I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

After a while, Shi Buwen also disappeared.

"Is it level [-] or level [-]?"

Lu Jian murmured.

According to He Chong, don't believe anyone you meet on the mountain trail, then Shi Buwen must be telling lies.

But if you change your mind, what He Chong said at the beginning was a lie?

In order to prevent Lu Jian from being guided by people on the road, He Chong made up a statement that he couldn't believe their words to deceive Lu Jian?

This gets caught in a classic loop.

Using the sweat dripping from Lu Jian, he observed the situation on the mountain road, but there was no one in the place he passed by.

There is only Lu Jian alone on this long mountain road.

After passing five hundred levels, Lu Jian suddenly heard something else.

This is not the sound of breathing or footsteps, but the rustling and rustling sound of the grass being touched by something.

Lu Jian looked towards the woods on the left.

There, something seemed to be hiding under the bushes.

A voice came.

"Help, save me"

It's a cry for help.

Lu Jian took two steps, got closer, and [True Vision] glanced over.

He saw a person lying there.

"Old Zhang?"

That was the paper cutter's blind sheet.

The nearly seventy-year-old old man was half lying in the grass. He seemed to have suffered a gunshot wound. There were several bullet holes in his mandarin jacket, and blood flowed out. He looked seriously injured.

"do not come."

Blind Zhang noticed Lu Jian and immediately called out.

"Don't leave this mountain road, or you may encounter accidents."

He reminded.

"Mr. Zhang, why are you here? Who hurt you?"

After looking up and down the blind man Zhang, at least according to the current level of understanding, [True Vision] judges that the other party is a human being.

"Who else can it be? Shi Buwen is the only one with a gun."

Blind Zhang sighed, as if he believed in the wrong person.

"I thought he was just like me, just to witness. Unexpectedly, this guy had already betrayed Jiuliu. He pushed me back from the mountain path and attacked me with a gun."

"When he came, he was with Dai Yuanyang. The two of them were bright and dark. Dai Yuanyang couldn't convince us, so Shi Buwen started. It's a pity."

His breath was like a gossamer, and his voice was weak.

"Mr. Zhang, I have a question."

Lu Bian asked.

"How many steps are there on this climbing path?"

Hearing Lu Jian's words, Blind Zhang was silent for a moment.

"Level [-]. When you get there, you will see a platform. That is the end point. When you reach the end point, ask Qi Ye to save me. Don't believe anyone else."

"I see."

Lu Jian nodded and said suddenly.

"Mr. Zhang, why don't you turn back? If you turn back, you will be sent directly down the mountain. Can you go out and look for rescue?"

Hearing Lu Jian's words, the blind Zhang was taken aback.

"Boy, you are very smart."

Blind Zhang smiled, the bullet holes on his body seemed to have healed suddenly, the color of his whole body faded, and he turned into a paper figurine that was burned when he went to the grave.

"Is this real or fake?"

Lu Jian complained to himself and continued to climb up.

There are a lot of things these two days, continue to ask for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets!

===557.Zombie===

At the [-]th step, Lu Jian felt that the surroundings became a little colder.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and it was almost impossible to see the surrounding scenery clearly. . .

Lu Jian felt as if he was walking on clouds, and only the steps under his feet could prove that he was moving forward.

In this absolute silence, Lu Jian saw that the mist was like spreading pollution, getting into his body bit by bit. If it were an ordinary person, then he might fall into a slight mental disorder after inhaling the mist , hallucinations, mania, depression and other symptoms.

And for people who have been exposed to certain pollution

This kind of fog may instead strengthen the extraordinary ability brought about by their pollution, creating an illusion.

Continuing to walk forward, Lu Jian suddenly saw a person standing two or three steps away from him.

The man was bloated, as if he had been poisoned by wine and meat. He stood where he was, light and light, as if he was about to fall down.

From the back view, Lu Jian quickly recognized that it was Lord Qi.

"Seven masters?"

The other party didn't seem to notice Lu Jian's approach at all. Lu Jian took three steps and two steps, came to the position of a step behind him, and called out.

Nothing happens.

Lu Jian took a look and found that Qi Ye was in a daze, as if he hadn't woken up, or something disturbed his mind, and he lost consciousness, standing on the spot like a marionette.

He poked Qi Ye.

Different from the feeling at first glance, Qiye's body is very stiff, like a dead person.

Lu Jian took another step forward.

He turned his head and saw that Qi Ye's face was livid, with black in the paleness, his eyes were red, as if he took a sharp breath, and the blood rushed to his head.

Such a situation makes people shudder.

"Seven masters?"

Lu Jian patted the opponent's shoulder.

In an instant, fine white fluff grew on Qiye's face, his nails grew longer, his skin turned black and blue, and his eyes turned red.

A strange cry came out of his throat, and Qi Ye rushed towards Lu Trian.

He was so strong that even the steps cracked.

The sharp nails seem to be contaminated with some kind of toxin, as long as they are scratched and touched, they will cause serious injury.

Qi Ye looked like he had turned into those big zombies in the rumors, vicious and vicious.

But who is Lu Jian? He has been walking in foreign lands for so many years, and he has experienced hundreds of battles. He has never seen any big wind and waves.

Facing the attack of Zombie Seventh Lord, Lu Jian raised his right hand directly, fists intersecting.

Puchi-

However, the situation of strong collision did not appear, and Lu Jian's palm immediately melted when it touched the zombie seventh master, turning into dark silt, tightly wrapping the zombie seventh master's hand.

The dark purple poison immediately spread with the contact between the two. If it was an ordinary person, they should have lost their fighting ability under such circumstances. The corpse poison would flow with the blood, from the wound to the heart, and then transported from the heart to the whole body , eventually falling down quickly and becoming a zombie.

But to Lu Jian, this level of pollution is nothing.

Through the toxins that flowed into his body, he gained some slight knowledge.

The so-called zombies, dead bodies, are essentially alienation brought about by pollution. The original knowledge of making zombies or mummies has a certain degree of pollution, and the zombies made by this method are naturally also aggregates of pollution.

However, this

The melted land stumbles spread rapidly, binding the zombie firmly.

Even though the opponent possessed strength beyond the limits of human beings, it was as if his fist had hit the water, and he was soon completely bound by Lu Lian, and then turned into a black thick fog and disappeared with the wind.

The steps in front of Lu Jian suddenly became clear.

"Pollution creates certain illusions through the absorption of the soul. Because in this era, it is defaulted that what I see is Qi Ye who has produced a corpse change?"

It's probably because among these few people, Lu Jian only has a certain impression of Qi Ye who is a screen thief, and most of this impression comes from various film and television and game works, so the situation just now happened.

He looked forward, and he could already see a platform, like the end point.

Lu Jian climbed up the stairs and came to the thousandth step.

It seemed to be a resting pavilion, and the wooden structure smelled of decay in the damp fog.

The pavilion was empty, and there was no one in sight.

Lu Jian still didn't look back, he stood there and waited for a while.

Behind him, there seemed to be whispering voices, like a song, rang in Lu's ears, but Lu just stood there motionless.

If there are [-] steps or [-] steps here, Lu Jian is more willing to believe that it is [-] steps, because according to the principle of simplicity, He Chong is the easiest to believe. There are too many contradictions in the information on the road .

After standing for about 5 minutes, Lu Jian felt the thick fog around him completely dissipate.

He saw that a road appeared around the pavilion, leading to a building in the forest not far away.

"It seems to be here."

Lu Juan strode forward and came to a courtyard, which looked like a gymnasium or temple, with a simple and unsophisticated quality. At least after almost 100 years, Lu Juan had never seen a similar building on Jiangcheng Mountain .

At the same time, he looked back with his melting self, and nothing happened, it seemed that he had indeed reached the end.