After returning to Qiantang with Liu Zheng and others to hand over the task, Luo Zhijian returned to the school to be his student party, and then the Special Group Office never looked for him again, and he had no other ideas, continued to complete his studies, and worked hard for a smooth graduation.

However, the work in Qiantang is considered to be settled, although the field staff of the special group office have to contact superpowers, which is dangerous, but it is a public establishment, and besides, he is a superhero - 'gluttony'. Hehe, who is afraid of such a thing as a fight!

If the cold came on schedule, Luo Zhijian, as in previous years, returned to his hometown in Lincang, Yunnan Province for the New Year.

Although Lincang is the county and city with the largest number of ethnic minorities living in the city, and there are more than ten or twenty ethnic groups living in the city, the atmosphere of the Han Spring Festival is not lost to other places at all.

Lincang four seasons like spring, during the New Year's Festival can still feel the wind and smooth, the fragrance of flowers is full of garden, every winter, there will be a large number of tourists come here to celebrate the New Year, Yunnan is a large province of labor export, at the end of the year, a large number of people working outside have returned to their hometown, during this time, not very prosperous Lincang will soon become extremely lively, in the street can hear a variety of southern and northern tones. In addition, there are many local ethnic minorities who also have similar celebrations at the end of the year, such as the Yi people's "bitter farewell", the Wa people's "Wo Festival", the Lahu people's "Konihani", the Dai people's "longevity year", etc., so Luo Zhijian's annual winter vacation is very happy.

Of course, this year is even cooler.

Perhaps because there is an unknown creature in his body, Luo Zhijian's eating habits have changed accordingly, originally as a native of Yunnan, he belongs to the kind of person who dares to eat anything, and now he has a soft spot for raw and cold food. When he saw the bloody ethnic minority delicacies such as pig's blood mixed with meat, chopping red and white sheng, and blood wang placed along the street, the saliva couldn't stop flowing down like a waterfall, and now it's not enjoyable if you don't come to one or two plates every day.

On this day, Luo Zhijian wandered around the street again, to see what else he could find, and saw a group of people surrounded in the distance, and the people of Yunnan were all good-looking and lively, so he also came over together. At the center of the crowd were two people, one of whom was a middle-aged man in his forties, swearing and twisting the other person's clothes, and asking the people around him from time to time if they knew this person. And the person who was detained and not allowed to go was quite strange, he wore a horn mask made of unknown things on his face, and a ragged dark cotton coat was covered with an equally shabby bamboo armor, although he couldn't see his face, but he was probably not young, he was dragged to the back and forth, only when the middle-aged man wanted to lift the mask on his face, he would reach out to cover it.

Luo Zhijian inquired with the person next to him, and it turned out that the middle-aged man was the owner of a restaurant on the street, and this crazy weirdo stole the roast chicken that their family put at the door, but he had no money to pay the bill, so he was caught. Originally, the boss was going to call the police, but he couldn't understand a word of what the madman was saying, and he was worried that he was an ethnic minority, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he decided to go private, so he ran to the street to make a noise to see if he could lure his family over.

The crazy old man was still saying something sullenly, Luo Zhijian had good ears, and he could hear that the old man was speaking Miao from a long distance. In this place of Lincang, there are very few Miao people, no wonder there are so many people around him, and none of them understand his words. Coincidentally, Luo Zhijian was brought up by his grandparents when he was a child because his parents were busy with business, and his grandmother was a Miao person, so he naturally learned a lot of Miao language.

With this origin, Luo Zhijian couldn't leave the old man alone, so he walked out of the crowd, walked up to the restaurant owner, and said, "Don't hold him, how much is it in total, I will pay for it." ”

Luo Zhijian lives in this town, and the boss naturally knows that he has nothing to do with the old man, so he persuaded: "Don't worry about it, it has something to do with you." ”

"Alright, okay, so be it." Luo Zhijian tore away the boss's hand that grabbed the old man's clothes, stuffed him with two hundred yuan, and said casually, "Don't make a big fuss about the New Year, there is no roast chicken, give me another one." ”

The boss saw that Luo Zhijian insisted on taking care of this idle matter, so he could only follow him, and the onlookers saw that there was no more excitement to see, so they dispersed one after another. Luo Zhijian saw the old man sitting on the ground and didn't move, threw the roast chicken wrapped in oiled paper into the crook of his arm and wanted to leave, thought about it for a while and pulled him up, put it on his arm, and said in Miao language: "Ah Yi (uncle), where do you live, I'll send you back." ”

The old man's eyes looked directly at Luo Zhijian through the holes in the mask, and he didn't know what he was saying in his mouth.

"Uh-huh, ahhh Let's go, I won't send you when it gets dark. Luo Zhijian only vaguely heard that he was speaking in Miao, but he didn't know its true meaning, so when he was old and slurred his speech, he perfunctorily agreed a few words, urging him to hurry up and show the way.

The old man trembled and stretched out his finger. Following the guidance, the two walked through the streets and alleys, all the way out of the city, but the old man's home had not yet arrived. Luo Zhijian was a little puzzled, he knew that it would be a desolate wilderness to go further, and there could be no more people, so he asked out loud: "Ah Yuan, who are you?" There is no road ahead. ”

The old man wrapped his hands around Luo Zhijian's arm like iron tongs at some point, and he didn't answer when he heard his question, but just dragged him to continue walking.

Luo Zhijian was full of doubts in his heart, but he has always been bold, and now he has become a superpower, and he is even more fearless, seeing that the old man refuses to let him go or struggle, he is ready to follow him to see if there is anything new, if he dares to be unfavorable to himself, it is a big deal to bite to death.

Since the old man went out of the city, his movements have become more and more sensitive, and at this time, his steps were fast, and he took Luo Zhijian around the city, and actually arrived in front of an ancient temple.

The temple is made of pitch-black wood, and the architectural style is completely different from ordinary temples, revealing strange and evil spirits everywhere. The temple is covered with cobwebs and dust, and the incense should have been cut off a long time ago. There is a black iron statue in the main hall of the temple that reaches to the roof, and I don't know which way it is, with two horns on its head, its face is hideous and terrifying, and it is holding a long knife with a strange shape in the hand stretched forward.

Just when Luo Zhijian was looking around, the strange old man behind him actually found the little flag out of nowhere, ran to the center of the hall and danced, and chanted the incantation in a strange tone. The old man's crazy footsteps raised the dust on the ground, and the sound of frustration caused a burst of echoes in the dilapidated hall, sounding like there were countless people chanting incantations at the same time, Luo Zhijian saw this, and his heart was also a little uneasy, and he wanted to slip away with a slight movement under his feet, but he didn't want to tripped over something under his feet as soon as he turned around, and almost fell.

He inadvertently looked down, but was shocked to see that there was a corpse lying on the ground! Luo Zhijian didn't hesitate anymore, he raised his leg and was about to leave, but he stopped just after taking a step.

His surroundings were littered with broken corpses, the hall and walls were gone, the sky was filled with smoke and dust, the smell of blood was thick in his mouth and nose, and his ears were filled with the desolate sound of the wind.

Where there are any ancient temples, he is simply in a Shura hell.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Luo Zhijian looked back, and saw a person stumbling out of the fog behind him, grazing his shoulders and running over, no matter how he called, he didn't stop, and soon disappeared in front.

Some more people ran past him like they were running for their lives, and as soon as Luo Zhijian wanted to grab one to ask about the situation, he felt a dull buzzing sound behind him.

The voice grew louder and louder, and finally converged into a single shout:

"Run, they're coming!!"

He was greeted by a surging crowd of people, each with an indescribable fear on their faces, their hair disheveled, their armor discarded, and some even lost their shoes. Luo Zhijian flashed left and right in the crowd, but fortunately, he was strong enough, and these deserters didn't have time to take care of him, so he was not knocked down by people who were panicked.

The smoke and dust were stirred up again, and this time it was a monster that jumped out. The monster had a lizard body, its skin was as yellow as dead wood, and it stood up more than two meters high, only to see it quickly catch up with the last deserter, and pierce him with one claw, and the man fell in a pool of blood before he could scream.

More monsters rushed over, they just glanced at Luo Zhijian, who was standing still, and continued to chase after the fleeing crowd in front. Some of the soldiers, knowing that they could not escape, turned around in desperation and came back to fight with the monsters.

Luo Zhijian watched coldly, he had already seen that this group of deserters was dressed very primitively, and they were definitely not from their age, and there could be no hordes of monsters in reality, so he deduced that this place must be a fantasy. Since what he saw was not the real scene, and these monsters did not attack him, he didn't bother to save these NPCs in vain.

Luo Zhijian watched the two sides fight for a while, and suddenly found that although these monsters were strangely shaped, they could use their claws, tails and even various parts of their bodies to attack others very effectively, which gave him a lot of inspiration. You must know that after he became a glutton, although his strength and speed increased exponentially, more often than not, he just followed the beast instinct in his heart to fight, and did not have too many skills to speak of. Especially after losing to the drunken unicorn in the bar, he is deeply aware of his shortcomings and has always wanted to learn some techniques that can improve his combat ability, but he has never been able to get the essentials.

He once consulted Liu Zheng, but Liu Zheng's dragon claw hand is not suitable for himself after transformation, and there is no so-called internal force drive can not exert power, he also turned to the Internet, but his body structure is too strange, and there are no moves that can be used on the Internet, so you can't watch "Animal World" to learn it...

Now is a golden opportunity, Luo Zhijian stared intently at the monster's movements, his mind turned rapidly, there was no time to care, and before he knew it, he had gone deep into the battlefield. By the time Luo Zhijian came back to his senses, he couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and there were people and beasts fighting each other everywhere, and the huge shouts of killing, the sound of gold and iron clashing and the screams before dying converged into a noisy sound, hitting his eardrums wave after wave, and he couldn't tell whether all this was true or false at this time.

However, at this moment, a high-pitched cry for help sounded, like lightning in the dark, which instantly attracted Luo Zhijian's attention.

"Ahhhh

Luo Zhijian followed the sound and quickly chased after him.

It turned out to be five monsters, dragging a young man, who were running quickly into the depths of the battlefield, and the cry for help was made by this person.

Luo Zhijian looked at it again, and his heart suddenly jumped, this person who was caught, unlike other human soldiers, was wearing a black vest!

This person, like himself, is from the outside world!