"Caw … Caw … Caw …"
The sorrowful cries of crows came to his ears. Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes again. What a familiar scene it was.
Old trees, crows, corpses, hills, embers …
"Is this … starting from the beginning?" Zhuo Bufan was shocked.
He did not expect that the door he passed through would take him back to the mass grave. He did not understand what had happened.
He was still wearing the same dirty clothes, and he was still stepping on the corpse's palm.
Zhuo Bufan once again took a step forward and walked down the hill.
As he walked, a very familiar scene appeared in front of him. There were two forks in the road, an old tree, a tree full of crows, and that damned old man.
Seeing the old man again, Zhuo Bufan wanted to go up and beat him up. However, when he rushed in front of the old man, he stopped.
"What the hell is going on? Am I, am I reborn again? "
"Then, does this old man still recognize me?"
Zhuo Bufan was puzzled. What happened to him was too mysterious.
At this moment, the old man raised his head slightly and looked at Zhuo Bufan in front of him.
His eyes were still empty, confused, and dark. It was extremely terrifying.
His face was still dry, yellow, and full of wrinkles. It was extremely miserable.
"You, want, to, ask, the, way?"
The old man opened his mouth and said the exact same words. The same pauses between each word, and the same difficulty in speaking.
"You don't recognize me?" Zhuo Bufan asked.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then slowly shook his head. At this time, Zhuo Bufan was sure that he did not return to the mass grave, but was reborn.
Everything started from the beginning. It was like loading a file in a game, returning to a certain period of time, and then experiencing it again.
In other words, for Zhuo Bufan, it was the second time he saw the old man. However, for the old man, it was the first time he saw Zhuo Bufan.
"To the left is the Myriad Demon Valley, and to the right is Linshui Town."
Without waiting for Zhuo Bufan to take the initiative to ask, the old man spoke first.
When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he was infuriated. When he looked at the old man in front of him again, a trace of killing intent appeared in his eyes.
This damned old man still wanted to set him up.
He deliberately reversed the names of the Myriad Demon Valley and Linshui Town in order to kill Zhuo Bufan.
But why would he do that?
Zhuo Bufan did not understand. He had no enmity with this old man.
"Is there anything else you want to give me?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a sneer.
Zhuo Bufan still remembered that last time, the old man had given him a crow feather. That feather had turned into a crow and returned to the old man's side.
Come to think of it, that feather was used by the old man to spy on him.
Zhuo Bufan's question stumped the old man. He did have something to give Zhuo Bufan, but how did the kid in front of him know?
Although he was a little confused, the old man still took out the crow feather and then handed it to Zhuo Bufan with trembling hands.
"There is miasma on the road. This feather will ensure your safety." The old man opened his mouth slightly, revealing a trace of an evil smile.
Zhuo Bufan had used the crow feather once, so it could resist the miasma. The old man did not lie to him.
Therefore, Zhuo Bufan took the feather without hesitation and then went to the left without looking back.
"Huh? Why are you going to the Myriad Demon Valley? "Seeing Zhuo Bufan go to the left, the old man was confused again. This was not the result he wanted.
Zhuo Bufan had already expected the old man's expression. He smiled coldly and said, "Yes, I am going to the Myriad Demon Valley. Why? Looking at your expression, you are a little disappointed! "
After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he suddenly laughed and then left without looking back.
Seeing the old man's confused expression, Zhuo Bufan suddenly felt a lot better.
"That old man should be an NPC!"
"First of all, I can be sure that I am not dreaming because all of this is too real."
"The cold night wind, the stench of blood, and the pain of being swallowed alive at the moment of death."
"All of this is definitely not a dream. Could it be that I have traveled through time? "
As Zhuo Bufan walked, he analyzed what had happened to him and how to explain it.
"What is the matter with those three doors? No matter how I look at it, it looks like the save bar in a standalone game. Generally, some save bars have three, which correspond to the three doors. "
"By the way, since there is a load file, I should be able to save it. I can't start from the beginning every time I die, right? "
Zhuo Bufan thought about the three doors in his heart. Sure enough, the three doors appeared in his imagination in the next second.
The three stone doors were as tall as mountains and looked very solemn and sacred. There were dense ancient characters on the stone doors, which looked mysterious and mysterious.
On the third stone door, there were three words written on it: Mass Grave. Mass Grave was the first save point in Zhuo Bufan's imagination.
Then, Zhuo Bufan looked at the second stone door and tried hard to think, Save!
Just as he thought about it, a line of words automatically appeared in the blank space of the second door.
"Winding Path."
"The save was successful. I can really save." Zhuo Bufan was ecstatic. He did not expect that he would be able to save it just by trying.
He could save and load!
This was equivalent to him having countless lives and countless rebirths. He could foresee everything. Once again, Zhuo Bufan was full of hope for his life.
However, it seemed that he could only load after he died.
This meant that if Zhuo Bufan wanted to start all over again, he would have to experience death once.
However, to let a living person experience death, that kind of pain, made Zhuo Bufan shudder. He still remembered that he was eaten alive by a group of Nether Wolves the last time he died.
Just thinking about that miserable scene made Zhuo Bufan unwilling to experience it again.
"Don't think about it. Let's leave this damned place first."
Zhuo Bufan shook his head and continued to walk forward. Soon, he passed through the miasma area.
The crow feather that the old man gave him once again played its role and helped him block the miasma.
After quickly passing through the miasma, Li Mu's eyes lit up. A brightly lit village appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan.
Seeing the human fireworks, Zhuo Bufan was pleasantly surprised.
He gratefully quickened his pace and rushed towards the small village.
"Great, Linshui Town, Linshui Town!"
Zhuo Bufan was extremely excited. He quickly rushed into the town.
However, when he rushed into Linshui Town, he was stunned by what he saw.
On the main road of Linshui Town, corpses were everywhere, lying in pools of blood. The blood flowed like a river, flowing along the cracks of the stone to Zhuo Bufan's feet.
The night wind blew, and the choking smell of blood in the air made his internal organs churn, making him feel nauseous.
"What's going on? What happened here? "
Zhuo Bufan's breathing suddenly became heavy. It felt as if someone was grabbing his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.
"Young Lord, there's another one here."
At this moment, a group of people in black armor suddenly appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan.
In their hands, they held blades covered in blood, and evil smiles appeared on their faces.
"Kill!"
At this moment, a man in a black cloak looked at Zhuo Bufan. His hair was as red as blood, and he was proud and arrogant like fire. His tone was cold and arrogant.
The simple word "kill" was said so casually, directly deciding Zhuo Bufan's fate.
His subordinates were like a pack of crazy wild dogs. They raised the blades in their hands and rushed towards Zhuo Bufan.
At that moment, Zhuo Bufan found that his feet couldn't move at all. Or rather, he had already given up on the idea of escaping.
The saber slashed at his body again and again, shattering his shoulder blades and cutting off his arms.
That kind of pain was like a breath of sullen air pressing down on Zhuo Bufan's throat.
"Ahhh!"
Finally, Zhuo Bufan couldn't take it anymore. He howled in pain and wanted to spit out that breath.
Pfft!
In the end, he didn't know whose blade it was, but the moment he raised his head to the sky and howled, his head was chopped off.
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