Onozawa is not very far from Cangwu County, but in half a day, the chickens flew into the Cangwu realm.

Looking back, Onozawa and Cangwu County can be described as two heavens of ice and fire.

On one side the sun is shining and the sky is high, and on the other side the clouds are shrouded in darkness, as if it were a rainy day, and it is unusually gloomy.

Even though it's winter, the sun is shining on Onozawa, making it warm and comfortable even in winter. But when he entered the Cangwu realm, he felt a burst of cold entering his body, which made people tremble.

Luckily, he and Yonegu were both physically strong, and that wasn't a problem for them at all.

Round and small fragrant, chicks have thick fur and feathers, and there is no need to worry at all.

Even so, Gongliang wanted to make a few clothes for himself and Migu with soft fur, firstly, because he was afraid that the little guy would be cold, and secondly, when he came here, he had to follow the local customs, so as not to be different and make people feel weird.

Besides, it will definitely snow here, so it's better to prepare in advance.

So, he told the chick to find a place to rest and make some clothes by the way.

The chick croaked in understanding, and looked down for a place to stay.

Although the land of the eastern land is a prosperous place for the human race, it is only limited to the city, and the rest of the place is covered with mountains and forests, like a wild world. Unlike Gongliang's previous life, if you glance at the map, there are villages.

The chicken followed Gongliang's instructions, stared at a pair of sharp bird eyes and swept down, but unfortunately it was a dense jungle and could not find a rocky mountain.

If you can't find it, you have to stop in the woods.

Generally speaking, it is best to camp on a rocky mountaintop.

Because in the mountains, there is no fear of snakes, insects, and beasts in the forest, as well as the harassment of miasma and poisonous mist.

If there are swarms of mosquitoes in the woods, although Gongliang has insect repellent medicine, but the mosquitoes "buzzing" outside at night are also very impatient. Moreover, there is a miasma formed by decaying things in the forest, and a poisonous mist formed by the breath of various poisons.

Gongliang saw that the chick couldn't find a place to settle for a long time, so he also looked below to help find it.

Suddenly, they found that an old man on the mountain in the distance was waving to them.

I didn't know what the old man was going to do, so Gongliang let the chicken fly down.

The chick now has the awe-inspiring power of its mother's golden-winged eagle, and the wind that falls down blows the sand and rocks, and the fallen leaves roll wildly. The old man was not far away, and his clothes were blown away by this gust of wind, as if they were about to be blown away.

Gongliang jumped off his back with the rice grains and round rolls, and the chicks flapped their wings again.

Flying into the air, the chick glanced down again, and suddenly felt that the old man was a little strange, and hovered in the sky.

The old man glanced up, and then greeted Gongliang with a smile, "Xiaoyou is in a hurry, I don't know where I came from, where do you want to go?"

"The kid came from the Great Wilderness, and he wanted to travel to the Imperial Capital Dragon City, and he saw the old man beckoning on it before, but I don't know where he came from?" asked Gongliang respectfully.

"Hahahaha"

The old man laughed twice and said, "Your guests are coming from afar, how can you talk here, and go to the cold house to drink a few glasses of turbid wine, and then it's not too late to talk." After speaking, he did not allow justice to excuse himself, so he led the way with a cane made of the roots of an old tree in the mountain, and walked to a thatched hut in front.

Not far away, a thatched hut that had been built for an unknown period of time, the wooden pillars were withered and decaying, as if they would collapse at any moment.

The thatch on the house was already gray and rotten, and before it was near, a strong smell of decay wafted out.

There was a small courtyard in front of the hut, which had been surrounded by a fence more than half a man high, but now it was all rotted and a clump of knee-high weeds grew.

The old man led Gongliang and them to sit in the courtyard and clean them out, and they were still clean on the stone pier, and then walked to the thatched hut.

The stone piers and stone tables are all made of natural stones in the mountains, which are not smooth, and they are a bit resting when they sit up.

Gongliang looked at the stone table, which had been covered with a thick layer of dust. If it weren't for the old man's solemnity, he really wanted to turn around and leave immediately.

After a while, the old man took two small pottery bowls from the house, took out a small jar of wine and came to the stone table, set the pottery bowls in place, lifted the sealing paper on the wine jar, and a mellow fragrance wafted out of the altar.

Gongliang smelled it, and the wine tasted good.

"Well, this wine is good, it's a good wine that has been buried in the ground for twenty years. The old man said as he poured his wine.

At this time, Gongliang found that the old man was extremely strange, his hands were dry like chicken feet, the nails on the claws were slender, and his face was mottled like the bark of a 10,000-year-old tree, and it was a jet-black color.

After pouring the wine, the old man picked up the pottery bowl and said, "Distinguished guests, please." ”

Gongliang politely picked up the pottery bowl and wanted to drink it, but saw that there were pieces of gray and white soil sticking to the bowl, and there was a trace of cold air coming from the pottery bowl, with a fishy smell, as if it was newly dug out of the ground, and it was cold and abnormal.

Gongliang is a bit clean, how can he drink such a clay bowl of wine, so he can't help but put down the wine bowl he has picked up.

When the old man saw Gongliang's appearance, his face changed slightly, and he immediately smiled: "It's really slow to treat the guests, I forgot to take the wine and food, the guests will wait a while, and the little old man will go and get it." ”

The old man stood up and walked tremblingly on crutches to the hut.

In a moment, the old man took out two small pottery plates from the room and placed them on the stone table.

Gongliang looked at the contents of the dish and suddenly wanted to vomit. Mi Gu hugged Baba's neck, pouted and looked at the old man, feeling that this old man was not a good person. Yuan Rolling hurriedly took Xiao Xiangxiang to hide behind Gongliang, and it also felt that the old man in front of him was weird.

"The mountains are simple, there are no delicacies, only one or two wild things, and you can taste them. ”

The old man first grabbed something from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, it seemed to be really delicious, and he enjoyed it so much that he closed his eyes, and he didn't even notice a trace of white juice flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Among the two pottery dishes, one contains wriggling white bugs, and the other contains a strange bug the size of a ping-pong ball, like a round dragon lice.

Although Gongliang also eats insects, they are all fried and fried, and they are eaten raw like this, so I really don't dare to compliment them.

Feeling that this place was really unable to stay, he hurriedly bowed his hand to the old man and said, "Old man, the kid still has to hurry, so I will leave first." ”

"Let's go, are you still walking?"

When the old man heard that he was leaving, he immediately turned fierce, opened his mouth to reveal a pair of hideous fangs, and roared towards Gongliang. The already slender nails grew wildly, and in a moment they were half a meter long.

It's slow to say, but change is in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Gongliang couldn't see the old man's abnormality, his heart moved slightly, and the Xuanyuan halberd appeared in his hand, and he was about to cut the old man.

Suddenly, the Eyelid Beast Soul appeared beside it, opening its mouth and roaring wildly.

The old man seemed to be very frightened, and he was so frightened that he retreated again and again, and then turned and ran wildly in the direction of the hut.

Jairus immediately flew away, and his body submerged into the old man's body, grabbed a soul shadow, swallowed it in one gulp, and disappeared without a trace.

The old man still maintained a wild running movement, but as his soul left his body, he suddenly fell to the ground.

In this situation, Gongliang is puzzled. From the change in the old man just now, he also saw the strangeness. It's just that the old man is not a ghost, because he has a shadow and can appear during the day, and ghosts should not be able to do this.

Is it a zombie, that's impossible, how can a zombie talk like a human.

Is it a spirit?

The public conscience was puzzled, and walked towards the old man with the Xuanyuan halberd in his hand, wanting an answer.

When he got closer, he kicked the old man in the sky, and when he looked closely, the old man was as dry as a corpse buried in the ground for thousands of years. Then he turned his head and looked at the wine and insects on the table, which were all real things, not from change.

After looking at it, he walked to the hut.

The smell in the house was unpleasant, not only the smell of decay, but also the smell of corpses.

The walls inside were empty and there was nothing. However, there was a hole in the back of the hut, and Gongliang drilled into the hole.

Behind the house is a vegetable garden, but it is deserted and overgrown with weeds, and an old grave is hidden in it.

Gongliang walked to the old tomb, and there was a stone tablet in front of the tomb, which read "The Tomb of Cangwu Weng". Looking back, the arched grave cracked open from it, revealing a black coffin without a coffin board, and next to it lay two rotting corpses, on which worms wriggled and moved, and there were one or two wild things on the stone table.

Thinking of the old man eating insects with relish, Gongliang only felt the sour water in his stomach, and instantly vomited wildly.

It took a while to vomit before he barely got better.

It's disgusting.

To this day, he couldn't believe that he had encountered a zombie, and that it was a talking zombie.

Looking at the two rotting corpses on the side of the coffin, it was too disgusting, so he casually released a real fire and burned the coffin and the corpse to the ground.

When he returned to the small courtyard in front, he set a fire again, burned the old man's body, the delicacies on the table, and the thatched hut, and left this place.

He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.