The small steel cannon Zheng Shan coughed in three steps, coughed in ten steps, and on the map on the table, stepped into [Baili Village], and disappeared.

Instantly

Gray-brown mist poured in from outside the heart prison, wriggling like a living thing, and soon filled Zheng Xiu and wrapped him up.

After a whirlwind in front of him, the faint gray mist seemed to be gently brushed away by a pair of smooth little hands, and Zheng Xiu's eyes suddenly opened up.

The open official road went straight forward.

The dark clouds of black pressure cover the overhead, sometimes rolling, sometimes stopping, and the wind and rain are coming.

The official road stretches into the distance, and at the end is a looming, light-ink green hill.

Zheng Xiu was stunned.

His vision at the moment is a head higher than usual, his shoulders are bulging, and he looks powerful, and the whole can be called "tiger's back and bear's waist".

"Actually...... So realistic. ”

Zheng Xiu's fists were stiff and pinched, and he found that he had become "Zheng Shan" in every sense.

When Zheng Xiu was familiar with the changes of the substitution incarnation.

The copy named "Ghost Dragon" was not intended to leave him idle.

Zheng Xiu rubbed his eyes, and in his field of vision, it seemed that he was suffering from floaters, and he saw lines of distorted words.

In search of a livelihood, you are heading west to the Imperial City. 】

"When you came, your horses died of foaming at the mouth because they were overwhelmed. 】

[You can't bear to expose the corpse of your beloved horse to the wilderness, so you spent half a day digging a monument for your beloved horse Xin'er, which is sad. When I looked up, it was almost dark. 】

[You sighed: Since ancient times, there has been a lot of love and empty hatred, and this hatred is endless. 】

It's a narrator.

“？”

This incarnation [Zheng Shan] is such a sentimental character?

Zheng Xiu quietly watched the "narration" performance.

[Since you were a child, you can only walk forward, planning to go to the nearby market, use all the coils, change a horse, and get back on the road. 】

[Tomorrow will be a good day with a good wind and sunshine. 】

[You raise your head again, your brow furrowed, and you suddenly had a sense of foreboding. 】

[For some reason, you have a premonition that you will never see the sunrise again. 】

[So in order to strengthen your courage, you laughed three times and said:]

As the words faded away, Zheng Xian was fascinated, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh:

"Tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much! Wowha! cough cough cough ......"

This seems to trigger the Avatar's Intuitive trait.

After a violent cough, Zheng Xiu touched it in his arms, took out a silk scarf to cover his mouth and nose, and the blood stained red.

When Zheng Xiu looked at the blood, everyone was stupid, this is not just a weak body, isn't it clear that he is going to die?

Zheng Xiu waited for a while.

When the text faded, there was no sound.

Zheng Xiu shrugged, probably understood.

According to the "rules", this is the "mission" of the ghost.

The frail and sickly macho painter needs to break through the difficulties and dangers and see the sunrise of tomorrow.

Zheng Xiu nodded silently and squeezed his fists, secretly saying that it was not difficult.

While digesting the unfamiliar "rules" in his memory, Zheng Xiu walked forward along the straight official road, and at the same time experienced the body of "Zheng Shan".

He looked at the blood-stained silk scarf in his hand, pondered for a moment, and opened his bag behind him to rummage.

There were a lot of miscellaneous items in the bag.

A bag of broken silver.

A brush with split hair.

An old bronze mirror.

A pair of profane pants.

Two sets of clothing.

Putting away the others, Zheng Xiu raised the bronze mirror, and was wondering why a good and decent painter had a bronze mirror on him, and the next second he sank into the beauty of the macho man in the mirror, and his eyes seemed to be shining through the mirror and soaring into the sky, making Zheng Xiu almost unable to extricate himself.

Zheng Xiu smiled and shook out double the [Physiognomy] attribute, which was extremely lethal, reaching the point of "killing a thousand enemies and losing two thousand".

All in all, the appearance of the [Zheng Shan] incarnation is nine points similar to Zheng Xiu's body, but with a mere thirty-six points of [physiognomy] blessings, there is not much difference.

Zheng Xiu quickly adapted to the "weak" physique of the incarnation.

No big deal.

There are always more difficulties than solutions.

Zheng Xiu was calm in his heart.

Zheng Xiu finally walked out of the road for a mile, and the last faint light outside the mountain was completely hidden, and the night came.

On the side of the official road, a dilapidated wooden sign was erected.

Zheng Xiu took a closer look, there was a path next to the wooden sign, deep into the forest, according to the guidance of the wooden sign, it seemed that you could reach Baili Village by following the path.

There is also a line of warning from the villagers below.

[There are vicious bandits nearby!] 】

"Whoa-la-"

At this time, the torrential rain finally fell, and as soon as it fell, Wang Bang drowned Zheng Xiu with a head.

The long-lost narration reappears.

[The downpour falls, you hesitate, thinking that you will not be able to continue tonight, so you make a decision. 】

[1. Go to the left, go to Baili Village to find a place to stay, and after tonight, choose a day to travel. 】

[Second, a good man should not be afraid of the storm, continue to move forward, and step out of the rain in the rain. 】

[3. On a dark and rainy night, the jungle in the distance looks like a dormant beast in your eyes, and you suddenly have a lot of pride, and you decide to immediately pick up the pen, use the rain as ink, and use the ground as paper, and express your heart directly. 】

Raining, looking at the options that appeared in front of him, Zheng Xiu fell silent.

Zheng Xiu remembered that he still had a trait, so he said, "Take a [Reconnaissance] judgment." ”

The blood-red dice floated out from the center of Zheng Xiu's eyebrows, Zheng Xiu pinched it, and threw it forward.

There seemed to be an invisible table in front of Zheng Xiu, and the dice were spinning on some invisible plane.

[XVI. 】

[If the number of points is greater than twelve, the investigation is successful.] 】

[You keenly noticed that on the forest path to Baili Village, there were traces of many people trampling on it, and it seemed that many people had walked on this forest path. 】

After the judgment, the dice snapped, drilled into Zheng Xiu's eyebrows, and disappeared.

Zheng Xiu touched his forehead: "One more [investigation] judgment." ”

If there is a choice, Zheng Xiu wants to [investigate] thousands of times.

[Eight. 】

[Detection failed.] 】

[Ten. 】

[Detection failed.] 】

[XIII. 】

[The investigation is successful.] 】

[You keenly noticed that on the forest path to Baili Village, there were traces of many people trampling on it, and it seemed that many people had walked on this forest path. 】

It seems that the same place or time period, repeated reconnaissance will only lead to the same result.

Zheng Xiu nodded, he was combining the "rules" that he had been forcibly instilled to gradually understand this golden finger that inspired Master Zheng's endless desire to explore.

The rules say that incarnation in a ghost is not death.

So Master Zheng said that there was no need to panic.

This white carp village is clearly a sinkhole, and he decided to find another way out first.

As long as you live until dawn, you can be considered successful, and there may be other different ways to clear the customs.

Commonly known as: heresy.

You might even be able to speedrun dungeons.

For example, find an old tree and shelter from the rain until dawn or something.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt rolled in the clouds, and Zheng Xiu was so frightened that he jumped back into the rain as soon as he was about to lean under a tree to take shelter from the rain.

[You resolutely braved the rain to move forward. 】

[In the pouring rain, your breathing is getting shorter and shorter, and your steps are getting heavier and heavier. 】

Investigation!

[The investigation is successful.] 】

[You watch the rain at night, if there is no accident, this rain will last for a long time, and it may be able to drench you to death when you are weak and sick. 】

“……”

Zheng Xiu coughed one step at a time, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked tenaciously in the heavy rain.

I'm coughing to death.

[Your tenacity has made your will get a meager experience. 】

[You quickly contracted the wind cold. 】

[You resist the wind evil entering the body, and your physique has been trained. 】

Well?

"Da Da Da ......"

In the rain, the words floated. When Zheng Xiu was wondering, in the distance of the official road, there was a series of hurried horses' hooves.

More than a dozen people dressed in robes to protect themselves from the rain came in the rain.

Zheng Xiu's heart was not good, he looked left and right, and he was helpless and wanted to take the risk of hiding in the forest, but he didn't expect the leader to have sharp eyes, or Zheng Xiu's [appearance] at this moment made him like a forever lamp in the night, and the leader suddenly flashed out a scimitar, and the knife light was bright, like a bolt of lightning, and it shook in the gloomy rain for a moment.

"Hahahaha-if you want to cross, leave ......"

It's a bandit.

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Zheng Xiu decisively opened his bag and threw the broken silver on the ground in a slippery manner.

The leader of the bandits was stunned when he saw Zheng Xiu so upright, he had never seen a "lamb" that cooperated so well to be slaughtered.

"Can I go?"

Zheng Xiu asked.

He felt his body heat up.

The bandit leader looked at Zheng Xiu's face in a daze, and after a few seconds, the man was furious, angry, and ashamed: "Hey! He looks even more handsome than Lao Tzu! Look for death! ”

Swish.

A stunned human head flew high and rolled down into the mud.

[Your appearance is jealous of the bandit leader "Li Dazhui". 】

In an instant, your intuition tells you that you may die. 】

[You twisted your feet, swung your waist, and tried to dodge the shocking knife, but it didn't work. 】

[Your dying struggle has made your footwork a meager experience. 】

[You comprehend it when you are at the last moment, and you perceive that death is coming, and your intuition will be more experienced. 】

[Intuition is improved, and the realm of small attainments is reached. 】

【Death.】 】