Looking around, I basically have a judgment about my current situation, if nothing else, we should have fallen from the cotton-like lake on the top of the cave, and the location at this time should be under the magic lake.

It stands to reason that there would be no people, not even life, in this place, but I could clearly hear a few coughs, and my heart instantly hung in the air after I was sure that the sound was not made by any of us.

The sound came from under a stone monument more than two meters high. It's a black stone monument, and because it's so huge, it looks like a wall.

In fact, it has been a few minutes since I woke up, and I have a rough idea of the strange scenes around me, how do I look at it, this is a naturally formed cave, but if you look closely, you can see traces of artificial transformation everywhere.

Let's just say that this huge stone monument is not only a masterpiece of mankind, but also a skilled craftsman who spent a lot of effort to create it.

I walked slowly towards the stele, and as the distance retracted, I first determined that it was a stone stele polished by a human, and when I leaned out of the stele halfway through, I shuddered with fright.

I saw a man sitting behind the stele.

It was an old man, with his hair and beard hanging down to the ground.

I've never seen someone with such a long beard, and it shouldn't have been cut for more than a decade or even decades.

What made me even more strange was that the old man seemed to be undressed, and through his long gray-white beard, dark flesh was faintly visible. This is simply a giant, although he is sitting cross-legged, but the height is more than one meter, if he stands up, he must be a giant more than two meters tall.

Dead person? I said secretly in my heart, hesitated for a moment, but continued to walk a few steps forward. As I walked, I deliberately stepped out of my voice, as if to test whether he was really a dead man.

One step, two steps......... My heart was pounding and pounding with the movement of my footsteps, and my palms were sticky. When I was about five or six meters away from the old man, I saw that his closed eyes suddenly seemed to move.

No way! Sure enough, it's alive! I exclaimed in my heart.

However, when I stopped to examine the face, which was almost covered in beard, it was as if it had been carved out of stone again, and there was no movement in my eyes.

Am I dazzled? It's really possible to think about it, and the whole person is in a state of high tension at this moment.

With that in mind, he took two more steps forward.

I remember very well that I was only four meters away from the old man, and when I hesitated to lean over to find out, what I never expected was that the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

It was a pair of gray eyes, soft and weak, staring at me motionlessly.

It stands to reason that in this case, I should have been very nervous and frightened, and full of wariness of the old man in front of me, but the moment I looked at each other, I felt a sense of peace, a feeling that I had never felt before, and it is difficult to describe in words.

"Who are you? Over here...... Where is this? Seeing that the old man did not speak, I hesitated for a moment and spoke first.

The old man still had no expression on his face, and he didn't answer my question directly.

"It's been a long time since anyone has been here, and I don't even remember if it's hundreds or thousands of years, it's you??"

The old man's voice was very calm at first, but at the end, it suddenly raised, and his voice was no longer calm. Before I could answer this inexplicable sentence, the old man continued: "No! No way! He must have been feathered for many years...... You look like him! ”

In the end, the old man regained his previous calm.

I hadn't gotten an answer to my question yet, but when I heard him say that, my curiosity surged up.

The old man's words are very nonsensical, what are hundreds of years, thousands of years, and say that he really looks like me...... But I didn't have that as a crazy thing.

In the past few months, the mysteries in my heart have piled up layer by layer, including the living corpse that I saw under the Yellow River at that time, who is he?

Could the old man be referring to the living corpse?

"Have you ever seen someone who looks like me?" I couldn't help but speak.

The old man did not answer me, but asked me if he had sent me.

He? I was even more confused. There is another one of them.

Since it was a vain question, I simply kept silent and stared at him with eyes expecting answers.

The old man paused for a moment and continued to ask me, "Do you know me?" ”

When he heard that he finally got on the channel with me, he quickly replied, "I don't know you!" I don't know where it is. ”

When the old man heard this, his eyes widened slightly, and then he laughed out loud, and the sound was like ringing a brass bell, and it shook my ears.

"You don't even know who I am? This...... No wonder! I don't really know what age it is......"

The old man seemed to be talking to himself, with pathos in his voice.

"That'...... Old man, you ...... Who are you? ”

"General! I'm a general! ”

The old man seemed surprised and somewhat agitated that I didn't know who he was.

Generals? Generals? My brain quickly searched for memories of the name.

I have heard this name mentioned by my uncle, when it was determined that the so-called Dayu tomb was actually a dry tomb, my uncle had played a general.

I remember him introducing it like this:

A long time ago, he once asked Haotian for a huge branch of the Divine Tree. After the Fox was sealed, after the branches of the Sacred Tree touched the shell of the Fox,

Slowly integrated into the body of the dragon, became a new life form, and occupied the body of the dragon, this is the zombie king general!

In fact, although there are four zombie ancestors in legend, not all of them are vampire zombies! Among the four major zombie ancestors, only the generals are bloodsucking zombies, so the zombies we talk about are all the descendants of the generals.

The generals are formed by the changes in the body of the generals, and they have no soul and no soul, so the descendants of the generals have no soul and inherit the blood-sucking characteristics of the generals.

The Shogun was a huge mistake made by the Great Dao in the last Chaos Season, due to the mistake of the Great Dao, the Shogun himself has a special ability, and unlike any creature in the Chaos Season, he has neither a primordial god nor a true spirit.

In other words, he has no soul of his own, but he has the ability that other creatures do not have, devouring the souls of other creatures to gain power. And he can assimilate the souls of other creatures as they devour them, making them his own slaves, and other creatures he assimilates thus possess his abilities.

The Great Dao controls the law of chaos and desolation with the soul of a creature, and the generals are independent and not under its control, the generals and their servants develop extremely rapidly, and soon the world created by the Great Dao is full, and the Great Dao is angry and destroys the last chaotic season, and the heavens and the earth return to chaos, and only the generals escape alone and hide in the void space.

I don't know how many years passed, the general saw a bright light in front of him, he jumped into it with all his might, and found that he was in a new world. And the gap that he jumped out of was actually the hole that the two saints broke through the sky when they were fighting, and the two people who fought were Yang Mei and Hongjun.

Later, the general was subdued by Nuwa and became Nuwa's servant, after Nuwa mended the sky and feathered, the general was tempted by Rahu and the demon was brutal and murdered, Hongjun was furious and united with Yang Mei to subdue it, and then Yang Mei turned into a cage and imprisoned the minister in the sky.