[Comprehensive terror] frighten the ghost

When they returned to the tarmac, it had completely changed.

A simple stone bonfire was set up in the middle of the tarmac, and all kinds of sundries were neatly placed beside it, from piled storage boxes to bedrolls laid out step by step. Not far from the bonfire, there was another A stack of firewood, and an iron bucket full of water.

"Captain, welcome back." A petite figure carrying an ax in the distance waved to him.

"Yan Mei?!" Zhou Feng couldn't believe his eyes. "You're not...you're not..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a faint red light in Yan Mei's eyes who walked in.

"Yeah, I sacrificed the flesh and blood of that new chick, and recast her body, plus the soul imprint left by Berks in the ring, it is enough for her to reappear in the world." Sandro Galaga He walked over, and behind him a few bone frames of similar length were using brackets and ropes to build a row of drying racks, and hung the wet canvas on it.

Zhou Feng stared at Yan Mei who seemed to be full of vitality, "In this case, can Ah Fei also become an undead?"

"It seems that the captain hasn't noticed it all this time." Berkes took out the phone from his jacket, and pressed the start button for a few seconds, only to hear a beep, and a familiar voice sounded——

"Captain, long time no see!"

"A Fei!" Zhou Feng took the phone overjoyed, "Why, why are you in the phone?"

"I am now the artificial intelligence voice service system built into your mobile phone. Although I don't know why, my ability can still be used. Whether you want to book a flight ticket or a hotel, it's just a matter of one sentence." The voice sounds brighter than before. "However, captain, where you are now has no network and is not within the coverage of the communication signal. At least call for door-to-door service or something. I can't do it."

"A Fei...just come back." Zhou Feng ignored the other party's teasing, but turned to Berks, "Thank you! I'm sorry...I mean, I was too mean to you before."

"It doesn't matter." The other party said with a smile.

For some reason, Zhou Feng suddenly found that the other party's smile was warm and harmonious, as if it had some kind of healing effect.

He would never admit that he was comforted!

"Stop talking nonsense, what did you find?" Sandro looked at the things in his hand, "Don't tell me there's only dinner."

"There are still four parts, the purpose of which is unknown." Berks replied.I saw a gust of strong wind blowing, the trees rattled, and then the undead dragon, which was so huge that it seemed to cover the sky and the sun, swooped down lightly, and put a bunch of machine parts in its claws on the open space, and then fly away. "It flew around the island just now, and roughly explored the terrain of the entire island."

"I have to research." Sandro scratched his chin, opened a storage box, took out a pen and a map, "Let's talk about it, what's on the island?"

Zhou Feng untied his coat, poured all the berries wrapped in it into the bucket, and began to wash it. "Would you like one?" He picked a plump and healthy red berry and threw it to Berks.

"It tastes good." The other party took a small bite of the red berry, "It can be used to make jam."

"You two foodies! Don't think about improving the food, let's discuss how to leave this island first!" The skeleton who couldn't eat immediately jumped.

"I haven't seen anything resembling a door or entrance on the island so far." Berkes opened the map, picked out a piece of paper wrapped inside, and drew a rough outline with a black pen. "The general shape of the island is like eight branches extending around a central point. We are currently on one of the branches, which is considered to be on the edge of the island."

Zhou Feng also came over with a bucket in his hand.The other party is referring to the markers on the original map and redrawing a complete version.

"The map in our hand is not the whole picture of the island, only two of them are drawn. This branch of ours is almost full of pine trees. The captain and I just went to the central area, where the trees are relatively sparse. It should be richer. From here, walk through a birch forest, and you can reach another branch. The terrain of this branch is very strange, as if some lands that were not together were forcibly spliced ​​together. The biggest feature of this branch Yes, there's a cemetery in the center of it."

"The cemetery? Does that mean someone lives here?!" Zhou Feng's mouth was stuffed with berries, and he couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard this, his voice was a bit vague.

"Maybe there were people in the past, but now, who knows?" Sandrou snorted.

"There are indeed natives on this island." Berkes drew a third branch on the paper, "Here, similar to where we are, most of the area is covered with pine trees, and another species of common Green trees. But this forest has been cut down artificially to create two clearings, where a number of wooden houses are built. From the sky, one clearing is planted with crops, one clearing has an altar, and there is paving between the two areas. This is a complete society."

"Is there a social division of labor? Maybe we can ask the local residents." Zhou Feng watched the other party draw bushes in the open space, and guessed why the other party concluded that the berries were edible.Apparently the local population also uses the berries as food.

"I'm not sure this is a good idea, because from the outside, the residents here... are not human." The other party said lightly, turned the paper in the other direction, and continued to draw the fourth branch. "This is a grassland, with some cattle and rabbits on it."

"I think we can move there." Hearing about cows and rabbits, Zhou Feng felt that the berries he was chewing were tasteless.

"The fifth branch is a birch forest. It can't be seen clearly from the sky, but there should be some statues hidden in it. The sixth branch is a swamp. There are also residents in the swamp. They are also not human, and they are very aggressive. There are some other people in the swamp. Monsters, they were fighting when the dragon passed by."

"We don't need to go here." Although Zhou Feng didn't think those monsters would cause trouble to them, this place obviously had no value for exploration.

"The seventh branch is similar to the central area, dominated by shrubs, but there are a large number of beehives distributed in this area, and only a small area near the sea has no beehives. There is a huge chessboard here, and there are some mechanical chess pieces on it. They seem to be guarding A disc."

"I guess we'll have to look beyond the hives to the board." Sandro scratched his chin. "The rest of it sounds boring."

"The eighth branch is the desert, where there are only stones, dead trees, and a small flock of sheep." Berkes finally finished drawing the entire island, then straightened the map, and added some content in the center. "If we can't find a way to leave the island within three days, I think we should move to this area. There is an open-pit mine here, we can mine to cast the parts needed for the machine, and there are some small ponds to ensure the water source .”

"Wow, this island is really big." Looking at the whole picture of the simple map, Zhou Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"It's best that these parts you found can help us leave this island." Sandro fiddled with the parts uninterestedly, "Although I don't think there is much hope."

"It is probably just the key to the next puzzle. The Lord God would not assign such a simple task." Berks reopened the old map they found, and took a pen to write and draw on it, as if deciphering The string of numbers written on the edge of the map.

"The point is, whether it's these monsters on the island or the owls we met before, they don't constitute the difficulty of being a silver master, right?" This is what Zhou Feng is worried about, and the unknown threat is the most terrifying.

The two of them were silent, not knowing what they were thinking.

Sandro sorted out all the packages in the camp and found a lot of useful things, including several cans of seasoning.Zhou Feng was satisfied with the roast turkey for dinner.At the end of the moon, he lay on his side on the bedroll, watching the canvas on the clothes rack fluttering gently in the night wind.

Belkes lay on another bedroll, opened one wing to wrap himself up, which made Zhou Feng envious.His coat had been washed because it contained berries, and he could only hug his arms to keep warm.Sandro sat cross-legged next to the bonfire, adding some firewood to it from time to time, poking it twice with a branch to let oxygen in so that the firewood could burn more fully.

When they were resting, the undead creatures were not idle.The undead dragon was still flying over the island, while Yan Mei took some skeleton soldiers to explore the woods.According to the tips on the map, there seemed to be some monsters living in the woods, but they couldn't be detected from above, so they had to search on the ground.The monsters lurking in the dark are back, and even undead creatures will be attacked by them, so Sandro had to equip the skeleton soldiers with torches one by one.And their camp needs to be kept alive, or they will be killed in their sleep.

Sandro, who doesn't need to sleep, is naturally in charge of the night watch.

Zhou Feng turned over, wondering if he was a bit full from dinner, he didn't feel sleepy at all, but he didn't dare to disturb Berks, who needed sleep to recover his mana, so he had to endure boredom and observe Here comes Sandro.

At the beginning, the skeleton kept its own place. After a while, it probably felt that Berks had fallen asleep, so it boldly stroked the opponent's wings, especially those short snow-white wings sandwiched between the base of the wings and the back shoulders. fluff.Zhou Feng propped himself up slightly, just in time to see the slender finger bones of the bone frame submerged in the soft white fluff, and couldn't help yelling waste in his heart.No matter how you look at it, those fluff must feel comfortable to touch, and it makes his hands itch, but what can Sandro feel with his skeleton?The meat is gone, and the tactile nerves have long gone.

What a waste of money.

Zhou Feng stared greedily at Sandro, who was thinking about something, moving his finger bones down little by little, playing with a pinch of fluff at the base of the opponent's wings.That location, if he remembered correctly, was the place where he accidentally stabbed the steel pipe in the vanished future.He still remembered that Sandro said that there was the other party's weakness, so could it be...

He shivered. Could it be that Sandro has been planning to kill Berks?

"Crack!" Berks flicked his wings suddenly, smashing the skeleton into pieces, and the violent wind nearly blew out the bonfire.Zhou Feng trembled all over, and immediately lay down and curled up into a ball, pretending to be asleep, but still couldn't help but secretly opened one eye to see what happened.I saw Berkes, who was propped up, blushing, glaring at the pile of bones on the ground almost angrily, shaking his wings, and then stretched his wings, re-wrapped himself into an airtight ball of fluff, and never gave him any more. An opportunity for people to act.

Zhou Feng blinked, and then remembered that Sandro once said that that position is as sensitive as the tip of an elf's ear.

At that time, he didn't understand why the other party used this metaphor. Thinking about it now, isn't the tip of the elf's ear described in many fantasy works as a place that only the closest people can touch?

Is it...

Was that skeleton just now *?

Well, this is indeed a classic case of not dying if you don't die.

Sighing helplessly, Zhou Feng had no choice but to get up from the bedroll, picked up the staff on the ground, and poked Sandro's bones.Soon, the green mist on the staff reassembled the pile of fragments into a skeleton.The bone frame picked up his own armor from the ground, and the pile of scrap iron was scratched and broken by the owl, and it was completely deformed at this moment, unable to wear it anymore.

"Chi Chi Chi..." Zhou Feng let out a series of muffled laughs.

"What are you laughing at?" Sandro smashed the shoulder pad angrily, "What's so funny!"

"How does it feel? Is that pinch of hair comfortable to touch?" Zhou Feng lightly caught the shoulder pad and sent it back with super power.

He thought that Sandro would blow up again, but he didn't expect that the bone frame just sat down against the feather ball behind him, stroking the opponent's feathers silently.After a long time, Sandro let out a crackling sigh, "That is the softest existence in the world."

"You mean, when you were still alive, he let you touch him?" He couldn't sleep at first, but Zhou Feng suddenly felt his gossip burning.

"No, never, I never had that qualification."

No matter how he heard it, he felt that the words were squeezed out from between his teeth.

Thinking of the good deeds he had done, Zhou Feng felt blushed, lay down on his back, and looked at the moon in the night sky.Fortunately Sandro didn't know what was going to happen in the future, otherwise he probably would have died.

"Why do you want to transform into an undead?" He rested his arm behind his head, curious, "I mean, you will never experience that touch again."

"Why don't you give up your life?" Sandro retorted, but avoided his question. "Don't you find it troublesome? You need to drink water when you are thirsty, you need to eat when you are hungry, you have to excrete every day, and you need regular cleaning and care. You need sleep, and you can't stand the heat and cold. In summer, it is too hot to concentrate, but in winter I was restless from the cold again. Do you know how much time I can save by being transformed into an undead, and I can save a lot of time wasted on these boring trivial matters, and go one step closer to the eternal state in my limited life?"

"I don't know, I don't think this is a trivial matter at all." Zhou Feng felt that the other party was a little sick in his heart.He admits that he does not have this kind of mentality, so he failed to become a strong man, but as a mortal, he also has his happiness.For example, he ate a chicken for dinner, and Sandro got nothing. "It's called enjoyment. If you don't have that, what are you fighting for? You see, I'm sleeping on a cold, hard floor right now, and if I didn't have the sense of touch, I wouldn't feel it was uncomfortable, and thus my The wish for a bed. When I have a wish, I will work hard and work hard. I will feel that life is hopeful and the future can be better. This is how human civilization evolves. Everything is to satisfy our body's desires and make ourselves live better."

"That's why human civilization is so despicable and vulgar, and why mortals like you are so boring." Sandro cursed unceremoniously.

"Then tell me, you don't want to know what it feels like to touch it, tell me, you don't want to experience the warmth of your fingertips and the feeling of softly passing over your skin when the fluff rises and falls with your breath." Zhou Feng smiled narrowly.

Sure enough, the other party was silent.

"You see, you've experienced that you were once alive, you could enjoy what I could enjoy, and now you've lost those good things." He crossed his arms, filled with the pleasure of defeating this hateful skeleton.

"Hmph, it's just some boring low-level desire." Sandro said, "I don't care!"

"Tsk, dishonesty." No matter how you sounded like this tone, he seemed to be very concerned!

"As a mortal, you can never touch the purity and greatness that I can, because your life is filled with trivial things. When you think about your pillow, your quilt , you will not be able to put your whole heart and soul into the vastness of the universe and starry sky. I gave up my physical body to give up the temptation of those fleshy bodies, and let every moment of my life burn on the journey of chasing the ultimate meaning. You think you can feel that Touch? No, you are not qualified to touch him, because you are just a mortal, and you can't even grab the hem of his robe!"

Zhou Feng was speechless.

What he was talking about was just a feeling, a feeling that anyone can experience.What Sandro is talking about is a kind of recognition, a recognition that only a few outstanding people can stand beside the perfect gold class.

What they are after is not the same thing at all.

"I can't help it. There are no angels in the world I come from." He didn't know whether he was saying it to himself or someone else. "I live in a world where everyone is what you call vulgar and boring. We can't get stronger because we don't have any supernatural powers in our world. We have nothing to pursue other than the lust of our bodies something."

"That's only because you never tried to find out," Sandroux said sharply. "Greatness never comes from power, but from will. The world I was in at first was probably the Middle Ages as you know it. Soldier, a lucky one, one who survived the endless melee, all I pursue is to live and live better, until I meet the first person I am willing to follow."

"He's very attractive?" Zhou Feng was also interested. He really wanted to know what kind of person would make an arrogant guy like Sandro say he was willing to follow.

Although Sandro at that time may be very different from now.

"It can't be said. He is not good at socializing, and his popularity is not very good. Although he is a prince. But he said a word, which allowed him to get the support of half the country when his inheritance rights were questioned."

"What did he say?" Zhou Feng sat up with his arms propped up.

"He said that the so-called gods are just a group of aliens."

Zhou Feng was stunned, and for some reason had the urge to laugh.He thought it would be a thought-provoking and enlightening sentence, but it turned out to be... such a ridiculous and brilliant nonsense.

And this nonsense is even more funny when paired with Sandroux's serious tone.

"He said that the group of aliens who call themselves gods just treat our planet as a colony, a breeding sheep, and God gives us benefits in order to be able to harvest our wool. God chooses a king To rule us is to keep the sheep tame and willing to be harvested. That is the whole truth of religion and politics."

"What he said is true?" Zhou Feng asked in a low voice.Sandro's solemn tone, no matter how you look at it, it seems that he believes in this sentence.

"It's true, people who just believe in him are wiped out, or considered lunatics and villains, until our planet is destroyed by the technological products left by those aliens."

Zhou Feng was silent.God is actually an alien. This kind of fallacy also exists on the earth, but he has always listened to it as a joke.However, it was hard for him to imagine that in the medieval environment, someone could come up with such an idea of ​​time travel.

First of all, this person has to be able to think of aliens!

"Let's not talk about him. I guess he died a long time ago." Sandro smacked his lips, "You see, such a genius who can transcend the times can't surpass his own limitations as a human being in the end."

"So you transformed into an undead? In order not to repeat his mistakes?" Zhou Feng couldn't help but think that if he was such a lunatic who was ahead of the times, he would be very depressed and insisted on living long enough for someone to understand him. up to the times.It is indeed a good idea to transform into an undead, it is better than dying in depression.

"No, he just made me see farther, so that my eyes are no longer limited to the ground." Sandro turned around and began to stroke the feathers behind him again. "After him, only my mentor has inspired me and broadened my horizons again. It is he who allowed my eyes to transcend the cycle of life and death, transcend the order of the universe, transcend the gods and the world, and reach the real world. Unsurpassed."

"So... what is that?" Zhou Feng shrugged, he was not interested in the pursuit of these lunatics.

However, Sandro took out the book of reincarnation and put it in front of him, "Lord God."