In the middle of the night, in the cold mountains and forests, there are bursts of birds and beasts crying from time to time, and every roar seems to be the depression in their hearts.

Rustle...

Under the big tree, which could not penetrate even the moonlight, the old man wore a shabby coat, and with the long shovel in his hand, he meticulously loosened the ground under his feet, while next to him lay a pale corpse.

The old man's face was withered, his face was full of wrinkles, and most of his head was covered with gray hair, but even so, his hand holding the long shovel was dry but powerful.

"Let's start all over again this time. ”

The old man had loosened the soil under his feet into something that could easily be moved by himself, and after saying a word to himself, he shoveled a pile of dirt with his shovel and threw it directly at a corpse next to him.

As the old man said, he started with his head, so the dirt from the shovel was sprinkled directly on the corpse's face.

His movements were very skillful, as if he had practiced burying corpses, from shoveling soil to sprinkling corpses, there was no superfluous movement in between, although burying corpses in itself was not professional.

In a short time, the corpse had been sprinkled with a layer of fresh dirt by the old man from beginning to end.

"Whew..."

When the old man was about to add a quilt made of soil to the corpse, the howl of the wind wolf echoed around the old man from far to near.

The sound was very close, and the position of the wind wolf was about a kilometer away from the old man, and it stands to reason that such a distance can be called safe.

However, when the old man heard the call of the wind wolf, and through experience, accurately judged the position of the distance from him, his body still instinctively and honestly shuddered.

"Warning..."

The old man muttered, looked down at the corpse that had just been buried on the ground, gritted his teeth, then lifted the shovel, and when he turned around, he was about to slip away.

"Damn!what?!"

Just as the old man turned to run, suddenly, a voice with anger and confusion suddenly sounded from under his feet, accompanied by the sound of "Bah, Bah, Bah".

"Hey, it's better not to die, it's better to live than to die, at least it saves me. ”

The old man turned to look at the lifeless corpse that had fallen to the ground, and then began to clean the dirt from his face with his hands.

"It's... Where is this?"

Before Wang Xi got rid of the uncomfortable scum on his body, he discovered another thing that made him feel even more uncomfortable, because he found that the place he was in was no longer his home, but a strange place.

Kidnap?!

The thought of being kidnapped flashed through him, and then he was buried deep in his heart by Wang Xi in shame.

Before he had time to think about it, the blurred black shadow next to him moved, and the movement of the black shadow made all the nerves in Wang Xi's body move, and he sat up suddenly, and then quickly retreated backwards instinctively, and then looked at the old man who could only see an outline with some fear and vigilance.

"In the Mountain of the Dead. ”

The old man answered Wang Xi's question, but it didn't matter to Wang Xi, because no matter where he was, Wang Xi dared to swear with his life, he definitely didn't know where the old man said, and Wang Xi didn't believe the old man's words at all, and the vague darkness around him made Wang Xi more and more uneasy.

The old man didn't care about Wang Xi's sudden revival and vigilant appearance, he stood up very calmly, looked around with a little worry at the darkness of the invisible field of vision of one meter around him, and said quickly:

"If you want to die again, just stay where you are. ”

After the old man said this, he didn't care whether Wang Xi understood or not, and then turned his head and walked towards the east.

Wang Xi was startled, looked at the darkness around him, and then got up without hesitation and chased after the old man.

As for why Wang Xi believed that he would die if he continued to stay, it was because Wang Xi also heard the roar of the wind wolf who was extremely hungry.

"It won't scare me with the sound of wolves, how can there be wolves in the mountains now?" While running, Wang Xi's brain was not idle for a moment.

The mountain is not high, and the old man only carried Wang Xi to the foot of the mountain to bury him, but even so, in the dark mountain forest, Wang Xi also had a hard time, and even tripped over mountain rocks or branches because it was too dark.

Thankfully, not all places were covered by the moonlight from the damn leaves on the trees, and the old man didn't leave him behind.

There are fortunate ones, and there are naturally unfortunate ones, and the two are often always accompanied by each other, such as the wind wolf at this time, who really missed a delicious supper.

At the foot of the mountain, the place where the old man took Wang Xi was an open field, and there was no shelter, and the moonlight was also sprinkled on Wang Xi and the old man.

The moonlight had no temperature, but when it was sprinkled on Wang Xi, Wang Xi felt that his whole body was warm, and the corners of his mouth began to rise slowly because he was out of the darkness.

This is the first time Wang Xi has seen the light since he woke up from the strange darkness inexplicably.

"It's fun to be alive, right? Or aren't you laughing at the fact that you're not dead?"

The old man walking along the path asked abruptly.

Wang Xi thought that this was in some deep mountain and old forest, so he didn't dare to run, so he could only keep staring at the old man's back and walking vigilantly, but he didn't see the old man turn back.

Wang Xi was a little puzzled why the old man didn't look back and knew that he was laughing, but he could only answer obediently: "Happy." ”

It was not until Wang Xi understood that he had crossed over, and that he was still soul piercing, and that this body was facing the situation before he crossed over, that Wang Xi understood what the old man meant.

......

A month later, Wang Xi walked in a village called 'Su Hua' under the Mountain of the Dead.

This village named Su Hua is smaller than a speck of dust in this world, and what the micro end here represents is not that no one knows, but only in the literal sense, he is really small, so small that it is smaller than any inconspicuous village.

But unlike other villages, Suhua Village is very famous.

It is a village without gunsmoke and without the invasion of war, and in a world where war spreads all over the planet and countries that respect each other may start a war in the next second, there is no war, and it is really a pure land in this world.

Although it is a pure land, no one wants to come, first, it is difficult to find, and secondly, because Suhua Village is too poor, and most of the land is not suitable for farming.

The most important reason is that Suhua Village is surrounded by mountains, and there are powerful demonic beasts in the mountains, which is also the reason why other countries are reluctant to compete for this fast village.

Because what they give is far less than what they receive.

Some people say that they see peace when they arrive in Suhua Village, but not many people are willing to see this peace.

A colorful world is always more attractive than a dilapidated mountain village.

And according to what the old man said, Wang Xi, oh no, to be precise, should be the body that Wang Xi is using now, and he should have wanted to find Suhua Village to escape the war before his death.

But although he crossed the Warcraft Mountain Range with his ordinary body, he finally fell in front of the village of Suhua Village, and then was dragged by the old man to the slope of the Dead Man's Mountain, at the foot of the Warcraft Mountain Range to be buried.

Until now, Wang Xi didn't know why he crossed in a daze, Wang Xi was still thinking about how to go back when he crossed just now, but a month has passed, and he doesn't even know how he came here, and he finally gave up and accepted his fate.