In fact, Zhao Ming has a golden finger.

Although Rebirth didn't give him any background, he was just an ordinary farmer, but there was always a golden finger.

This golden finger he named the Breath of the Dead!

He could see small green dots appearing near the deceased.

At first, he thought it was a ghost fire, like a natural phenomenon caused by the burning of phosphide.

This caused him to dare not touch it for a while.

Just a month ago, when he had fled the famine, he had slaughtered a guy who had tried to rob him of his rations and water.

It was not a cemetery, and there were no conditions for phosphorus fire to occur, so Zhao Ming touched it.

And it was with this touch that he received a lot of information about the deceased and inherited some of his abilities.

This was also out of control, but during this period, Zhao Ming still did not kill anyone, but moved forward by touching the corpse all the way.

Whenever he saw a corpse, he couldn't help but look for the green thing and touch it to gain power.

And this also allowed him to summarize the characteristics of the gold finger.

For one, those who have been dead for too long and have only white bones left will not have green dots.

Second, the shorter the time of death, the more complete the ability to harvest the deceased, and vice versa, the less or even incomplete.

Third, the ability to inherit what is slaughtered with your own hands is 100%!

Fourth, this ability will only inherit physical skills and some lifetime memories, and will not inherit physical talents.

That is to say, if you touch a muscular man with five big and three thick, the other party's physical fitness will not be inherited.

But this is already an invaluable asset for Zhao Ming.

Along the way, his marksmanship ability has almost reached the point of being extremely good, which is to touch the corpses of many big-headed soldiers.

A big-headed soldier's marksmanship is terrible, but many big-headed soldiers' corpses are superimposed, and their marksmanship skills are rising.

It's a pity that there are no guns!

The guns on these big-headed soldiers were sought-after, and they were either picked up by their companions or by the victims who fled the famine earlier.

Secondly, Zhao Ming's knife skills are very good, even to the point of being a must.

In the land of Guanzhong, there are many swordsmen.

In the previous dynasty, a large number of sword bandits were rampant in the land of Guanzhong.

At the beginning of the Republic of China, the name of the knife bandit became a knife man.

The more famous ones have long been sung in the Guanzhong area, such as angry Caozi, tiger head, struggling with the hammer, harrier dragon five, and flower feathers.

The famous saying of the Guanzhong swordsman is that the knife is born and the knife dies, and the waist is equipped with the Guanshan knife, and there is a year of death but no birthday.

And even if firearms are kings now, swordsmen are still rampant in this level.

In today's year of catastrophe, the swordsman is not much less than the victims, some are righteous enough to be chivalrous, do not kill the people, only kill the rich and not benevolent, and pay attention to robbing the rich and helping the poor.

Some are robbing while the fire is burning, so there are really a lot of corpses of swordsmen coming all the way, and the knife skills are also rising.

And most of those who were chivalrous enough to rob the rich and help the poor later participated in Xinhai, and they can be regarded as a group of righteous soldiers.

Fortunately for Zhao Ming, he picked up a knife, and then in the past month, he took out the knife no less than 30 times, and every time the white knife went in and the red knife came out, he was not damaged at all.

In addition, there are many other messy skills that have been mastered.

At present, it is more practical, that is, herbal medicine identification, simple pulse diagnosis, and bone correction.

In addition, there were also a large number of secret techniques inherited from the hungry ghosts in the color, which almost defiled Zhao Ming's brain.

After walking another mile or two, Zhao Ming finally arrived at a dilapidated village before sunset.

At a glance, there are dilapidated scenes everywhere, and the original residents are even more empty.

From time to time, you can hear some people not far away numbly moving in and out of the room, everyone using what little strength they have left to find possible food.

It's a pity that he didn't find anything, but there was a guy with good luck who found a few soybeans, and as a result, Zhao Ming saw a fist and kick.

In the end, the younger guy won, and ran away with his things in his hand.

And some people can't find people, they fall straight forward, and everyone just looks at this scene numbly and ignores it, and still continues to move forward numbly.

No one spoke, no one pointed fingers, people were short of water and food to the extreme, and they had no strength to speak or pay attention to other things.

It wasn't until the vast majority of people couldn't find their rations and were ready to continue numbly moving forward that Zhao Ming entered the village and walked around.

All he had to do was find water!

Fortunately, I found it in an old well in the backyard of a house, and there was a thin man who was shaking the roller vigorously to get the water in the well up.

In the end, a small scoop of water was obtained, and the man wanted to drink it, but Zhao Ming's knife had already been pulled out.

The next moment, blood splattered, and the knife surface was too blunt, so this knife was pierced in.

Pulling out the knife, Zhao Ming silently picked up the bucket and began to drink, but he was not willing to drink it all, and there was still half of it left.

Zhao Ming looked at the corpse on the ground and could see that this was an honest farmer.

But in troubled times, if you don't kill him, this man will drink all this water in one gulp.

People who are hungry and anxious, even if there is a crisis of life and death, will only care about eating and drinking, Zhao Ming can actually share it with this person.

But he didn't hesitate to drink water when he saw that he had drawn his knife, which couldn't be explained.

"Don't blame me!"

Zhao Ming calmly pulled out the knife, his voice extremely hoarse.

When he turned around with the barrel, he saw several people blocking the door and looking at him, all with green eyes.

But the barrel was in Zhao Ming's hand, and the knife was also in his hand, and the corpse fell right in front of their eyes.

In the end, they were still afraid, and after hesitating for a moment, they bypassed Zhao Mingqi and rushed towards the corpse.

They were rummaging almost frantically, and soon they were scuffling.

Like the craziest madman, desperate to kill him.

Zhao Ming just retreated into the distance and stared coldly.

A half-bitten piece of dry cake went back and forth in the hands of the men, and they were hysterical, enacting a fight that was almost like a beast in peacetime.

Finally someone caught a stone, and with all his strength, he opened the scoop, grabbed the largest piece of bread, and stuffed it into his mouth.

But halfway through eating, he was strangled by another person by the neck.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming didn't look any further, and walked out of the house to the courtyard to watch the gradually falling afterglow.

Glancing at the room, only one person staggered out, chewing incessantly, even if the dry cake pierced his mouth and blood brewed in his mouth, he swallowed it down his throat in one go.

But in the end, because there was no water, this person choked to death and fell in front of Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming squatted down and rummaged for a while, touched the corpse, and found a small half of a dry cake by the way.

As if aware of this, he turned his head to see a woman standing behind him.

The woman looked at the man on the ground with some numbness, her dry lips spurted, and finally she didn't say anything.

"Take it, your man stole it for you..... Take your life...."

The woman looked at the small half of the dry cake in her hand in a daze, and then looked at Zhao Ming in a daze.