The rain washed away the traces, and the messy branches scratched Fan Zhiyi with scars of varying sizes, making the situation even more urgent.
It's just adding to the chaos. Fan Zhiyi has never hated the author's crappy settings more than now. What blood will attract ghosts, what extremely yin horoscope, and that crappy system. Why not just put him in some other book but just leave him here alone?
The rain was dazzling. Fan Zhiyi wiped it away with his hand and fell many times. He had to get up immediately and continue running.
He was afraid that if he stopped, it would give those things an opportunity to take advantage of him and he would never be able to stand up again.
Not only did he not spend all his money in the real world, but he was also reluctant to use the tiny amount of spirit stones he had finally earned in this world. If he could survive this time, he would definitely indulge himself.
From a distance, he saw a little light ahead. It was no longer as gloomy as in the woods where he couldn't see anything clearly. Fan Zhiyi thought he had run out of the woods, but the moment he rushed over, he was stunned.
There is a cliff ahead.
Fan Zhiyi looked at the darkness behind him and for a moment he began to doubt his life.
Surviving a cliff jump and obtaining a secret treasure is the treatment of the protagonist. Fan Zhiyi doesn't think that such luck will fall on him.
Damn Baibai, if you don’t come back you will only be left to collect the body of your host.
No, once this crappy system goes online, he will definitely curse it out. What kind of crappy system is this? Is it so unprofessional?
Fan Zhiyi was ready to make a sudden turn of events and see the light at the end of the tunnel. When a man is away from home, he has to give himself opportunities. He wanted to go back to the woods and find a new way.
By the way, his knife should still be in the Qiankun bag. Bing Nandong said that this knife can kill ghosts. He is not afraid of the female ghost’s broken kitchen knife!
Fan Zhiyi smelled the familiar smell of rotten blood passing by him. He shouted and changed direction and continued running desperately. He didn't believe it!
By the time he returned to the cliff for the third time, Fan Zhiyi was exhausted.
No, he can't run anymore.
Fan Zhiyi dragged his heavy feet forward a few steps and stood on the edge of the cliff this time. Looking down, it was pitch black and he didn't know whether there was a lake or the ground below.
If it was on the ground, he would have died a hard death.
He propped himself up on his knees to catch his breath, then turned around to look at the female ghost who had finally revealed her true appearance after following him halfway. He even had the leisure to give her a thumbs-up: "Sister, you're amazing too. You've been chasing me for so long, aren't you tired of it?"
The female ghost raised a huge and strange smile under her hair that covered her face. Her blood-red lips became the only bright color in the dark night. She looked a little crazy and raised the kitchen knife high.
Okay, okay, you want him to jump, right? Can't he just do it himself? Just jump, who's afraid of who?
Fan Zhiyi took a deep breath, closed his eyes and jumped towards the cliff: "Go north! Aa ...
At the moment when his body was falling, Fan Zhiyi's voice, filled with tears, echoed in the valley and scared away a large flock of birds.
Bing Nandong, who was still searching for Fan Zhiyi by following the ghosts gathering around and the smell of blood diluted by the rain, paused and immediately rushed towards the place where the sound came from.
When he arrived, he found it was a cliff and there was nothing there.
He walked forward and saw blood that had not yet dispersed on the edge of the cliff, indicating that something had happened here.
Bing Nandong no longer hesitated, took out a short dagger, jumped, stuck it loosely in the cliff, and slid down a long distance.
***
When Fan Zhiyi heard the sound of sharpening a kitchen knife, his body felt extremely cold and he shivered constantly.
I opened my eyes suddenly, and saw nothing but darkness except for the moonlight coming through the window where I was. I could hear the sound of rain outside.
The sound of sharpening the knife was not his illusion, he could vaguely see a figure in front of him.
Fan Zhiyi moved his body and found that he was tied up.
He remembered jumping off a cliff and falling into the lake below.
Fortunately, swimming is a compulsory course in college. Fan Zhiyi felt dizzy due to the impact of falling into the water, but he still relied on his instinct to survive to tightly grasp the talisman and swam to the shore, then fainted.
If you don't die after jumping off a cliff, you will be blessed in the future.
Fan Zhiyi realized belatedly that he was still holding the talisman. From the feeling in his palm, he could tell that the talisman did not seem to be wet, and he immediately felt a little more confident.
Just then, the sound of sharpening the kitchen knife stopped.
Fan Zhiyi saw the black shadow slowly approaching. It was a dark and rotten face with a circle of red blood around the mouth. There was a strong resentment in the bloodshot eyes.
Although there were signs of care all over it, it still looked messy due to the rain and too many stains.
She stared down at Fan Zhiyi sinisterly, then raised the kitchen knife and chopped it down fiercely. When the knife was only an inch away from Fan Zhiyi's head, it stopped and could not move forward and seemed to be bounced off by something.
Fan Zhiyi closed his eyes and felt the blood in his body run cold, but the expected severe pain did not happen.
He opened his eyes tentatively and met the cold gaze of the female ghost again.
The female ghost slowly retreated into the shadows, and then Fan Zhiyi heard the sound of a door opening.
He felt something was wrong. The ghost girl's reaction was like... If the previous ghost girl was particularly crazy, now she seemed to have regained her sanity.
Fan Zhiyi didn't know in which state the female ghost would be easier to deal with. The only thing he wanted to know was where he was and how he could escape.
Fan Zhiyi moved his wrists, but it didn't work. The ropes on his body were tied very tightly, and he felt pain just by moving them.
The clothes on my body were cold and wet and stuck to my body, which was very uncomfortable. I didn't realize the pain of the wound because of the cold until later.
Fan Zhiyi sighed, silently thinking about his own untimely death, how sad it was. Then he thought about Bing Nandong's words about the talisman that could protect a region from harm. Perhaps that was why the female ghost couldn't hit him.
I just don't know how long this thing in my hand can last after being soaked in water and rained on. Please, please, please hold on a little longer. Maybe Bing Nandong's reinforcements will arrive and save me.
But God had no intention of favoring Fan Zhiyi. When the door opened again, the female ghost came back, and Fan Zhiyi smelled that familiar rotten smell again.
The female ghost walked slowly towards him, squatting in front of Fan Zhiyi, her bones making an awkward and dislocated creaking sound.
Fan Zhiyi swallowed his saliva, closed his eyes and avoided looking into her eyes, lest he be killed before being eaten.
Immediately afterwards, Fan Zhiyi heard something fall to the ground. The female ghost did not move for a long time, so Fan Zhiyi tentatively opened one eye and looked at the ground, and found a book and a pen.
What the hell is this?
The female ghost pointed at the pen and then at the book.
Fan Zhiyi didn't understand what she meant. Did she want her to write it herself?
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