"What's the biggest difference between a human and a mouse?" Ye Lingtian pondered hard. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Or, by extension, what is the fundamental difference between humans and animals?

God, I think I've learned this question before, but I forgot about it.

The previous tuition fees have been paid, and the knowledge seems to be returned to the teacher.

When the book is used, Ye Lingtian scratched his ears and cheeks, thinking hard, that answer, as if he was going to blurt it out, just forgot the key point.

In the distance, there is an old man holding a kitchen knife and chopping vegetables, fast and even, with a sense of strength and beauty.

"There you have, I remember, labor! Labor determines the fundamental difference between humans and animals. Ye Lingtian's eyes lit up and he thought of the answer.

Oh my God, it's not easy, I actually remember.

Ye Lingtian laughed, as if he had opened the valve of memory, and countless memories swarmed in: human labor is divided into creative labor and repetitive labor, and creative labor is the fundamental force for people to get rid of animals. Animals, like humans, need to survive, so they have to scramble for the means they need to survive. However, the survival behavior of animals is not labor, but only an activity. This survival activity of animals is instinctive, or it is ...... determined by genetic factors.

It's like an ancient text recited many years ago burst out of inspiration one afternoon and blurted out, Ye Lingtian was like this, he blurted out a reproduction of the passage he memorized when he was a child.

However, even if you don't work, you can't enter this stone gate. The ferryman was scared, Yan, and Brother Guan looked at Sister Zhang

A new problem arises again.

"Rats...... Labor...... Instinct...... Zombie. Ye Lingtian muttered.

A thought crossed my mind like a shooting star.

"Hah, maybe that's it." Ye Lingtian had an idea in his heart, his figure flashed, he cut into the line, and the whole person stood upright, like a zombie, closed his five senses, and followed the team towards the stone gate like a walking corpse.

There was a lot of risk in doing so, but Ye Lingtian had an intuition in his heart, this must be okay.

It is said that men's intuition is powerful, and sometimes men's intuitive judgment is more accurate.

Closed the five senses, nothing in the outside world can be felt, all of Ye Lingtian's spiritual senses are locked in the sea of consciousness, and he can only sense something through the touch of his body to scan the whole body, there is a slight burning sensation, but this heat is not enough to burn the skin.

That kind of glance is only for a moment, Ye Lingtian judged that it should be the moment when he passed through the stone gate, this stone gate is the key to everything, if you can pass through it, you can say anything, if you can't pass it, then you will die.

His body has been tempered by the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique, and it is already more resistant than ordinary people's skin, and there is no big problem with this damage.

There were walking corpses pushing forward in front and back, and it wasn't until after ten breaths and everything was okay that Ye Lingtian slowly opened his eyes, and his five senses reopened, and then he saw everything in front of him.

What I saw in front of me was a large area of silent houses, a bit like the ancestral houses of an ancient tribe, row after row, gray and black, quiet and a little scary.

As if they had lost their souls, the walking dead walked along the fixed path, each pushing open the door and entering.

Ye Lingtian was extremely curious, and followed a body closer to take a look, and saw that body returned to the room, lying on the bed, with a bang, and the whole body was directly scattered into a pile of skeletons!

Scare!

Ye Lingtian's cold hair exploded violently, and a cold and cold feeling rushed up from the bottom of his heart.

Rao was bold and bold, and he was half frightened to death when he saw this scene.

Aren't these people?

How could a corpse walk, and when it went out, it was alive again, and its expression was so rich that it was impossible to see that this was a dead person.

So many dead people, oh my God!

Ye Lingtian stood there for a long time, still feeling trembling all over his body, this cold feeling lingered, it was even more terrifying than seeing a ghost.

It's terrible to think that there is such a place in all cities, and many people deal with a group of dead people every day.

How did these dead people come from?

How did it come back to life?

Is it a zombie?

This completely subverted his cognition, dead people can walk freely and have expressions, do they also have their own thinking?

After thinking too much about it, Ye Lingtian felt that he had completely entered a strange place, like a netherworld.

There are tens of thousands of houses here, is this a concentration of zombies?

So am I moving forward, or am I going backward?

Ye Lingtian calmed down and didn't hesitate too much, he chose to continue to investigate.

There are too many secrets in this space that need to be answered and explored, and if you blindly retreat, maybe you can only hide here in this life, and you will end up alone.

Walking slowly along the aisle, the rows of gray houses were like coffins, and there was a cold aura wafting around them, and Ye Lingtian trembled.

With his fire attribute spirit body, he still can't withstand the yin qi of this place, which shows how terrifying this place is.

Along the way, a huge temple appeared in front of him, not as golden as the temple he had ever seen, but with a gloomy and cold aura.

Walking up the stairs, Ye Lingtian walked to the temple, empty and desolate, there was no one, not even a corpse.

The temple was shrouded in a layer of misty white light, that layer of light seemed to be somewhat similar to the light of the stone gate at the entrance, Ye Lingtian repeated his old technique, and closed the five senses relied on his body's instinct to step through that layer of white light and enter inside.

Opening his eyes again, Ye Lingtian came to the center of the temple, where a huge statue of the god was enshrined, and there was a huge round jewel hanging in front of the statue's forehead, exuding a faint light.

Hiss!

I don't know where I heard a noise.

In such a place where the needle drop could be heard, any slight noise seemed so abrupt, Ye Lingtian was startled, hid to the side, and watched carefully.

After glancing around, his eyes finally focused on the hall where the statue hung countless strips of white cloth, and it seemed that the voice came from there.

"What's that?" Ye Lingtian muttered to himself, his eyes widening.

A gust of yin wind blew, Ye Lingtian trembled twice unconsciously, such a strange place has nothing to do with cultivation, it is purely for the sake of courage, and the timid are scared to death.

The hissing came to an abrupt end, and a dark wind blew, and a mangled body staggered out of the hall where the white cloth hung from it.

The body is shaking, and the broken parts of the body are repairing itself.

It seems to have been summoned to the outside in some way.

Ye Lingtian watched this zombie staggering away, and fell into deep thought, it seems that this is the source of all zombies, but why are zombies here? What exactly causes it?

There are more and more questions.

Airplanes!