The members of the ninth squad all stared at Zhang Qiao, as if they would fight with him as long as he dared to rush up.

Although the momentum was sufficient, the wandering eyes had already betrayed them. Zhang Qiaojin took a step, and they took a step back.

The whole team kept retreating, which profoundly showed their true thoughts. They didn't want to die at all, so they rushed to fight this powerful mysterious man.

Seeing that he has retreated to the edge of the ring, he will fall if he retreats again. At this point, you can only catch the ducks.

He Wei had a fierce expression and shouted viciously.

"What are you retreating, let's go together!"

After speaking, he took the lead in rushing forward, and now the captain has taken the lead in the charge and ran towards Zhang Qiao.

The remaining four members of the team did not dare to shrink down like turtles. glanced at each other, and also shouted, rushing towards Zhang Qiao.

"Die!"

A few people forced themselves to be emboldened with slogans that were not neat at all.

The area of the ring is not very large, and a few big men have already arrived in front of Zhang Qiao in two steps.

I don't know how such a messy, smoky team was organized.

It's better to say that they are a patrol team in the mission center, but it is better to say that they are a group of bandits who rob homes and houses, and they also have a better image.

Unexpectedly, this He Wei was really insidious and cunning, and he rushed in front of him, as if he was brave and fearless.

As a result, in front of Zhang Qiao, he quietly hid behind others, obviously wanting to use the lives of his teammates to detect mines, so as to test Zhang Qiao's depth.

Seeing such a scene, it is all the minds that only some villains will play with. Zhang Qiao snorted disdainfully, and directly opened up his "invisible epidemic poison" domain.

What is mythology, is the ancients to the irresistible power of nature fantasy, I don't know if you have noticed, although novels and other literary works often have the god of time, the god of space and other powerful gods, often put them in a high position, but in fact there is no nation to believe in these two gods, because they are fictional, in the mythology of various peoples, the highest appearance rate is the sun god, because the sun appears in our lives every day, see the height of the sun, feel the warmth of the sun, the Greeks believe that the sun is Apollo's carriage, Egyptians, Chinese, people worship the glory of the sun, this is a real thingIn the distant past, what kind of cognition did people have about the sun, is there really a god living in the sun, or is this all our imagination, the sun is just an ordinary star, constantly carrying out fusion reactions and glowing, specific to the gods we are familiar with, take the Monkey King who we are very familiar with, there are two views in modern times, one is that the prototype of Sun Wukong is the monster song of the ancient Yu when he ruled the water, and the other is that it is influenced by the monkey god Hanuman in the future Indian mythology, and later the Ming Dynasty collected and sorted out the book Journey to the West, Sun Wukong has become the hairy face of Lei Gongzui in the book, maybe the image of Sun Wukong in the hearts of the Ming Dynasty people is like this, and for our generation, the biggest impact is the 86 version of Journey to the West, Sun Wukong is a god who rebels against authority and has great powers, and even the inner image has become his actor, legend has it that some places are used in the Great Sage Temple is the image in its Journey to the West, if there are really gods in this world, is their image forever the same, is the god in the void space? or in our hearts? Now is an information age, everyone is composed of countless information, if one day people can really be completely informatized, can the fantasy of the brain in a vat Matrix become real, human matter is just a combination of inorganic matter and organic matter, is the world after death really a nothing? Burned into a handful of ashes, is it really no longer in the world? There is a saying that when the last person in the world forgets you, your soul disappears, I think information is immortal, when your information is recombined in another way, it becomes a new life again, maybe you have this similar appearance, and even remember part of your memory, is this the truth of the so-called reincarnation, is this world materialistic, or idealistic, you give a force to the object, it follows the laws of physics of Newton or other scientists, if one day the power of the mind bursts out with a greater power than matter, books, television, movies, games, myths and legendsTherefore, the products of the spirit of human beings for thousands of years have manifested and begun to affect the world, then the era of the coexistence of gods and men in ancient times will come, and there will be countless stories of grievances and hatreds between humans and gods, and even the Tower of Babel in the West and the building wood in the East will reappear, and humble human beings can follow this great passage to the abode of the gods, challenge the supreme authority, and even replace the gods, kill the gods, and become gods! When I woke up, it was already more than five o'clock in the morning, I didn't expect that five hours passed when I was unconscious, fortunately, Zhang Qiao lived in a dormitory alone, and no one came to visit the door in the middle of the night, otherwise I saw this bloodstain all over the ground, and thought that something had happened! Subconsciously looked inside the body, and found that there was a lot less corpse qi hovering in the heart, and the faint ones were almost unable to see the color, and the consciousness was running corpse qi, and the feeling of the previous arm trend became sluggish, for example, it used to be a hundred megabytes of optical fiber, ultra-high configuration, the latest system, and now it has become an ancient brain shell machine, and it is still a WINDOWS95 system to click on, and it takes half a day to react to everything.

I didn't expect a reckless experiment to become like this, Zhang Qiao really wanted to cry without tears, and tried his best to carry the only corpse qi to his skin, which could only cover the palm of his hand a little, and it was even more difficult to enter the muscles, "Hey, I have worked hard for decades, and I will return to the pre-liberation period!" Zhang Qiao was a little depressed when he thought that he could no longer use one as ten to do a good errand for heroes to save beauty.

Tried to carry the corpse qi from the heart to the kidney meridian, but I didn't expect to feel stuffy in my chest when I thought about it, and there was a faint pain in the Yongquan acupoint, Zhang Qiao stopped this behavior, and in the following days, Zhang Qiao still went out to bask in the moon every day, especially on the day of the full moon, the corpse qi had an unexpected good effect, and finally let the corpse qi return to its previous scale, or even better than in the past, but the kidney meridian has not been smooth, and there is often a faint pain, which has become a heart disease in Zhang Qiao's heart.

In the blink of an eye, the golden autumn September is over, the weather is gradually getting colder, today is the ninth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the traditional Double Ninth Festival, every year on this day, Zhang Qiao will get up early in the morning, climb the Huanggu Mountain next to the hospital at an altitude of only a few hundred meters.

It is now the golden autumn season, it should be the time of high autumn air, but suddenly there was a heavy fog, and when he reached the top of the mountain, Zhang Qiao wanted to sigh that the remote knowledge brothers climbed the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood, only to find that the river was full of fog, and the entire Imjin City was shrouded in a thin veil, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Seeing that it was still early, his current physical strength was not the same as that of the past, although there was no road ahead, Zhang Qiao still decided to walk forward and discover the unknown scenery. Continuing to walk forward, I don't know how long I walked, even Zhang Qiao's body now feels a little tired, and there are few people around, all of them are sparse weeds

The path that had been trampled out by people was also completely covered with grass.

As he walked, Zhang Qiao found that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, almost to the point where he couldn't see his fingers, and there seemed to be a whining wind sound from time to time in the fog. The mist seemed to feel his approach and began to flow, as if a pair of invisible hands were controlling the mist, the speed of the flow became faster and faster, as if with magic power, he walked to him, and the scene in front of him seemed to shock Zhang Qiao's eyes.

Once Zhang Qiao saw a kind of picking