As Zhang Teng's people moved away from the strange circular area, the feeling of panic gradually disappeared.

Zhang Teng looked up at the top of his head, and saw that the sky was full of color and splendor. It seems that it is already dusk, and his person is tired and sleepy, and his small body is a little unbearable.

So he found a big tree and climbed it, made a simple nest, ate some food, drank some water, and fell into a deep sleep.

At first, when Zhang Teng spent the night outside, he was still so nervous that he couldn't sleep. I was once afraid of some poisonous snakes and beasts, and suddenly attacked him while he was resting. However, it is very strange that there do not seem to be any animals in the huge woods, and there are only small birds and insects. Therefore, even if he sleeps out for the night, he is not afraid, and sleeps soundly, like a pig.

Zhang Teng didn't know that this huge area was actually the territory of a certain overlord, and during its activities, it was basically in a state of extinction. Because it preys on most animals, in the vast deep forest, this area used to be a forbidden place for life. It is a very secret and complicated thing for him to be able to enter it, and the reasons for this will be explained later, so I won't repeat it here.

After walking like this for another two days, Zhang Teng found that there were more and more animals around him.

At first, only insects could be seen, but later there were more birds, and then small animals such as rabbits and pheasants began to appear frequently.

While the front is more and more vigorous, there is also a faint hint of danger.

On this day, Zhang Teng was barbecuing a pheasant, and there was a rustling sound in front of him. He could not help but be startled, and quickly thrust the stick with the pheasant string into his waist, and the man used his hands and feet to climb up the tree as fast as he could.

In a few moments, several wild boars and two wild deer were running in his direction as fast as they could, followed by a huge colorful tiger in hot pursuit.

With a loud roar, it jumped to its feet, and at once pounced on a large boar at the back, clattered its throat, and let out a low whining roar as it dragged it toward the woods.

Seeing this, Zhang Teng trembled with fright, his hands and feet were cold, he couldn't help but hold his breath, and he didn't dare to breathe.

He had seen tigers at the zoo before, but he had never seen such a huge tiger.

The tiger's body was about two feet long, and it was estimated that it was no less than 1,900 catties. The large wild boar of hundreds of catties was pounced on and bitten to death by it at once, and was quickly dragged away, which was extremely ferocious and terrifying. If it weren't for the fact that the trunk of the big tree where Zhang Teng was located was hugged by three people, and the fibrous roots were like a forest, more than ten zhang high, he really didn't have the slightest sense of security when he stayed on it.

Soon the tiger disappeared from view, and now Zhang Teng was a little troubled.

Not to mention whether the tiger under the tree has gone far or not, will he be able to get out of the jungle if he continues to go forward? Is he really going in the right direction? Because there are more and more wild beasts, he feels as if he is running into the depths of the jungle. If you don't go forward, where do you go? Go south, north, east? If so, you might as well start and change direction.

However, he didn't hesitate for long, and quickly decided to move forward no matter what.

Because a column of smoke rose far ahead, there were some inexplicable fires around, and even a chaotic sound of people could be heard faintly. Therefore, Zhang Teng believes that the front should be a village, and it is absolutely impossible to go forward all the time.

It was already afternoon, and the tiger may not have gone far, so Zhang Teng did not leave immediately. He stayed in the tree all night, and waited until noon the next day before he cautiously went ahead.

After walking for about half an hour, Zhang Teng came to the place where the smoke column he saw rising yesterday.

In front of me is a small village of dozens of families, low houses with civil engineering structures, various pigsty cattle pens and stables, jagged and scattered, green vegetable gardens, green small ponds, dotted in the meantime, the country roads are winding and coiled, quiet and tranquil, like a beautiful picture of antiquity.

As the sun sets, smoke begins to rise from the chimneys of some houses in the village, and the villagers, dressed plainly and dressed like those of the Qin and Han dynasties, are walking in the direction of their homes in twos and threes. They had bright smiles on their faces and greeted each other in a thick earthy voice, simple and happy. Some drooping children play on the side of the road, causing chickens and dogs to go, and from time to time attract one or two crane-haired old people to spoil and scold, all kinds of sounds are mixed and intermingled, but the village seems more and more harmonious and quiet.

"Xanadu!"

Now in Zhang Teng's mind, only these four words can describe everything in front of him.

Perhaps, the Peach Blossom Source recorded by Tao Yuanming in "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring" really exists. Otherwise, how can we explain what he is seeing now? So, is he suddenly in the legendary secret realm of the world for some reason?

Thinking of this, Zhang Teng was suddenly extremely excited and was about to step forward.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the oblique thorn: "Kill!

The scene in front of Zhang Teng's eyes changed suddenly, and a group of fierce masked people rushed into the small village.

They raised their long knives and killed people when they saw them, and for a time the village was full of blood and corpses everywhere. Crying, wailing, screaming...... All kinds of sounds filled the eardrums in an instant, ghosts cried wolves, fog and clouds, and the day was gloomy. The crowd took everything captive, and the flames rose into the sky, and the smoke billowed from the sky. The original paradise has been turned into a scorched earth......

"Hoo ......"

A cold wind blew, and in the blink of an eye, something strange happened.

In front of Zhang Teng, there was suddenly only a desolate ruined wall, messy broken bricks and rubble, and a pair of skeletons, white, charred black, large and small, human, animal, all still maintaining various postures before death.

"Plop!"

Zhang Teng couldn't help but fall to the ground, a chill penetrated his heart from his spine bones, and his heart seemed to be held fiercely, making him breathe hard, almost suffocating and fainting.

"Whirring ......"

In the quiet wilderness, only Zhang Teng's heavy breathing sound, everything that just happened seemed so weird and terrifying.

After a long time, the sky had already darkened.

Zhang Teng slowly supported his body and stood up from the ground with some weakness. All of this was beyond his comprehension, or since he woke up, everything was completely different from what he had known.

However, he is also a person who has died once, and his fear of death and the unknown has decreased a lot.

At this time, Zhang Teng closed his eyes and gently exhaled his breath, trying to stabilize his emotions and slow down his heartbeat.

He took a deep breath, pulled out the dagger at his waist, and walked forward proudly. There was a large road over there, which seemed to lead to the outside. And those murderers who kill without blinking an eye rushed in from the outside.

In the dark deserted village, there was only the footsteps of Zhang Teng himself, he walked slowly, looking at the scorched black ruins around him, a pair of white bones, and a trace of grief and indignation in his heart.

No one who comes from modern civilization and has a conscience will not ignore life. Especially to witness the death of a living life at the hands of a group of bloody and cruel thugs. Perhaps, what he saw was the accusation of many unjust souls, telling how vicious and cruel human beings themselves are, evil and greedy.

At this time, a faint light caught Zhang Teng's attention.

He paused, hesitated, took another deep breath, and walked towards the light. After walking more than a dozen steps, I came to the ruins of a house, and saw a transparent bead the size of a dragon's eye exposed under the broken wall in the corner. There was a glittering light inside the beads, and it seemed to be the figures of buildings, a bit like the village before it burned down.

"Could it be that everything just now was made by this bead?" Zhang Teng thought to himself, reaching out to pick up the transparent bead.

He was about to get closer and take a closer look. I don't want the light of the transparent beads to gradually dim and turn into glass beads, and there is nothing surprising about it.

Zhang Teng shook his head helplessly, held it in the palm of his left hand, and continued to move forward. He needed to find a place to rest, preferably as far away from the ruins of the deserted village in front of him as possible, a skeleton was really frightening.

After walking along the road for three or four miles, Zhang Teng found a big tree more than ten zhang away on the side of the road and climbed it, made a simple bed out of branches, leaves, and vines, and chewed on the dry and hard snake meat while swallowing it with difficulty.

Late at night, the moon is in the sky.

Zhang Teng looked at the resemblance of the moon ring, and suddenly missed the days before waking up.

By the moonlight, he looked at his little hands, which were as dry as chicken feet, and seemed to have some understanding, but he was also more confused.

He sighed softly and said to himself, "Where the hell is this? Can I go back?"

The night breeze caresses the earth, and the moonlight gently illuminates the earth.

The whole world is quiet and lonely.

Two days later, Zhang Teng, who was ragged and thin-skinned, suddenly saw an open eye.

After so many days, he finally saw the real human population.

Large fields, green vegetable fields, all kinds of curved and circling grassy paths, gurgling blue streams, chickens and dogs smelling each other, noisy people, and houses are lined up, which seems vibrant, calm and busy.

Zhang Teng noticed that the villagers' costumes were similar to those of the Qin and Han dynasties, but different. For example, the improvement and simplification of Hanfu, in short, is definitely not a modern costume, nor is it a minority costume. Seeing this scene, Zhang Teng's heart sank slightly, but he was a little unwilling.

There were a few children playing on the side of the road, so he walked over and asked one of the older children, about seven or eight years old, "Where is this, little friend?"

The boy looked at him for a moment, and with a look of contempt in his eyes, he cried out and said something to him.

"Dialect?" Zhang Teng frowned, he didn't understand what the other party said at all, and at the same time he also felt that the other party didn't seem to be so friendly. The boy looked so high and swaggering that he seemed to look down on him.

Zhang Teng shook his head and said to the child, "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you said. I'd better look for your lords. ”

The kid understood what he was shaking his head, and while he was discouraged, he was a little angry, and he pursed his lips and planned to ignore Zhang Teng. Just as he was about to turn around, his gaze suddenly fell on Zhang Teng's waist.

Zhang Teng looked down at the dagger on his waist, smiled at him, didn't care, shook his head and planned to leave.

The child suddenly reached out to stop him, shouting something excitedly. And his little friends also had bright eyes, shouted something, and hugged Zhang Teng together.

The child became more and more energetic, and without waiting for Zhang Teng to speak, he reached out and wanted to pull out Zhang Teng's dagger.