Under the blue sky and white sun, deep in the mountains and dense forests, a team of six people marched cautiously until a dark body stopped their steps.
"You, come forward and take a look." The leader of the team is a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with dark skin and a tall build. He looks like a man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life.
"Yes, Captain." At the end of the team was a small man, at least fifteen or sixteen years old, not yet fully grown. Hearing the big man's instructions, he quickly dropped the tiger head he was holding, which was two heads taller than him.
The gun flew away.
"how?"
Behind the little man, the middle-aged man held a long sword and asked eagerly.
"Dead, my lord."
"Damn, that's nonsense." The middle-aged man suddenly became furious, "How can he still be alive in such a horrible state? I'm asking him if he has anything valuable on him."
"No, the clothes are all torn into pieces, not even a copper coin was found."
"You damn poor guy." The middle-aged man cursed, walked up to the little man in two or three steps, leaned over and looked at the body on the ground, frowned and said, "It's really strange, how could he die in this place?"
?In front is the death pit where the two armies are fighting. Look at his clothes, he doesn’t look like a man in the army at all! And the surrounding area seems to have experienced an explosion not long ago, but why can’t I even smell a little bit of sparks?
Not yet?"
The middle-aged man kicked his motionless body twice like he was angry, and turned around to leave. However, he suddenly stopped at the next moment; at this moment, he clearly heard two coughs!
"what sound?"
He turned around suddenly and saw the body on the ground sitting up!
"damn you!"
The middle-aged man's complexion suddenly changed, and he subconsciously kicked his body up.
"Boom!"
The body fell to the ground with a sound, facing up to the sky.
"It belongs to your grandma." The middle-aged man slapped the little man with his backhand, "Didn't you say he is dead?"
"He is dead. I took a breath and found that he is indeed out of breath." The little man covered his face with a look of grievance.
"You can still get up after you're dead? Are you kidding me?" The big man slapped the little man again, causing him to fall to the ground with tears in his eyes.
"This guy is really tenacious." The middle-aged man squatted down and personally tried to breathe into the body. He finally felt relieved and cursed repeatedly: "You dare to struggle, but you will survive." He had a cruel look on his face.
Then, he kicked the person who was considered dead on the ground with both feet.
He just lost face in front of his subordinates, and he felt very unhappy.
"Ahem"
"Fuck you!" The middle-aged man's legs were so weak that he slumped to the ground. The deceased... actually sat up again!
"Be good!" The little man took two steps back, pointed at the deceased, and was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth and said hesitantly: "Commander, look, I really didn't lie to you."
"Idiot, I lied to your mother, why don't you run away." The middle-aged man rolled around without looking back.
"Captain" the little man shouted from behind. When he turned around, he saw that the other four companions had already thrown off their armor and fled towards the direction of the commander one by one.
All ran away!
The little man hesitated for a moment, and was about to follow the team when he happened to catch a glimpse of the tiger-headed spear thrown on the ground. His heart tightened, and he hurried over to pick up the spear, and then ran with difficulty...
I don't know how long it took, but the middle-aged man who was called the corps commander was really out of strength. He pinched his waist and panted heavily, leaning against a crooked tree with his tongue hanging out, like a mangy dog.
A subordinate of the "Wood Commander" came forward and handed the kettle respectfully.
"Bang, bang, bang."
The middle-aged man took two swigs, wiped his mouth, and clutched his chest with one hand, still in shock.
"Commander, are you still running?" A subordinate asked with his head stretched out.
"Snapped!"
The kettle hit the subordinate on the head.
"Run away, sir." The middle-aged man panted and cursed angrily: "You see me like this, can I still run? I won't run away, I won't run away even if I say nothing."
"Captain, it's not good." Someone shouted in shock. The middle-aged man trembled violently, dropped the kettle to the ground, and yelled: "What's wrong? Is a dead body chasing you?"
"No, Captain, Xiao Jiang is missing."
"Get out of here, it's such a big deal." The middle-aged man pretended to be calm, patted his armor, looked around, and said loudly: "Xiao Jiang is so thin and dull, he will drag us down sooner or later. I really hope that he will be killed by that dead body.
Even if you eat it, it will be troublesome to live. However, it is still a bit of a pity to lose a cannon fodder."
"Snapped!"
The tiger-headed gun fell to the ground, and Xiao Jiang was stunned.
He was so short that he couldn't even show his head when standing in the bushes. His expression was very embarrassed. Looking at the five "comrades" who lived together day and night, he felt mixed emotions and hesitated to speak.
There was silence for a long time, and he closed his eyes tightly, desperately holding back his tears, and clenched his fists.
"In that case." He gritted his teeth and said, "You think I'm a burden, so there's no need to see you again. I don't have to be bullied and exploited by you all day long, and I don't have to die in vain as cannon fodder."
The little man bent down, picked up the tiger-headed gun, turned around and headed back the way he came, resolutely...
Standing in front of the "dead body", Xiao Jiang couldn't help but have thoughts and emotions.
"You're still alive, right?" Xiao Jiang asked softly and cautiously; however, the "dead corpse" was speechless and sat motionless.
"You are definitely not dead." Xiao Jiang touched the dead body and said to himself: "Although your body temperature is very low, it is not completely cold yet. Wake up quickly, it is very dangerous here."
The "dead corpse" was silent, and Xiao Jiang was helpless.
No matter what, he couldn't let the undead people wait for death here, he couldn't bear it.
...
At night, the sky suddenly becomes cold; the cold wind howls and the cold moon shines over the sky.
Xiao Jiang hugged his legs and huddled next to the "dead body". He looked at the endless black night and the mottled tree shadows, feeling restless and distracted.
In such a dark night, in such a completely unknown area; surrounded by extremely strange and unknown "bodies", not far away is a death pit of hundreds of thousands of people formed by the fighting between the two armies.
Calm? Who can be calm and fearless?
Xiao Jiang was very tired, but he didn't dare to fall asleep. He kept his energy focused by staring hard. He was very sleepy, but he didn't dare to relax at all.
However, when the manpower is finally exhausted, how can anyone not rest? Xiao Jiang's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his head moved downward little by little. Finally, he staggered, fell down, put his head on the ground, and fell into a deep sleep.
go.
"Ouch——"
The long wolf cry came from nowhere, and the empty and erratic sound was clear and loud.
"ah!"
Xiao Jiang woke up immediately, turned over and stood up. He stabilized his body in panic and looked around.
Alas!
His eyes swept across from a distance, and when he landed near the "dead body", his expression suddenly changed, and he stood up in shock.
A group of light green light that is not too strong, but makes people feel extremely reassuring, flashes in this dark night, looking extremely bright!
The left hand of the "dead corpse" completely showed the luster of emerald; moreover, a little bit of green fluorescence slowly gathered from the depths of the dense forest and slowly disappeared into the "jade hand".
"God!" Xiao Jiang hurriedly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and shouted: "Did I see a god? This is it!?"
"Ouch——"
The wolf howling remained the same and even became more intense; it was obvious that the green fluorescence caused panic among the wolves.
Xiao Jiang stood up straight in an instant, focused his eyes, picked up the tiger's head gun, and concentrated on it. He had already thought about it, and he must protect the "dead body" no matter what.
"Ouch-ouch-"
Xiao Jiang's body was trembling, but his hand was tightly holding the gun barrel and his eyes were sharp!
This night is destined to be difficult...
The next day, the morning sun first appeared, and the distant mountains were slightly red. Xiao Jiang looked at the sky and laughed.
The night is finally over.
After the wolves retreated, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves could be relieved for the time being. He put down the tiger head gun, took a long breath, slumped on the ground, and looked at the "dead body" feebly, especially
Pay special attention to the left hand that emitted green light last night.
Now, the "jade hand" had turned into ordinary flesh and blood, and was no longer strange at all. Driven by strong curiosity, Xiao Jiang had the courage to touch it lightly.
"It's very common!"
In terms of touch alone, Xiao Jiang didn't feel that the "hands of the corpse" were any different from others.
"Of course the affairs of gods cannot be judged by common sense." Xiao Jiang said to himself, looking at the dead body again, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.
If this dead body doesn't wake up, does he have to keep watch? Last night's encounter with the wolves was thrilling enough. Who can guarantee that the next time it will be safe?
Xiao Jiang is a human being and he also needs to rest, eat, and stay with the dead body. How does he meet his daily needs?
After much hesitation, Xiao Jiang gently touched the corpse's left arm and whispered: "Master Immortal, please wake up quickly. I can't deal with so many beasts by myself; and there will be an army in a few days."
When you come here, I will be the vanguard sentinel. If you don't wake up, there is no guarantee that they won't hurt you."
"Master Immortal, Master Immortal."
Xiao Jiang shouted more and more urgently; however, the dead body remained the same as before and did not speak.
"well--"
Xiao Jiang had no choice but to sigh, he also wanted to live. In troubled times, his parents died early, leaving only him and his sister to depend on each other. If he died and the family was wiped out, his sister would also lose the support to survive.
Why is he living just for himself?
"Master Immortal, don't blame me." Xiao Jiang lowered his head fiercely, filled with guilt; visible to the naked eye, he bit his lips tightly and knocked his head three times.
"Qiang!"
He threw down the tiger head gun, although he knew it was useless, but it was the only thing he could keep.
"I'm sorry, I went -"
Xiao Jiang shouted and ran as fast as he could, not daring to look back.
In the dense forests of the mountains, in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, there was only one "dead body" sitting quietly, expressionless and motionless.
The dark night is coming again. The left hand of the "dead corpse" once again shines with green light, and dots of "fireflies" are floating in the vast mountain forest.
"Ouch——"
The roar of wild wolves was even louder than yesterday, and eyes with cold light loomed in the forest. Several bold male wolves had already walked out of the cover of the bushes, eager to try and gather their strength.
"ah--!"
A bright fire danced on the distant hills, and a loud voice echoed in the empty mountains. He said: "I'm here, you beasts, please don't hurt the immortal."
The fire was getting closer and closer, and Xiao Jiang's figure became clearer and clearer. He rushed to the "dead body" and picked up the tiger head gun on the ground, his eyes bright.
At this moment, he is holding a torch in one hand and a spear in the other. Although he is thin and small, his momentum is like a mountain!
Speaking of the torch, it was the ax handle that Xiao Jiang found from the pile of dead people, wrapped in a big flag, and dipped in "corpse oil" to make it.
Xiao Jiang, in the end, he is kind-hearted, but in the end... he is intolerable.