I am your natural enemy

The big zombie in fancy clothes gave up fighting directly. When it was impossible to quickly determine who would win or lose, it was not in his interest to continue fighting.

In his heart, martial arts were not mainstream and were at the bottom of the contempt chain. Living people practicing Taoism was the right way.

Even if he was a big zombie now, he would not focus on the body, but would focus on supernatural powers and special abilities.

This was a deep-rooted thought.

A disciple of Buyeo without a Taoist name, who still practiced martial arts, was at the bottom of Buyeo Mountain in his heart. He was the first wave of pioneers who stood outside when the mission of protecting the mountain was needed, so he was called a soldier, which actually meant a small soldier.

But the big zombie in fancy clothes had never seen or heard of a martial artist who could train his body to the level of a big zombie.

As for not being afraid of corpse poison, he didn't care.

He thought it was the most normal thing for a disciple of Buyeo to be able to deal with corpse poison easily.

He just found a living person and came to take a look. He didn't fight for the sake of fighting as soon as he met him.

And here, he couldn't leave, so why bother.

Wen Yan looked at the big zombie in fancy clothes and felt its strength. His physical strength was no match for that of his eighth uncle.

He practiced against his eighth uncle. Even though his eighth uncle stood and resisted his spear, he could not hit his chest and make it dent.

This big zombie in fancy clothes should be on the path of supernatural power, not focusing on the physical body.

If calculated in this way, his pure realm should be at Fu Shi. His comprehensive strength cannot be calculated according to wild zombies. Compared with the elites of the same realm in Fu Yu Mountain, he should be a little worse.

Even if it is a hairy zombie, Wen Yan does not use pure strength to suppress the big zombie in Fu Yu Mountain. He uses huge yang energy to suppress people. In pure combat skills, he is also the one who is crushed.

Those big zombies who fought with real swords and guns are the ones who finally stayed.

Judging strength purely by level is not of great reference value.

But there will not be a particularly large deviation in this way to preliminarily judge the strength of wild zombies outside.

Wen Yan felt that to judge the strength of the big zombie in fancy clothes in front of him, he should combine the two judgment methods.

Another reason why he did not intend to fight to the death with the other party was that he had not seen the prompt until now.

There was another reason. According to Er Jin Gong, he first moved the sarcophagus away.

And the wild zombies broke out here in the second year.

If the things in the sarcophagus were this fancy clothes zombie, how did Er Jin Gong move the sarcophagus away?

The strength of this fancy clothes big zombie is not weak, and it can flash.

He saw clearly just now that the sarcophagus was not completely opened at all. It seemed that it only opened a little gap, and the fancy clothes big zombie flashed out from it.

The iron chain bound the sarcophagus. Unless it was bound tightly and motionless, it would definitely be impossible to completely control the fancy clothes big zombie.

To control this guy, there might be only one way left.

The black stone that Wen Yan brought back was the black stone that the big zombies in Fuyu Mountain dared not approach.

Maybe at that time, the big zombie in gorgeous clothes was suppressed by the black stone, so there was a chance.

But on the way, I don’t know what happened. The black stone that ordinary people couldn’t see anything special about it didn’t keep up with the sarcophagus that was taken away. The black stone was left here and was finally picked up by an ordinary person.

Wen Yan speculated that if the sarcophagus taken away by Er Jin Gong was the big zombie in gorgeous clothes, then this might be a speculation close to the real situation at that time.

If this is true, then the big zombie in gorgeous clothes in front of him may not be real, he is just a projection in the old dream.

If this big zombie in gorgeous clothes is real, then the sarcophagus taken away by Er Jin Gong should not be the big zombie in gorgeous clothes.

Of course, there is another possibility, which cannot be judged by speculation alone.

Wen Yan glanced at Er Jin Gong, who was thrown out and sat on the ground, looking dull as if he had seen a god.

Obviously, this guy was also thinking about what was in the sarcophagus he took away at that time.

How could he carry such a dangerous person away?

Wen Yan glanced at Er Jin Gong, who immediately shuddered.

"Are you not injured?"

"No."

"If not, take a good rest. Don't talk. It's a waste of energy."

Er Jin Gong understood immediately and shut up immediately.

Even if he doesn't have the strength, he still needs to have good eyesight.

Without good eyesight, he wouldn't be alive now.

Wen Yan looked at the main street in the distance. There were many zombies or dead people there. They had already looked over here, but when they found that Wen Yan and the big zombie in fancy clothes didn't continue to fight, those zombies turned their heads and continued to do their own things.

"Brother, how did you get here?"

"I don't know. I woke up here. I can't leave or go out. Don't struggle. Don't do useless things. I've tried hundreds of times."

Wen Yan rummaged through his bag and found a small bag of cherry tomatoes. This was stuffed into his bag by the little zombie. He took a few and threw them to the big zombie in fancy clothes.

"Try it. How can you give up if you don't try it?"

Wen Yan looked in the direction outside the main street, where the fog was.

The direction in his mind, the way home, was the direction where the big zombies had just walked out carrying the stone coffin.

Wen Yan casually stuffed a small tomato into his mouth, and threw it to the others who had entered the palace.

The big zombie in fancy clothes looked at the small tomato in his hand and imitated Wen Yan and stuffed it into his mouth.

After taking a bite, he was slightly startled. There was still a faint trace of Yang energy in it, but this was not the point. The point was that he could taste it.

"As expected of Fuyu Mountain, there are such things. I have never seen it before. What is it called?"

"Millennium Fruit."

"Can it be planted?" The big zombie in fancy clothes had a hint of expectation on his face.

"Uh..." Wen Yan looked at the big zombie in fancy clothes with a look of astonishment. He really didn't expect that the other party would ask this question.

"No? I feel like there are seeds in it? Are there seeds in it?"

"This thing is hybridized. If you plant it with seeds, you may not grow the same thing. Well... It's not good. As for here, I'm afraid it's even worse."

The big zombie in fancy clothes bit open a small tomato and tasted the taste carefully, with some regret on his face.

Since he couldn't get out, if he could grow something here that he could taste, it would be a bit hopeful.

"What a pity..."

The big zombie in fancy clothes looked at the last few remaining ones and felt that it would be a bit stingy to put them away, but eating them all in one go... Wasn't it a bit impolite?

Well, yes, that's it.

The big zombie in gorgeous clothes thought about it and collected the remaining few, saving them for later.

Having a thought is the most luxurious thing for him.

"Brother, this outfit was not something that ordinary people could wear back then, right?"

"I think so, I can't remember clearly."

"Then do you remember how you became a zombie?"

"I don't remember either, oh, I remember a little, it seems that I died of illness, and finally woke up in the coffin, slept and woke up, and finally came out and was here.

What I still remember is that the world was very chaotic in those years.

It seems that there were wars everywhere, and there was a man named Zhu who was quite fierce, and there was another one, I can't remember clearly."

"Oh, I understand." Wen Yan understood immediately. Counting back two thousand years, among the people named Zhu, there was only one who was very fierce and could be remembered by this big zombie who seemed to have forgotten everything.

Then this big zombie might be a person from six or seven hundred years ago.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. What's going on here?"

"From what you can see, there is no living person here. It becomes like this every night.

No matter how far you go, you will come back here.

As for those guys, don't worry about them. They are not a threat to you.

What you need to worry about is the other things that occasionally break into here. Those things are more troublesome than the other.

Last time, a ghost bird appeared. My power was completely ineffective against it. Fortunately, it was not interested in the things here and left soon."

As they were talking, the big zombie in fancy clothes suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction he came from.

A subtle rustling sound emerged, and the fog began to gradually turn black. In the rolling fog, a translucent creature that looked like a ray and was seven or eight meters long emerged from the fog.

The thing fluttered its wings, rolled up a gust of wind, and flew quickly along the direction of the main street.

"It's this kind of thing. You are living people, I'm afraid it will be interested in you."

The big zombie in fancy clothes stopped before he finished speaking.

Because the beast, with the strong wind, flew over the main street, blowing everything in the main street to the ground, but it never looked down or at Wen Yan.

The beast rushed across the main street at a high speed, heading further away.

The fog on the street continued to darken, and a rustling sound came.

Hearing this sound, Wen Yan's face changed slightly.

He had heard this sound before.

Sure enough, the next moment, the fog turned completely black, and the darkness was like a curtain, rushing towards the main street.

And including the mountain where Wen Yan was, you can see the darkness rushing in from a distance.

"It's too late, run quickly, this is the most terrifying thing here, everything will be swallowed up wherever it passes. If it gets dark tomorrow and you can walk back here, everything here may be restored, or it may not, just leave it to fate." The big zombie in gorgeous clothes flashed and disappeared on the spot.

The big zombie sat on the sarcophagus, and several zombies carried the sarcophagus and ran towards the end of the street at a high speed.

And where the street was, everything began to be shrouded in darkness.

Wen Yan picked up the second palace and ran along the mountainside to the end of the street in front.

He saw a zombie who ran slowly, and his back was swallowed by the dark curtain that was pulled over. His friend pulled him.

But what was pulled over was only the chest, not the back. The back of the zombie's head and the entire back disappeared.

The zombie took two steps and fell to the ground completely.

And the dark curtain seemed to be angry, and the rustling sound suddenly became sharp. The surrounding darkness swarmed here, and in a moment, the dark curtain swallowed it up, and the last desperate wailing disappeared in the darkness, leaving only the rustling sound.

Wen Yan's face was stern, and he ran away.

Er Jin Gong, who was being carried by Wen Yan and ran wildly, held a few small tomatoes that Wen Yan had just given him in one hand, and watched this scene, completely desperate and gave up resistance.

"Sir, just throw me away, don't let me drag you down."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you have time, why not continue what you didn't finish just now? Keep talking, I want to hear all the details, just close your eyes if you are afraid."

Wen Yan cursed twice, and his tone was not good, but Er Jin Gong heard it, and his heart was mixed.

At this moment, he simply closed his eyes, continued to recall, and continued to tell the details.

He hoped to give Wen Yan more details, so that Wen Yan could send back more information when he might have the opportunity or ability to send back the message.

Wen Yan looked at the end of the street, and the big zombie in gorgeous clothes rushed to the end of the street and disappeared there completely.

The whole block was being swallowed up at this moment, and everything inside was shrouded in darkness.

Wen Yan could feel before that the direction in his heart was behind him, which was the only way he could feel to go home.

But the back was being swallowed by darkness.

He originally wanted to take out the eternal lamp, fight hard, and rush over.

But after the dark curtain broke through the fog and swallowed up the street, he lost his direction in his heart.

In addition, the things in the dark curtain were so angry that they looked crazy, so Wen Yan gave up the option of fighting hard.

In the current situation, either his never getting lost is not enough, or at this moment, there is really no correct direction.

Wen Yan didn't believe it. He thought that if there was no direction, then it could be said in another way that any direction was right.

He rushed to the end of the street with Er Jin Gong in his hand.

Without any hesitation, he rushed directly into the hazy fog in front of him.

The next moment, he saw that the hazy fog had changed. In the world at the end of the street that seemed to have not been loaded, a road leading to the distance appeared.

Wen Yan glanced at Er Jin Gong in his hand.

"Keep recalling, keep talking, don't stop, the more detailed the memory, the better."

The road ahead has a river channel more than ten meters deep on one side and a mountain on the other side, a standard highway built close to the mountain.

This place is like a separate puzzle, spliced ​​into the town, which looks extremely weird.

And the big zombie in gorgeous clothes who just rushed out has disappeared.

Wen Yan set foot on this road, and the lost direction appeared again, that is, to continue walking along this road.

The direction indicated is completely different from before.

Wen Yan glanced at Er Jin Gong, who was curled up with his eyes closed, recalling quickly and talking about everything he thought of.

Sure enough, it was because of him.

This was his old dream.

The big zombie in gorgeous clothes was probably something that appeared in his old dream, because the stone coffin was the most impressive thing in Er Jin Gong.

He had never seen the things in the stone coffin, it was not important, it would be automatically replenished and condensed here.

Then, this road at this moment must be something in Er Jin Gong's memories, stimulated by the changes here, and manifested.

Wen Yan ran along the mountain road, and his speed would be greatly enhanced in the mountain environment.

When he rushed to the end of the mountain road, there was no road in front of him, only a mountain blocking him.

The darkness behind him continued to spread. When it spread to half of the road, Wen Yan saw that the mountain blocking in front began to slowly become illusory, like a blurred background.

He rushed up again and hit the mountain directly.

One step out, the mountain disappeared, and a new puzzle appeared in front.

The road ahead looked like a pedestrian street, with stones on the ground. The shops on both sides were closed. Inside the glass door of each shop, there was an expressionless person standing, staring at him.

The only place with a door open and lights was at the end of the road ahead, a place that looked like an ancient building.

Wen Yan rushed to the building, which had only a plaque with no words on it.

Looking inside, he saw a several-meter-long horizontal incense burner in the middle, and a statue of a god in the hall in front.

Wen Yan carried Er Jin Gong into it, and Er Jin Gong, who was constantly recalling and telling the details, suddenly stopped telling.

He opened his eyes, raised his head, looked forward, and saw the statue. His expression immediately became dull, and the sounds around him seemed to gradually dissipate, leaving only one voice ringing in his ears.

Wen Yan looked down and shouted, but Er Jin Gong didn't respond. He stretched out his hand and blessed Er Jin Gong with Yang Qi, but Er Jin Gong still didn't respond.

Then, with Yang Qi attached to his hand, he whipped a big bag over.

Er Jin Gong's head tilted to one side, and his dull eyes finally recovered.

"Ouch..."

"If you don't want to die, close your eyes. No matter what sound you hear, including my voice, you are not allowed to open your eyes. I didn't hit you, so you just keep talking, even if the sky falls."

Er Jin Gong quickly closed his eyes and continued to talk.

Wen Yan looked into the hall. The statue looked like an ordinary statue, but the head was covered by a shadow and could not be seen clearly.

When Wen Yan looked, a faint sound began to ring in his ears.

"Your practice has come to an end, and you can no longer go any further.

There may be 10,000 or 100,000 steps ahead, but every step you take may lead to a sudden death.

No one can save you.

Your path is wrong, and you can no longer move forward. This moment is the end.

Many people's expectations of you are in vain.

Just stop here, practice martial arts simply, and don't try to find a new path.

You have a house and money, which are enough for your life.

Why do you have to embark on this road of certain death just for the expectations of others?

People who really care about you and care about you only hope that you are healthy and happy.

They don't want you to cut through thorns and die on the road of pioneering. "

The faint voice poured directly into Wen Yan's mind, as if writing something in his mind.

However, the next moment, the horizontal incense burner suddenly made a muffled sound, and the incense ash exploded all over the sky, and the incense burner crashed straight into the hall.

With a loud bang, the incense burner stopped, and the incense ash inside exploded directly, filling the hall, and the nagging voice also dissipated.

"Have you finished? Continue talking?"

Wen Yan rubbed his head. He heard the sound of the second entry into the palace gradually disappear, and he knew he was hit.

At this moment, he kicked the incense burner into the hall, and then he heard the sound of the second entry into the palace again.

"I have been here once, that day when I saw the dead man I sent, and he came back to life. "