for nearly twenty years. I have dealt with no less than a hundred pitfalls, yet I have never encountered a hidden trap."
This is correct
I am still somewhat wavering; based on experience, I do not believe this. However, that King of Hell has been dead for several days yet still speaks as if he were alive. This is what I have witnessed with my own eyes; how can it be explained
I have a foreboding feeling, and I quickly stepped forward to pull the soldier aside. The soldier was panting heavily.
The eerie mountain wind blew in, disturbing the dark gray.
Afterward, the flames on his body receded, leaving him cleaner than a corpse furnace, with only a thin layer of black ash remaining on the ground, forming a distorted human shape
Why not do it
Yama, in a state of confusion and ignorance, did not resist; I struck him squarely on the head with this shovel
Who knows if, after seeing this matter, leaving halfway will affect others
In the industry, there are rules that everyone shares, but there is still half a sentence I have not said: since you are aware, if you wish to withdraw halfway, there is no way out
This is called a grasshopper on a string, which reassures everyone
After a person dies, the body will decompose. During the decomposition process, proteins and sugars will dissolve in water, forming a pool of liquid known as corpse water, which is highly toxic
The level of danger in this pit exceeds my understanding, and recklessly going down would be unwise. At the very least, I need to find someone knowledgeable to accompany me. I must not end up like Professor Qin, who failed to find any clues, while I and Dabin go in first.
I have indeed developed a desire to withdraw
My goodness
It is fine not to proceed; we will act according to the rules.
As he opened his mouth to speak, a murky yellow-green liquid surged forth from between his mouth and nose, and a foul odor wafted through the forest breeze, directly assaulting my face. This smell was all too familiar to me; it was the scent of decomposing flesh.
After a puff of smoke, Jun Ge said: "The same."
Does this substance flow out of the mouths and noses of living people
At that moment, the King of Hell unexpectedly stopped in his tracks, turned to look at me, and asked in a dazed manner: "Brother, what is the matter with you? Our last meeting was unpleasant, but now things are different. Aren't we planning to cooperate? Why do you run away as soon as you see me? Am I really that terrifying?"
If one must leave, so be it; it must be done sideways. Only the mouths of the dead are truly secure, is that not so?
In the crematorium, the bodies are burned to a crisp, the fat sizzling and jumping around, and in the end, a hammer is needed to crush the bones that haven't been completely incinerated. I have witnessed that scene, but it is far less direct and shocking than the current moment. The King of Hell's skin is as red as a branding iron, exuding the aroma of Brazilian barbecue, truly a sensory assault. For a moment, I was at a loss, instinctively pulling the soldier back, driven purely by instinct, seeking fortune and avoiding misfortune.
But if it really comes to a fight, one of us will definitely fall here, especially since Jun Ge has a gun
Big soldier
I sighed, having fallen into a predicament, and helplessly walked out of the pine forest. After a moment of contemplation, I went to the side of the theft tunnel established by the three in Ningwu.
The tunnel is not wide, only allowing one person to pass through
The soldier was actually quite timid. This was the first time we encountered such a situation; normal people would feel apprehensive, and those who are not are all fierce characters. However, upon hearing me call him, he charged forward, taking a quick step and deftly pulling out an iron hammer from his waist. He was tall and strong, with remarkable arm strength, and he swung the hammer down onto the King of Hell's head. The King of Hell's head burst open like a rotten watermelon, with a loud "puff" sound, splattering the soldier's face with a torrent of blood and guts
Brother Jun patted me on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "It's all because of the King of Hell's greed. I had him keep an eye on things, but he himself wanted to pull a fast one on me. Little Nine, I've told you everything I can. You have to trust me this time. Trust me, you and your buddy won't die, and don't even think about going against me. As for the underworld..." Little Nine, I've told you everything I can. You have to trust me this time. Trust me, you and your buddy won't die, and don't even think about going against me. As for the underworld..."
Brother Jun spoke very directly, then waved his hand and said: "Alright, you don't need to ask anything else. Just listen to me, you won't die!"
At this point, the King of Hell finally fell to the ground
I shivered slightly, and before I knew it, I was drenched in sweat
I was taken aback
The soil inside is dark, as if it has been burned
However, the soldier turned red with rage, perhaps as an extreme reaction born out of fear. He let out a roar and swung the iron hammer, continuing to smash down on the already mangled head of the King of Hell, bones shattering and flying everywhere, leaving almost nothing but skin behind.
The young attendant exclaimed.
The flavor of Brazilian barbecue has become more intense
With a light laugh, Jun Ge startled me awake. In the darkness, he appeared like a shadowy figure, his voice relaxed, as if it were not his companion who had died, but rather me. Like the soldier, he waved his hand and said, "How is it, Xiao Jiu Ge? This pit is quite eerie, isn't it? I didn't deceive you."
However, he merely shook his head and then charged towards me once again
The only thing left after being pummeled by the soldier was a skin-covered head rapidly shrinking in the flames, which quickly became the size of a fist, wrinkled and shriveled, resembling dried orange peel, with that human face staring directly at me
This is a very pale face, severely swollen
With a loud bang, I split the King of Hell's head in half, and colorful things surged out from the crack
He was originally a person with a rather thin face and a shadowy gaze, someone who appeared particularly sharp and malicious. However, at this moment, his face had swollen up like a bun, his pupils dilated, and the irises in his eyes no longer resembled those of a living person, resembling the eyes of a long-dead fish, unable to gather any focus.
At this point, Jun Ge smiled, a smile filled with disdain, and said lightly: "Xiao Jiu Ge, you are not very old, but being able to settle this point suggests that you have been in the industry for quite some time, at least ten years. In those ten years, have you ever seen a dark pit?"
Perhaps it was a spasm during skin atrophy, as the corners of his mouth distinctly twitched, as if smiling at me
My brother and I have traveled extensively over the years. We came together, and when we leave, we must leave in an orderly manner. It would not be good if one of us were to be left behind.
Hula ... ...
I shouted loudly, calling for the soldiers to help
In simple terms, it is akin to the broth that seeps out after meat has rotted in the scorching summer heat
I pressed further: "Do you know something?"
At present, it seems that the King of Hell is closing in on me, and those three are not even considering coming to help. As the saying goes, it is better to rely on oneself than to rely on others; depending on them is basically hopeless. Retreating back and forth, there will always come a time when there is no way to retreat. Therefore, I decided not to retreat but to advance instead, stepping forward and swinging the shovel in my hand directly at the King of Hell's head.
... ...
The soldier was a bit restless, fumbling to pull out a cigarette and placing it between his lips, puffing away, but one hand was already tightly gripping the iron hammer
This incident has completely exceeded my understanding, and my firm atheism has begun to waver. After a moment of hesitation, I forced a smile and said: "What Jun Ge said is true, this pit is something we brothers cannot touch, let's leave."