When Zhong Kui opened his eyes and saw many strangers gathered around him, he wanted to bow down, but was restrained by the pain all over his body. In the end, he had to ask in a low voice: "Who are you?"

One of the older men smiled kindly at him and said, "We are escapees. You fainted in the place of death, but our people saw you and rescued you."

"Place of death?" Looking up at the top of the sharp cliff like a knife, they were in the middle of the canyon. It was like a natural stone house. Above their heads, there was a huge gap.

There are shimmering fluorescent glass pieces all around.

The wind came suddenly and left silently. This cave became sultry when there was no wind, and the temperature was at least cs degrees. The place of death was in the north. Zhong Kui remembered that he was in a hospital before. How could it happen in the blink of an eye?

Just arrived at the place of death?

He moved his fingers subconsciously, and the pain on his fingertips attracted his attention. There was something green stuck on the fingertips of his right hand, which looked like blood stains from scratches. He scanned the others vigilantly, one by one.

The black face stared at him like a tiger.

"Well, don't get me wrong, they are all tough men. To prevent the intrusion of bloodless races, they cut a piece of skin on your finger to verify whether you are human." The old man who was close to Zhong Kui kept chattering.

explained.

A skinny woman carried water in a bamboo tube and poured it into a broken bowl with a gap in it and had someone bring it to Zhong Kui to drink.

The water was very sweet, just like the water from the well in his hometown. Zhong Kui took a sip and felt his mouth water and his energy doubled.

"How did you get here?"

The old man glanced at the man who was watching them calmly and sighed: "We fled here for our lives. We don't know when or where some strange people came from. They often appeared in the dark night.

He sneaks into your home secretly and abducts your family, children, elders, and wife. Those who were abducted will not be released for ten days and a half. After they are released, they will act like idiots and will not remember anything.

Not only could I not remember, but I would go crazy from time to time, beating and swearing at people. We were in an area with high mountains and far away from the emperor. It was remote and the transportation was inconvenient. After someone discovered this problem, they lurked nearby secretly when the dark night came, and actually saw some

Strange creatures about the same size as humans entered people's houses. We united and fought back against these intruders. We used hoes and wooden sticks to deal with them. But what we didn't expect was that they could come back to life, and there was no trace of death after death.

A drop of blood is like clay, but it has great regenerative power. Even if you break it into several pieces, it will be resurrected after a while, and it will be even more powerful than before."

Is this a fantasy story? Or did the old man deliberately tell some sensational stories to scare him? Zhong Kui didn't know, but he vaguely remembered such a thing in his mind. Blood was taken from his finger, and he was lying on the hospital bed.

Strange human body, who else talked a lot while he was in coma. Otherwise, how could he know that he was Zhong Kui?

"Then, how did you escape here?"

The old man hesitated, not knowing whether to tell this stranger who had just recovered his strength.

We can see distrust in the other party's eyes. In this case, only by being honest with each other can we reach a consensus and avoid causing doubts and distrust in the other party. Zhong Kui smiled bitterly and said: "My name is Zhong Kui, and I am a

A city citizen, I have been dealing with all kinds of monsters and monsters." He said with an apologetic smile: "People call me Mr. Ghost Hunter, I'm ashamed, I don't remember the rest."

"Mr. Ghost Catcher?" There was a commotion in the crowd. Some people were shaking their heads, while others were thinking. Some people seemed to remember hearing the legend of Mr. Ghost Catcher from somewhere, and then suddenly realized: "Zhong Kui, isn't he the one enshrined in our hall?"

The King of Ghost Hunters?”

As they spoke, their eyes were like focused lights, flickering towards Zhong Kui.

Not to mention, this guy really looks like Zhong Kui in the portrait. Some people who believe in feudal superstition immediately believe that Zhong Kui is Zhong Kui and was sent by God to rescue them.

No matter how Zhong Kui explains it, this group of people who narrowly escaped death are stubborn in their opinions and surround him like a god.

Under the respect of the leader, Zhong Kui's status was immediately promoted. People here respect him and come to him if they have headaches, fever, convulsions, etc. Fortunately, he also knows a little bit about medicine and uses herbal medicine to treat

It is quite effective in treating some headaches and brain fever.

In the next half month, Zhong Kui gradually became familiar with the ins and outs of their group. They were like an army of ants, stationed in the canyon with rugged rocks for a long time. In the open space of the canyon, they grew food, and the shiny glass above their heads

It is used to absorb sunlight, and then refract it when it is tilted down to bask in the open space.

The old man who led the way told Zhong Kui that this place used to be an oasis, and there were some nomads living there. But later, for some unknown reason, all the nomads here disappeared overnight. From then on, the place became deserted.

The wind and sand filled the air and gathered more and more, turning it into a death zone like a small Gobi Desert.

The leader told Zhong Kuidao: "At first, when we escaped here, we were not used to it. The gravel under our feet has a different feeling from the asphalt road. It really wears you away slowly one by one.

With so much strength, there is desolation as far as the distant horizon, with gray sand and gravel everywhere.

The rugged Shaofeng stands like a knife, more like a sharp sword pointing at the sky. A strong sense of loneliness gradually envelopes and spreads. It seems that Marx's words are right, man is a social animal, everyone

They all need the support of others, or at least companionship, so that they won’t feel lonely and afraid inside.”

"Yes, I feel the same way." Zhong Kui agreed. "

The old man continued: "This is the place of death. People who have not seen it with their own eyes will never understand its meaning. When facing it, the first word that comes to mind is 'death'! Indeed, this is the limit of survival.

There is no water source, no soil, the summer sun is as hot as fire, and the midwinter wind is as cold as a knife. The harsh environment is enough to kill any fragile life and turn it into a barren land."

The old man took a sip of water and thought about its source. He sighed: "Water is especially precious here. We can only take a sip, but don't dare to drink it in big gulps."

"Do you have the courage to go out and take back your home and land with me?"
Chapter completed!