I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 138 Donkey Meat
"I saw something on the fourth floor. There is a big problem with this ship. Hua... Hua Wanli... is dead, he is dead..."

Seeing Hua Wanli, the conversation just now flashed through Zhang Jun's mind.

Hua Wanli is dead.

If what that man said was true, who was Hua Wanli standing in front of him?
After this question flashed through his mind for a second, the expression on Zhang Jun's face remained unchanged. He just looked back at the carnival world behind him: "Brother Wan, who are these people below the cabin..."

When others ask questions that he doesn't want to answer, Zhang Jun's strategy is to throw another question to the other party.

"Just a bunch of humble ants."

Hua Wanli followed his gaze, and there was a flash of contempt in his eyes for those ignorant guys below.

"Let's go, Junior Brother Zhao, there is nothing but barbarism, ignorance, and stupidity down there."

"Ah."

Zhang Jun nodded, turned around and followed Hua Wanli.

The two walked onto the deck one after the other.

The carnival above is still going on, and the ferry's hull is larger than before. More abundant resources and treasures are simply inexhaustible for everyone to squander.

Zhang Jun glanced at Hua Wanli from the corner of his eye.

Seeing the calm expression on his face, as if he was not surprised by this, I became even more certain that this guy was not Hua Wanli himself.

Maybe the real Hua Wanli is dead.

So who is this person in front of me?
Zhang Jun couldn't help but frowned when he thought of the blurry shadows he saw behind General Wang and the others.

After Hua Wanli appeared, Yuxianglian, Aman, Han Yu, and Linglong Fairy also immediately approached. Everyone looked at each other and then came to Yuxianglian's cabin.

Just waiting to close the hatch, Aman asked impatiently.

"Junior Brother Hua, have you discovered anything?"

It was Yu Xianglian's idea to let Hua Wanli and the others take the opportunity to investigate. Seeing him come back now, they naturally wanted to ask clearly.

"Where's Senior Brother Long, why didn't I come back with you?"

Han Yu frowned and asked.

Hua Wanli shook his head: "We got separated when we reached the fourth floor. I haven't seen him since then. Has he not come up yet?"

When Han Yu heard this, his face suddenly turned cold: "That's nonsense. How big is the space down there, and you can still get separated?"

As he said that, Han Yu put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, obviously not believing Hua Wanli's lies at all.

This move immediately made Aman on the side look unhappy: "What's going on? No one is bullying us. If you want to do it, it's just the two of you?"

"Everyone, we are all grasshoppers in the same boat. If we have a falling out, we may die here in the end. Don't forget, those people who fought against us before may be the previous contestants."

Yu Xianglian's reminder made everyone calm down temporarily.

Hua Wanli saw this and explained: "It's true, the space below the ferry is larger than the space above. The third floor is full of ship slaves, but the fourth floor is a very large prison. Senior Brother Long and I People also got separated on the fourth floor.”

"So what's locked down on the fourth floor?"

Zhang Jun asked.

"one person!"

Hua Wanli's expression gradually became serious: "To be precise, it's the other half of Du Mu's soul, the owner of this ferry."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised.

"Speak clearly!" Aman motioned to Hua Wanli to continue.

Hua Wanli took a sip of water to calm everyone down, and with a serious expression said something that was even more unexpected for them: "Actually, there is no other shore at all."

"What did you say? There is no other shore?"

Hua Wanli nodded: "Yes, haven't you heard of the saying that there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering? The sea of ​​suffering has no boundaries, so how can there be another shore?"

Zhang Jun and others suddenly fell silent when they heard this. They had all heard this sentence and even knew it in their hearts. But now the task given to them is to find the other side. Saying this at this time only messes up everyone's mentality.

"So, aren't we going to be trapped here forever? Damn it!"

Aman was already starting to get a little frustrated.

Hua Wanli signaled Aman to calm down, and he continued: "The guy in the dungeon, he told me that the ferry seemed to be moving forward, but in fact it was always spinning in place, because the real other side was with Du Mu.

As the owner of the ferry, Du Mu is the key to the other side. Du Mu actually realized this a long time ago, but instead he imprisoned the other half of his soul and was unwilling to let himself be fulfilled. "

"why!!"

People don't understand.

Hua Wanli spread his hands: "I don't know the reason. I asked the same question at the time, and the other half of Du Mu's soul only said one sentence."

"If there is a hole, fill it up and make me content."

For a while, everyone fell into silence.

Zhang Jun lowered his head and said nothing, just thinking about the purpose of Hua Wanli's telling this information.

After a moment, Fairy Linglong suddenly raised her head: "I probably understand."

Everyone looked at her.

"If there are holes, fill them up and make me content. This is an irony, because holes are human desires. If you fill up one hole, there will be a second one and a third one. You can never be satisfied. If you are not satisfied, you will never be satisfied." Don’t even think about escaping from the sea of ​​suffering, so if you want to find the other side, you must let Du Mu achieve perfection. This competition is about saving others as well as yourself.”

"In this case, it's easy to handle. Wouldn't it be nice to just release the soul in the dungeon and let him reach Consummation?" Aman said.

"It's not that easy."

Hua Wanli shook his head: "If you want Du Mu's soul to merge into one, you must get the sword in Du Mu's hand, which is the key to the dungeon, but the problem is that only Du Mu himself can pull the sword out of the scabbard. , If you want to use force, I'm afraid it won't work. Once Du Mu senses the danger, he may quickly become corrupted, and then the entire ferry will fall into huge chaos."

Everyone fell into silence for a moment, and couldn't help but think of the strange figures staring at them when Du Mu devoured the captain of the other ferry just now.

"No matter what, you have to give it a try. It's better than being stuck here to death." Han Yu said.

No one responded to him.

Because this operation is very difficult and cannot be solved simply by relying on force, because until now, they and Du Mu are still on the same rope. Once Du Mu dies or he refuses to cooperate, the entire ferry may be directly destroyed. If it sinks, everyone will be doomed.

"So, we can only wait until the next time Du Mu draws his sword to take action?"

"It seems that this is the only way to go."

For the moment, everyone had no other option but to think of another countermeasure.

"Bang bang bang..."

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Everyone looked at each other, Zhang Jun stood up and opened the door.

It's Commander Wang.

Seeing Zhang Jun open the door, Commander Wang's face showed joy: "Mr. Du wants to invite Mr. upstairs, saying that he has something to ask Mr. Sir." "Okay, I understand."

Zhang Jun nodded and motioned to Mr. Wang to go ahead and he would go there later.

"I'll go take a look first. Maybe there are other ways."

"Okay! Be careful in everything." Yu Xianglian told Zhang Jun.

"Ok!"

Zhang Jun opened the door and walked out. This time, he didn't need anyone else to lead him. Zhang Jun reached the second floor of the tail building with ease.

It was obvious that Du Mu was in a very good mood. When he saw Zhang Jun coming, he immediately pulled him enthusiastically and stared directly at Zhang Jun with a burning feeling in his eyes.

"Sir, come quickly, I have a treasure for you."

With that said, he pulled Zhang Jun inside, passed through the door, and saw an exquisite stone table in front of him.

After taking a closer look, it turned out to be a table, but the middle of the table was hollowed out, and a large iron pot was placed with hot soup in it. There was a stove with a strong fire underneath.

Zhang Jun looked at the table in front of him and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Isn't this a pot stove?"

"The earthen pot stove?"

"Yes, we have this in my hometown. When the meat is stewed, batter is applied to the edge of the pot. When the meat is cooked, the batter is baked into pancakes."

"Wonderful!!"

Du Mu's eyes lit up when he heard this. Ever since he had hot pot, he had made such a table. He didn't expect that there was an alternative way to eat it.

"Will sir do it?"

Du Mu stared at Zhang Jun with bright eyes.

"Well, it's not difficult."

I don’t have the seasonings for stew in an iron pot, but the hot pot base is enough. Anyway, the principle is similar. As a cook with two knives, I should have no problem.

"Hahaha, that's good, that's good."

Du Mu was overjoyed when he heard this and pulled Zhang Jun to sit down, only to see a donkey being pulled out from the side.

The donkey was fixed on a special frame and howled loudly.

In order not to affect the appetite, they even used a screen to cover it up.

When Zhang Jun saw this, he saw that the executioner on the side had begun to sharpen his knife, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

At this time, Du Mu pointed to the deck outside the window.

"I'm going to make a very big pot here. When the time comes, everyone will come to participate in this feast. When the time comes, please sir, be the chef of this feast."

"Oh, no problem."

Zhang Jun thought it was something important, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

But how big of a pot should we make? ?

At this time, he looked at Du Mu's sword hanging on the wall out of the corner of his eye. At this time, Zhang Jun suddenly noticed that there was a dark red question mark on the sword.

He looked around and felt that his energy was suddenly consumed a lot, and he felt a little dizzy, but at the same time he also saw the information about the sword.

[Right Heart Sword]: Special item (pollution)
This is not only the key to control the ferry, but also a status symbol for the ferry owner.

The person holding this sword can become the new owner of the ferry as long as he is truly recognized by the ferry.

But the premise is that you must pull out this sword.

Currently, this sword is contaminated by a special power. Only those with good intentions and contentment can break through the pollution and become the true master of this sword.

[Mission: Inner Perfection]

Mission Difficulty: ? ?

mission rewards:? ? ?
Zhang Jun looked at the information on the sword. Not only was his heart moved, he pretended to be curious and asked: "Sir, this sword looks very extraordinary. Can you lend it to me?"

When Du Mu heard this, he didn't think much and directly took off the sword and handed it to Zhang Jun.

Looking at the sword that was obtained so easily, Zhang Jun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He took the sword and saw the words "righteousness and haoran" written clearly on the scabbard.

"This is the sword my father gave me when I left home."

Du Mu gently stroked the scabbard with his palm, his eyes showing longing.

"Oh, then you must miss home very much."

"Family!"

Du Mu looked a little lost and stared at the scabbard: "I don't remember. There seems to be no impression of home in my impression. I only remember that there was a peach at the door, but I haven't tasted the taste of a peach for a long, long time." Already..."

I saw Du Mu looking in a daze.

When Zhang Jun saw this, he didn't wake him up. He just held the hilt of the sword and tried to pull it out.

However, just as Hua Wanli said, when he tried to pull it out, the sword blade did not move at all.

Could it be that only Du Mu himself could pull out this sword?
"咴儿~~"

Suddenly, a sharp donkey brayed, interrupting Du Mu's thoughts. Seeing Zhang Jun's hand holding the sword hilt, trying to draw the sword, Du Mu's expression suddenly changed, and he took the sword back.

"You can't pull out this sword."

Seeing Du Mu's gloomy look, Zhang Jun's heart sank. After feeling the coldness in Du Mu's unkind eyes, Zhang Jun's expression did not change and he still said with a smile: "Sorry, I just wanted to take a look at this." The grace of a sword.”

Du Mu squinted and looked at Zhang Jun's face. In addition to the screams of donkeys, the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

But soon, Du Mu calmed down the gloomy expression on his face and hung up the sword again: "Now you have seen it."

As he said that, he turned around and looked at Zhang Jun: "I hope you will show off all your cooking skills tomorrow night. I want to give everyone an amazing gift."

Du Mu turned around as quickly as he could flip through a book. He really taught Zhang Jun a lesson and said, "Okay, no problem, I'll prepare now."

Zhang Jun didn't want to stay here any longer, especially the donkey's screams, which made his ears hurt, let alone stay to enjoy it.

"Well, I originally wanted you to stay and taste this dish." Du Mu said with a hint of regret.

"Next time, definitely next time." Zhang Jun nodded, stood up and left.

After Zhang Jun left, a plate of bloody meat slices was brought to the table.

Seeing the wisps of steam rising from the meat slices, Du Mu had a look of obsession on his face: "What a pity, sir, I can't taste such delicious food."

Du Mu picked up the chopsticks, rinsed the meat slices in the boiling water in front of him for a few times, waited until the meat slices changed color, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

After a while, all the meat on the plate was eaten.

Du Mu looked like he was still unsatisfied. He drank a few more cups of turbid wine. His eyes were hazy and he looked through the screen. He might have drunk too much and was a little drunk. The shadow of the donkey gradually became distorted. For a while, Du Mu also I can't tell whether it's a human or a donkey.
(End of this chapter)