"Caw … Caw … Caw …"
A sleeping body was awakened from its slumber amidst the dead branches and rotten leaves! The crows that symbolized death were crying miserably on the branches of the ancient trees!
The bright moon broke through the dark clouds, and a pure white light shone on a mass grave.
"Puff!" A hand as white as jade broke through the earth of this wasteland!
"Where is this?"
The moonlight scattered on the hill and shone on the body of a disheveled youth.
He looked around blankly. There were only the cries of crows and the cries of beasts.
The moon was cold, and the wind was strong.
He looked at his clothes that were covered in dirt and said sadly, "Didn't I die? “
Then, he silently closed his eyes. All kinds of memories from his previous life flooded into his mind.
When he saw a car that had lost control and was about to hit a child, the cowardly youth who was waiting to die actually took a step forward and rushed forward.
That was the bravest decision that Zhuo Bufan had made in his life. He saved the child, but he was caught under the wheels and was crushed.
At that moment, he knew that he was doomed.
"That's right, I should be dead. Even if I survived, I should be in the hospital! "
Zhuo Bufan lowered his head and looked at his dirty hands. His hands were covered in mud and blood.
Then, he began to look around and realized that he was not in a hospital, but in a mass grave. Around him were piles of corpses and remnants of flames.
At his feet, he was stepping on the palm of a corpse.
"Where is this?"
His mutterings obviously did not get any answer, so he took a step forward and walked down the mass grave.
The crows around him were startled and flew away, cawing. He was like an Asura that walked out of hell, stepping on a path that was destined to be covered in blood and bones.
After walking out of the mass grave, he came to a fork in the road.
There were two roads, one left and one right, leading to different directions.
How should he choose the first fork in his life?
Zhuo Bufan stopped in his tracks. He looked up slightly and saw a withered tree at the intersection of the two paths.
The dead tree was full of crows. As soon as Zhuo Bufan approached, they began to caw.
"Someone's there?"
Zhuo Bufan's gaze fell on an old man standing under a withered tree. He leaned on a wooden stick and leaned against the withered tree. His head drooped as he faced Zhuo Bufan, as if he was deliberately waiting for him there.
Two crows were perched on his shoulders, clearly treating him as a part of the rotten wood.
"Old man, old man!" Zhuo Bufan approached him and said.
When the old man heard this, his stiff body trembled slightly. Then, he raised his head and looked at Zhuo Bufan.
What a pair of eyes. They were empty, confused, and pitch-black. It was as if someone had dug out his eyeballs, leaving only two black holes.
His face was even more terrifying. It was as if his essence and blood had been sucked dry. He was wrinkled and shriveled like a dried corpse. Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but take two steps back.
"You, want, to, ask, the, way?" The old man's voice was extremely old. It felt as if every word he said was burst out with his last breath.
Zhuo Bufan nodded woodenly.
After hearing this, the old man continued to speak in an intermittent tone.
"On the left, Myriad Demon Valley! On the right, Linshui Town. "
Myriad Demon Valley, Linshui Town. Both were familiar names.
When Zhuo Bufan heard these two names, an inexplicable sense of familiarity arose spontaneously.
Zhuo Bufan bowed his head and said gratefully, "Thank you for showing me the way, old man."
After saying that, he was ready to go to the right.
The name Myriad Demon Valley was a terrifying place. As long as one was not looking for death, one would not choose this path.
Linshui Town was a village, and a village meant that there were people there. Right now, he just wanted to see more people, more of his kind.
"Wait!" Just as Zhuo Bufan was about to move forward, the old man raised his voice and shouted.
"Take this with you. It can help you get out of the maze." As the old man spoke, his trembling right hand reached out to Zhuo Bufan.
In his right hand, he was holding a black feather. At first glance, it was obvious that he had plucked it from the body of a dead crow.
Zhuo Bufan took the feather suspiciously and then said gratefully, "Thank you!"
After saying that, he took the crow feather and then walked toward the mountain path on the right without looking back.
Zhuo Bufan felt that the old man was a little strange. An inexplicable sense of nervousness made Zhuo Bufan speed up his pace. He always felt that there was something following behind him, and a pair of eyes were staring at him.
However, when he glanced from time to time, there was nothing.
Zhuo Bufan held the crow feather tightly in his hand and continued to walk forward with uneasiness in his heart.
Soon, the surroundings were unknowingly shrouded in fog. There was a pungent smell in the fog, like the smell of burning sulfur.
"This thing seems to be really useful." Zhuo Bufan found that the black feather was faintly releasing a faint black light, blocking the miasma outside.
Zhuo Bufan quickened his pace and quickly passed through the miasma. The scenery in front of him changed again, turning into a valley.
"Where's the town?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.
The Linshui Town he was looking forward to did not appear in front of him. Instead, it was a valley of dead silence.
As the night wind blew, the disgusting smell of blood mixed with a foul smell came from the depths of the valley.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" A blue phantom passed by, startling Zhuo Bufan and making his whole body tremble.
Pairs of scarlet eyes quietly stared at him in the darkness.
Zhuo Bufan could faintly hear the low panting sound. It was the unconcealable excitement of a beast after seeing its prey.
Zhuo Bufan was being targeted by a group of demon beasts!
"Damn it, this road doesn't lead to the Linshui Town, but to the Myriad Demon Valley."
Zhuo Bufan suddenly realized that he had been deceived by the old man. That old bastard had done it on purpose. He had purposely led him to a dead end.
Zhuo Bufan could not figure out why the old man wanted to harm him when he had no enmity with him.
"Caw … Caw …"
The crow feather in his hand suddenly turned into a real crow. It then broke free from Zhuo Bufan's hand and flew into the sky.
After circling in the air for a while, it headed straight for the mass grave, which was where the old man was.
Zhuo Bufan, on the other hand, remained where he was.
Zhuo Bufan's heart jumped to his throat. He swore that he had never been so nervous.
When he raised his eyes and looked around, he found that he was surrounded by a group of beasts that he had never seen before.
They were wolf-shaped wild beasts. Blue flames were burning on their heads, and their eyes were scarlet red like blood. They looked extremely terrifying.
Zhuo Bufan stood in the same place, not daring to move. As for the pack of Nether Wolves, they were slowly closing in on them.
Under the moonlight, the group of Nether Wolves rose into the air and drew a beautiful arc in the air. Then, they pounced toward Zhuo Bufan.
"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"
In an instant, Zhuo Bufan's neck, arms, thighs, body, head …
Every part of his body was torn to shreds by the sharp teeth of the Nether Wolves that were capable of crushing stones.
Skin, flesh, bones, and blood spurted out!
Zhuo Bufan fell into a pool of blood. The white moon in the sky turned scarlet in his eyes.
"Haha, am I going to die just like that?"
He couldn't even feel the pain anymore because his brain quickly lost consciousness and he became food for the Nether Wolves.
The blood moon in his eyes became darker and darker until it was completely black.
Just when Zhuo Bufan thought that he really had to report to the King Of Hell this time …
In the darkness, three white stone doors suddenly appeared in front of him. On the stone doors, there were densely packed symbols and words that he couldn't understand.
In the center of the stone doors, there was a blank space. On two of the stone doors, there was nothing. On the third stone door, there was a blank space with the words "Mass Grave" written on it.
Zhuo Bufan tried to push the first two stone doors and found that they didn't budge at all.
When he pushed open the stone door with the words "Mass Grave" written on it …
"Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz …"
The stone door slowly opened and a dazzling light shone from inside.
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