The winding path is deep.

The rugged mountain road is lined with dry weeds and decaying woods, and from time to time you can see bare bones, both animal and human.

Lu Yang broke off a dead branch and rubbed it with his hand, which was directly broken into sawdust.

It is said that this scene was not caused by a long period of time, but was deprived of all its vitality in the moment when the magic spread.

"If such a magic goes on on Earth, a city will become a real ghost, in some ways more terrifying than a nuclear bomb."

Lu Yang sighed, and hurriedly chased after Yorick, who was almost out of sight.

Yorick carried a thick crockpot, but still walked on the uneven mountain roads.

After a few more miles, I crossed a valley and the scenery changed abruptly.

It's a bare canyon with no dead branches and leaves, all rocks and gravel, large and small, and it looks exceptionally clean. If it weren't for the ubiquitous black fog, Lu Yang almost thought he had left Shadow Island.

"Whoa...... Whoa......"

The slight sound of water running rings in my ears.

Lu Yang walked forward quickly and looked up.

A thin stream of water flows slowly down the cliff. It collided with the valley floor, stirring up a few mischievous splashes, which converged again to form a small pool.

The waterhole is crystal clear and looks like a thin layer, with a breeze blowing through and rippling in layers.

There were no fish in it, but it was sprinkled with round pebbles, as if carefully paved.

Lu Yang squatted down and bowed the water, the water was very cold, but it was very clean, without the slightest impurity.

He didn't dare to drink it directly, but washed his face and felt refreshed.

At this time, it was almost dark, and Lu Yang walked half a circle along Xiao Tan before he saw the scene on the other end.

The overflowing water merged into a thin stream, meandering into the distance.

He observed that the direction of the flow was contrary to the several routes he had planned, but the direction of the flow could be expected.

Lu Yang nodded secretly, it was enough to get this information. It's impossible to get to the bottom of it, and with a general location and location, it's enough not to run around like a headless fly.

When Lu Yang was enjoying the scenery and observing the surroundings, Yorick had already begun to receive water, and when Lu Yang returned, the clay pot was just full.

Then the two went to the beach again.

The waterhole, the temple, and the nearest coast are connected in a roughly right-angled triangle. The line between the waterhole and the nearest shore corresponds to the hypotenuse.

So, this distance is farther than usual from the temple to the seaside.

Halfway through, it was completely dark.

Lu Yang was worried that he would not run into Hammerstone or other undead lords again.

As it turned out, he was overthinking. The Shadow Isle is large enough, but there are very few Undead Lords.

If there was no danger, he was actually quite looking forward to seeing them. Especially those figures that I am familiar with...... Commonly known as the Centaur Shadow of War, the spear of vengeance, Calista, the Death Singer, and many more.

Lu Yang planned that if he never had a chance, when his strength was enough in the future, he would definitely return to Shadow Island, arrest them, and play with these large models.

Standing on the beach, I took a look.

Darkness is still darkness!

"Let's go."

Lu Yang turned his head and left.

The next day's mission is complete.

……

The third day was also the day when Lu Yang decided to leave.

As soon as he got up in the morning, Lu Yang got a huge piece of good news.

It began to rain lightly.

His eyes lit up instantly: "Even God is helping me, but unfortunately there is no thunder." But it's not bad that the rain will wash away the traces I left behind when I escaped, making it harder for Yorick to hunt him down, and it will also mask the smell of my living people, making it even harder to be spotted by the dead. ”

"The time is there, the location is good, the day before yesterday is prepared, and after the upgrade, there are people and ...... With the right time, the right place, and the right people, there's no reason why I should fail. ”

Lu Yang squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then turned around and returned to the room according to the mood of being about to move.

Now, all you can do is recharge your batteries and wait for the night to come.

The rain has a tendency to gradually become heavier, from the initial drizzle, to a misty drizzle.

Lu Yang thought that he would be very impatient, but at this moment, he found that his heart was as calm as water.

Yorick's massive body sat cross-legged beside him, his eyes closed in meditation. He wore a turban over his head, armor of incredible thickness on his wrists and back, and his face was full of vicissitudes and fortitude.

"Yorick, how long have you been here?"

Lu Yang suddenly wanted to chat.

For various reasons, although they have been together for a month, there is not much communication between the two.

After making an appointment, he opened his eyes and said lightly, "I forgot." ”

His tone did not fluctuate, nor did he contain special feelings, as flat as answering someone "I have eaten".

"Why didn't you leave?"

"I can't leave, and I can't leave."

Inseparable from? If the information he knew in his previous life was good, Hammerstone and Centaur were also bound to Shadow Island and could not be freed. But they are all undead, and Yorick, despite his strange appearance, is a living person, so why can't he leave?

Noticing his cyan skin, Lu Yang woke up a little: "Although Yorick has not become an undead, I am afraid that he has still been affected. ”

I have to admire Yorick's willpower, if ordinary people were bound to one place for thousands of years, even if they could survive, I am afraid they would have gone crazy a long time ago.

But Yorick persevered, his mind was not distorted, and the days of being alone with the undead would continue.

I don't know if he is lucky or unlucky.

The two chatted a few more words, both of which Lu Yang asked, and Yorick replied, all of which were non-nutritious topics.

Because he had many scruples, he would lose more than he could, and soon the room was quiet again.

The rain was heavier, and there was a rattling sound. Listening to Lu Yang's ears, it is as beautiful as the most beautiful music.

Sometimes he lay down to rest, and sometimes he picked up his sword and pondered his swordsmanship.

Lu Yang found that he was quite talented in fighting, especially in the use of swords.

It only took ten days, and it was already used decently, and in battle, there were occasional flashes of inspiration.

Perhaps, I'm a sword genius?

Lu Yang teased himself in his heart.

He took a rag and carefully wiped his sword.

After his careful maintenance, the sword was no longer rusty, revealing a smooth blade.

Lu Yang gave it a name, Bai Feng Sword.

It's not anything special, it's just that it sounds good.

He consulted with Yorick that the sword might have been inscribed with runes and was a magic weapon. But after a long time, the magic power disappeared, and only the sturdy sword body remained, which was picked up by himself.

This shattered Lu Yang's illusion of picking up the divine soldier.

Maybe it was once a magic weapon, but now to put it mildly, it's just a sturdy metal bar.

After all, its blades are really blunt.

Lu Yang cherishes it very much.

In this environment, there is nothing to find fault with.

In Lu Yang's busyness, time flies.