Strange World Survival Manual

On the Gobi desert, a thin man was running desperately in one direction, looking behind him from time to time, looking terrified, as if there was some savage beast behind him.

This thin man's name was Le Fang, nicknamed Mangy Dog, and he was from Zetianfu. He was originally living a good life.

But once he learned that the sword master Mo Qiubai was visiting Zetian Mansion, he had the idea to hook up with Mo Qiubai's only son and ride for him.

It went very smoothly at first, but one day when I was giving advice to Master Mo to deal with a scholar, something went wrong and everything was messed up.

At that time, he felt something was wrong and ran away quickly, not even taking care of his own family.

Later, after he learned that his family members had been killed, he was even more afraid to show his face.

In fact, in the past few months, he has been thinking about whether he is worth it?

Le Fang still felt guilty in his heart.

In his heart, he felt that it would have been better not to leave in the first place. It might have been better to die with his family, and he would not have to have nightmares every night and live a life of inhumanity and ghosts like now.

"However, I am finally relieved now..." Le Fang smiled bitterly. He had recently felt that the killer was targeting him. He had no choice but to die without any martial arts skills. This made him feel relieved.

Just when he had this idea, he was slightly startled and looked ahead. He saw a scholar cooking and eating in the desert.

Seeing this man's face, he had mixed feelings in his heart. He knew this scholar. He was Mo Qiubai's son, and he was the one who dealt with him.

Before I die, when I see this person, I have to say that fate is mysterious.

Thinking of this, Le Fang immediately ignited hope in his heart. This man was very chivalrous and he might be saved.

Thinking of this, Le Fang gritted his teeth and ran in the direction of the scholar.

"Meeting an old friend in a foreign land..."

Li Si also saw the thin man running towards him at this time, and naturally recognized him at a glance.

After recognizing it, he just shook his head and smiled, then continued to twist the soup with a wooden stick and ignored it.

This person is not a good person. He was the one who instigated the son of the Sword Master.

However, meeting this person in this Shajun was a bit unexpected for him.

"This... this young master, what a coincidence..." Le Fang ran to Li Si and said breathlessly.

It was very natural for him to behave like this, as if he was not the one who planned to harm Li Si in the first place.

"It's a coincidence. Didn't you go to the capital with Mr. Mo?" Li Si picked up an egg from the side, shook it in his hand, and asked without looking back.

Hearing Li Si's words, Le Fang was slightly startled, and then felt a chill in his heart. How could this man have such a good memory? How could he remember such a little person like himself so clearly? You must know that he and he only met each other once.

Just now he wanted to use a stranger to get close to her, but now he suddenly ran away.

"What? He didn't take you there?" Li Si glanced at him.

Then he knocked the eggs next to the pot, and then used his thumbs and palms hard, and the golden egg liquid fell into the boiling pot. As the wooden stick was twisted, it turned into egg droplets.

When Le Fang saw this, he was speechless and his throat rolled. As expected, this man still had some skills. He just shook the egg white and yolk into a ball.

But he didn't feel the slightest bit happy. He had a grudge against Li Si. If Li Si knew that he was the one who planned and framed him, he would definitely die.

Now he feels like there is a wolf in front of him and a tiger behind him.

"By the way, you look in such a hurry now, surely someone is chasing you." Li Si twisted the iron pot with the stick in his hand and looked at Le Fang.

According to his idea, this person should not appear here. After all, this is Shajun, which is still a long way from Zetian Mansion.

But now that he, an ordinary person like him, came to Shajun County in a panic, he understood that there must be something weird in it.

If this person is linked to the person he followed before, it means that this person is most likely being hunted by someone, or even Mo Qiubai and his son.

"Yes, the killer sent by Mo Qiubai is chasing me, because I know his secret. I hope you can protect me, and I am willing to use my secret in exchange!" Le Fang said quickly.

He was really afraid that if Li Si continued talking, he would not have the courage to speak.

"Secret?" Li Si frowned slightly, then waved his hand and said, "I'm not interested. You can leave."

Although he and Mo Qiubai had some grievances, he didn't always worry about it. His main thing now was to find the evil ghost in Shajun and earn a wave of soul points.

As for Mo Qiubai, it is worth a few soul points, but it is not as important as finding evil spirits.

Hearing Li Si's words, Le Fang was slightly startled, then his face turned bitter, and he said with a sad face: "But if you don't save me, I will die."

"Then stay away." Li Si said without looking back, then picked up the bowl from the side and scooped up the soup.

Since this man knew there was a killer behind him, he actually brought the person to him.

In other words, he has some strength. If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely be tricked to death by this person.

It would be a shame for such a person to die.

Hearing Li Si's words, Le Fang's expression became dull. He knew Li Si in Zetian Mansion.

At that time, Li Si dared to go against Mo Qiubai's son in order to save an old beggar. How did he end up like this?

For a moment, his mind was a little confused.

"If you don't leave, I will kill you before the killer kills you." Seeing that Le Fang was still there, Li Si knocked on the pot and said coldly.

He is looking for that evil spirit now, but he doesn't want to get into trouble because of Le Fang.

In the final analysis, this person just wants to die in a right way.

"Okay, I'll go." Le Fang sighed, nodded slightly, and then said: "But I want to tell you Mo Qiubai's secret. In fact, Mo Qiubai's son has been practicing swordsmanship with living people.

If others know about it, his reputation as a master will be ruined, so he sent people to hunt me down. You have a grudge against him. I will tell you this news. I hope this news is useful to you. "

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the other side.

"Sure enough, dying with my mother and wife is the final destination?" Le Fang sighed in his heart, feeling relieved and his face calmed down.

"Wait." At this moment, a shout suddenly reached his ears.

Le Fang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at Li Si, only to find that Li Si's face looked extremely ugly at this time.

"You said, his son used living people to practice swordsmanship?" Li Si asked with a gloomy face.

Hearing Li Si's question, Le Fang nodded and said, "Yes, his son kills someone every day to sharpen the murderous spirit in his heart."

Speaking of this, a look of pain appeared on his face. This is how his wife and mother died.

"Stay and tell me in detail." Li Si took a deep breath and said to Le Fang.

He had previously thought that Mo Qiubai's son, although playful and violent, would at best be like when he was competing with the old beggar with wooden swords in Zetian Mansion.

But he didn't expect that this man could be so cruel and even use living people to practice swordsmanship.

This should be killed!

Not only should he be killed, but his father should be killed too!

If it weren't for Mo Qiubai's power, how could he have the chance to kill someone.

Moreover, Li Si didn't believe that Mo Qiubai didn't know about this.

Thinking of this, murderous intent gradually arose in his heart. He originally didn't want to care about this matter. He had previously thought that if Mo Qiubai appeared in front of him, he would just kill him. There was no need to kill him specifically and waste time.

But now, he wants to take this matter to heart.