Chapter 249

The Infernal Hell was quiet, so quiet that it made people exceptionally flustered. The thick walls of volcanic rock blocked their view from the outside and the ongoing torture from the inside, making the unknown even more terrifying, and the unknown being the terror itself.

They walked through an endlessly long stone corridor with a row of soul lamps hanging on both sides of the stone wall. The candle flames flickered, casting pieces of ghostly shadows on the ground, and constantly extending forward, as if guiding them into the endless darkness.

Fan Wu She's panting became increasingly gruff. Finally, he had to stop and lean his back against the wall, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.

"How are you doing?" Xie Bi An looked at him worriedly.

Fan Wu She hung his head. After a long time, he took out something from his pocket and handed it over.

Xie Bi An opened his palm hesitantly. When Fan Wu She let go of his hold, a jade talisman fell into his palm.

The Xuanyuan Heavenly Secret Talisman!

Xie Bi An was pale with fear, as if the thing in his hand was not a warm and cool jade, but a red-hot soldering iron. He nearly threw that object out.

"Big brother, listen to me." Fan Wu She lifted his head. The whites of his eyes were being invaded and occupied by the black death aura, "I can't put it on my body anymore. This place evokes many ... memories for me. It's tempting me to take revenge. I'm afraid of losing control."

Xie Bi An clutched the Heavenly Secret Talisman tremblingly: "If you can't control it, don't go any further. Wait for me here."

Fan Wu She shook his head: "You can't deal with those 'things'. I won't let you walk into the Infernal Hell alone."

"If you lose control, wouldn't that be counterproductive?" Xie Bi An could see that on this journey, Fan Wu She was always restraining his fear and hatred. Anyone who was tortured for a hundred years would turn into a fierce ghost with the deepest resentment. Despite Fan Wu She having been reincarnated as a human, the anger and resentment engraved in the depths of his soul could not disappear as long as the memory was not obliterated. He would naturally keep remembering when he returned to his former haunts.

Fan Wu She gazed at Xie Bi An, gently pulled his arm, wrapped his own palm around his fist, and felt the power of the Heavenly Secret Talisman through the vivid skeleton and warm skin texture, as if with this barrier, the spiritual pressure of the Heavenly Secret Talisman was not so aggressive: "Big brother, as I said, you are my inner demon, but you are also my antidote."

"... What does that mean?"

Fan Wu She brought his hand up to his lips and kissed it: "You can induce all my evil thoughts and also give me true peace of mind. Big brother, everything I have is in you. Do you understand?”

Under that kind of absolute sincere, frank gaze that released infinite deep love, Xie Bi An couldn't help but want to retreat, but Fan Wu She pulled his hand and wouldn't let go, obviously seeking redemption.

Xie Bi An sighed and said, "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to save me." Fan Wu She said in a trembling voice, "Only you can save me."

"I can't save you. Haven't you realized? In my past and present life, all the people I wanted to save, my most important people, even including myself, are dead." Xie Bi An's pupils were gloomy, "But I’m still, I’m still not resigning. As long as one breath remains, I always have to try."

"There's still me. You can still save me." Fan Wu She took the opportunity to hug Xie Bi An, and let out a depressing, weak cry from his chest, "Save me, big brother. Only you can save me in this world."

Xie Bi An gasped and was at a loss for a moment.

This sentence "you can still save me" was like a sword stabbing straight into a chaotic fog. A ray of light suddenly leaked in from this place. Even if it was only a very weak light, it still tenaciously wanted to light up the surroundings.

"I just want a little bit of your goodness, and that’s enough. Like how you held my hand just now. If you can smile at me again..." Fan Wu She felt his internal organs tearing with pain, "I really missed you so much. I missed you every day and every moment. If I didn’t think about you, how could I have survived those hundred years?" Since that moment he stepped into the Infernal Hell, all the ultimate pain and despair that he desperately wanted to forget came one after another. He seemed to feel the intense pain of endless cruel torture on his body, as well as the yearning of not knowing if he could see his big brother again. It was too painful. Every fragment of memory here contained poison and was soaked with bitterness. Life was worse than death. Death was worse than life. Life and death were cast away, and endless torture remained.

"Big brother, I know I'm wrong. Don't hate me anymore, okay?" He cried.

Xie Bi An's eye sockets burned without him knowing, and he was on the verge of shedding tears.

Perhaps Fan Wu She was right about this point. He was afraid that he was really the only one who could save him. In this cruel cycle of karma and reincarnation that spanned two lives, they switched back and forth between the identity of the perpetrator and the identity of the victim, and it might not matter what the truth was long ago, because the truth did not save anyone.

Xie Bi An felt the strong arm that held him, and the dependence that was the opposite of that strength. There was extreme pain and anxiety for a short while. Any love and hate were confused and difficult to distinguish at this moment. He was only attracted by that sentence from Fan Wu She ---- "you can still save me".

He also needed to be saved. He needed to save himself by saving others. It's just that this person holding him tightly had taught him too many unforgettable lessons. Are these compromises, these displays of weakness, and this repentance a premeditated pretense?

He was afraid of this person. From that day the Supreme Demon returned in Wuji Palace, in Zhengji Hall, in that duel of irreconcilable adversaries, in the days and nights of mutual torture afterwards, fear was deeply rooted in his heart and could not be removed.

A dragging sound of a chain on the partitioned wall pulled their thoughts back to reality.

The two of them were instantly alerted. Xie Bi An pushed Fan Wu She away. He concealed his expression by turning his face away. He was clutching the Heavenly Secret Talisman in his hand and said, "Then leave it here with me."

"It's 'him' ..."

"Who?"

Fan Wu She lifted his head. His gaze completely changed from an injured and begging little beast to a cruel hunter. He pulled Xie Bi An, walked forward by following the sound, and soon turned and entered into a stone room with bloody torture instruments hanging on all four walls. This was a torture room.

The candle flame in the torture room was dull, only shining a halo of light in a limited area. The invisible corners were hidden in the darkness, but they both knew that there was something in that darkness.

The chains rattled again. Something in the darkness wavered for a moment, and then leaned toward them slowly, accompanied by the sound of several strings of chains dragging on the ground, which made a person’s scalp tingle.

Xie Bi An drew out his Junlan sword and watched unblinkingly as something huge came out of the darkness.

Fan Wu She's gaze was cold to the core. His hands were behind his back, wringing his fingers around each other and making a crackling sound.

It was a ghost, but not an ordinary ghost. He was as tall as two people, extremely obese, with layers of flesh stacked on his body, and a huge bloated belly that almost dropped to the ground. His face was so fat that his features couldn’t be seen clearly, like melting into a ball of paste. His neck, limbs and waist were tied with long, thigh-thick iron chains, dragging on the ground, letting out a horrifying sound with every step.

Xie Bi An vaguely guessed what was in front of him.

"Brought it?" That big ghost turned his thick fat neck, looking for the ghost next to the "Yin servants", but was unsuccessful. Although he was as fat as a hill, his voice had no bloated feeling.

He was the execution officer of Hell.

Saying he’s an “officer”, when in fact there was no real authority. The only thing they had to do was to punish the prisoners in Hell, but only the prisoners in infernal Hell are worthy to have an "officer". The other Hells were mostly rotated by the Yin servants.

The execution officer of the Infernal Hell was a frightening existence for the ghosts. Not only did they have a profound cultivation and long-term immersion in strong resentment, but each was also brutal, bloodthirsty, and knew how to torture ghosts.

He remembered Zhong Kui also said that the execution officers in the Infernal Hell all grew up to be fat, because after they dug up the cores, extracted the bones, skinned, pulled the tendons, and tortured the utmost of those who served the sentence, those people always recovered to meet the next round of torture. Most of the people who entered the Infernal Hell had profound cultivation in order to cause a great disaster. The golden cores, flesh, and bones that fell from them were great tonics. The execution officer eats them for years, which greatly improved their cultivation, and most of them became giants from eating it.

Xie Bi An felt revolted at the thought of how many ghosts’ limbs they had eaten to take on this bloated form. He waved the official document with a cold face: "Retrieving someone."

"Why run into the torture room to retrieve someone?" The execution officer was about to retreat into the darkness.

Fan Wu She took a step forward and suddenly called out, "Qi Mo Ke, do you still remember me?" He took off the mask of a Yin servant and revealed a stunningly beautiful face.

Qi Mo Ke looked at Fan Wu She suspiciously for a long time. It was dark in the room. He had to get close before he could finally see Fan Wu She’s face clearly. After a short period of astonishment, he suddenly shook the fats on his body and stepped back in horror. This step shook the whole room three times, and the chain made an ear-piercing, dragging sound.

"You ... you ..."

"I said I would come back. I said I would take revenge. I said I would tear you guys to pieces bit by bit." Fan Wu She’s whole body was surrounded by the black death aura. He smiled while revealing a mouthful of white sharp teeth. His eyes were brewing with blood and ruthlessness. His face was sinister to the extreme!

"My immortal bones and spiritual flesh have fattened up many execution officers in the Infernal Hell." Fan Wu She stared at Qi Mo Ke in a sinister manner, "I want you guys to return all of it."

"I was following orders, following orders!" Qi Mo Ke shouted in a trembling voice, "Your Holiness, in this Infernal Hell, I had no choice ah." Ever since they heard that the Supreme Demon of a hundred years ago not only didn't enter the Hell Path, but was reborn as a human instead. That he even seized back the Xuanyuan Heavenly Secret Talisman, and killed his way back to the Underworld, there was not a day when they didn’t worry, and that day finally came.

The Supreme Demon was back. Back then, that Supreme Demon who was arrogantly shouting how to give a tooth for a tooth* when he was being punished, really came back.

 

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give a tooth for a tooth*[以牙还牙]----whatever you’re given, you pay back the same amount. answer blows with blows;   eye for eye;   give as good as one gets;   measure for measure;

 

Edited on 24 June 21 (Emzie)

 

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