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Luo Sang suddenly sat up from the bed, he was covered in sweat, his eyes were frightened, his hands were trembling, and he unconsciously touched his face.
"Damn it! It's this dream again!" He whispered and couldn't help cursing. Although he didn't have any emotional fluctuations in the dream, after waking up, the extreme panic and fear made him tremble unconsciously. .
He wiped his face hard, pressed his eyes, and tried to calm himself down as much as possible. But the fast beating heart can't slow down. More and more cold sweat continued to seep from his forehead, then wet his clothes, and flow down his cheeks, chin, neck, and even his back.
"Medicine....medicine...." He hurriedly climbed off the bed trembling, and rummaged through the bedside table for the medicine that suppressed the rapid beating of the heart.
His name is Luo Sang, an ordinary, ordinary son of a manor owner. If there is no accident, he will inherit his father Luo Di's Zhuangzi in a mediocre way, and continue to live an ordinary life peacefully until he dies of old age.
There are countless such lives in today's peaceful countries.
The Donghe Empire he was in was extremely huge. Although it was decayed, it was still as stable as Mount Tai. A large number of aristocratic giants firmly controlled the power of the upper echelons of the empire, but they did not overly squeeze the lower echelons. The empire is just passing through its glorious peak and slowly declining.
Because of the stability, the upper class pursued more material comforts, causing a large number of merchants to start frantic exchanges and trade with another equally huge empire in the east. There are also some newly opened manors on the border, combining the East and the West to form a unique place.
Twenty years ago, Luo Sang's father, Luo Di, established a large farm of his own here.
Today, this place has become a bustling area known as Sunset County.
Tremblingly, he took out the special potion in the thin-necked silver bottle from the bedside table. Luo Sang held the potion tightly, but didn't open it and drink it right away.
Many times recently, the recurring nightmares have brought him almost to the brink of collapse.
"I keep repeating this horrible nightmare every night, and sometimes I even fall into nightmares during the daytime nap.... I am fed up with this kind of days!!"
An unknown anger suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, and a force emerged from his body, making him smash out the silver medicine bottle in his hand.
Boom!
The silver bottle bounced back after hitting a stone wall not far away, and rolled several times on the ground. The cork on the bottle mouth was knocked away, and streams of light red potion flowed out, seeping into the light yellow soil .
"Go to hell! In such a day, it's better to die. If you die, you won't have nightmares anymore. If you die, you won't have to worry anymore, and you won't have to be persecuted by your father anymore." A self-defeating thought keeps coming up deep in my heart.
The pain in the heart is getting bigger and heavier, and the breathing is getting faster and faster.
Luo Sang couldn't help but recall everything he discovered yesterday.
Father Roddy has been preparing for twenty years to take revenge on that small town. He had never given up on returning to that horrible and terrifying place.
He made all the preparations in secret, but he only planned to bear it alone, and he didn't tell his son what he wanted to do.
Luo Sang understood.
That small town, that terrible and evil place, they will never let the two of them go. Those evil and powerful demons, judging from the father's handwriting, they have been looking for their father and son.
Father Roddy has been trying to hide him and himself.
But such concealment will eventually be exposed one day. Those evil guys will always have various ways to find the traces they left behind.
The notes recorded the simple context of his father Rody's entanglement with them over the years. In order to avoid those guys, Rody worked hard to create more than a dozen misleading substitutes, all of whom were killed.
And now, it's their turn.
From the day he found the notes, Luo Sang confirmed his father's secret actions one after another, and he began to have more and more nightmares, and it was the same nightmare.
He knew in his heart that nothing could be avoided. They, who have been hiding for twenty years, still have to face this predestined ending after all.
He couldn't imagine what his father and son would use to fight against that evil town.
Crossbow? torch? Or poison? My father has tried many methods one after another over the years.
You can't die from fire, and you don't even have a chance to get close with swords and knives. Bow and crossbow shots have no effect. The poison is also slightly effective, but those monsters are too powerful, and the poison that can kill people, for them, just slows down the reaction speed.
"Maybe it's not bad to just die like this..."
Luo Sang fell down from the bed and covered his heart with his hands, but his consciousness gradually fell into calm and relief.
If he had to choose, he could easily have died of a heart attack instead of those monsters.
Moonlight shone in from the square window and sprinkled on Luosang's pale cheeks.
This emaciated and painful young man should have been afraid of pain because of inner colic, but at this moment, a kind of serenity and peace appeared inexplicably.
hiss...
Suddenly, a tiny gray crack emerged from the back of Luosang's neck, and a red light spot flew out of the crack, sinking into the back of Luosang's head.
Luo Sang's originally squinted eyes widened suddenly, and the blue pupils shrank slightly, and then expanded. The red bloodshot lines began to spread along his pupils towards the whites of his eyes.
The speed of spreading was not too fast, and it took only a few minutes to completely occupy the entire eyes.
call!
His body arched downward suddenly, and then bounced back again, returning to his original shape.
"Hmm..." Luo Sang blinked, and slowly retracted the hand covering his heart.
"This body... is a bit weird." At this time, Luo Sang, or Lu Sheng, rubbed the skin at the heart with a strange expression.
Bursts of stinging pain kept pouring from there to the whole body.
"Myocardial convulsions, temporary shock? It should be a neurological problem, just adjust the nerves." Lu Sheng's spirit emanated, and he slowly smoothed and relaxed the convulsed heart muscle.
The tingling pain in the heart gradually faded and dissipated.
For the divine soul of the Holy Master who can deceive reality, forging some nerve signals is nothing.
Lu Sheng straightened his body again, and began to close his eyes to absorb the hidden memory of this identity.
"Losang? Small town? Avengers?" Scenes of weird scenes kept replaying in his mind, and as the memories went back, Lu Sheng's expression became more and more weird.
"Interesting... this place...." He could feel his body curled up deep in his heart, restricted by a huge and complex force of rules, unable to leave this physical body.
And following this restrictive force to investigate carefully, he suddenly found that the rules here are completely different from those in Dayin and other worlds.
"It's suppressed a lot. But it's okay, as long as it takes a while to adjust and adapt. The old rules, if not necessary, try not to use the body, first let's take a look at the karma of this Luosang..." Lu Sheng closed his eyes again.
The bedroom was completely quiet.
After more than ten breaths, he opened his eyes again.
"Don't let the tragedy happen again? Also, destroy the town..." These two causes and effects are also the biggest purpose of Lu Sheng's trip.
"Let me tidy it up..." Lu Sheng stood up, went to the window and opened it, the damp, cold air poured in.
The cold air hit his face, which immediately lifted his spirits.
"The two fathers and sons, Luo Di and Luo Sang, fled the town because of the persecution 20 years ago. Luo Sang's mother died in the town, and her grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents all died in the town. Even if the two father and son managed to escape , there are still varying degrees of small-town influences left on him.
Every once in a while, monsters from that mysterious town would catch up and try to hunt and kill the two of them. All these years, Luo Sang's father, Luo Di, relied on various means to hide. And according to Luo Di's notes that Luo Sang saw, it seems that no one in this world can resist the small town monster.
Then the question arises, what are these small town monsters? "
From Luosang's memory, this world is completely a world of cold weapons. The most powerful people know are bows and crossbows, but this type is also a controlled product among the people. Except for military use, everyone else uses it. die.
Luo Sang's father, Luo Di, secretly obtained a few crossbows in order to fight against the monsters. Once they were spread out, they would be beheaded.
Lu Sheng opened the closet, and took out a long gray coat with a hood, which was a bit like a windbreaker, with a coarse cloth rope around his waist as a belt.
After getting dressed, he opened the door and went out.
Opposite the door was a square and spacious courtyard. Two fat women with thick waists and hips were sitting in the yard peeling potatoes while holding small stools, whispering and chatting.
They wore large gray skirts and white cloth headscarves, and they spit while talking, but they could peel potatoes continuously with a knife in their hands.
After Lu Sheng went out, the two aunts waved at him.
"Little Ah Sang is up?"
"The mashed potatoes with butter are ready, put them on the table in the small hall, and eat by yourself."
Lu Sheng nodded with a smile. Then follow the memory and walk towards the small hall.
While walking on the road, he began to try to condense the aura in the air, but unfortunately found nothing. The air seemed to be pure gas without any special energy.
Then Lu Sheng changed it again, trying to extract essence and energy from his body. This is the method of the Great Yin.
This trip has some effect, but not very obvious, still very slow and not efficient.
The third is to extract spiritual power. Everything has spirituality. Extracting a little bit of spirituality from life force, Lu Sheng tried, is also effective, but the efficiency is far inferior to the world of spiritual power, even worse than in the world of Mu Yun.
In the process of experimenting, Lu Sheng unknowingly followed his instinct and had already come to a yard where many purple flower-like grasses were planted.
The father of this body, Rody, was wearing a black tight-fitting suit, standing in the middle of the yard practicing basic knife skills one by one.
He used a silver machete that was as long as his forearm, and there was no routine in his knife technique, one move after another, coherent, powerful, and fierce. There is also a hint of blood and cruelty in it.
"Ah Sang, are you awake? It's rare to get up so early today." The strong man quickly finished practicing a set of sword skills, and after finishing his momentum, he noticed Lu Sheng standing beside him, and said softly.