Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 293 The Netherworld

Du Fang's head was still aching. He vaguely remembered that when he fainted, he and Mo Qingfeng were in the underworld, and the broken continent seemed to be right in front of them.

Why did I return to Lingxiao Mountain just by opening and closing my eyes?

The disciple in front of him was Chen Jia, his mortal enemy when he was in the outer sect.

Seeing that he didn't move, Chen Jia suddenly became anxious: "Master is waiting for you in Jiange, why don't you leave quickly?"

"You go ahead! I'll be there soon!"

The appearance of this familiar old friend in front of him made him feel that everything was wrong.

He returned to Lingxiao Mountain and met an old acquaintance?

Is this an old friend or a familiar enemy?

Du Fang was worried. He remembered clearly that Chen Jiayingxiong had died in that battle and was beheaded by the headmaster Xuan Ji.

Is the person I meet now still the real Chen Jia?

After walking a few steps, Chen Jia suddenly turned around and took out a bottle of water from his pocket. "Junior Brother Du Fang, are you thirsty?"

"I'm not thirsty, drink it!"

He stood there without moving.

Chen Jia suddenly became angry and tried to pull him, "Master has been waiting for you so impatiently, why don't you leave!"

Without thinking, Du Fang kicked him in the body.

But what surprised him was that Chen Jia's body was like air. The kick clearly hit his chest, but he didn't feel anything at all.

"I know, it's you ghosts that are causing trouble for me!"

Chen Jia's face fell into gloom.

As Chen Jia disappeared, everything around him began to disappear.

Lingxiao Mountain, wooden house.

Everything turned into a helpless rock, beneath which lay a bottomless abyss.

Du Fang sucked in a breath of cold air. He already understood that this was the true beginning of the trial that Brother Mo had mentioned. The so-called ghostly journey to the underworld and the chaos in the mind were real.

If I had taken a step forward just now, I would have fallen into the abyss.

He calmed himself down and began to look for a way out.

Since the Netherworld is a road and someone has walked out of it before, then I must be able to find it myself.

But there were only white clouds around him and almost nothing else.

Du Fang did not give up. He sat cross-legged on the stone, waiting for the road to appear.

The white clouds dispersed, just as he expected.

In the distance, an ancient village appeared. It was as big as a town and floated among the misty clouds. Two white silk threads connected it to the stone where he was standing.

Du Fang immediately got up and tested the weight on the line with his hand.

The white silk was very tough, and he tried to step on it.

Sure enough, this is the road.

A road leading to the ancient village.

Amidst the misty gathering and dispersing white clouds, he seemed to see the archway of Dujiakanzi, shining brightly in the distance.

Am I back to my hometown again?

He slowly walked towards the village.

The silk thread was not very long, and there was no worry about it breaking as he had expected.

After entering the village, Du Fang was suddenly stunned: there was no one on the Dujiakanzi continent. There was an eerie silence everywhere.

Then, he suddenly saw a carriage, a brightly colored carriage, passing by him without any warning.

There was no sound of wheels or horses sneezing.

She just passed by silently and disappeared from his sight.

This time Du Fang did not stop and immediately ran to his yard.

The yard was empty. There was no eldest brother, no father, and no three nephews.

Du Fang sat on the ground dejectedly.

Is this the road to the eternal underworld? From the very beginning, it was all imagined from my own memory.

How can I get out of this dark scroll?

He thought of the tomb of the Human Emperor.

There was also a scroll painting there. My senior sister and I drew a coffin on the picture before entering the world in the painting.

Do I need to use the blood of immortals to draw a way out of this scroll of the underworld?

While he was thinking, suddenly, he heard a strange sound in his ears and a rustling sound came from the corner of the wall. Du Fang immediately looked in the direction of the sound -

I saw a human skeleton lying in the clean soil at the gate.

This sight frightened him so much that his hair stood on end. Suddenly, the white skeleton crawled up.

The jaw joints on his mouth moved, and a human voice came out:

"Fang'er, I'm your father, don't you recognize me?"

"Get the hell out of here, you monster! You're ruining my mind!"

Du Fang immediately kicked the skeleton apart, but the skeleton suddenly grabbed his hand and said weakly:

"I won't hurt you, Fang'er, have you forgotten me?"

"Look at my face!"

The white skeleton stretched out its hands and was covered with a layer of human skin. Its eye sockets were sunken, and its face was covered with scary corpse spots. Its white bones were covered with black spots.

Du Fang's hair stood on end:

"Who the hell are you? I don't know you!"

The skeleton suddenly sighed, "I really scare you when I look like this, kid, don't be afraid!"

Thinking of the legends of the past, Du Fang became even more frightened and turned around to grab the wooden stick by the door.

As the white skeleton spoke, flesh, blood, tendons and bones began to crawl out from the skeleton like vines, covering the entire body.

In the blink of an eye, the familiar face of my father appeared on this body. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a gentle smile on his face. He took out a peanut candy:

"I brought this for you from town. You've loved eating this since you were a child. I'm sure your father remembers it correctly!"

Du Fang looked at the candy in astonishment and took it.

This person remembers his own preferences. In this world, only his elder brother and father know how much he liked this kind of candy in his childhood.

"You...you are really my father?"

The man sighed, "Yes, I was skinned alive by the demons of the Tianlong Clan, and my soul was taken to the underworld. The Lord of the Underworld was merciful and did not treat us as blood food. He wove a dream for you so that I could see you in my dream!"

"Child, eat it. Seeing the sweetness on your face when you eat candy, your father's lifelong wish has been fulfilled. Unfortunately, that night, I bought you candy, but you were turned into a human pig. This is my wish, child... Don't let your father's painstaking efforts go to waste."

Seeing Du Fang's intention, he continued:

"Dad has been waiting for almost ten years, and finally I can fulfill this wish in this dream. Once my wish is fulfilled and I have no more attachments, I will reincarnate and pass away. We will meet again in the next life, father and son!"

He spoke so sincerely that tears came to his eyes.

Du Fang looked at him crying and felt a little sorry for him. He hesitantly raised the peanut candy and put it to his mouth.

Use your eyes to peek at the person's expression.

But that person's face was full of compassion, even his smile was exactly the same.

And the candy in my hand is indeed real candy, soft and sticky.

Just as he was about to throw the candy into his mouth to fulfill his father's last wish, suddenly, a sharp voice outside the door shouted: "Child, don't eat it, that man is not your father!"