Wild boar

Chapter 342: Gleeful Fire
After quietly watching Li Yunzhen finish her meal, Zhu Zishan said, "I'm going to take care of this old guy's funeral affairs."

However, as soon as Zhu Zishan stood up, Li Yunzhen grabbed the corner of Zhu Zishan's clothes, her eyes filled with tears, unwilling to let him leave.

This is after being frightened, I relied on myself.

Zhu Zishan pondered for a moment.

"I'm not leaving here."

Li Yunzhen nodded and then put down Zhu Zishan's clothes.

Zhu Zishan picked up the half-dead Song Jiaolong and shoved it into the passage. As expected, Song Jiaolong got stuck.

Then Zhu Zishan exerted his strength.

Plop.

Song Jiaolong passed through the passage, his body scraped with blood and flesh.

Zhu Zishan raised his right hand, and green ghost fire was already burning on his fingertips.

Will-o'-the-wisp.

During the Qi training period, Zhu Zishan has never practiced the spells that monks of the Ghost Control Dao need to master. He has too many Dao techniques and must make choices.

However, after reaching the Shentai realm and mastering Yuan Shen's spellcasting, these first- and second-level minor spells can be easily practiced. It only took Zhu Zishan a while to master them all.

Nowadays, even Wei Jiyuan, who specializes in magic in Baibao, has far less magic than Zhu Zishan.

A flick of the finger.

The green will-o'-the-wisp ignited Song Jiaolong's body.

The cave under the cave reflected bursts of green light.

Zhu Zishan stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the burning corpses under the entrance and looking silently.

Song Jiaolong is a mortal.

A treacherous and philistine mortal who lives in Shangnu City all year round. Although this kind of person is weak, his memory is engraved with the way of survival of the little people.

These detailed memories and experience in dealing with things are urgently needed for Zhu Zishan, an outsider.

After a moment.

Song Jiaolong turned into ashes, and his soul and body no longer existed.

Zhu Zishan turned his head and looked at the fire oil insect lying in the insect cage.

This fist-sized fire oil insect was weak, as if it had expired.

After Zhu Zishan pondered for a while, he opened the iron pot on the stove, took out the tar balls from the stove with the steel knife on the stove, and then put them into the insect cage.

The fist-sized fire bugs in the insect cage smelled the smell of tar, pounced on the tar balls and gulped them down.

The fire bug quickly ate the tar balls equivalent to half of his body.

hum hum...

The fire bug started fluttering in the cage. It was still not satisfied and clamored for more tar.

"Let me do it."

Li Yunzhen very obediently took the dagger from Zhu Zishan's hand and found the oil-filled insect shell in the corner of the cave.

After a moment.

Li Yunzhen scraped out a tar ball the size of a fist, which was almost the same size as a fire beetle.Zhu Zishan took the tar ball and put it into the insect cage.

When the fire beetle eats more tar than its own volume.

Its tail trembled slightly and ignited an orange-red flame.

The light source of Fengdu City comes from the flowing underground magma, so the light source of Shangnu City comes from the fire oil insects.

The fire oil bugs swallowed the underground tar and emitted orange-red fire, bringing infinite light and vitality to Shangnv City. However, the light and heat emitted by the fire oil beetles were not as good as the underground fire magma, so only ferns could grow in Shangnv City.

"Brother, are you still leaving?" Li Yunzhen asked.

"Nonsense! If a man has ambitions all over the world, why not travel far away?"

"Am I alone again?"

"You can come with me." After Zhu Zishan finished speaking, he walked directly out of Li Yunzhen's cave.

After searching Song Jiaolong's memory, Zhu Zishan knew that wearing this military uniform would not make people feel out of place, because all monks in the god training stage wore this way.

In Shangnu City, all mortals wear insect skins. The wealthy Qi-training monks and Gang-training monks like to wear metal outer armor, while the God-training monks usually wear satin or cotton clothes. Only a few poor God-training monks do so. Wear metal armor.

However, it is unique for monks in the god-training stage to wear insect skin, but it attracts attention in vain.

"Brother Zhu, where are we going now?" Li Yunzhen asked after him.

"I'm going to go shopping and change some things." Zhu Zishan said without looking back.

"That's not Fangshi over there." Li Yunzhen said.

"I know."

The insect clouds composed of fire oil insects above the head were flying and circling, illuminating the entire Shangnv City. Although this light was far inferior to sunlight, it was enough to dye Shangnv City with a faint light red.

Zhu Zishan took Li Yunzhen several miles away and came to the entrance of a cave.

There are two strong young men at the entrance of the cave. They have exposed muscles and are dressed in special clothes.

"Mom heard that there was a smoky atmosphere there and never let us go there." Li Yunzhen said, pulling on the corner of Zhu Zishan's clothes.

"Oh... Then you must come in with me and get to know him better." Zhu Zishan took Li Yunzhen's little hand and rushed in.

When the two gatekeepers saw Zhu Zishan wearing a warrior uniform made of fine silk and satin, they knew that he had an extraordinary status and respectfully stepped away.

Drilling into the hole, there is a straight artificial tunnel inside. There are fire oil bugs on both sides of the tunnel. The glowing fire oil insects are like a row of neon lights.

The mortals in the corridor who were wearing extremely revealing insect skins were all horrified when they saw the majestic Zhu Zishan and the silk and satin he was wearing. They all retreated to the wall, wishing they could rub themselves into the wall.

Zhu Zishan naturally ignored these fallen mortals. He took the little girl Li Yunzhen through the tunnel and entered a medium-sized cave that could accommodate hundreds of people.

puff!
On the protruding rocks in the center of the cave, there are three scantily clad women performing a public performance of breathing flames from their mouths. The raging fire spurted out for more than a foot...

"it is good!"

The onlookers applauded one after another.

The men and women in the cave exchange cups for cups and drink from them. The contents in the cup have a strong smell of gasoline, which is an extract of underground tar called Fiery Glycol.

Drinking this substance will make you dizzy, nauseated, and weak at first, but once you drink it three or more times in a row, your body will adapt and you will become addicted.

Addicts will suffer from vomiting and diarrhea if they don't drink for one day, and may even feel as if they're dead. Only by taking a sip every day can they return to normal, but this so-called normality is also temporary.

Although Fire Glycol is a recreational drink, it is extremely toxic. Once you drink too much, you will go blind. If you don't know how to control your drinking after losing your sight, you will soon suffer from intestinal rupture, convulsions and death...

(End of this chapter)