Chapter 37: Sins in Hell
Chapter 37: Sins in the Nine Hells
"Who...are you? Why...should I answer your...questions...let me go..."
As an individual with an imbalance of spirit, energy and soul, the young man spoke incoherently and had some problems with expression. It took Chu Tai a long time to understand what he meant.
As for his struggle, it was in vain.
Even though he relied on his talent to condense the foul air of souls and the mixed air of debris and bones in the process of going to the tomb again and again, the young man himself had never learned systematically, and his magic power was extremely mixed, not even as good as some unorthodox sorcerers. It was impossible for him to break free from the constraints of the magic cast by Chu Tai on the red rope.
Instead, because of the constant struggle, the red rope became tighter and tighter.
Chu Tai, who saw the young man's character, asked.
"Is your last name Guo?"
Hearing this, the young man was stunned, looked at Chu Tai and asked excitedly: "Do you know me?"
"First answer me, what's your name and where do you live?"
"My name is Guo Shan, and I live in Hezhong Village, Yuxi County. Sir, do you... recognize... me? Can you take me back?"
"My parents must be worried. They told me that if I can't see them, I should tell others where my home is. I already have one hundred, no, two hundred, no, that's not right, how many days..."
Guo Shan spoke the first sentence very quickly. If it weren't for the fact that his subsequent words became intermittent, he wouldn't have sounded like a person who was in a trance.
Looking at Guo Shan who was struggling to count his fingers, Chu Tai lowered his head slightly and sighed.
Chu Tai touched Guo Shan's head and said, "I know your parents. I'll take you to see them after a while, okay?"
This action is actually quite funny. Because of the power of the [Boy], Chu Tai didn't grow much taller in three years.
After he acquired the [Wandering Scholar], the height restriction was lifted, but for half a year, he only had to raise his height.
Guo Shan is tall, with red ropes all over his body, and the action of touching his head looks weird no matter how you look at it.
"Okay! Okay! From now on you are my master. You can ask me to do anything as long as you take me back to see my parents."
The words were still intermittent, but Chu Tai's emotions, which had calmed down a little after killing Master Hong, became agitated again.
He loosened the red line a little, pointed outside and spoke.
"Wait outside for a moment. I need to take care of something."
"Okay, sir, I'll obey..."
Guo Shan nodded repeatedly, got up, and walked out the door.
Chu Tai turned his head, looked at the old man and the middle-aged man lying on the ground, and spoke in a cold tone.
"How long do you two plan to lie down? Or do you want to become a handful of ashes here together with Hong Daoren?"
As they spoke, a few points of fire swirled around the two of them, and the scorching breath forced them to stand up.
The old man coughed twice, bowed to Chu Tai and said, "Greetings, Master..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Chu Tai.
"Don't be polite. I think you know the reason why I woke you up. Do you want to tell me the reason yourself, or should I spend some time to dig it out?"
Light was flowing between Chu Tai's five fingers, and a ray of green light was hidden in it, and there seemed to be the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling echoing.
The old man's expression suddenly became unnatural. He originally thought that Chu Tai was a righteous cultivator and some things could be discussed with him.
Now it seems that even if the monk in front of him is on the right path, his moral bottom line must be relatively flexible.
This also means that some of the old man’s original plans have failed.
"Why, have you thought it through? Or, start with your son?"
When Chu Tai said this, a green light flickered and seemed to be about to fly out of his hand, causing the middle-aged man to change color and speak quickly.
"Just ask me, sir. I will answer any questions you have. I only ask you to let me go."
"Just letting you go, your son is a cruel man."
The old man, who was being looked at with amusement by Chu Tai, did not show any change in expression.
"People like us who eat the dead's food have to be ruthless to survive, just like I will never be the first to go down when someone robs a tomb." There was no trace of sadness in the old man's words, only indifference.
"Too……"
Chu Tai sneered and listened to the father and son telling him the information he wanted to know.
"So, Guo Shan was actually kidnapped by you, and then you deceived him for more than six years?"
Chu Tai's calm voice made the father and son feel nervous, and the middle-aged man hurriedly said that he had not treated the other party unfairly.
Chu Tai smiled and did not respond, but instead raised a new question.
"What is the deal between this Hong Daoren and you?"
"He wants us to go rob tombs and find some materials. As a reward, he will teach us some basic cultivation methods."
The middle-aged man answered quickly, causing Chu Tai's eyes to fall on his left hand.
"Like you? Or like your father?"
The man did not dare to hide anything and answered respectfully.
"This was an accidental injury while robbing tombs, but my father and I also turned a disaster into a blessing, and each of us gained our own abilities."
"A blessing in disguise? It's really a coincidence."
Chu Tai sneered, and bits of fire appeared on the surface of the green light in his hand, and the wailing sound in his hand became louder.
"One last question. Did you participate in the refining of this thing?"
The old man had already noticed something was wrong, and he said hastily, "I know a thing or two and helped out, but this kid doesn't know."
"Yes Yes."
"Ah……"
Chu Tai looked at the middle-aged man who kept nodding, and the sarcastic smile on his face became clearer and clearer. He put down the Six Yang Divine Infant Pagoda, picked up the token on the altar, and the true energy of the Nanyan Cave surged with the light of dawn, and the golden lamps lit up one by one.
"Please have mercy on me, Master, and let my son go!"
As he spoke, the old man knelt on the ground, but pus-filled boils on his body spread rapidly, as if he had fallen into boiling water, his skin festered and filth flowed out.
Waves of corrupt and foul smells surged, trying to buy time for his children.
The middle-aged man also ran out without hesitation, with a cold light appearing on his left arm, and he was about to punch the wall.
"receive!"
Chu Tai clapped his token, and the golden lamp in the north shone brightly, transforming into an illusory world of cold and dark hell.
The golden lamp located in the northeast evolves into the illusory cauldron hell realm.
After the two were formed, they each revealed a black gas, which turned into chains and fell down.
At the same time, a rune lit up on the bodies of the old man and the middle-aged man, connecting with the lantern.
"No!"
The middle-aged man who was about to hit the wall shouted and fell to the ground.
The black energy that rolled up the souls of the father and son fell into the golden lamp.
One turned into a snowman under the ice, and the other fell into the iron pot and merged into the "thick soup".
The altar under Chu Tai's feet vibrated slightly, and the magic power inside increased a little, but the overall operation was somewhat unbalanced due to the changes in the power of the Nine Hells.
"Are you still not going to tell me how to dismantle this Six Yang Divine Infant Tower?"
Chu Tai loosened his fingers, and the green light that he was holding turned into a stream of light and fell into the center of the golden lamp.
"Or do you want to go play in the Nine Nether Hell you set up, just like the two materials you raised, and then answer my questions?"
As he spoke, lotus flowers blossomed, lights flickered, and tongues of fire surrounded the pine needles, stirring up green light and flying frost, so gorgeous.
(End of this chapter)