It's night.

When Deng Twelve woke up again, he found that he was no longer in that barren land.

Surrounded by lush greenery, there are tall and vigorous trees on the side, and through the cracks in the trees, you can also see the bright crescent moon in the sky, and the small bright lights are dotted around.

Deng Twelve squinted, his chest was still in pain, but a cool feeling was constantly relieved, it seemed that someone had helped him with medicine.

A portable energy lamp was placed on a wooden shelf not far away, and the dim white light spread out in all directions, illuminating the surroundings faintly.

Around the energy lamp, dozens of people were crooked and twisted on the ground, all with their eyes closed and their faces hideous.

Deng Twelve's eyes swept over, and his heart was slightly startled, and he calmed down when he saw the darkness that was still hidden on his side under the moonlight.

I haven't taken back the darkness before I fell into a coma, and now that the darkness is guarding, I am much more relieved, at least for now, there is no danger here.

Dark is not a fancy source beast, it has a high degree of sensitivity to danger, if there is any danger against itself, it will naturally find out as soon as possible.

Deng Twelve quickly opened his eyes, stood up, walked to the side of the person closest to him, stretched out his right hand and put it on his neck to probe, and a cold touch came.

"Dead? no, the living dead?"

Deng Twelve frowned and looked around at everyone who had fallen to the ground.

The person he had just touched was stiff and cold, obviously not what a living person could be, but he was still snorting and exhaling.

After testing five or six people in a row, Deng Twelve stopped the movements in his hand and looked at the "dead corpses" all over the ground with a puzzled expression.

Among these people, I saw two familiar figures, one large and one small, very similar to the two before the coma, so if it is true, these people should have treated themselves.

But what is the situation now? "dead bodies" in one place, and there is not the slightest trace of resistance at the scene.

Deng Twelve shook his head, suddenly thought of something, recited the summoning spell, and summoned the 1121 that he had put away before.

"1121 can scan the state, then the state of these people can naturally be scanned. ”

Remembering the data in the previous panel, Deng Twelve immediately asked 1121 to start scanning, and soon, the data appeared.

Name: Chen Shen

Race: Human (??)

Attribute: Yang

Stage: Maturity

Rating: One star

Number of Contracts: None

Status: Lost Soul

Evolutionary pathways:??

Note: Sadness and joy are one and the same

"Lost souls, meaning these people are now soulless husks?"

Deng Twelve was a little uncertain, and tried several people in a row, but what he got was the same "lost soul" result, and then it was determined.

He looked up and down at the "dead corpses" around him, these "dead corpses" were basically the same as living people, except that they had no souls, although their body temperature was a little lower.

Just when Deng Twelve wanted to continue to investigate and rummage through the "dead corpse", there was a sudden movement not far away.

Deng Twelve turned his head to look, and at this time, there was also movement from the "dead corpse" on his side.

I saw a "dead corpse" sit up suddenly, its neck turned, its long tongue sticking out from its mouth to its neck, and its white eyes staring at him stunned.

Deng Twelve turned around, looked at the "dead corpse" on his side who suddenly sat up, his face was full of thought, and then as if he had figured out something, he quickly returned to the original position where he woke up and lay down, his eyes opened slightly, looking at the direction from which the movement came not far away.

Soon, a figure walked out of the forest, and when he saw the "dead body" sitting up, the figure was obviously stunned for a moment.

With the help of the light emitted by the energy lamp, Deng Twelve saw the figure clearly, it was an old man in a red robe.

The old man in red waved his hands, only to see a black shadow squirm behind him, and then dozens of translucent souls visible to the naked eye poured out of the black shadow, and each found a "dead corpse" and melted into it.

When everything was done, the black shadow behind the old man in red suddenly disappeared, as if he had never existed in this world.

He seemed to glance meaningfully in the direction where Deng Twelve was, and then leaned over and lay down, and the "dead corpses" who sat up just now also calmed down at this moment, and the expressions of all the "dead corpses" on the ground also returned to their normal appearance, no longer hideous.

Deng Twelve's eyes that had been pretending to sleep were also completely closed, and his injuries had not recovered at the moment, so it was better to rest more.

The dark figure looms in the shadows, still loyally waiting by the master's side.

In the early morning, the golden yellow circle of light slowly rose from the sky, and the sword-like golden rays burst out from one point, pulling the entire black curtain above and drawing a huge opening.

The golden light jumped in along the mouth of the fish, filling the sky like a stream of water, until all the black curtains disappeared, and the golden light stopped its edge, and gradually transformed towards the fish white.

Light and darkness alternate, warm and cold, and what I saw last night seemed to be nothing more than a nightmare, and when the light returned to the earth, this dream was like being expelled, and it was difficult to find it.

Branches on the sun.

A white horn and black rhinoceros pull the cargo on a pallet cart.

"Whew. ”

With a mouthful of turbidity spitting out, Deng Twelve opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the little boy who was also sitting on the board car beside him, and sighed softly in his heart.

At this moment, the little boy was not like the "dead body" last night, but was no different from ordinary people, regaining his consciousness, and was talking about something with a middle-aged man who looked like his father with an excited face.

And those "dead bodies" last night were also resurrected one by one at this moment, and they followed the cart towards their destination alive.

After talking, Deng Twelve knew that the team was going from the border countryside to the largest city nearby, Silver Moon City, and it was the father and son in front of him who saved him.

The father is called Chen Da, and the son is called Chen Xiaoxiao.

The 1121 in his hand made a light "ding", and Deng Twelve looked down.

Name: Chen Xiaoxiao

Race: Inferior Necromancer (1 star)

Attribute: Ghost

Stage: Juvenile

Grade: None

Status: Dependent

Evolutionary pathway: None

Notes: Joy built on nothingness

"Sure enough. ”

The last trace of doubt in Deng Twelve's heart was also put down, and when he saw this group of people "alive" this morning, he had some vague guesses, and it was not completely certain until now.

If his judgment was correct, at this moment, among this group of people, only himself and the old man in red were still alive, and the others were like this Chen Xiaoxiao, belonging to the dead spirit, and they were all attached to the living body at the moment.

Necromancy is a kind of ghost source beast that is condensed after the death of a life and transformed under the nourishment of yin qi, and it is also the easiest existence to be born in the ghost system.

It is a creature between the virtual and the real, and the most common skill is Soul Snatching, but according to Chen Xiaoxiao's level of less than one star, Soul Snatching can probably only make people feel a little cool when used, and it can't cause any other damage.

The level of the undead is related to the strength in front of them, and it is natural for the strong to be strong.

Among this group of undead, the highest-ranking is the tall man at the front of the team, named Chen Shide, a one-star undead, who should be the lowest-level source spirit envoy during his lifetime.

The other undead are all ordinary undead like Chen Xiaoxiao, who have no rank, almost all of them are transformed into ordinary people, there is no threat, they even need to cling to a living body to be exposed to the sun.

"They don't seem to know they're dead. ”

Looking at the undead who were no different from ordinary people, constantly talking and laughing, Deng Twelve clearly felt that things were not simple.

Deng Twelve's gaze crossed the group of undead and landed on the red-clothed old man on another cart, and he hesitated in his heart, but still didn't let 1121 scan him.

I'm not prepared to meddle with this matter, and the other party obviously doesn't intend to pay attention to me, if the 1121 scan provokes the other party, it will be more than worth the loss.

Deng Twelve was just about to withdraw his gaze, when suddenly the old man in red turned around, his wrinkled face sneered at him, and then turned back.

There was no word all the way, and the two were at peace in a group of undead.

"Dad, how long will it take to get to Silvermoon City?"

Chen Xiaoxiao's immature voice echoed in the forest, and everyone around looked at it with doting eyes, and the warmth in those eyes was deeply suffocating.

"Come on, when we get out of this forest, we will only have half a day to go. Chen Da gently touched Chen's little little head and smiled.

Chen Xiaoxiao enjoyed his father's touch, and said aggrievedly: "But, but I miss my mother." ”

Hearing this, the bodies of the people trembled and continued to walk forward.

A trace of pain flashed in Chen Da's eyes, and he still had a smile on his face, and said, "Didn't mom say that you would wait for Xiaoxiao at home, and when we go home after we get to Yinyue City, Xiaoxiao will be able to see Mom." ”

"But ......," Chen Xiaoxiao wanted to say something.

Chen Shide, who was in the lead, suddenly smiled and said: "Xiaoxiao, listen to your father, your mother said that she was waiting for you at home, so would she lie to you?"

At this time, Chen Xiaoxiao stopped talking, just lowered his head vigorously and sulked, and his little head kept looking in the direction he came.

Everyone smiled when they saw this, and their trembling bodies calmed down.

Deng Twelve, who had been closing his eyes, opened his eyes and looked thoughtfully at Chen Xiaoxiao, who was bowing his head, and behind him.

Then Deng Twelve shook his head again, maybe he was thinking too much.

All the way forward, night is approaching, and everyone has not yet left the jungle.

At this moment, the team chose to stop and prepare to wait until dawn tomorrow to set off.

Along the way, Deng Twelve's indifferent face made the people around him lose the desire to talk to him, and he himself was idle, sitting quietly on the side to cultivate the source power, and the old man in red also sat aside, looking at the people who were working with a smile.

Chen Shide took out an energy lamp that was several times brighter than last night from the board car and set it up in the middle to illuminate the dim dusk.

Everyone has their own division of labor, lighting a fire to cook, and being on duty, but Chen Xiaoxiao is idle and has nothing to do, and he runs away.

Until the sun disappeared and set, and the moon hung on the branches, he did not see him return.

The gusts of wind blew, and the smothered trees rustled, and the trunks of the trees that were originally tall were bent over, the dark clouds that blew floated, cutting off the moonlight sprinkled into the forest, and the "living people" who were originally full of life were turned into "dead corpses" in the blink of an eye.

Deng Twelve shivered, only to feel that his injured body was a little weak, and a gust of wind actually made him feel a little cold.

The old man in red on the side had a drastic change in his face.

I saw him hurriedly stand up and chant a spell, and a black shadow appeared and merged into his back, and then all the originally possessed dead spirits burst out of the "dead corpse" and disappeared into the black shadow.

didn't care about Deng Twelve, who was still on the side, after making sure that all the undead were put away, the old man in red turned around and ran, disappearing in the direction of the wind without looking back.

On the side, the two white-horned black rhinos that were tied to the trunk of the tree by the rope scurried uneasily, constantly mooing.

Darkness emerged from the shadows, making a "bang" sound in the direction of the old man's departure.

As the master, Deng Twelve naturally knew that this was the voice that he often made in the face of threats, which was not only a warning to himself, but also a warning to the enemy.

Deng Twelve's expression changed, and after some thought, he finally followed with a secret.