People are in the wasteland, start with Zanpakutō

Chapter 28 Maze?Ghost head?Kunlun?

At this time, a strange beast had already pounced on Wu Zhi's body.

But he was tightly suppressed and unable to move, he could only let himself be slaughtered.

Suddenly a white light flashed, and Wu Zhi felt the restraints on his body disappear.

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Yong appeared in front of his eyes, but his figure was a little blurred, like a projection.

Just when Wu Zhi was about to speak, a voice came to his ears:
"My dear brother, this is the last time I speak to you!"

"Although we haven't been together for long, I already regard you as my own brother!"

"Time is running out, so I'll make a long story short. I just opened the miracle, and I can escape as long as I pass the trial!"

"Remember you must pass the trial, only in this way can you survive!"

"Take care of yourself, don't"

The sound gets weaker and weaker until it disappears.

After simply understanding the meaning, Wu Zhi looked up.

In front of you is a vast plain, and at the end of the plain is a strange mountain.

The reason why it is a strange mountain is because this mountain is so vast that you can't see the end at a glance.

But there is no mountain top, the top is like a plane, as if it was cut off by someone.

Just half of it is already as tall as a cloud.

Wu Zhi sighed for a moment, then looked around, but there was no one there.

It was as if what had just happened was like a dream.

I remembered Zheng Yong's words again, trial?

Looking left and right, it doesn't look like there are any difficulties. Could it be in that mountain?

After taking a look, this place is only a few kilometers away from the half-mountain, and at most it is only ten thousand meters away.

Immediately, Wu Zhi began to walk forward.

As soon as he took a step, white smoke suddenly appeared around him, blocking the way ahead.

A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Zhi's mouth, he held the Zanpakuto tightly, and moved forward carefully.

I can't tell the direction in this fog, but this is a plain, as long as I keep moving forward, I will always arrive.

I don't know how long it took, 10 minutes?One hour?five hours?

Wu Zhi had already forgotten the time, and only had the idea of ​​moving forward in his mind.

After a long time, I still haven't reached the foot of the mountain.

The doubts in his heart deepened, and he began to count the time in his mind.

When the time came to one hour, Wu Zhi stopped in his tracks.

Illusion?maze?
But the distance of [-] meters has not been reached for so long?

Wu Zhi put the scabbard on the ground, quickened his pace and ran forward.

After running for a long time, he felt a little tired and began to slow down.

But then a small shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

After approaching, I found that it was the scabbard of Zanpakutō!
Only then did Wu Zhi realize that he was just standing still.

Then turned around and walked to the left.

After an unknown amount of time, the scabbard appeared again in the distance.

At this time, Wu Zhi was a little irritable, and really didn't know how to solve this maze.

Suddenly the sky darkened, and the surrounding temperature plummeted.

Suddenly a voice came from behind:
"Wu Zhi! Wu Zhi!"

Hearing the voice, Wu Zhi was terrified and froze in place.

And the voice came closer:

"Wu Zhi! Wu Zhi!"

Just as Wu Zhi wanted to turn his head, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He has never told others his name, even that Fuyang didn't know it.

Even if it knows, it will only shoot to kill, instead of calling itself.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhi's scalp felt a little numb, coupled with the surrounding environment.

It was like a dark night, with smoke all around, making it difficult to see the way forward, and shouts came from behind.

As the sound got closer, Wu Zhi hurried forward.

But no matter how fast he was, the voice always followed behind him.

His intuition told him that he could not look back, otherwise he would die!

This reminded him of the rumors from his previous life.

There are three fires on the person's body, and an unknown fire on each shoulder and top of the head.

It represents the essence, spirit and spirit of human beings.

When walking on the night road, don't turn your head when you hear the call, once you turn your head, the three unknown fires will be extinguished.

When you look back three times, then the time of death is not far away.

Wu Zhi never thought that the rumors from the previous life would appear in this life.

Because the sound was close to his ears, he drew his knife and turned his head to chop off.

I saw a black shadow floating in the air behind him, and the black shadow's face was pale, his pupils turned up, and he looked like a dead person.

When the Zanpakutō touched, the black shadow dissipated.

And harsh laughter sounded all around:

"Quack quack quack! Wu Zhi, I miss you so much, come and accompany me!"

Wu Zhi was also startled by the black shadow, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Damn, the strange beasts have killed a lot, I never thought I would be afraid of ghosts!

When the laughter dissipated, the surrounding fell into silence.

I can't feel any breath around, not even a little bit of energy.

At this time, Wu Zhi remembered a rumor from his previous life.

Since there are ghosts hitting walls and ghosts shouting at people, then that method may be useful.

The invisible enemy is the most terrifying at this time, as long as you find the position, even ghosts will be chopped off!
Immediately doing what he said, Wu Zhi bent down, wanting to use simple methods.

It is said that as long as you bend down and look through your legs, you can see ghosts.

When Wu Zhi bent down and looked through his crotch.

I saw a face of disastrous defeat in front of me, looking at myself with a weird smile.

Wu Zhi had goosebumps, but he didn't hesitate at all.

Standing up straight in an instant, Zanpakutao slashed backwards.

The Zanpakuto fell, as if something had been chopped into pieces, and screams sounded from around.

Where the long knife crossed, a figure appeared, and a head rolled to the ground.

That kern's head rolled twice on the ground, and suddenly spoke:
"Boy, it's useless, it can't kill me!"

Although his mouth was stubborn, the figure still couldn't figure out how the other party would know such a method.

And Wu Zhi didn't expect that cutting off his head didn't kill him.

Although I have doubts in my heart, I don't want to pursue it.

If you can't die by beheading, then chop it up!
Just do it, raise your hand and prepare to chop it down with a knife.

Although the ghost didn't die, it still hurt. Seeing that he didn't scare the other party, he quickly changed his words:
"Let me go, let me go, I didn't mean it!"

Wu Zhi squinted his eyes, pointed at the head on the ground with Zanpakuto, and asked:

"Let you go? What good do I get?"

Hearing this, Guitou hurriedly said:
"You can ask me anything you want to know. I have been here for hundreds of years, and no one knows better than me!"

Wu Zhi squatted down, poked his head twice, looked around again, and asked:

"Where is this?"

Hearing the question, the ghost's face changed suddenly, and he hesitated for a while:

"Here is here, where is what?"

Hearing this, Wu Zhi stabbed at him with a knife, directly piercing the ghost's head.

The ghost screamed and cursed loudly:
"what are you doing?"

And Wu Zhi didn't expect that even if his head was pierced, he wouldn't be able to kill him.

Then he stood up, looked at the ghost head strung on the Zanpakutō, and said with a smile:
"What am I doing? What are you doing?"

As soon as the words fell, since the ghost started to cry, he muttered:

"I'm so miserable, who can be miserable than me!"

Hearing that Wu Zhi was a little impatient, he chopped the ghost's head in half with a wave of his hand.

But who knows, even if the ghost head was cut in half, he still didn't die.

The head is divided into two from the center of the eyebrows, and there is nothing in the middle.

The eyes on both sides moved at the same time, and the parted mouth also opened together:

"It's useless, you can't kill me!"

Although he couldn't kill him, Wu Zhi also noticed that the other party felt pain.

Since I can’t die anyway, I might as well practice my knife skills!
Just do it, grabbed half of the head, and gently cut off the earlobe with the Zanpakutō.

The pain hit, and the ghost let out a scream.

5 minute later.

Wu Zhi had already cut half of his head into strips, and just picked up the other half.

That ghost couldn't take it anymore, this kind of torture, no human, no ghost could bear it.

In desperation, he finally opened his mouth and said:
"I said, I said, this is Sleepy Deer Mountain!"

Looking at the ghost's expression, although he only has half of his head, he can still see it, it doesn't look like he is telling lies.

Just when Wu Zhi was about to believe it, he suddenly remembered the elixir that Zheng Yong had given him, and muttered to himself:
"Sleepy Deer Mountain? Sleepy Deer?"

"No, Kunlun! It's Kunlun Mountain!"

Hearing that, half of the ghost's eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief:

"How would you know!"

"not good!"

As soon as the words fell, bursts of golden light suddenly radiated from the mist, and a voice came:
"Bold!"

(End of this chapter)