It was a dark and windy night, and cicadas were chirping.
A group of tomb robbers stood in the wilderness in the dark, working hard to fill the last point of outer defense.
It can be said that he worked very hard.
They dare not shirk their efforts.
Luo Zheyu sat leaning against a tree, holding a large black umbrella in his hand, looking down at them.
In order to save their lives, the tomb robbers dared not be lazy or slack at all.
The big black umbrella came from the hands of tomb robbers. It was originally a hidden weapon. When you open the black umbrella and press the mechanism, tiny poisonous needles will shoot out from the umbrella ribs.
It is now in Luo Zheyu's hand. It cannot be used as a hidden weapon and can only be used to block the sun.
"Master, the robbery holes here have been filled, and defense mechanisms have been set up outside the tomb. Everything has been completed according to your instructions..."
"You can leave now."
Several people looked at each other, unable to believe that the other party would let them go so easily.
"Why, I still want to treat you to a meal?"
In the past, the host would provide meals for those who helped the host build a house or dig ditches.
"No, no."
"Thank you for your kindness, hero!"
"Don't come back here again, otherwise..."
Luo Zheyu jumped down from the tree, picked up a fist-sized pebble, weighed it in his hand a few times, and then tightened his fingers.
The pebbles immediately broke into pieces in his hands.
This is the tremendous power that comes from the zombies.
With a slight wave of his hand, the pebbles and powder fell to the ground.
Several tomb robbers swallowed their saliva and quickly promised not to come again.
"Let's go."
The tomb robbers left, and it was time for him to leave too.
All the holes dug by robbers were filled up, which meant that the entrance to the tomb was also sealed, and Luo Zheyu had no plans to go back.
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The sky was gray and the forest was shrouded in mist in the early morning, blurry and damp.
Tiny drops of water fell from the sky, splashing on the branches and grass.
It's raining.
A figure walked out of the mist and came slowly.
He was holding a black umbrella, his face was calm and peaceful, and his steps were leisurely.
The gold-rimmed boots on his feet stepped on the grass leaves, which were stained with dew and rain, making the outer layer slightly wet, and the edges of the shoes were covered with mud.
Walking forward in the wind and rain, he seems like a person in a painting.
He walked slowly all the way until the drizzle stopped and the sun rose, then he arrived at a small village holding a black umbrella.
Just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly stopped and reached out to touch the sharp long teeth exposed under his lips.
It always felt like a foreign object, with a strong presence. Luo Zheyu couldn't help but licking his fangs again, and the two sharp fangs suddenly disappeared under his lips.
It seems that they have disappeared, but in fact they are still there. It's just that Luo Zheyu used the ability he gained when he used the malice in the mirror - sleight of hand.
The zombie's fangs are hidden, but its long, sharp, black nails clearly show its presence.
Luo Zheyu stood under the shadow of a big tree outside the village, folded up his black umbrella, and lightly clenched his right hand. A huge black sickle covered in flames instantly appeared in his hand.
The flame was silver-white, swaying and burning wildly, as if it was about to devour someone.
Although the flames were tightly wrapped around the sickle blade, the domineering and arrogant aura soared into the sky.
In the deserted temple, the sounds of playing and laughing suddenly stopped, and the beautiful girls all looked up, concentrating and taking it all in.
"Oops~"
"What a powerful ghost spirit~"
"If I merge with it~"
The tip of the tongue gently licks the corner of the mouth, the action is seductive and alluring.
"The Ghost King can do it~"
"I dare not, I dare not~"
"Hehehe, coward~"
Although these girls have different body shapes and looks, they are all extremely beautiful and have similar expressions, as if they are the same person.
Even the voice and tone are exactly the same, and the words are so coordinated that it seems like one person is talking to himself.
In the bustling market, a young man with a fair and handsome face, dressed in a green shirt and a white jade Taoist hat, dressed like a Taoist priest, was strolling leisurely, leading a mule.
He seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up and towards the northwest.
There, the air is filled with ghosts.
The momentum is extremely strong.
The small figure who was wandering aimlessly in the wilderness with a confused heart suddenly stopped, turned around, and as if he had found his goal, he raised his hands and jumped towards the northwest.
Such an arrogant and strong ghost aura can be detected by any spiritual creature with some ability in the world. They all put down what they are doing and carefully sense the aura.
Everyone has their own thoughts.
The flame on the sickle's blade has changed from orange-red to silver-white after devouring countless resentful souls and evil spirits in the virtual online game. It is a qualitative change from the initial change that is completely different from when it was first created.
Putting away the flame on the sickle blade, Luo Zheyu raised the sickle and began... to trim his nails.
The long black nails that were so sharp that they could be used as weapons were quickly shaved off piece by piece, and the top of the nails became round and smooth again. He slightly adjusted the data in his body, and the black nails gradually turned into flesh-pink.
Luo Zheyu clenched his fists and his fingertips touched the palm of his hand. He no longer felt the awkward feeling he had before when his nails were too long and he couldn't even make a fist.
“Woof woof woof!”
"Moo~"
“Gugugugu…”
As soon as one foot stepped over the boundary stone at the entrance of the village, the poultry in the village began to move around restlessly and bark incessantly.
Luo Zheyu was stunned and took back his steps.
The calls of various animals in the village gradually stopped.
He thought about it and stepped over the boundary stone again.
“Woof woof woof!!”
The dog's barking was more intense than before, with a hint of fear, anxiety, and a ferociousness that was only timid inside.
Animals can often sense things that humans cannot, such as... the breath of zombies.
The purpose of carving boundary stones is to divide territories.
Looking down at his clothes which looked exquisite and gorgeous on the outside but had already rotted inside, Luo Zheyu walked into the village as if nothing had happened.
Head straight towards the largest house in the village.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
He knocked on the open door.
An old lady with her hair tied up and wearing a gray skirt poked her head out of the house.
"Who is it?"
When I saw clearly that there was a tall, well-dressed, handsome young man standing outside the door with a black umbrella, I walked towards him with some confusion.
"Hello, old man." A voice with a strange tone sounded.
It's not bad to listen to, but rather somewhat novel and interesting, with a strange feeling that makes people want to hear him say a few more words.
"Well, good, good..." the old woman responded with a smile. This young man was very handsome, much more handsome than the best-looking young scholar she had ever seen. His whole demeanor was also extraordinary. He must be a noble man.
The nobleman was speaking to her while bending over slightly. His face, as delicate as white jade, had no flaws. The corners of his lips curved up as he asked softly, "Old lady, may I ask if there are any male children in your family?"
"Yes, I have……"
A stranger suddenly came to the village and asked about my family's affairs. I should have been alert and cautious, but he was so handsome, spoke softly, and had a kind face. He definitely couldn't be a bad person!
"I have two sons! The elder one is the head of our village, his name is..."
Without waiting for Luo Zheyu to ask anything else, the old woman started to explain in a long stream, almost telling him her grandson's name.
A quarter of an hour later, Luo Zheyu politely declined the old woman's offer to keep him as a guest, and walked out wearing a clean set of blue coarse cloth clothes.
This piece of clothing was borrowed from an old woman. It was the clothing of the son of the village chief. It was well preserved and seldom worn. It was a good piece of clothing without any patches that the village chief kept for himself to wear when he was a presentable figure.
Now the old lady lent it to a stranger so easily...
"Young man, it's a sunny day, why are you holding a black umbrella? It's unlucky..."
When he reached the door and opened his black umbrella, the old woman suddenly stopped him and asked.
"Well... my skin is sensitive. I can't stand the sun. My whole body will turn red." Luo Zheyu smiled and made up a lie.
"Oh oh..." The old woman responded in a daze.
Although I couldn't understand what he was saying, such a fairy-like person would definitely not lie.
"Young man, please walk slowly and be safe. I don't need you to return the clothes in a hurry~"
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This is a county town called Wuyuan Town.
Maybe today is market day and the streets are very busy.
The road was lined with small stalls, all of which were set up by villagers from nearby villages, selling vegetables and fruits, straw shoes and mats, hair flowers, puppets, rattles, rouge and powder, copper hairpins and silver jewelry, and all kinds of small and interesting items, as well as snack stands...
Some people remained silent. Most of them were old farmers who grew crops in the fields. They didn’t know how to start the conversation when selling things. Only when someone came up to them and asked them, they would answer whatever was asked.
There were also people shouting constantly and saying funny things to attract people.
The streets were bustling with people, and children were playing and chasing each other on the street. Even if adults followed behind them, they could not catch up.
Luo Zheyu was holding a black umbrella and blending in with the crowd. He was overwhelmed by the crowd in front of him.
The things being sold are interesting, the people buying are interesting too, their clothes are interesting, and their words are interesting too.
This is another era.
With its unique strong colors and flavor, it surrounded him.
"Selling candied haws~"
"Selling candied haws~"
A man carrying a bundle of grass walked slowly by, shouting as he walked.
The straw bundle he was carrying was studded with bunches of bright red hawthorn fruits. Each fruit was round and big, covered with a thick layer of ginger sugar and coated with sugar on the outside. The sunlight shining on the candied haws added the final touch to the fruit, making it crystal clear and emitting an attractive luster.
Luo Zheyu watched him walk by intently, his fingers moving slightly.
An alluring aroma suddenly tickled his nose.
"The beggar's chicken is made with a secret recipe passed down from generation to generation, after going through 9981 steps~"
"Sir, would you like some beggar's chicken?"
In the shop ahead, the waiter turned down the stove fire even lower while opening the seal of a huge clay jar. A strong aroma instantly emanated from it.
"Waiter, after your beggar's chicken has gone through 100,000 processes, is there still any meat left?"
A passerby asked jokingly.
When the others heard this, they all laughed.
"Of course! If there's any piece of meat missing from my beggar chicken, just come to me and I'll cut a piece from my own body and give it to you!"
The fat waiter answered in a loud voice.
"Forget it, forget it. Your body is so greasy, I don't dare to take it... How much is the beggar's chicken?"
"30 cents per chicken, guaranteed to be no thinner than other chickens~"
"Okay, give me one!"
Luo Zheyu took a look silently, then turned and left.
He has no money.
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