The days of being a writer in a different world

The headache is splitting, the whole body seems to be thrown into a rotting garbage heap, surrounded by stench, and the nose is numb. Is this why I have lived in Bao City for a long time without smelling the smell?The eyelids were heavy, and there seemed to be a warm yellow light outside. Cheng Chen struggled and moved a few times, and barely raised his hand to cover the sore spot on the back of his head, his palm was wet.He took a deep breath, trying to open his eyes.

"You're awake." A cold, smokeless voice whispered in my ear, with no age at all.

Shocked, Cheng Chen struggled to open his eyes.

He found himself lying on a stone platform, with cold, hard and somewhat damp bluestone under his body. A miner's lamp was placed on the table next to it, illuminating the surrounding area. Obviously, this is a closed cave or secret room .Wasn't he dragged into the burrow by that monster?Was it saved by someone, or is it still in the ground?

Sitting opposite him was a Taoist priest with a childlike face and white hair, staring at him with icy eyes. It was the true Taoist priest.

Cheng Chen withdrew his hands, the alarm bells rang in his heart, and he tried his best to get up.

"Don't move." Taoist Zhen Zhen frowned, and said in a low voice, "Prison the cow, hold him down."

With a hoot, a pair of foul-smelling white-haired claws firmly pushed him down on the stone platform again, and with a bang, his head hit the platform again, the pain made Cheng Chen's eyes glisten, and a bloody smell spread out. I think the wound on the back of the head is cracked again.

Hehe, it turns out that the monster was raised by this old Taoist family, and he fell into the hands of the mastermind.

"My table has always only released dead ones. It's rare to have any live ones. There is no confinement device, and I was negligent."

The true Taoist muttered to himself, stretched his head over to look carefully, stretched out his long thin fingers to soak a little of Cheng Chen's blood on the stone platform, licked it, and squinted his eyes as if savoring it carefully.

Cheng Chen was disgusted by his perverted appearance, and there was a stinky white-haired monster hanging close to him, his chest felt distressed, and he didn't know if he had a concussion.

"Cheng Chen, Master An Ran'an, the son of the Yue family who betrayed his clan. The spiritual text written by your spiritual gift is really amazing. You can cut blood and repay your relatives, and you can't really taste Yue blood in your blood." It smells like it." The real Taoist opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to caress the tip of Cheng Chen's brow, slowly pressed his seal, and asked curiously, "The spirituality you have absorbed is so huge that it is all accumulated here? Your soul So special, what is it from..."

Cheng Chen's hair stood on end, could this strange old man see that his soul came from another world? !Was he colluding with Yue Jun?No, Yue Jun seems to have no reason to attack him, and friendship is in the best interest of the main line.

The true Taoist smiled suddenly, his smile was very strange, the muscles on his face seemed to be frozen, only a stiff arc formed at the corners of his mouth.

"Supreme Tianzun! You see, Daoist, I am crazy again. I always want to understand why in this world, where it came from, and where it is going. In fact, these are all nothingness. Only living is the real way. It’s really true , to return to the true nature, to search hard, but to seek a long life. Don’t you think so?”

He withdrew his hand and sighed softly: "I am very familiar with the body of the Yue family and the blood of the Yue family. Your biological father, Yue Yan, was also the one who saved your spirituality back then. You brought a message and wanted to help you replenish your 'spirituality', why are you so disobedient and come to me obediently?"

Daoist Zhenzhen straightened up, with baby-like dark eyes, staring at Cheng Chen's young and clear eyes with compassion, and said in a low voice: "I didn't want to be so troublesome, the shock was too big, and the follow-up is even more annoying. It's a pity that time doesn't wait, time doesn't wait." .Since you have come to Wugong Mountain, if I don’t entertain you well, wouldn’t it be a disappointment to the fate that God bestowed on you and me?”

He took a step back and pulled out a handful of black spiral tail spikes from his pocket.The style of the nail is old, with an unknown monster engraved on the top, the whole body is black, and there are some dark spots, like clotted blood.Under the light of the miner's lamp, the pointed end of the nail shone with a faint blue light, which was sharp and terrifying.

Cheng Chen couldn't move. Seeing the steel nails with malicious intentions, his mouth was covered and he couldn't make a sound. He just struggled desperately, staring open.

Really picked up one of them, and said softly: "Seven Star Nail Soul Formation, if you use soul-dispersing nails to clothe it, it will have a magical effect. It can't suppress the soul, but it can disintegrate the soul, and completely strip the spiritual soul from the physical body. Good boy, bear with me. Be careful, relax, if you are too tense and your body is tight, you will only die in pain, you will not be able to survive, you will not be able to die.

Think about it, anyway, if you want to peel your soul, how ugly it is to be pitted like a rotten orange, how can people talk about it?

People are always going to die, and Daoist will accompany you to talk and chat, so you can go there more comfortably and suffer less. "

Cheng Chen was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, his heart felt as if he was being clenched, and deep fear arose spontaneously. This monster wanted to strip his soul from his body, and then... eat it? !

The old Taoist picked up a soul-scattering nail, and slowly touched Cheng Chen's left knee with the other hand. At the Zusanli point three inches below the outer knee, he raised his hand like lightning and stabbed it deeply. The soul-scattering nail was inserted firmly. On Cheng Chen's leg, the blood slowly oozes out, making the tail of the nail even darker, and the animal's head seems to have sucked human blood, making it even more ferocious.

Cheng Chen's head suddenly lifted up, hissing ho ho, beads of sweat dripped down, and the pain was so painful that his mind was a little blurred.

I only heard the old Taoist talking to himself: "The dragon gave birth to nine sons, but the sons are different. He tried his best to mix the blood of the gods into the blood of various families. After waiting for decades, countless of them were abolished, but you didn't succeed at all. Yes, the spiritual endowment is peculiar, and the spirit is so powerful.

Asking for others is worse than asking for oneself. If the gods knew, how could they treat the world like dogs, ruthless and heartless?He thought that God would grant him longevity, but I said that I wanted to return to my true self. I always thought that his hard work was in vain, but I didn't expect that I couldn't wait for today. "

Cheng Chen bit his tongue, tried his best to memorize Yao Dao's words, and tried his best to keep himself awake in order to save himself. Under the hands of this evil and perverted Yao Dao, he might not have time to wait for A Lang to rescue him.

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, nine sons, nine sons, what kind of blood?Which him?This monster has accomplices, it sounds like the idea is not the same.

There was a flash of inspiration in the sea of ​​consciousness, and an ancient book that he occasionally read flashed out - "Yuzhitang Tanhui·Longsheng Nine Sons" by Xu Yingqiu of the Ming Dynasty, Prison Niu, Yazi, Xiaofeng, Pulao, Suanni...

"Garlic"!I'm afraid it's Suan Ni!

In a blink of an eye, he thought of Li Qiuzhi, the chairman of Wenhe, who was always shrouded in mystery, with a strange yin and yang, and several people related to him were all named one of the nine sons of the Dragon!

The original body of this body was originally of the blood of the Yue family. He had secretly conducted an unsuccessful experiment and tried to name it Suan Ni; ——Jiazi; he is inextricably related to Li Qiuzhi, and has the blood of the royal family and the Chen family. It seems that he is most concerned about the crown prince Zhu Chaofeng——Jiaofeng!

Taoist Zhenzhen took the second nail and stabbed at Zusanli point under Cheng Chen's right knee.

Cheng Chen clenched his teeth tightly, and let out a roar from the depths of his throat, the pain was excruciating!Kick your legs hard.

Ho!With a low growl, the white-haired monster firmly held down his leg.

That's right, the old demon called this stinky thing a "prisoned cow", so it was also a failed experiment!And it might even be the No. [-] dragon son "Prisoner Cow"!

The true Taoist is still talking slowly, listening to him talking softly to himself in such a gloomy crypt, talking about life and death, the chill and despair are like ice water gradually sinking into the mouth and nose, struggling No, I can only suffer helplessly, watching death come.

"At the beginning of life, you have a womb, enlighten your spirit with words, and then you can live. Since the soul and the body are not born at the same time, why can't you separate the womb? If you want to live forever, praying to God and worshiping Buddha is nothing wrong; just practice' It is nonsense to refine inner alchemy by nature and fate; it is wishful thinking to cultivate the body to seek fate.

Only by cultivating the soul, consummating one's own soul with the spirituality of others, and being reborn from the shell, is the real longevity.The flesh is nothing more than a pouch!You have such a special spirit that complements Dao Ye's destiny soul, and Dao Ye can take your soul to become a god forever. "

He muttered to himself, his eyes were full of radiance, confused and crazy, obviously he really believed that what he did would lead to immortality!

"Cut the three corpses, there is no good or evil, but seek the truth!"

As soon as the words fell, the third soul-scattering nail was stabbed hard at the Taichong point on the back of Cheng Chen's left foot, firmly nailing his foot to the stone platform.

Cheng Chen was so painful that his veins burst out, his eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly burst into anger.

The prisoner cow hooted, pressed his mouth with one hand, and his legs with the other, slowly sniffing, and pressed it to his face.

In extreme pain and anger, at the critical moment of life and death, the stars in Cheng Chen's mind of the reprinted spiritual book suddenly shone brightly, and the starlight fell like rain, nourishing his chaotic soul, and the spiritual platform was instantly clear!

Calm down, calm down, save yourself.

The true Taoist priest is the main culprit. He has accomplices, but they are not here at present, and they may have broken up.His physical force value should not be high, he is thin and thin, and he is very skilled in inserting nails and identifying acupoints, but although he used a lot of force, the penetration into the flesh is not as deep as imagined.

That rotten monster should have a low-level intelligence. If you listen to him, it is likely to be transformed from a human experiment. Taoist priests, crypts, monsters with rotting corpses, long white hair, and iron-like bodies-zombies!

Then as long as this monster is killed, or let it get out of the control of the demon, the demon has no force to rely on. Even if it can't get away immediately, at least it can be entangled and delayed until the arrival of rescuers.

As for whether this monster is a zombie, he is only [-] to [-]% sure...

The fourth Soul Scattering Nail penetrated deeply into the back of his right foot, bleeding continuously.Cheng Chen's body twitched in pain, there was no time, it was a gamble!

Starlight flickered past in the sea of ​​consciousness, and stayed on a dim little star—the fragments and explanations of "Baopuzi Nei Pian" collected by Taoism, which were posted in the author's appendix of a certain web-based comprehension novel, which can be read today Whether it can be saved or not depends on it.

The foul-smelling saliva dripped on Cheng Chen's face, and the white hair lingered stiffly around his face, becoming restless and roaring, it seemed that Cheng Chen's special and powerful soul also had a special attraction for it.

Cheng Chen simply closed his eyes and endured. His two hands were not pressed firmly, but were clamped under the ribs of the zombie, and his fingers could still move.He tried to calm down, took a deep breath, quietly pressed the emoticon with his right hand to make a sword finger print, slowly wiped the blood from the wound on his knee, exhausted all his mind, and wrote the first word on the bluestone platform:

"Pro!"

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Cheng Lang lingered in the pit deep in the crypt, and when he was on the ground, he clearly detected that Cheng Chen's soul light was here.But when he entered the ground and approached, the light was silently covered by something, as if a layer of black mist shrouded his eyes, and even Xiaolu couldn't tell the direction.

At the bottom of the dark cave, only his spiritual flame was shining palely, barely illuminating the road ahead.

The little wolf drilled around and searched, but he didn't find Cheng Chen, but found out the vicious layout of this cave—besides the rocks around the cave wall, and between the ground and the ground, there is a layer of fine sand that does not reach the top.If he used brute force to break through it like he did at the entrance, once the walls of the cave were broken through, the endless fine sand would immediately bury the entire tunnel and crypt.

Cheng Lang simply closed his eyes, stopped thinking about it, and used the little green aura to move forward bit by bit. Since Cheng Chen was brought here, he could always find him and rescue him.

Make the guy who made up his mind regret living in this world, wailing that he can't live, he can't die!