After walking for more than an hour, the phone's battery was completely depleted. The temperature in the air dropped sharply, but Lu Qing still hadn't found a place to spend the night. Faced with the fear of death, the heart rate begins to rise on its own, and the mood becomes more and more difficult to control. Although Lu Qing didn't want to die such a worthless death, he couldn't leave the sun in the sky to illuminate the flame of life that he was about to extinguish. In the face of the cruel reality, what was once a boring and boring life now seems so precious, but it is far away.

Just when he was helpless, Lu Qing suddenly saw several hovering black shadows in the air not far away. Seeing this scene, Lu Qing seemed to have grasped the last straw, and rushed in that direction with all his might. It was the Gobi Sand Vulture, and their appearance meant the last death of life, and no matter what it was, it could save its life.

When Lu Qing ran to that place, he found a dead horse and a man wrapped in a black robe. At this time, he didn't care about any humanitarianism, but he urgently needed this man's clothes to resist the cold. But just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly noticed that the man's dead state was very strange, his lower body was still in a riding position, but his hands were deeply inserted into the sides of the horse's neck, and his face was tightly attached to the horse's neck.

After Lu Qing took off the man's coat, a piercing chill rushed to the back of his head. This is the first time in Lu Qingping's life that he has seen a dead person with such a terrifying death. The man's skin was festering. Judging from the ulceration state of the skin, it seems to start from the inside. This state is very similar to the result of a blood toxin. Lu Qing trembled and turned the man's face over, due to the excessive force, the man's face was still stuck to the horse's neck, and the whole fleshless face was flowing with green pus and blood. Seeing this scene, Lu Qing's stomach suddenly churned, and he almost squirted out.

Who is this man? What happened to him? At this time, Lu Qing had no time to think about these questions, and the sand vultures in the sky had lost their patience, and several tentative dives indicated that they were about to attack. Lu Qing hurriedly ripped off the man's coat, as well as all the supplies on the saddle, and fled far away.

After moving away from the flock of sand vultures, the afterglow of the West came to an end completely. The clear sky was full of stars, but now Lu Qing was not in the mood to appreciate it at all.

The temperature was getting lower and lower, Lu Qing hurriedly put the man's clothes on his body, dug a sand hole and drilled into it as fast as he could. But just as he was about to check the supplies he had taken from the saddle, the strange headache returned, and it was more severe than ever. Lu Qing rolled violently in the sand cave with his head in his arms, and the sand cave collapsed and entered a coma again.

At this time, the other end of the Gobi Desert.

"The position of the Revelator is locked, and the hidden enemy will not rest on its laurels."

A white man with the appearance of a leader, holding a miniature instrument. Said to the three men and two women behind him.

"I've seen the crisis lurking." A woman with a golden glow in her left eye said lightly.

The next day, Lu Qing woke up from the hot sand. After doing a physical state assessment, he felt a little relieved. Although hunger is rising, the water in the body can support it for a while.

Lu Qing took out the supplies he had taken from the saddle yesterday from the sand, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a bag of coarse wheat cakes, a pot of water and a gun. There is nothing wrong with couscous and water, and they can be eaten as is. But the format of the kettle and pistol caught his attention, and it seemed to be supplies from decades ago. Today, it's definitely a scarce collectible.

However, for some reason, an ominous premonition gradually rose in Lu Qing's heart.

Lu Qing found a yellow notebook from the materials again. When he turned the first page of his diary, his heart sank. The period recorded above is June 20, 1980. Lu Qing stared at this date blankly, and the action of swallowing food came to an abrupt end. The edible coarse wheat cakes tasted terrible, but they were a testament to the fact that he had traveled back in time again, this time more than thirty years ago.

"When exactly will it stop?" Lu Qing closed his eyes in pain, thinking that he had found God's window, but now it seems that he is getting farther and farther away from hope.

Lu Qing opened the second page of the notebook and saw that it was written:

We were scammed. Professor Peng's disappearance is a conspiracy. He was not in search of water, but was taken captive. I'm not sure who those people are yet, the only thing I'm sure of is that they're from an extraordinary background.

I doubt that Professor Peng must have something in their hands, and I can't believe that something really exists, I really can't believe it.

After reading the first page, Lu Qing was a little confused. Who is this man? Who is Professor Peng? What exactly is that thing here? He turned the third page with curiosity:

I was instructed by my superiors to go to District 6 to search for Professor Peng's whereabouts, but I knew he was not there. I'm not sure where it is, but it's definitely not in the 6th arrondissement. So why did they want me to go to the 6th arrondissement? Are they diverting my attention, or are they simply ......

I don't dare to think about it, people who wield force often lose their minds. I decided to bypass the 6th Ward and go alone to find Professor Peng. I knew it was dangerous, but I had to.

The text of the record on the fourth page was extremely messy, and it took Lu Qing a lot of effort to understand:

Bypassing the Sixth District, I came to the forbidden land of the Grim Reaper. No one has named it yet, so I'll call it District 9. Here I see something peculiar. They are strong and terrifying. I don't know where they came from. This must have something to do with Professor Peng. That thing is in effect, Allah is above, is it all too late? No, I have to stop those people from abusing that thing. That kind of power is definitely not something they can control.

Forbidden Land of Death? District 9? That's something like that again. What would that be? Lu Qing thought for a while, and couldn't help but sigh. What does this have to do with me? I just want to go back to the future and get my life back. But how do I get back? I don't even know why this is happening, and where am I now?

Inadvertently, Lu Qing opened the fifth page of the notebook:

Oh, my God! The gods are above, and there are more and more of these weird things. Those who started it are no longer able to control them, and that's the price of ambition. It's going to ruin everything. How I wish I could find Professor Peng as soon as possible and help me destroy that thing together.

Unfortunately, I was bitten by a damn thing. Having lived on the Gobi for so many years, I have never encountered such a creature, and its toxins are so violent. My body was in excruciating pain and my time was running out. But what should I do? I can only record all this, and if my compatriots see all this, maybe there is hope. Gods above, please protect your people.

This notebook has been completely written by now. But he left behind a map, and a vague drawing. The picture is painted as if it is a piece of jade, and the lines on it are not very clear, vaguely like a hideous demon statue.

"This is ......" Lu Qing seemed to have some impressions of such a thing, but he couldn't think of where he had seen it anyway.

"It's an antiquity that everyone knows about, but not much knows about it." At this time, a man's voice sounded from behind Lu Qing.

Lu Qing was shocked, and suddenly looked up to see that he had been surrounded. Among them were four men, and two women. These six people look very strange in terms of clothing and appearance. The man behind Lu Qing was tall and strong, but he was wearing a thick cotton coat. I really don't know how he can withstand such a high temperature.

"Who are you?" Lu Qing stuffed the note into his arms and subconsciously touched the dagger. But at this moment, the voice of a familiar woman came.

"Don't ask for it."

Lu Qing looked up, his face suddenly turned pale, and he saw the woman he had seen in the hospital again. The heavy kick is still fresh in my memory.