I live in a desert island property

Shimama was a little happy and a little gloating.

Did Emperor Zhang really die like this?

No, no, no, it's impossible. I've survived the miscarriage of truth, so why can't I survive the strong rules of a few extraordinary beings?

But False Disease has a gourd to help share the firepower. Although she can't fight, her soul power is thousands of times that of Zhang Ming, and her health bar is indeed long enough.

This time, Zhang Ming could only rely on his own strength to survive. It was not that easy. His soul was only a relatively strong transcendent.

Gourd was silent for a moment and then said: [The second method is that since Zhong Shan threw us here, he must have a special purpose. 】

[This world is very special, and the power of idealism has been suppressed to a certain extent. 】

[Perhaps, there is a way to help repair his injury, but we have not found what this method is yet. 】

[Zhang Ming’s last words were ‘Bury me in the soil’. I don’t know what it means… Maybe we have to find a continent and bury him. 】

"It makes sense. A strong man like Zhong Shan who is close to the immortal level must have noticed Zhang Ming's serious injury, so he sent him here specially!"

"Xiaobai, huh? Xiaobai?"

…

Ugh!

At this moment, Xiaobai was cheering for joy on the mast. He actually saw an extremely vast continent.

Hope has arrived!

The withered yellow mountain peaks suspended in mid-air, the waxy yellow land, and the withered weeds in late autumn echoed with the pattering screams of insects.

It started to rain lightly in the sky, and biting frost hit from all directions. As the temperature slowly dropped, Xiaobai instinctively felt a little uncomfortable.

This is winter.

But this uncomfortable feeling is hard to describe. It can only be thought of as a sense of loss brought about by the drop in temperature.

(Look, the mountain peak is floating! There must be treasure!)

(Emperor Zhang is saved, maybe he can still find some private money here!)

Those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to Mo are black. Xiao Bai also fell madly in love with the private money plan. As the most powerful demon, capital has also been alienated.

Strange objects related to anti-gravity are very expensive. As a manufacturing material for advanced transportation, they are simply the highest level of hard currency among raw materials!

"Huh? Isn't this the world of mountains and seas?" Shimama rolled out of the room and looked at the outside world with some surprise.

The most classic feature of the mountain and sea world in the old mythological era is the peaks hanging in mid-air.

A huge mountain represents a powerful race.

The stronger the race, the higher the mountain floats, and finally it rises high above, and is praised as a person in the sky; when the race declines, the mountain falls, and eventually merges with the earth and becomes a person underground.

That era was really cruel, with huge class gaps. People in heaven had their nostrils turned upward and lived a prosperous life.

People in the underground compete with monsters, especially some mythical beasts that cannibalize people and eventually become food.

But obviously, it is impossible for them to directly travel to the mountain and sea realm.

No matter how powerful Zhongshan's "Landslide Technique" is, it is only at the immortal level. Even with the help of the power of "Zhongshan God", it is impossible to penetrate space and transport people to the old mythical era.

Not even the Eternals can do this!

"It looks like it's just a strange world similar to the world of mountains and seas. Let's see if there is anything to cure Zhang Mama then. Go to sleep. I'm very tired now. Let's drive the ship over." After thinking about this At one o'clock, Shimama lay down heartlessly.

Hulumei is still using the "Frisha treatment device" to clean Zhang Ming's body.

Only Xiaobai was left in the wind, roaring loudly and happily.

The excitement of searching for treasures, the joy of being a captain, and an increasingly strong sense of unease are brewing in its heart.

The sea area we are currently in is really weird, with many superpowers being forcibly suppressed!

Things like soul-fixing guns and telekinesis are difficult to use, so Miss Calabash created a "sailor girl" to work as an incarnation.

The only ones that can be used are steam machine guns and some physical abilities.

Therefore, Xiaobai's current combat power is not high.

Thinking about it this way makes me a little scared. Its life-saving ability is not comparable to that of gourds and ancestors.

What if the local indigenous people caught it and stewed it?

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, it was misty, and the obscure and icy air flow like needles made its turtle shell tremble.

So in excitement, nervousness and anxiety, Xiaobai drove the steamer and slowly docked.

The boat is amphibious and can travel on land after being fitted with tires.

Unexpectedly, before landing on land, Xiaobai discovered a collapsed ancient building.

This tall building is located near the coastline, hidden in the mist. It is faint and cannot be seen clearly. It seemed to have been decaying for too long, with all the pillars and beams collapsing, the tiles covered with moss, and vague carvings of Buddhas, ghosts and the like.

Xiaobai's current bloodline power is suppressed by local rules, making it difficult to focus his "spirit" on his eyes, resulting in a slight decline in vision.

Xiaobai suddenly became more nervous. Since there is local civilization here, why do the buildings collapse?

It can't really be the world of mountains and seas. The native species have been wiped out by the devil.

Its ancestor, Shimama, was at least more powerful, so she saw it clearly and said with some hesitation: "What kind of Buddha or monster is this? I can't figure out."

When Xuanwu was young, he also traveled across the mountains and seas and experienced many things.

However, I was too young at that time, my brain was stupid, and I had not yet developed a high level of intelligence, so the memories left behind are also vague.

Shimama looked at the withered and yellow weeds all over the mountains and plains, and suddenly said with some surprise: "This is... Soul Burial Grass?!"

Shitou jumped out of the boat and studied it for a while.

"I understand why Zhong Shan sent him here!"

It was slightly shocking to see something so ancient.

A plant from the old mythological era appeared here. If it hadn't still had some sense, it would have thought it had traveled back in time.

"Quickly, go and bury him! Bury Zhang Ming in the soil."

The distribution of soul-burial grass is not widespread, and even this thing is a bit delicate. Once it changes to another place, it will not be able to survive. But the Soul Burying Grass is the choice of countless strong people at the last moment of their lives, so it has a very great reputation.

Because this plant can absorb the power of blood!

Whether it's a toxin or a curse, it can all be cleansed!

Xiaobai was surprised and said: (There is such a good thing. In the old mythological era, wouldn't it be true that no one would die due to the curse?)

"Not really. Why is it called Soul Burying Grass? This is obviously not a very good word." Shimama snorted coldly.

Since it can absorb curses, it can also absorb the power of your own blood. "

"Even if the cursed toxin is successfully removed by then, it is very likely that all your strength will be reduced to nothing and you will become a mortal body, and everything will have to start from scratch. Do you think this is a cost-effective thing? If you are too old, you may live a long life on the spot. It’s over, and you will die of old age.”

"Ah!" Xiaobai was stunned, this ending was too cruel.

"Also, how do you know it will absorb the curse first? It's hard to control this thing. It all depends on luck. Maybe it sucks you to death without absorbing the curse."

"So the chance of recovery is less than one in a hundred. That's why it's called the Soul Burial Grass. It's the place where countless powerful people bury themselves."

"They want to live, but ultimately they don't wake up."

That's it, Xiaobai understands.

Shimama pondered for a moment and then said: "There is also a better healing holy object called the Resurrection Grass, a legendary healing holy object."

"Its nature is relatively mild. It has almost no defects of the Soul-Burying Grass. It is just very, very scarce. Or we can look for it and see if there is a Soul-Reviving Grass here?"

The two turtles started looking for it excitedly, but the weeds were so densely piled together that there were as many as an entire grassland, so it was really hard to find them.

What's more, even Shimama has never seen the specific appearance of the "Resurrection Grass", but has only heard of a name. Even if the Resurrection Grass really exists, it may be difficult to discern the pearl with a discerning eye.

Gourd actually experienced the old mythological era, so she naturally knew the purpose of the soul-burial grass. She said very happily: [I think there is no need to forcefully find the soul-reviving grass. The power in Mr. Zhang Ming's body is not the power of blood, but the power of the devil. The uniqueness cannot be absorbed by the Soul Burying Grass. 】

[Now, as long as we find a way to prevent him from being sucked to death by the Soul Burial Grass, we can get rid of the power of the curse. 】

"That seems to be the truth, then bury him."

Just do it!

Xiaobai stretched out his paws and dug hard on the ground twice. He found that in this wild grassland, the grass roots were densely knotted together. In addition, in the cold winter, the ground was hard, making it really difficult to dig.

After digging around, he dug out a thigh bone that looked like a human being. Xiaobai was so frightened that he froze for several seconds.

"How do you think the Soul Burial Grass was formed? It is said that the resentment of the deceased dissolved into the soil, and the Soul Burial Grass appeared."

Xiaobai was so frightened that he shrank away. There was nothing he could do, so the sailor girl took a heavy shovel and dug with him.

It took one person and one turtle half a day to dig a pit that could bury one person.

Xiaobai asked: (If buried like this, will he freeze to death? He will be suffocated to death by the soil.)

Shimama said: "No, let the soil be a little looser and breathable. You should sow seeds now, after a complete spring, summer, autumn and winter."

"After the reincarnation of nature, those who can recover will recover naturally, and those who cannot recover will all die."

"Let's put it to death and survive. There is nothing we can do anyway."

So, a group of friends, with complicated emotions, buried Zhang Ming, who was so rotten that his bones were exposed.

These soul-burial grasses seemed to be alive, slowly squirming and crawling onto the soil.

"Xiao Zhang, if you die, I will take away your property, and I will also take care of the humans for you. Feel free and bold to see [Long-cherished Wish], or you will be tortured by [Long-cherished Wish]!" Shimama jumped on the grave. Dee, roaring loudly.

Calabash girl couldn't help crying and wiped her eyes with her hands that were red from the cold.

If Zhang Ming is really dead, she really has to hand over the body to [Long-cherished Wish], which is a terrifying force based on the contract based on the scale of judgment that cannot be defied.

Thinking like this, she felt bad all over. Miss Calabash, who had always been optimistic, became unhappy and whispered: "Mr. Shimama, how can you be so bad?"

Shimama was shocked: "This is not bad! Helping him keep his property and taking care of human beings is all I can do. Either you give him a child, and I can educate him. There is no one better than me in the world." Good turtle?"

Miss Calabash knew that she could not quarrel with such a bad old turtle, so she could only fly up a shovel and shovel the black stone away.

A round parabola floated in the sky.

"You actually shoved my old man! You are not gentle at all. You are now a mite girl and a bacteria girl!"

The sailor girl turned red with anger when she was nicknamed like this, and whispered: "There are no... mites! Everyone has bacteria, and you have them too!"

But this argument was so feeble that even Xiaobai couldn't help laughing.

The sailor girl was very angry and stayed there stupidly. How she longed for Zhang Ming to jump out of the grave and help her spray loudly and forcefully. She really couldn't be a troll.

…

It's the first time we've arrived today, and the world is foggy and strange atmosphere is spreading everywhere, so everyone plans to stay here temporarily, rest for a night, and wait until daytime.

"Starting from tomorrow, Xiaobai and I will go out to look for the Resurrection Grass and see if there is any local civilization." Shimama gave the order, "You just stay here and look after Zhang Ming. Is that okay?"

As for Comrade Zhang Ming's "grave", it can only be placed here temporarily.

The tomb cannot be moved anywhere, as that will not be conducive to the growth of the soul-burial grass. This Soul Burial Grass is quite delicate and must be connected to the ground in order to grow. It cannot be maintained when transplanted to a ship.

Ms. Calabash will personally monitor Zhang Ming's physical condition.

She still has a way to know whether Zhang Ming's condition has improved. If the situation is really getting worse, she can dig it out again and put it into the "Frisha Treatment Device" to continue her life.

"If you leave... I'm a little scared." She put on a loose down jacket. It would be a bit scary to stay here alone.

"But I'll hold on until you come back."

Finally, it was completely dark, the fog was getting bigger and bigger, the air was humid, and a light layer of frost formed on the floor and grass.

Lady Shimama went to sleep by the stove.

It is still a patient and needs to sleep for a long time.

Only Xiaobai still kept vigil with Hulu, reading books, playing chess, and playing computer games when he was bored, so that he could pass the long hours.

Although Calabash's human clone needs to sleep, her body does not need sleep.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."

Xiaobai, who was resting on the terrace, suddenly heard a clear ringtone, like a crying sound of "wuwuwu" lingering in his ears.

Its eyes suddenly widened and it shook its shell.

Deep in the misty grassland, it saw a very strange team.

The leader was wearing a gray-brown linen garment, and his specific face could not be seen clearly. He could vaguely see that he was an old man with age spots on his face, and behind him were many paper figures made of talisman paper.

These paper figures are arranged in a long snake formation and float in the sky.

On a night covered by thick fog, this scene is particularly breathtaking.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."

With the arrival of the old man, a large number of paper figures surrounded the steamer.

Those paper figures only have an outline and a pair of drawn eyes. These eyes are really realistic, as if they are real.

Xiaobai felt something was wrong and wanted to call his ancestors.

But I found that the old man said in an awkward low voice: "Gua Wazi, how can you sleep in the wilderness?"

The sound was very strange, as if it penetrated deep into the soul and made people's scalp numb.

"Guawazi, follow grandma home. Don't sleep here."

A pale palm stretched out from the tomb, with a rotten smell - it was Zhang Ming's rotten hand!

No, this monster is attacking Zhang Ming who is lying on the ground!

Xiao Bai was so frightened that he immediately wanted to throw the rune flying knife with his telekinesis, but the bloodline ability of this place was suppressed. The flying knife it threw only flew a few meters and fell softly on the deck.

Next to it was Miss Calabash, who was playing games. She quickly woke up the sleeping clone - Sailor Girl No. 45.

"Can you leave here?" The sailor girl held the rune machine gun with a cold expression, "Please leave here! Otherwise I will shoot!"

The gourd itself is very timid. Now that he has a human body, the possibility of death becomes even more timid.

Fear occupied her heart, and only the rune machine gun in her arms brought a subtle warmth.

Sweat soaked through the underwear. This unique and terrifying experience was the first in a long life.

The old man looked at the girl on the boat and said in his dull voice: "Guawazi, how can you sleep in the wilderness?"

"I..." She felt a cold thought locking onto her.

"Guawazi, follow grandma home. Don't sleep here."

The weird atmosphere, coupled with the girl's tight muscles, made Xiaobai want to laugh for no reason, although he also knew that this was not the time to laugh.

"You can't sleep outside when it's dark."

After saying these three sentences, the next second, Xiaobai's heart seemed to jump out of his chest!

Because it saw Miss Calabash losing control, her eyes became dull, and she took steps forward step by step.

Hey, Zhang Ming’s wife, what’s the matter with you?

Amidst the ringing sound of "ding bells", Calabash Girl followed the large army of paper figures into the thick fog, with a stiff expression and slow movements.

"Ah woo!" Xiaobai couldn't help shouting.

But this kind of call was meaningless. It just made the old man at the head turn his head and glance, vaguely confused about what was calling.

Xiaobai was so frightened that he quickly shrank and turned into a stone.

A rules monster is definitely a rule monster, it is not an opponent.

In the blink of an eye, the beautiful and lovely sailor girl entered the thick fog) No one is alive!

[My clone seems to be dead. 】

After a long time, Gourd spoke again, and said gloomily: [The appearance of death was a bit miserable. As he walked, the blood on his body was drawn out, his eyeballs fell out, and turned into human skin. I was scared to death, I was really scared to death! 】

She seemed to have encountered something terrible. She hid in Zhang Ming's clothes and shivered for a long time.

Xiaobai thought she was pitiful and funny. She was obviously a demon, but yet she was so timid. He sympathized with her plight and gave her a few words of comfort.

"Gah!" Shimama rolled out from nowhere and laughed happily.

Zhang Ming's beautiful wife died so easily. Will he faint again after knowing the truth?

Thinking of this, Stinky Stone felt a subtle sense of joy in his heart.