When Zhong Kui opened his eyes, he saw a lot of strangers around him, and he wanted to owe himself, but he was restricted by the pain all over his body. In the end, he had to ask, "Who are you?" ”

One of the older men smiled at him kindly and said, "We are survivors. Thou hast fainted in the land of death, and it was our men who saw thee and brought thee up. ”

"The Land of the Dead?" Looking up at the top of the steep cliff like a knife, they were in the middle of the canyon. It was as if it were a natural stone house, and above their heads, there was a huge opening surrounded by glowing pieces of glass.

The wind came suddenly and walked silently. The cave starts to get hot when there is no wind, and the temperature is at least 20Cs. The land of death is in the north, Zhong Kui remembers that it seemed to be in a hospital before, how did he come to the land of death in a blink of an eye?

He subconsciously moved his fingers, and the pain in his fingertips attracted his attention. There was something green on the tip of his right finger, as if it had been scratched and bloodied. He glanced at the others vigilantly, all with black faces, staring at him like a tiger.

"Well, don't get me wrong, they're all iron-clad men. Beware of the invasion of bloodless races, they cut a piece of skin on your finger to verify that you are human. The old man who was close to Zhong Kui explained in a chattering voice.

A thin woman used a bamboo tube to bring water, and poured it into a broken bowl with a gap for Zhong Kui to drink.

The water is very sweet, just like the water quality in the well in my hometown. Zhong Kui took a sip, and suddenly felt that his mouth and tongue were full of relish, and his spirit doubled.

"How did you get here?"

The old man glanced at it. The man who watched them calmly on the side sighed and said, "We fled here for our lives, and I don't know when and from where some strange people came. They often sneak into your home in the dark of night and kidnap your family, children, the elderly, and your wife. The captive ones will not be released back until ten days and a half months, and after they are released, they will be like idiots, and they will not remember anything. Not only can I not remember, but I also go crazy from time to time, beating and scolding people. We are in an area far away from the emperor with high mountains, remote and inconvenient transportation. When someone found out about this problem, when the night came, they secretly lurked nearby, and actually saw some strange creatures about the same size as humans entering the human house. We are united in our fight back against these invaders, we use hoes, wooden sticks against them. But what I didn't expect was that they could come back from the dead, and there was not a drop of blood after death, just like mud, but they had a lot of regenerative power, even if you broke it into a few pieces, it could be resurrected after a while, and the power was greater than before. ”

Is this a fantasy story? Or did the old man deliberately tell something sensational to scare him? Zhong Kui didn't know, but in his mind, he vaguely remembered that there seemed to be such a thing. Blood was taken from his fingers, strange human beings lying on the hospital bed, and who else babbled a lot during his coma. Otherwise, how could he have known that he was Zhong Kui?

"So, how did you get here?"

The old man hesitated, not knowing whether to tell the stranger, who had just recovered from their experience.

Distrust is seen in the eyes of the other party, and in this case, only if they are honest with each other, a consensus will be reached, and there will be no doubts and distrust from the other party. Zhong Kui smiled bitterly and said, "My name is Zhong Kui, I am from City A, and I have dealt with all kinds of demons and monsters all my life. He said. He smiled apologetically, "People call me Mr. Ghost Hunter, ashamed, I don't remember the rest." ”

"Mr. Ghost Hunt?" There was a commotion in the crowd, some people were shaking their heads, some were thinking. Some people seem to remember where they heard the legend of Mr. Ghost Hunt, and then they suddenly had an epiphany: "Zhong Kui, isn't it the Ghost Hunter King enshrined in our hall?" ”

As they spoke, their eyes were like spotlight lights, screeching towards Zhong Kui.

Not to mention, the appearance of this guy is really like Zhong Kui in the enshrinement portrait. Some people who believe in feudal superstition immediately decided that Zhong Kui was Zhong Kui, and God sent them to rescue them.

No matter how Zhong Kui explained, this group of people who escaped death were stubborn and surrounded him like a god.

Under the respect of the leader, Zhong Kui's status was immediately promoted. The people here respect him, and they look for him if they have a headache or brain fever, or if a child has a convulsive wind. Fortunately, he still knows some medical knowledge, and the use of herbs to treat some headaches and brain fever is not bad.

In the following half month, Zhong Kui slowly became familiar with the ins and outs of their group. They are like a group of ant troops, stationed in the rocky canyon for a long time. In the canyon clearing, food is grown, and the shiny glass overhead is used to absorb sunlight, and then refracted and tilted down to dry in the clearing.

The old man who led the way told Zhong Kui that it was originally an oasis and that some nomads lived there. However, it is not known what happened, and the nomadic population here disappeared overnight. Since then, it has become barren, full of wind and sand, gathering more and more, and it has become a small Gobi desert-like death zone.

The leader told Zhong Kuidao: "At first, when we fled here, we were very unaccustomed to it. The sand and gravel under your feet is a different feeling from the asphalt pavement, and it is really a footprint that slowly wears down your strength. Everywhere the eye looked, there was a desolation, gray sand and gravel ground, and the craggy peaks stood like knives, more like a sharp sword against the sky, and a strong sense of loneliness gradually enveloped and spread. The words of the great man Marx are right, man is a social animal, everyone needs the support of others, at least, to be a companion, and will not make the heart feel lonely and afraid. ”

"Well, I feel the same way." Zhong Kui echoed. ”

The old man continued, "This is the place of death. No one who has not seen it with their own eyes will never understand what it means. The first word that comes to mind when faced with it is 'death'! Indeed, this is the limit of survival, there is no water, no soil, the summer sun is like fire, and the winter wind is like a knife. The harsh environment is enough to stifle any fragile life, making it a barren land. ”

The old man took a sip of water and thought about the source. He lamented: "Water, especially precious here. We can only take a sip, but we dare not take a big gulp. ”

"Do you have the courage to go out and reclaim your home and land for me?"

"Think, how don't you think, think all the time. It's just! Whose fault do you think this happened? Is it the cannibalism of human beings or the desire for profit that makes them take the risk to commit this unpardonable sin? ”