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"Crackle," I was dazed, and I faintly heard a slight popping sound. The whole body is weak, this feeling is like waking up in a dream, knowing that you are dreaming, but you just can't wake up, you can't control your body.

"Grandpa, does this medicine work?" I vaguely heard a boy's childish voice.

"It should work, this is the herb that grandpa went to Falling Soul Ridge to pick, and it has a miraculous effect on repairing the soul."

Another old voice rang out.

Then, slowly, I regained consciousness and smelled the pungent smell of herbs, which was very strong, and poured directly into my sea of consciousness through my nasal cavity. Gather on the soul and lift my soul.

"His consciousness returned." The old voice rang out.

At this time, I gradually took control of my body and slowly opened my eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt a sharp feeling of dizziness, and after a few moments, I recovered.

I looked carefully at the place I was, it was a dilapidated brick house, like a dilapidated house from the Republic of China period, and I was lying on a wooden bed, and a little boy was standing next to the bed, looking at me curiously.

And farther away, on a wooden bench, sat an elderly man. He squinted. He smiled at me kindly, and his hand was still fanning the boiling medicine unhurriedly.

The smell of medicine before was coming from the medicine cup, and the crackling sound was the sound of a tree branch ignition.

The room is not big, that is, 50 square meters, the furnishings are very simple, a bed, a wooden table, two stools, and clothes and pants hanging on the wall.

"Finally wake up, young man." The old man smiled.

"You sleep well, there is only one bed at home. You slept for 2 days and 2 nights, so that we didn't have a place to sleep, so we could only sleep on the ground. The little boy glared at me vigorously.

"Uh," I looked at the little boy, I was a little stunned, what is the situation? Where am I? What am I doing here? Who are they?

This little boy is about 14 years old, he looks cold but his facial features are very delicate, and there is a strong murderous aura between his eyebrows.

Where was I before I fell unconscious? I frowned and recalled.

"Holy! Am I not in the City of the Dead! As if at the last time, it was swallowed by a crack? ”

I remembered it all at once, what the hell was it. What's the matter, is it the same as the space-time rift in the world of the bronze coffin, allowing me to travel to ancient times??" Anyarin! "My heart ached, and I suddenly thought of Anyarin, who was still in the penal colony waiting for me to save her.

"Ahh I was so excited that I suddenly felt a tearing pain all over my body, and I quickly checked my body.

At this glance, my heart instantly sank to the bottom, and at this time, my body was in a state of collapse, the meridians were broken, and the bones thought that the tendons were also twisted and entangled. The longitudinal division is in the talent.

And the soul is also imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move, and I can't sense the power of the true spirit of the bronze coffin, there should be an inexplicable force that shields my induction.

At this time, my strength is completely lost, and I am completely an ordinary person.

I squinted, this would not have happened under normal circumstances, and I sensed that there was an inexplicable force in my body that prevented my body from recovering and imprisoned my soul.

"This should be an unknown force tainted by the rift." I secretly said in my heart, if I resolve it, it will not be difficult, I can just refine it slowly, but it will take a while, and in a short period of time, I can only live as an ordinary person.

"Don't move, the wound has just healed, and the line will collapse if you move." The old man smiled faintly.

"Crashing lines?" I was stunned for a moment, and quickly opened my clothes and pants, and found that there were many wounds on my body, which had been stitched up, and blood was oozing from time to time from the wounds.

"Still thinking about women at this time?" The boy's face was strange.

"What dynasty is it now?" I'm heartbroken, I'm back in the past, what about Anyarin!

"Dynasty?" The boy looked at me strangely, "There are no dynasties in the cultivation world, this is the Great Desert City. ”

"Desert City?" I was stunned, this name is so familiar.

"! Isn't this the desert city of the ghost world? "I suddenly had a spirit, how did I get to the ghost world! And it's also a desert city!

From the capital of the undead, the human world over there in New York, was sucked into the crack, and directly to the ghost world located in China?

If you think about it, China and the United States are two opposite places, and it's not very strange that I was sucked into the desert city. Figuring out where I am and knowing that I haven't traveled back in time makes me feel much more at ease.

At least, I can return to the human world!

"You're ghosts?" Since it is a desert city in the ghost world, the old man and the little boy are definitely not alive.

"Yes, I didn't expect you to fall from the sky and fall into the desert city, fortunately I rescued you after passing by, if you were met by other ghosts, you would have been eaten a long time ago." The old man smiled.

I was too weak to notice the thick yin qi on the boy and the old man at first.

"No, your thing." The boy took out a scroll from behind him and handed it to me.

"God List?" I calmed down and took the scroll, this thing is one of the two major gods in the capital of the undead, now that I think about it, the god list and the meteorite god gold seem to be here.

Without the God List, it is impossible for the City of the Undead to succeed if it wants to advance to the Royal City. Su Tianzheng, I have done you a great favor.

For the next few days, I lived with them as an ordinary person.

After getting along, I know that they are ordinary citizens of the desert city, the old man's name is Dugu Yan, the boy's name is Dugu Langya, Dugu Langya is the grandson of the old man, and Dugu Langya did not become a ghost after he died.

He is a congenital ghost, his parents are ghosts, and after the ghost is combined, Dugu Langya was born, this is called a congenital ghost, as soon as the congenital ghost is born, the monk is in the ghost master, and the starting point is much higher than the acquired ghost.

And his parents were killed by monks in a nearby city during an outing, and he grew up with his grandfather since he was a child, so he has a deep affection for his grandfather, because he has no parental love, his temperament is very strange, sometimes withdrawn, sometimes naughty.

This is very similar to me, I was also brought up by my grandfather when I was a child, my parents went out to work and had no time to take care of me, and I was also like Dugu Langya, withdrawn but eager to be loved.

The grandfather and grandson are the two most ordinary ghosts, which are considered to be the lowest level, grandpa's cultivation is a high-level ghost master, and the monk of Dugu Lang is also a high-level ghost master.

Grandpa's cultivation is low because he has no talent, and if Dugu Lang is evil, I always feel that there seems to be a strange power in his body, constantly absorbing his cultivation, that is, the hidden murderous nature between his eyebrows.

Their grandparents were very kind to me, they didn't think anything strange because I was a living person, and they didn't ask me much about my background, thinking that I had accidentally broken into the ghost world.

During my recuperation, my grandfather went to Falling Soul Ridge every day to help me collect medicine and boil it, and restore my soul strength.

After 4 days, all my external injuries are healed, but I still need to sort out the inside. I estimated that it would take at least 3 months to fully recover.

After many years, I returned to the Desert City again, I sighed a little, when I left, the Desert City wanted to be promoted to the Royal City, but now it seems that it has failed, the Desert City has not expanded, it is still the Desert City.

"Langya, your sword is a little interesting." I sat on a stone bench in front of the door and watched the boy dance the sword.

He held an iron sword in his hand, wielding it with murderous aura, the blade was fierce, the move was deadly, there was no gorgeousness at all, each sword was simple and hidden in the air, there was no sound of breaking through the air.

"I'm not a sword dancer, I'm a sword that kills." Dugu Langya gathered his sword and stood.

"At a young age, you're quite capable of pretending to be forced," I rubbed my chin and muttered for a moment, "Who taught you this sword move?" ”

"I realized it myself, as if I was born with an understanding of kendo." Dugu Langya said solemnly.

After getting along in the past few days, Dugu Langya has also let go of my guard, completely accepted me, and trusted me, because we are really alike.

"Stride, stomp..." ，

At this moment, a large group of guards ran in the distance.

"Bang," the two guards dragged a figure, their arms exerting force, and threw it violently.

"Boom," there was a loud bang, and the tossed figure shattered a boulder and coughed up blood.

"Grandpa!" Dugu Langya's eyes are cracking.