The world of ruins is silent.
Passing by one after another of the collapsed palaces and Qionglou, the sound of footsteps stepping on rubble and rocks is especially clear in this empty ruins.
Coupled with the fact that it is shrouded in fog all the year round, it looks even more ghostly, desolate and desolate.
At this time, there was an old man's figure, who had just walked through a wall that was broken into several sections. Suddenly, there was a whistling wind in his ears, and before he could raise his head, bang!
I saw the old man staggering, and he was hit by a dried black mummy falling from the sky. Perhaps the force of the falling from the sky was too strong, and the old man's neck was broken directly, showing that a normal person could not appear twist angle.
Kaka...
But what was even more weird was that after the old man's neck turned around, it returned to its normal position.
At first glance, it is no different from ordinary people.
At this time, this person finally looked up at the sky... As a result, bang!
Another dried black-skinned mummy hit the old man again.
This time, because he was looking up, he was not so lucky. The person was directly knocked to the ground with his face covered, his sternum was broken, his entire chest shriveled like a leaking ball, and the broken rib pierced through The flesh and blood of the chest was exposed to the air.
Plop! The old man who was crushed in the rubble of the ruins lifted the mummy on top of him.
Then he stood up covered in dust, shaking off the gravel and dust from his body and messy hair.
Tick tock, tick tock...
On the broken ribs that pierced the chest dripping with blood, drops of blood dripped down the ground along the sharp bone spurs, and soon formed a large pool of blood.
But the old man didn't pay attention to the wound on his chest, as if turning a deaf ear to it, and such a serious injury has already crushed his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and if he was a normal person, he would have died so cold that he couldn't die anymore dead body.
But this old man was the only one whose neck was broken again,
Again the sternum was completely broken,
But they all seemed to be okay, still alive and well.
Thinking deeply, can't help but make one's scalp tingle.
After the old man stood up again, he began to look at the two mummy corpses on the ground. These two mummy corpses were both air-dried corpses. Their eye sockets were deeply sunken, and their cheek muscles were shriveled, exposing two rows of yellow teeth.
These are two mummified corpses, a man and a woman. They are all wearing clothes from a century ago. If they died in the blessed land, they must have been dead for at least a century.
Their faces were full of expressions of pain, horror, and resentment, as if they had encountered something terrible before they were alive, and their mouths opened wide before they died, as if they were howling in panic and despair.
The old man curiously reached out and poked the mummy's chest. There seemed to be a layer of grease attached to the mummy's surface. The old man rubbed his fingertips, and it really felt greasy.
These oils are black, which seems to be explaining why the skin of the corpses in front of them is black. When I looked closely, I found that it was a glossy black color.
The old man just squatted and studied the two mummies on the ground.
He wiped the corpse oil with his index finger.
Then suck your index finger into your mouth.
Then he smacked his mouth a few times, as if he was savoring the taste.
The old man still showed a creepy aftertaste, nodded his head, and made a hoarse voice like two pieces of rough bark rubbing against each other: "I miss my childhood memories..."
"This is the flavor of rice with lard mixed with soy sauce that I remember from my childhood..."
This disgusting and treacherous scene happened to an old man at this time.
While the old man was still squatting on the ground, studying the taste of rice mixed with lard and soy sauce, hoo!
There was another sound of wind coming from overhead.
Before he could react, a mummified corpse above his head hit the old man hard again with the rapid sound of wind breaking through the air.
This time because the body is squatting, click!
The old man's spine was directly smashed into two pieces. The bloody spine and a large amount of blood spattered out immediately stained the old man's entire lower body red.
The old man stood up.
Look up to the sky.
However, except for the fog above the head, it is still fog, and nothing can be seen.
On the contrary, it was because the vertebrae were broken, and some vertebrae pierced through the flesh, exposing a part of his body. He couldn't stand up straight, and his body was a little shorter out of thin air.
"Who! Who is throwing dead bodies?"
The hoarse voice of the old man was still as harsh as two pieces of rough bark rubbing against each other.
boom!
As if in response, another mummy with the smell of lard mixed with soy sauce and rice hit the old man in the sky. This is a mummy with its own smell.
"Is there a ghost staring at me?"
boom!
He was answered by a fifth body hitting him.
"It seems that there is really a ghost staring at me... Are ghosts playing with people?"
"Hey, haha, interesting, interesting..." The old man let out horrible and exaggerated laughter.
Laughing and laughing, the old man suddenly raised his arms, snapped off his own neck, plopped, his head rolled like a rubber ball to the side of a mummy, just facing the mummy's skinny cheeks, his eyes met .
And the corpse without the head, after the blood was shot out on the spot, bang!
He fell straight down and became one of the corpses on the ground.
…
One minute.
two minutes.
Time just passed by minute by minute, the surrounding fog was lingering, and it was dead silent, without any sound.
Nuoda's Broken Mountain was so silent that there was not even a slight mountain breeze.
In addition to the strong bloody smell lingering in the same place.
During this period, no more mummy fell from the sky.
About seven or eight minutes later, in an empty and quiet, especially quiet ruins, an old man with a vicissitudes of life sounded: "I should be regarded as a dead person, right?"
"Sure enough... after I killed myself and became a dead person, is it useless for ghosts to catch ghosts..."
boom!
Just as the old man finished speaking, another mummy fell from the sky.
puff!
This time, the mummy directly smashed the head of the old man in the rubble until it burst like a watermelon, and blood and flesh splattered.
The old voice stopped abruptly.
…
At the same time, at the other end of the ruins.
There was a figure, who was walking cautiously in the ruins, holding his breath, as if he was guarding against some great horror in the fog. Suddenly, he saw a faint light appearing through the fog not far away.
The person's body paused for a moment, as if he was thinking, and then moved on, touching the direction where the light came from.
But when he was cautious, he made a big circle around and lurked from behind to the spot of the light, but found that the light suddenly disappeared without warning.
This shocking change immediately made him retreat immediately.
But he hadn't retreated a few steps: "You're courting death!"
There was a roar, and then the sound of fighting. The sound stopped after a short time. In the hazy fog, it could only be vaguely seen. There was a man's figure, cutting himself in half with a knife.
(end of this chapter)