China has a vast land of vast land, outstanding people, and beautiful land. It has mountains and flowing waters, the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, and ancient and deep forests. It is one of the world's superpowers and has strong national strength.

In an unknown deep mountains and forest on the border of China, ancient trees are towering in the sky, covering the sun without a trace of sunlight, which looks gloomy and terrifying and mysterious.

In the deep forest, there is a vast but unmanaged cemetery. The unmanaged tombs in the cemetery are covered with dead grass, the rows of dilapidated tombs are covered with spider webs and roses, and the sparse dead trees stand alone in the cemetery. There are very few yellow branches and leaves on the branches fluttering in the wind, just like the old man who is about to step into the coffin with half his foot, quietly waiting for death, and the depressed and lifeless aura of death is everywhere, telling the sadness of the world!

It is more like a mass grave than a cemetery.

It seems uninhabited here!

The sky was dim and night was coming. The mass grave was extremely dark and silent, leaving only the noise of insects at night, which was very cunning!

In the early morning, the night was still gloomy, covering the earth, and still looking down at the mass grave like a devil.

After a while, it started to drizzle in the night sky, and it was drizzling and hazy, making people feel gloomy and confused.

Suddenly, a tombstone in the cemetery slammed over and fell to the ground, and a ray of light leaked out of the tomb, but the light looked a little dark and seemed to be unable to bring people light and warmth, but instead seemed to exude a bloody smell.

As the light in the grave became more and more obvious, it became brighter. This was the light shining from a flashlight. From the light, a figure was found crawling out of the grave, like a cemetery rat in the darkness of the grave.

He climbed out of the grave and stood up, walking in the cemetery, carrying a roll of bamboo mat on his shoulders, tied into a bundle, as if he was tied up something, bulging, in a strip shape.

While walking in the rain, he murmured to himself, as if he was looking for something in the cemetery.

In this dark cemetery, people strolling around the grave late at night is really surprising and also intriguing!

Soon, the figure seemed to have not found a suitable place. I became impatient. I grabbed the bamboo mat on my shoulder and loosened it. I threw the bamboo mat into a puddle in the cemetery, splashing a pool of water.

"Bastard, a short-lived ghost. I even put one eye on me before going to hell. I won't let me live without death. Let me find a place to bury you in this ghost weather."

"The people who make me upset and hurt me have always been worse than death. Since you are dead, feed the wild dogs here and be a lonely ghost here!"

In the hazy light rain, this figure cursed wildly at the bamboo mat in the puddle in the rain. When he was tired and exhausted, he returned to the grave and spit out phlegm on the bamboo mat.

This is a one-eyed man with a short figure and white gauze. The white gauze seems to be penetrated by bright red blood.

He looked at the bamboo mat in the puddle, and the intact one-eye flashed with a vicious light.

Slowly, the figure was tired and stopped scolding. He climbed into the original grave, closed the tombstone and returned to peace.

Go back and forth, as if nothing had happened, except for the bulging bamboo mat in the depression in the cemetery.

The cemetery has returned to silence and is filled with lifeless aura again. Only a few crows are hovering on the branches. I don’t know whose flesh they like, nor when they will dive down!

At three o'clock in the morning, the night was quiet and dark, and the cemetery that was invisible to see the five fingers suddenly blew up, sending the dead leaves all over the ground into the sky, constantly hovering in the air, roaring sharply.

The dark clouds in the sky also joined in the fun and gathered quickly, covering the sky, covering the twinkling stars in the sky, as if they were about to fall, making the whole world very depressed. The weak little flowers and grass on the earth had already been trembling and impressed by the ground.

It was the storm that was about to come and the wind filled the building!

In an instant, the raindrops formed a line. With a "wow", the heavy rain poured down from the sky like the sky collapsed. The strong wind swept the heavy rain like countless whips whipping various plants in the cemetery, making them blown away!

Soon, in the heavy rain, I heard a roar in the sky, and lightning flashed continuously in the sky, cutting through the sky, illuminating the entire dark cemetery. With the deafening thunder, the crazy wind roared unrestrainedly in the rain, mixing with the pouring rain of "arrows" and constantly blowing the ground.

In this storm, the thunder is getting louder and louder, the wind is roaring, and the thunder is roaring! The sky is roaring!

At this time, several weak saplings in the cemetery kept bent down and swaying in the thunder and storm. No matter how wind and rain were blowing, they could always take root in this land without being stolen, just like a few strong and loyal guards guarding the cemetery here.

Their branches and leaves are green, full of vitality, and full of uninterrupted vitality. But I don’t know if the owner of the tomb they are guarding is still alive and can stand up!

The thunder in the air was still flashing and rolling unrestrainedly, making the scalp numb.

Suddenly, lightning in the sky fell to the ground quickly and directly struck the bamboo mat. The powerful force of lightning knocked the bamboo mat away, rolled in the air for a few rounds before falling to the ground.

The rope tied to the bamboo mat could not bear the sudden force, and it also broke. A figure rolled out of the bamboo mat, and blue smoke was emitted all over.

The blue smoke dissipated, and a lonely figure lay quietly on the ground.

This is a young man with a pale face and a sharp edge. The beautiful boy of seventeen or eighteen years old was in his prime, but he was in a state of confinement, lifeless, and lying quietly in the rain.

Such a strange scene, if a timid person is here, he will probably be scared and unable to find his soul.

I don’t know whether God did it intentionally or unintentionally, but actually dropped lightning and struck the boy, making it difficult for him to die in this storm to be at peace.

No wonder the public often lamented: God is ruthless, regardless of the poverty and life and death of the world!

Lightning was still shaking through the air, and the thunder continued to roar.

Suddenly, a lightning bolt slashed down again, accurately slashing on the boy's body, and countless sparks flashed.

This time, the young man was not emitting blue smoke, but a faint golden light. The golden light slowly spread from the young man's body, gradually covering the young man's entire body in a faint light, like a pupa of light.

It is really surprising that light shone out from the dead. This is an atheist era, and it is the first time to shine a golden light on the dead. However, who will appear here at night in this uninhabited cemetery?

After a long time, the rain stopped, the thunder stopped, the lightning disappeared, and the light disappeared, leaving only the young man with his eyes closed and lying quietly on the ground, leaving alone in this dark night, leaving only a few crows on the branches looking down at each other.

However, at this time, the boy's face was no longer pale, and the blood slowly climbed up his face and became rosy.

“Gagahahahahahahaha”

Looking at the motionless "food" on the ground, the crows on the branches finally couldn't help it. They flew away from the branches, hovered in the air, and then landed beside the boy. The pair of eyes with a trace of blood color stared at the boy's tender neck. This was a crow that often ate human flesh.

Suddenly, the sharp mouth of a black crow quickly pecked at the boy's neck like a sickle, trying to tear off a piece of flesh and blood from the boy's neck and have a full meal.

At this critical moment.

A strong arm swept quickly, with one hand becoming a claw, flipping flexibly, and like an eagle, catching the crow fiercely at the crow that was about to hunt. It was fierce and fierce, and it was quickly and dense, and instantly grabbed the crow in its hand. No matter how the crow struggled, it could not break away from the crow's hand, and could only swell its wings, splashing a raindrop, and screaming.

Watching his companions fall into the clutches, the other crows flew around the sky in panic, hovering in the air, quacking.

"Click"

His arms suddenly tensed, and his claws suddenly exerted force, instantly breaking the crow's neck.

"My meat is not something you, a beast, can eat!"

The boy opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and energetic, deep and sharp. There was vicissitudes hidden within the sharpness, but they were hidden very deeply.
Chapter completed!