The boiled duck flew, no man can tolerate such humiliation, Gu Tie turned grief into alcohol, and poured the sailors of the whole ship one after another with the amazing amount of alcohol that the butler Lao Zhao had learned from drinking Hengshui Lao Bai, these sailors are honest people who have not learned much, straightforward nature, who knows the many doorways when Chinese drink, it is eleven o'clock at night, except for the chief engineer on duty in the front cabin, there is no man in the canteen who can sit without falling, the ground is full of people, sailors are snoring, spitting wine, Blowing snot bubbles, talking and sleeping sweetly in his dreams, "hum ......" Gu Tie drank all the wine in the cup, threw the cup away, and staggered through the battlefield full of corpses: "Junmai shochu at 40 degrees, no matter how much you drink, it's just a soak of urine, now you know that Uncle Sakurai is amazing...... Looks like you don't have to prepare a late-night snack today, right?"

Holding on to the wall and walking through the corridor, Gu Tie stood outside Aqiwei's house for five minutes, and finally shook his head and returned to his room step by step. He climbed out of bed and poured a glass of water to drink, walked around the house a few times, and tried to hit half a set of Bajiquan, which found that his body was not his own at all, and his movements were even more clumsy than those of a three-year-old child.

"Ah, boring, boring. He threw himself on the floor, staring at the stained ceiling. Life on the ship was easier to adapt to than he had imagined, and although the ground under his feet was constantly swaying from side to side, he did not feel seasick once; these old rough sailors had a straightforward and lovely personality, which greatly changed his impression of the Japanese, and the wind was calm, the days were long, cooking, drinking, and occasionally having a little flirtation with Aziwei.

But there was a commotion in Gu Tie's bones, like thousands of little ants lining up in the bone marrow, and there was nothing on his body that was not itchy. In Dr. Taucher's words, it is a good thing that the wound that has been glued by the protein zipper is repairing itself, and it can feel numb and itchy, indicating that the nerve is connected correctly. But the Chinese themselves understand that this commotion does not come from the senses, but from the soul.

When he was running outside, fighting, being born and dying, he always wanted to find a place facing the sea where the spring flowers bloomed, planted flowers, raised dogs, and spent a leisurely life with the woman he loved, but once he was idle, a sense of emptiness haunted his heart, and countless small voices sounded from his limbs and bones, and converged into a series of endless reminders in his mind: Then what? Then what should I do? Then where should I go? Then what should I do with whom? And then what? And then what?

"Ahhhh......h

He suddenly heard the events of his childhood, when he came to China not long ago, he had just learned a half-hung Mandarin with the housekeeper Lao Zhao with a local accent in Cangzhou, Hebei, one morning Lao Zhao called him to him and said, "Little master, let's learn boxing." ”

"Chinese Kung Fu?" Xiao Gu Tie's eyes lit up, "I know that scientifically speaking, it's unrealistic to fly off the wall, but at least you can become more powerful than most people, right?"

Lao Zhao rubbed his face in embarrassment: "Our ancestor said that practicing martial arts is for self-cultivation, but in fact, it is all nonsense, the old society practices martial arts to have something to eat, and the new society practices martial arts for your words, you must be stronger than others! I teach you boxing skills, is to let you have a life to rely on in the future, your face is life is rich, but a lifetime of hard work, this life will inevitably have a time to fight bravely." When it's time for you to live or die, you kid will know that what I Lao Zhao said today is true. ”

"What physiognomy, Chinese superstition. "The teenager with an extraordinary IQ scoffed at this.

"You'll know when the time comes. Lao Zhao is still the same sentence.

Looking back now, Lao Zhao is simply Nostradamus in Cangzhou, Hebei. Gu Tie's life can be summed up in one sentence as "asking for trouble", risking the risk of falling to pieces and climbing one dangerous peak after another, just being able to slow down and enjoy the lake and mountains, the seventy-two turns of the mountain road appeared in front of him again. -- But what can it be? Fate is determined by character, and the Chinese can only repay it with a bitter smile.

Gu Tie decided to land in the "world". He can't wander around the quantum network, because his account is being watched by countless people, but if the guess is correct, the data interface and operating database of the "world" are independent of the civilian network, and it can be said that it is an independent paradise in the crisis-ridden network. Despite this, in a cautious state of mind, he originally planned to land on the "world" through a satellite dish after arriving on the high seas in a few days, in case the line of the land base station was monitored, but at this time, Gu Tie calculated the potential risks and planned to go back and take a look.

He now calls landing in the world "going back", because no matter what he is doing, he always remembers the 17-year-old boy in that world, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie is a beautiful legend, Gu Tie will not confuse the two worlds, but sitting in a lonely boat, he misses the feeling of being surrounded by partners in that starlit world. He lay on the bed, connected to the Internet, and the blue welcome screen spread out in front of him, "Well, two things, first, try to see if my transformation of the chip has any effect, see if I can call Brother Jonah out to play, and second, tell him the news of the release of the 'World' client,...... No, it should be said that the terrible news of the coming of twenty million Adventists......"

"I'm back. The man closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in the middle of the vast earth, without a partner by my side, and the teenager in the game was more lonely than the man in reality. The light gray canopy hung low, the sun cast a dim sky light behind the clouds, there was a burning city on the skyline, the corpse-strewn earth distorted in the flames, and the wind ruffled the clothes of a 17-year-old boy, carrying the scorching stench of the rotting corpse into the distance.

"The devil. Jonah's soul rippled calmly, "I guess you're almost there." ”

"What's going on?" Gu Tie said in shock.

"You can see for yourself, that's what you're good at, isn't it?" Jonah's voice fainted, "I'm tired, let me take a break, take a break...... I'll lend you this body for the time being......"

"Hey, wait a minute!" Gu Tie shouted, but the young man's soul was already silent, and he didn't respond at all.

There was a sound next to him, Gu Tie turned his head to look, a scarred soldier was dragging the blood-stained Zhan Ge slowly, the soldier's eyes were bleeding black, his eyes were empty and there were no eyeballs, but there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, he muttered words that he didn't understand, and he raised his head to slash, his hands were burned to the point that only the bones were left, and he could still hold the heavy Zhan Ge.

Gu Tie sank his waist and turned his horse, and the staff stabbed out from behind his waist like electricity, hitting the soldier's chest with a pop, this is a move in the eight-pole spearmanship, the eight-pole boxing is based on the spear technique, and shaking the big pole is the foundation of the practitioner's foundation. The soldier flew five paces away, lying on his back with a large hole in his chest, black blood and organs gurgling out, but he struggled to get up.

"What's the matter?" Chinese exclaimed, "he's a dead man...... Could it be that there is such a thing as zombies here?"

With a flick of his toes, a broken spear flew into his hand, "Poof!" The broken spear stabbed into the ground, through the eye socket, and pinned the soldier's head firmly to the ground. Gu Tie took a breath and moved his hands and feet, this young man's body was growing rapidly, and the power he could use was amazing, due to the physical strength bonus of the Moonlight Elf Contract, the boxing skills used by this body had greatly exceeded the power in the real world, and he felt that the coordination with his body was getting better and better, and there was an amazing illusion of "this is my body".

There is no doubt that this is a war. Gu Tie raised his eyes and looked around, there were piles of corpses on the plain, smoke was everywhere, and distant shouts of killing resounded in the sky. He couldn't see the situation on the battlefield clearly, and he couldn't tell the two sides of the war, because the dead were hugging and tangling and twisting together, and blood and mud blurred the coat of arms on the flag.

"Wait a minute......" he narrowed his eyes suddenly. The burning city in the distance was familiar to him, with its massive buildings, towering Tai Chi walls, gray and black stone buildings, and ruined towers piercing the sky in the haze, and the Tower of Babel, broken in the middle, like a sharp sword pointing to the sky, no doubt the Sky Xuan, the tower broken by the King of Assassins. And at the foot of Tianxuan is the mysterious place that has been glorious in the history of the Eastern Continent for thousands of years, the ancestral tomb of the Seventeen Eastern Families, and the common hometown of Long Ji, the King of Assassins, and Long Shenlan.

The Long family's mansion.

The Long family mansion is burning.

Gu Tie looked back in amazement. Sure enough, on the skyline in the other direction sits an extremely tall black city, with a cone-shaped basalt palace that represents the majesty of imperial power, that is, Pingyin, the capital of the Liang Sui Kingdom. Pingyin City silently watched the war, like an outsider who had nothing to do with himself.

"Buzzing ......" Suddenly a few white rays of light lit up on the battlefield, Gu Tie turned around again, and saw the white-robed priest walking among the corpses, holding the Bible in his hand, and drawing the outline of the positive cross stigma in the air. Each time the light flashed, several corpses slowly squirmed, opened their cloudy eyes, and pulled their stumps out of the mire of blood.

"Oh my God. Gu Tie said.