Run, run!

Run wild!

Along the way, Tang Jingtian was running wildly.

First on a bicycle, then on an electric car, then on a motorcycle, and now, on a car.

Of course, these cars are all old cars that he robbed, and after some technical processing, people can't find them at all.

He had only one belief in his heart, which was to leave Nanjiang City as soon as possible.

Because he knew that from that night onwards, this Nanjiang City must be Li Zhen's world.

And he is just a lost dog, running wildly, in order to survive, and escape.

Because the dantian was abolished, he had no choice but to use these vehicles to quickly escape from the city that made him sad and painful.

Now, at this moment.

He went all the way north to the foot of a large mountain, and the old Jetta was running out of gas.

But he didn't have much left, just enough to eat a quick meal.

It seems that only inside the mountains is the safest.

He knew that even if he died, no one would pity him.

He was originally an outcast of the Tang family, because of his identity as a yin and yang person, his relatives disliked him very much, because he lost their ugliness.

The entire Tang family seemed to regard him as an ominous thing, and wanted to drive him away.

Now, without being driven away by them, he fled on his own, and the farther away he could, the more remote the better.

Looking at the pointer of the fuel gauge that had reached the bottom of the red grid, Tang Jingtian estimated that the car could still go dozens of kilometers, so he accelerated his speed and rushed towards the depths of the mountain.

The mountain roads are rugged, and twilight is beginning to fall.

The huge mountain is like the mouth of a giant beast, and it is terrifyingly black.

Tang Jingtian hadn't eaten for almost half a day and had been driving.

Now, he felt hungry and thirsty, as if his chest was pressed against his back.

However, he was not afraid, as long as he left the place where there were people, he became bolder.

In the past, he also spent a period of time in the deep mountains and old forests, so he practiced a good kung fu.

This time, he wanted to go into the mountains again and look for miracles.

He believes that only in the deep mountains and old forests can there be real peerless masters.

Now that his martial arts are exhausted, he can only live like a wild dog, deep in the mountains.

If you want to recover kung fu, it is almost impossible.

Finally, when he came to a place with a steep cliff and a deep valley on the other, the old Jettaz turned off the fire and lay still on his stomach.

In this place where there is no store in front and no village behind, Tang Jingtian is in a hurry.

However, there was no way, so I had to pack my luggage, and some simple equipment, and began to abandon the car and walk, heading towards the deep mountains.

By the light of the stars and the light moon, he walked one foot higher and one foot lower, and he did not know how long he walked, and came to a place where there was light.

This made him overjoyed, excited, and rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, his feet were empty, and the whole person fell straight down, and the momentary weightlessness made him cry out in fear, and then his whole body was full of hatred, as if he had been penetrated by something, and he passed out.

……

I don't know how long it took, Tang Jingtian gradually woke up, and when he opened his eyes, the house was full of gold.

When I looked closely, the golden yellow had turned orange again, but it was the light of a kerosene lamp.

"You're awake!"

A voice seemed to come out of hell, distant, and eerie, as if there were no human feelings at all.

"Am I dead, where is this, is it Hades? ”

"You're only half right, you're almost dead, but this is not the underworld, it's still the yang. ”

The strange voice rang in my ears again.

He looked sideways, and suddenly he was terrified, and he screamed in fright, "Ghost!"

Because he saw a face, a face full of scars, criss-crossed, and it was impossible to see where the eyes, where the nose, and where the mouth were.

Only those two eyes are extremely old, silent, indifferent, as if they can see through everything in the world.

The thinning hair was like a withered straw, towering on the top of the head, as ugly as it could be.

This man was draped in a large black cloth, and he looked very much like the great wizards of the West.

It's a pity that Tang Jingtian's whole body can't move, not even his fingers, so he can only lie like this, fortunately, his neck can still move.

It's just that he was so scared that he was about to die.

I've never seen such a terrible person when I've grown so big.

"Yes, I'm a ghost, but it's my ghost who saved you. Chatter......"

The man let out a strange laugh and suddenly disappeared.

This made Tang Jingtian feel even more incredible.

Because it is impossible for a person to disappear out of thin air, only a ghost can do it.

So he decided that the man was a ghost, and that he was an ugly ghost.

"Am I really dead?"

Tang Jingtian couldn't help but feel sad and almost burst into tears.

He has had a lot of fate since he was a child, and he has been lonely all his life, but he can't imagine that he will end up dying in a different place.

"You didn't die, we died. ”

Suddenly, someone else said slowly.

Tang Jingtian looked sideways, and was so frightened that he couldn't help but scream.

Because he saw four men, all naked, just wearing small pants.

And that's all working fine.

Abnormally, the sides of the bodies of these four people seem to have been split alive with a knife and then sewn back together with needles and threads.

Moreover, it seems that there are still some places that are not stitched in place, and blood flows on the body, which is very terrible.

One of the four men was about seventy or eighty years old, one was fifty or sixty years old, and the other two were about twenty-three or fourteen years old.

Except for the old man, the other four people were all incomplete in their limbs, either missing legs or missing arms.

Luckily, they all have prosthetic limbs, which allow them to maintain their balance and prevent them from falling.

Only there was no expression on their faces, they were completely like wood carvings, dull and weird.

Even the eyes are dull and hollow.

In this way, Tang Jingtian was not so afraid.

He thought that he was dead anyway, how could he still be afraid.

Besides, it's a bit weird here, but I'm sure I'll be able to get used to it quickly.

Suddenly, the voice from before came again, "Xiao Zhao, come and serve the porridge and feed it to the guests." ”

"Hey. A young man's lips moved, and he made a normal human voice.

He turned and walked back, his movements sluggish and stiff, like a robot.

The other three slowly stepped forward, and another young man pulled his lips lightly and said, "Hello, welcome here, my name is Li Xiaowu." ”

The middle-aged man also spoke: "My name is Li Xingnan. ”

Not to be outdone, the old man said, "My name is Qin Buchou. ”

The voices of the three were normal, but their expressions were too dull, as if someone was talking behind them.

But Tang Jingtian doesn't care, he is a dead man, what do he care.

So, he also tore open his mouth and said with difficulty: "My name is Tang Jingtian......"

(End of chapter)