The confusion fades away, and what remains is sudden and awakening.

Like clouds dispersing rain harvesting.

There is a black shadow that looks particularly narrow and long under the setting sun, flashing away.

Cheng Zhiyuan leaned under a crooked old tree covered with golden leaves, and there seemed to be the sound of horse hooves stomping in his ears.

But this was just a psychological effect. The carriage had disappeared. At that time, the Jingong carriage suddenly fell down and threw itself out of it.

Then a follower fell on the stone under the old tree with golden leaves and crooked neck, and his head was bleeding.

The crooked old tree looked like a cypress, and the stone looked like a sword, but it was much thicker. In the past, the stone looked so unique that Cheng Zhiyuan could not take this thing home to pickle pickles.

Well, he admitted that if pickled vegetables, this thing might be a little lighter.

“Where is this place?”

There was a piece of Cheng Zhiyuan's head that was covered in blood and blood. A tiny blood flowed on his face, paused, and was powerless after several breaths. It turned into a branded blood mark.

Yes, Li Taiyi’s nonsense was fulfilled at the beginning. Cheng Zhiyuan was not a fool. When he encountered such a thing, he naturally understood that he was cheated by that person.

The 1980s collector's edition in his hand had big problems.

And what that guy said to himself when he finally left was a good journey... I'm afraid he was referring to the white bone horse and the gold and copper chariot being pulled.

"This is being cheated..."

It was obvious that he had arrived in a wilderness place. Cheng Zhiyuan covered his head, endured the pain, and observed everything around him.

There are no obvious villages within the range visible to the naked eye. This seems to be a wasteland place, and there are no mountains in the distance. Perhaps it is because those areas are undulating hills?

This is just a guess. Now Cheng Zhiyuan understands that what he needs is calmness.

At this time, the sun hanging on the sky had begun to set westward. Under Cheng Zhiyuan's gaze, it sank into the other side of the sky at an incredible speed, as if it had lost the thing that fixed it and quickly fell to the end of the world.

Darkness swept over and covered the sky instantly.

Are there layers of clouds gathering in the sky?

It’s still clear during the day, but why can’t you see the stars at night?

This is abnormal and weird.

Cheng Zhiyuan had no food, and all his luggage and things did not follow him, only that watch was still worn on his wrist.

The dark and treacherous wind blew gently, and on the wasteland, there seemed to be something terrible, ready to move under the shadows.

The ticking sound was usually not noticed, but at this time, in this desolate field and under the big trees, it was heard particularly clearly, and it also brought a sense of horror.

It's like the countdown of your own life.

Cheng Zhiyuan felt a little thirsty, and the darkness around him seemed to be deeper, and a light flashed in the darkness...

Wait, light?

There are not even a village in all directions, and the stars are invisible. Where does the light come from?

Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly shuddered, and the feeling of sleepiness that had been confused and sleepy disappeared in an instant. All that was left was the fear that was like a ray of light on his back.

"It is said that there are wolves on the wasteland. Sometimes they come out to feed at night, and there are some unknown beasts..."

The source of the light is not their eyes, right?

He grabbed the surroundings in panic. Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly discovered that except for the branches of the crooked old tree, the only pickled stones around him that he had made a can of scoops.

Well, the branches were probably interrupted in two strokes, so it would be better to use stones.

Cheng Zhiyuan also thought of drilling wood to make fire, or hitting stones to burst into Mars, but obviously, something in the dark did not want to give him time to raise fire and illuminate it.

It was buzzing, and ghosts and monsters were all buzzing.

The light appeared again, but this time, it was narrow and long.

That is not the eyes of some creature.

A terrible feeling that was about the danger of life came to my heart. Cheng Zhiyuan didn't care about the pain in his forehead and immediately stood up, waved the pickled stone in his hand like a sword-like body toward the surroundings, and made a few sounds of wind.

However, after all, his physical strength was a little weak, and as this fear deepened, his hands and legs were also shaking.

All the barriers to life and death depend only on a moment.

Cheng Zhiyuan looked ahead and appeared in the dark. It was a "person" with distorted actions but extremely fast steps!

No, is that really a human being? Will someone wrap themselves in a dark shroud?

The black, sticky and tattered cloth is layer by layer, wrapping the body so tightly that it is airtight.

No eyes and nose.

The corpse man still carries...

The light emitted before was the sword in the hand of the corpse man!

A strange and straight murderous intent appeared, and Cheng Zhiyuan's hair was standing upside down, and he was in great horror!

What is this? Ghost? Zombie? Or...

The swallow's nest is in the evening, at the critical moment of life and death!

The danger has been fulfilled, and the so-called crow will always be able to act.

The corpse-wrapped man who was twistingly jumped and in an instant, he rushed to Cheng Zhiyuan from at least ten meters away!

The wind blew across the earth, and snakes sounded in the abyss!

His body is still low, like a hideous hyena, or like a terrifying wolf spider!

The great horror has already hit the head, and it will not give mortals a chance to breathe!

Cheng Zhiyuan's hair exploded!

"Get out!"

The pickled stone slapped the front, but the sword light of the corpse-wrapped man tapped the stone, directly cutting a bloody gap on Cheng Zhiyuan's shoulder!

The rusty iron instruments and flesh stirred, and they were like lovers in love. The tip of the sword and the blood bones were separated when they touched, and they were like cloth being torn apart, bringing a bright red ribbon.

Blood shot out!

Cheng Zhiyuan's head was hit by a heavy hammer, and he was stunned for a moment.

Blood!

Blood!

"ah!"

His hands suddenly covered his shoulders, and his fear suddenly filled his heart!

That is a capital letter "death"!

The body of the corpse man went over Cheng Zhiyuan's head, as if he had no weight. He flipped over and landed on the ground six meters away. Then, the body rotated 180 degrees, turned the tip of the sword, and killed it again!

His speed was not to an unacceptable level. He was barely within the limit of the naked eye. It was just that his distorted movements aggravated people's fear, just like a warrior who was always in the 400-meter armed obstacle course.

This is the limit of human beings.

This time, Cheng Zhiyuan fell down while staggering, and the corpse-wrapped Cheng Zhiyuan's back again. Fortunately, it was not very deep and had not reached the point of seeing the bones.

But blood still shot out, surpassing the spring of Baotu.

Cheng Zhiyuan's body rolled under the crooked old tree, and it was heartbreaking, but in fact, injuries of this level were more shocked than pain at the moment of injury.

The corpse-wrapped chase after him, swung his sword suddenly, and rushed out in an extremely twisted and weird posture.

That is not an action that humans can do, it is truly like a ghost.

Terror swept through, and oppression was born in the dark, but equally, with oppression, there was resistance.

If a dog is anxious, he will jump over the wall, and if a rabbit is angry, he will bite a tiger, let alone a human?

Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes were covered with blood, almost biting his teeth!

"You dog thing!"

The danger stimulated the nerves, and the qi and blood stimulated the beastly nature. As soon as Cheng Zhiyuan got up, the sword edge of the corpse man slashed over again!

Blood and energy rushed straight into the head and rushed out of the heavenly spirit. At this critical moment of life and death, human potential will explode significantly in an instant.

His body suddenly fell, and the sword slashed directly, not hitting his body, but slashed into the crooked old tree!

Cheng Zhiyuan's brain was congested at this time and his body was dyed blood red. He waved the pickled stone and smashed it to the head of the corpse!

It’s not something that dies together, but asks you to die!

Bang!

This made the corpse man's head open, but the scoundrel sunken, but no blood was splattered. Instead, the corpse man had already pulled out the sword from the trunk and did not take it back, and just slashed it!

The barks were flying, and this sword was about to cut Cheng Zhiyuan into two pieces in half!

Dangerous, evil light!

cut!
To be continued...