As the sun gradually rose, the temperature around him also slowly rose, and the golden sunlight cast dappled sunlight on Zhang Jun's body through the gaps in the leaves.

However, none of these gave him the slightest warmth, his face was still heavy, and when he recalled the experience of these days, he still felt like he was living in a dream, and the first twenty years were all in vain.

After seeing Fu Chunqiao's corpse, he fell into self-blame. He felt that if he cared more about Fu Chunqiao, Fu Chunqiao would not die, everything was his fault, he made a mistake similar to that man's.

The forensic doctor's identification of Chunqiao's death was due to excessive fatigue and deficiency of qi and blood, which eventually led to death.

Zhang Jun also believed this statement at first, until the evening, and what happened that night broke his original worldview and destroyed his perception of the world.

After seeing Fu Chunqiao's body, because he was depressed, he found a nearby hotel that didn't require an ID card to live in, but he didn't need an ID card because he didn't want the man to know his whereabouts.

It was a small hotel in the suburbs, relatively shabby, the iron doors were locked with large chains, the price was not very high, and the room was a small single room.

After the bald middle-aged landlord gave him the key, he turned and left.

Zhang Jun followed the arrows and slogans posted on the yellowed lime walls, and successfully found the No. 4 room on the second floor where he was renting.

Using the old key, he opened the green lacquered iron door that had been a little peeling, kicked open the pile of cards with naked girls under the door, and Zhang Jun walked into the somewhat dark room.

With the faint light, Zhang Jun turned on the lights in the room, and as the flickering light tube gradually stabilized, Zhang Jun finally saw the whole picture of the room.

To the right of his entrance was an old wooden bed, covered with a yellowed and old quilt, and next to the bedside table, there was a bedside table with three drawers, on top of the bedside table, there was an old-fashioned table lamp with orchids painted on it, and to his left, a somewhat yellowed wall.

Directly opposite him was a closed window, nailed into a fork with a wooden plank, and next to the window, was a toilet.

Zhang Jun casually put his backpack on the bed and walked to the toilet without care, compared to this kind of hotel with water and beds, he lived in a more modest accommodation, so he was quite satisfied with this hotel.

Walking to the window, Zhang Jun subconsciously wanted to observe the outside through some transparent glass, but failed, this window has not been cleaned for I don't know how long, the outside is covered with thick dust, and I can only roughly see that behind the window is a small alley.

Since it couldn't be opened, Zhang Jun gave up and turned to the toilet, and suddenly, a strange figure appeared in the mirror outside the toilet facing the toilet.

Zhang Jun's heart twitched suddenly, almost stopped beating, and he was caught off guard, retreating several steps in a row, leaning against the wall, gasping for breath, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Zhang Jun shook his head, looked at the mirror again, and was relieved after making sure that it was himself in the mirror.

"I didn't expect me to be dazzled too." He smiled self-deprecatingly, then turned on the light in the toilet to make it brighter.

And just when he turned around, the back in the mirror became a stranger again, but because of the relationship between turning his head, Zhang Jun didn't see it.

Zhang Jun returned to the room, and after sorting out the things in the backpack, he lay directly on the bed, closed his eyes, and somehow, in his mind, he suddenly remembered the coffin mark on his chest that Fu Chunqiao said.

"Tonight?" He frowned, thinking to himself, but quickly shook his head again, he didn't want to disturb his good brother who was dead.

As a wave of sleepiness hit, Zhang Jun yawned and slowly fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, a tingling pain in his chest woke him up, and in a daze, Zhang Jun saw a black stranger figure lying on his chest, not knowing what he was doing.

Zhang Jun trembled, and the person immediately came to his senses, but in the blink of an eye, the black stranger figure disappeared again.

Zhang Jun glanced at the small room with palpitations, only to feel that his body was cold, the lights in the room were still on, and the surroundings were obviously very bright, but they could not bring him a sense of security at all.

Even through the sealed window, the darkness he saw sent chills down his spine.

At this time, there was a tingling pain in his chest, Zhang Jun hurriedly took off his clothes, and saw that on his chest, on his bronzed skin, a black square mark the size of a fingernail appeared there.

Zhang Jun was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly ran to the toilet, carefully observed this mark through the mirror, and suddenly found that this mark was exactly the same as the black coffin mark described by Fu Chunqiao.

This made his scalp tingle, and when he raised his eyes and looked in the mirror again, the figure reflected in it seemed to have become an expressionless young man.

The air around him suddenly froze, and Zhang Junqiang endured his fear, looked at the young figure, and found that this figure was exactly the same as the corpse he had seen in Stone Village.

At that time, in addition to him, Fu Chunqiao and Xu Yi saw it, and Xu Yi was so scared that he couldn't sleep for several days.

In a trance, the corners of the figure in the mirror rose to reveal a strange smile, and a voice that seemed to come from the boundless hell sounded in Zhang Jun's ears.

"You'll be back!"

Since then, Zhang Jun has never slept well, as long as he closes his eyes, what appears in front of him is a black coffin standing in the air, and then crawling out of the coffin with an expressionless face.

Time to go back to the present!

Zhang Jun looked indifferently at the stone house, after half a month of torture, he was already desperate to an extreme at this time, the devil in his heart was waking up little by little, the bloodshot on his eyeballs, coupled with his decadent and desperate temperament, made him look very dangerous.

When the sun rose in the middle, Zhang Jun dragged a backpack out of the tent, and a hideous and crazy smile appeared on his face.

He carried his backpack and made a simple launcher in a clearing, and then unzipped the backpack, only to see that it was full of grenades, but the workmanship was relatively rough and old, and it was also with a drawstring, which should be a product of the fifties and sixties.

"Since you want me to die, let's die together."

Zhang Jun was in a very crazy state now, on the verge of collapse at any time, he looked excited and put a bundled grenade on the launcher, quickly pulled off one of the leads, and more than a dozen grenades flew out and fell into the stone village.

At this time, although it was daytime, when it came to the lively stone village at night, there was not even a single person who went out.

"Boom ......"

With the explosion of the grenade, the skyrocketing sound waves resounded in a radius of five or six kilometers, and three or four houses made of stone were blasted open, revealing a terrifying scene inside.

I saw that the inside of the broken stone, it seemed to be the same texture as flesh and blood, it was suddenly exploded, the gravel was still squirming slightly, inside the stone house, there were the white bones of the villagers who had long since died, around his white bones, there were still a large number of bones, in the center of the room, it was really a black coffin, dark in color, as if it could suck away all the light, and an incomparably cold aura circulated on it.

"Boom ......"

Zhang Jun did not stop, and threw several bundles of grenades at once, and for a while, a series of explosions resounded throughout the ancient dead land. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "Breaking the Heavens World Claw Book House" for free for the first time.