Chapter 35: Entering Cangwu to see a corpse in the daytime
Onezawa is not very far from Cangwu County, and in just half a day, the chicken flew into the Cangwu realm.
Looking back, Onezawa and Cangwu County can be described as a world of ice and fire.
On one side, the sun is bright and the sky is high; on the other side, the clouds are shrouded in darkness, like a rainy day, and extremely gloomy.
Although it has already entered winter, there is sunshine over Onozawa, which makes people feel very warm and comfortable even in winter. But when entering Cangwu Realm, I feel waves of coldness entering my body, which makes people unbearable.
Keep trembling.
Fortunately, he and Mi Gu are both very strong, so this is not a problem for them at all.
Yuan Guan, Xiao Xiangxiang, and the chicks all have thick fur and feathers, so there is nothing to worry about.
Even so, Gongliang also wanted to use soft fur to make some clothes for himself and Migu. Firstly, he was afraid that the little ones would get cold. Secondly, when he came here, he had to follow the local customs, so as not to be different and make people feel weird.
Besides, it will definitely snow when we get here, so it’s better to prepare in advance.
So, he informed the chicken to find a place to rest and make some clothes.
The chicken clucked to show that it understood, and looked down, looking for a place to stay.
Although the Eastern Land is a prosperous place for the human race, it is only between cities. The rest of the land is covered with mountains and forests, just like a wild world. Unlike Gongliang's previous life, if you just glance at the map, there will be villages.
The little chicken followed Gongliang's instructions and scanned down with a pair of sharp bird eyes. Unfortunately, it was all dense jungle and there was no rocky hilltop to be found.
If you can't find it, you have to stop in the woods.
Generally speaking, it is best to choose to camp on the top of a rocky mountain.
Because you are on the mountain, you are not afraid of the snakes, insects and beasts in the forest, as well as the harassment of miasma and poisonous fog.
If there are swarms of mosquitoes in the woods, even though there are repellents available in Gongliang, the buzzing of mosquitoes outside all night will make people very impatient. Moreover, there is a miasma caused by decaying things in the forest.
The poisonous mist formed by inhaling and breathing various poisons. Although Gongliang has the Dragon Pearl and is not afraid of these, it is better to save some trouble.
Seeing that the chicken couldn't find a place to stay for a long time, Gongliang looked down to help him find it.
Suddenly, they noticed an old man on the hilltop in the distance waving to them from a distance.
Not knowing what the old man was going to do, Gongliang let the chicken fly down.
The chick now has the majestic power of its mother, the Golden-winged Dapeng. When it fell, the strong wind brought up blew sand and rocks, and the fallen leaves rolled wildly. The old man was not far away, and his clothes were blown by the strong wind, as if he was about to
Like being blown away.
Gongliang took Migu and Yuangunuan and they jumped down on his back, and the chickens fluttered their wings again.
Flying into the air, the little chicken looked down again, and suddenly felt that the old man was a little strange, so he hovered in the sky.
The old man raised his head and glanced, then greeted Gong Liang with a smile, "My little friend is traveling in a hurry. I don't know where I came from and where I want to go?"
"Young man came from the wilderness and wanted to visit the imperial capital of Dragon City. I saw an old man waving at the top earlier. I wonder where he came from?" Gong Liang asked respectfully.
"Ha ha ha ha"
The old man laughed twice and said, "The distinguished guest is coming from afar. How can we talk here? It's not too late to go to the humble house and drink a few glasses of wine before talking again." After saying this, he did not allow Gongliang to refuse, so he leaned on the roots of an old tree in the mountain.
He used the crutches he had to make to lead the way to a thatched hut in front of him.
Not far away, there is a thatched hut that has been built for an unknown period of time. The wooden pillars are rotten and crumbling, as if it will collapse at any time.
The thatch on the house was even grayer and rotten, and a strong rotten smell wafted out before even approaching.
There is a small courtyard in front of the hut, which was originally surrounded by a fence as high as half a man, but now it is completely rotten and has a clump of knee-high weeds growing there.
The old man led Gongliang and the others to sit on a relatively clean stone pier that had been cleared out in the courtyard, and then walked towards the thatched house.
The stone piers and stone tables are made of natural stones from the mountains. They are not smooth, and there is a little rest on your butt when you sit up.
Gong Liang looked at the stone table. There was a thick layer of dust on it. If it weren't for the old man's kindness, he really wanted to turn around and leave immediately.
After a while, the old man took two small pottery bowls from the house, took out a small jar of wine, went to the stone table, placed the pottery bowls, opened the seal on the wine jar, and a mellow aroma wafted out from the jar.
Gongliang smelled it and found that the wine tasted good.
"How about it? This wine is good! This is a good wine that has been buried in the ground for twenty years." The old man said while pouring the wine.
At this time, Gong Liang discovered that the old man was extremely thin. His hands were as dry as chicken claws with long nails. His face was mottled like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree and was completely black.
After the old man poured the wine, he picked up the pottery bowl and said, "Invite you, distinguished guests."
Gongliang politely picked up the pottery bowl and was about to drink, but he saw pieces of gray-white soil sticking to the bowl. There was even a hint of cold air coming from the pottery bowl, with an earthy smell, as if it was newly dug out of the ground.
, extremely cold and cold.
Gongliang was a bit of a germaphobe. How could he drink wine in such a pottery bowl? He couldn't help but put down the wine bowl.
When the old man saw Gongliang's look, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately smiled and said: "I'm really treating our distinguished guest so slowly that I forgot to take down the food and wine. Your distinguished guest, please wait a moment. I'll go and get it now."
The old man stood up and walked tremblingly towards the hut on crutches.
Within a moment, the old man took out two small pottery dishes from the house and placed them on the stone table.
Gongliang looked at the things on the plate and suddenly felt like vomiting. Migu hugged the daddy's neck and looked at the old man with his little mouth pouted, feeling that the old man was not a good person. Yuan Gungun quickly took Xiao Xiangxiang and hid behind Gongliang, and he also felt that the old man in front of him
strange.
"The mountains are simple and simple, and there is not much delicious food. There are only one or two wild animals. Please try them as a distinguished guest."
The old man first grabbed something from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth. It seemed to be really delicious. He closed his eyes so much in enjoyment that he didn't even notice a trace of pale juice flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
Among the two pottery dishes, one contained a squirming white insect, and the other contained a strange insect the size of a table tennis ball, like a round dragon louse.
Although Gongliang also eats bugs, they are fried or fried and eaten raw like this, which is really not flattering.
I felt that I couldn't stay in this place, so I quickly handed over to the old man and said, "Old man, I have to go on my way, so I'll take my leave first."
"Let's go, can you still leave?"
When the old man heard that he was about to leave, he suddenly had a stern look on his face, opened his mouth to reveal a pair of ferocious fangs, roared and grabbed Gongliang. His already long nails grew crazily, reaching half a meter in length in a moment.
It sounds slow, but changes happen in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Gongliang couldn't see anything unusual about the old man, and his heart moved slightly. The Xuanyuan Halberd appeared in his hand, and he was about to kill the old man.
Xiu Ran, the spirit of the beast appeared next to him, opened his mouth and roared wildly.
The old man seemed to be very afraid of Yaizhen. He was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, then turned around and ran towards the hut.
Yaizhen immediately swooped away, sank into the old man's body, grabbed a soul shadow, swallowed it in one gulp, and disappeared without a trace.
The old man still kept running wildly, but as his soul left his body, he immediately fell to the ground.
Seeing this situation, Gongliang was confused. From the changes in the old man just now, he also saw something strange. But it was certain that the old man was not a ghost, because he had a shadow and could appear during the day. What a ghost should do
Less than this.
Could it be a zombie? That's impossible. How can a zombie speak like a human being?
Is it some kind of monster?
The public conscience was puzzled, and walked towards the old man holding the Xuanyuan Halberd, wanting an answer.
When he got close, he kicked the old man face to the sky. Looking carefully, he saw that the old man was as dry as a corpse that had been buried in the ground for thousands of years. He then turned to look at the wine and insects on the table. They were all real.
Things don't come from changes.
After looking at it, he walked towards the hut.
The smell in the house was unpleasant, not only the smell of decay, but also the smell of corpses.
The walls inside were empty and there was nothing. However, there was a hole in the back of the hut, so Gongliang crawled into the hole.
Behind the house is a vegetable garden, but it is already abandoned and overgrown with weeds, and an old grave is hidden in it.
Gongliang walked to the old tomb. There was a stone tablet in front of the tomb, which read "Tomb of Cangwu Caiweng". Looking back, the round arch of the tomb was split from the middle, revealing a black coffin without a coffin board, and lying next to it.
There were two rotting corpses, with insects squirming on them, and there were one or two wild things on the stone table.
Thinking of the old man eating bugs with great relish, Gongliang felt sour water rising from his stomach, and he instantly vomited.
I vomited for a while and finally felt better.
It's so disgusting.
Until now, he still couldn't believe that he had encountered a zombie, and a talking zombie at that.
Looking at the two rotting corpses next to the coffin, he was really disgusted, so he released real fire and burned the coffin and the corpses completely.
Returning to the small courtyard in front, he set a fire again, burned the old man's body, the delicacies on the table, and the hut, and left the place.
He didn't want to stay in this miserable place for a moment.