At that time, it was a desert area with no one around.
Yan Jiu learned about this no-man's-land through the videos of off-road streamer "Ming Bi Tian Gao," but at that time she only noticed that there was something strange about the desert, unaware of what was hidden beneath it.
Crossing over a sky full of yellow sand.
The end remained desolate, and it was even more eerie than other deserts.
Under the baptism of the storm.
The sky was a thick, dark yellow-black.
Right beneath this desert.
There is an ancient tomb that has not been excavated.
Before the heavy tomb door lay a chessboard and a futon, where two figures sat facing each other.
One is high and one is low.
The crimson flames enveloped their figures.
A person was kneeling not far away.
Judging from the horrific burns on his face, he was clearly a male zombie with burns who had escaped from the morgue.
The burned man kept his head pressed against the ground, trembling and afraid to look up at the figure holding the black blade.
At this moment.
The taller figure placed a white piece.
"Jiang Di, you've lost again."
The shorter figure crushed the black piece in his hand and flicked his sleeve, scattering the ashes into the air.
He appeared in front of the burned man in a flash, his chubby, boyish face exposed to the firelight.
Jiang Di's eyebrows were sharp and pointed, making him look like someone from another land.
At bone age 12, he was less than 1.65 meters tall and exuded a youthful arrogance.
Only his scarlet eyes revealed a sinister ruthlessness unlike his youthful face.
Do not underestimate him because of his face.
They will only die a terrible death.
With Jiang Di's appearance.
The surrounding air rippled violently, as if a bloody storm was about to erupt.
The burned man hurriedly explained, "Your Excellency, I was about to successfully add another member to the zombie army, but the appearance of one person disrupted my plans..."
Before he could finish speaking...
Jiang Di kicked through the air.
Kick someone against the wall.
With a mere flick of the wrist.
The burned man was being choked; his eyes bulged out, and he could only make hoarse sounds.
Jiang Di threw out several wooden dice with his free left hand. Three poisonous creatures crawled out of the dice and quickly entered the burned man's mouth, nose and ears.
The next second.
The burned man's body, impervious to knives and bullets, was as soft as tofu. Accompanied by screams, black smoke rose from his body, and the burned man dissolved from the inside out, quickly becoming part of the air.
Upon seeing this.
The tall figure covered his face with his sleeve, as if he was disgusted by Jiang Di's methods.
When Jiang Di took back the dice.
Kong Wu stood up, his tone very gentle: "It takes several years for a zombie to become a zombie. He is, after all, a pawn you have recently nurtured. Why kill him for no reason?"
Unlike Jiang Di's ethnic costumes.
Kong Wu was dressed in an ancient white gauze robe, with a dark red belt around his waist.
He did not have a jade pendant hanging from his waist.
Instead, it was adorned with several lifelike white peacock feathers, and the eye spots on its tail feathers reflected dazzling light.
He had long, narrow eyes and a straight nose. Although he was a man, he possessed a feminine charm and an indescribable allure. His temperament and appearance were somewhat androgynous.
Jiang Di, the child, crossed his arms and snorted coldly: "Trash has no reason to live. Keep playing chess. I'm in a bad mood. This time you have to give me a ten-piece handicap!"
Kong Wu, who had just stood up: "..."
A short while later.
The game of chess was halfway through.
Jiang Di was about to be killed without leaving a single piece of armor.
He angrily threw down the black paper: "That bastard Rahu has kept us locked up here for hundreds of years, supposedly guarding this tomb, but in reality, it's house arrest. He's gone too far! I wonder if Samantabhadra will be in complete chaos without you and me. Let's fight our way out!?"
Kong Wu fixed the chess piece.
Unlike Jiang Di's irritability.
He smiled gently.
Move the black and white pieces little by little.
Slowly restore the layout on the chessboard, not giving Jiang Di a chance to take back his moves.
Kong Wu looked at the chessboard and pointed to one of the black pieces: "There's an extra piece on the chessboard."
Jiang Di stroked his chin, looking smug with a knowing look: "How did you know that before I guarded the tomb, I divided the chessboard artifact into many parts and scattered them in various burial sites to add new chess pieces for me? Now that I think about it, there must have been quite a few more zombies."
Kong Wu didn't know.
He was referring to the black pieces in front of him.
It also refers to the person the burned man was talking about.
Kong Wu threw a black piece at Jiang Di: "If I find you cheating again, you can go down the wall yourself."
Jiang Di shook his head: "No, aren't we brothers?! If we're brothers, we should play chess together!"
Kong Wu looked at the array formation not far away, which allowed only approach but not exit: "Didn't you want to get out?"
Jiang Di's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
He tried his best to persuade him.
Kong Wu finally discovered the tedium of guarding the tomb.
Are you willing to fight your way out with him?!
Just as Jiang Di rolled up his sleeves...
Kong Wu suddenly spoke.
You should think this through.
“Once we go out, we will no longer be ourselves.”
"At that time, one will inevitably be tainted by karma."
"Perhaps we will be lucky enough to survive, or perhaps, Kong Wu and Jiang Di will never exist again."
Jiang Di snorted coldly.
Several hundred years ago.
The Three Realms are prosperous.
Regardless of race, anyone can appear in the light.
They believed that the Asura race would be wiped out because the Asuras were inherently evil and unruly.
But they didn't expect that.
Apart from humans, this world has never intended for any other race to survive.
Heaven is unjust.
Treat all things as straw dogs.
Yet he has a particular fondness for humans.
Jiang Di grinned, laughing maniacally: "What difference is there between us now and being dead? Survival of the fittest, we should all have a place in this world."
His thin, crimson lips were clearly smiling, yet the firelight cast a shadow across his dark eyes.
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