Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 4 Undead Spirit

Chapter 4 Undead Spirit
Among the barren mountains, there are jagged rocks, and the cool wind whirls and whimpers.

Xin Ziqiu's heart started beating wildly, he clenched his teeth, and tried hard to get rid of the fear in his heart.

The disgusting thing in front of him is definitely not a human being, but rather a zombie monster in a horror movie.

What kind of world did I come to?

He clenched his fists tightly and stood firm on his feet. Facing the inhuman monster, there was no need to show mercy.

The little girl still jumped over, she seemed to know only this move, but her speed was extremely fast, like lightning.

The flesh and blood on her face turned out, and the purple color was sticky together.The eyeballs were bulging high, as if they were about to slip out of their sockets at any moment, but they exuded a ferocious light.

Facing this monster, Xin Ziqiu's heart was like a rock, and he didn't dodge or avoid it.Only when its fingertips were inches away from his cheek did it strike violently.

Palm like wind and thunder, lightning and stone fire.

He tightly grasped the monster's two wrists with both hands, his right leg flew high, and kicked her under the jaw.

"Crack!"

There was the sound of bones breaking.

The little girl's neck bone was broken by this kick!

Her neck was twisted into a ninety-degree bend, and she limply slumped to her back, only the skin and flesh were connected, which was so weird that it was hard to describe.

Xin Ziqiu still held her wrist with both hands, and kicked her legs in succession like a cannonball, making the tooth-sickening sound of bones breaking.

The little girl's arms were kicked off, and her chest was deeply sunken, like a disintegrated doll, no longer human.

Finally, Xin Ziqiu twisted his waist in the air, kicked the monster in a roundabout way, and sent the monster flying more than ten feet away, before hitting the ground hard.

Maybe it's because of his martial arts training, or maybe it's because of his miserable life experience. Under his gentle and kind appearance, there is an unknown evil spirit deeply buried.

Now being attacked by this terrifying monster, at the juncture of life and death, Xin Ziqiu's inner ferocity was unreservedly released.

These few vicious and vicious moves are all murderous moves, which are quite different from the performance routines he taught in the martial arts club.

If the brothers in his dormitory saw it, their jaws would drop in shock.

The little girl was lying face up on the ground, constantly wriggling and struggling, the joints of her whole body were twisting unbelievably in an unreasonable way, which was weird and abnormal.

Xin Ziqiu licked his dry lips, picked up a big rock from the ground, and prepared to give the monster a fatal blow to the head.

At this time, the little girl suddenly jumped up, with her head drooping and her arms hanging limply, but she still rushed towards Xin Ziqiu.

Xin Ziqiu let out a foul breath, and was about to throw the stone out of his hand.

But at this moment, there was a sound of piercing through the air behind him, and an arrow flew past, like a black lightning, piercing into the little girl's chest.

The arrow was made of unknown material, as soon as the arrow touched the little girl, it immediately burst into flames, green flames soared into the sky, engulfing her in an instant.

The little girl was burned by the fire, but she didn't feel any fear at all. On the contrary, she seemed to have regained her senses, with a calm and serene expression, accepting God's guidance.

Not long after, the fire burned out, and everything returned to nothingness, and there was not a single bit of bone remains left, only a mass of charred black embers left on the grass.

A ray of spirit, invisible and colorless, flew from the extinguished flame.

Xin Ziqiu's pupils shrank. Faced with this supernatural phenomenon, he instinctively wanted to avoid it.

But at this moment, the black pattern formed by the transformation of parchment on his right arm slightly heated up.

Immediately, the spirit seemed to have a blood connection with him, and suddenly penetrated into his right arm.

In my mind, a sweet and pleasant voice sounded:

"You have obtained a spirit. Type: Undead; Quality: Normal."

"Prospective walkers cannot sacrifice energy in exchange for rewards. It can only be used after completing the test task and being promoted to a walker."

"You are brought here by the power of gluttony. In this world, you have the extra help of the power of gluttony. You can use it to absorb the energy of the undead at one time and release aggressive energy."

Xin Ziqiu pursed his lips, looked at the hideous and weird pattern on his right arm, and felt the breath of another dimension.

An indescribably powerful energy was imprisoned in this space, connected with his mind, and it seemed that as long as his mind moved, it could break out of his body.

This strange feeling is hard to describe in words, Xin Ziqiu felt as if he had realized something in his heart, but it was still incomplete and unpredictable.

But compared to this, he was more concerned about the spot on his right wrist that was just scratched by the little girl, and the itching began to become unbearable.

"Young man, are you okay?"

A loud voice interrupted his thoughts.

Xin Ziqiu looked back, and saw two people, one old and one young, standing on the hillside not far behind him.

The leader was a young woman who looked only twenty-eight years old, tall and slender, dressed in red all over her body, with a piece of red silk wrapped around her head, which was very eye-catching.

This woman has a straight nose, picturesque eyebrows, and fair skin, shining like warm jade under the setting sun, she is a very beautiful beauty.

She held an ebony longbow in her hand, and there was a murderous intent in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. With this fiery red dress, she looked even more heroic.

Xin Ziqiu thought to himself: It seems that she was the one who shot the arrow just now, and I don't know how it came about, but it was so powerful.

Behind the girl in red, an old man stood with his hands behind his back. His hair and beard were snow-white, and his face was full of wrinkles. He looked quite old.

However, his face was rosy, his temples were still bulging high, and he looked full of energy, and he still had a long sword on his waist.

When the two saw Xin Ziqiu looking over, the old man said loudly:

"Young man, don't be afraid, this is just an ordinary Gu corpse, it has been completely burned by the evil-killing talisman and arrow."

"Gu corpse? Ordinary? Are ancient people so courageous? This thing is scary, okay?"

Looking at the calm appearance of these two people, Xin Ziqiu was full of doubts in his heart. They turned a blind eye to such a weird supernatural event, as if it was normal.

This world is really a bit weird, maybe what Xuan Ming said is right, as an ordinary person who can only do some martial arts, the degree of danger here is far beyond his ability.

He felt that the place on his right wrist scratched by the little girl was getting more and more itchy, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to scratch it, and asked carefully:

"Are you... people or ghosts?"

Seeing his guarded face, the girl in red snorted coldly and said:
"You are really blind, we helped you solve the Gu zombie, don't you even say thank you?"

Xin Ziqiu looked at the girl in red, and saw that her big black eyes were as bright as lacquer, very agile, completely different from the little zombie girl with dull eyes just now, and his hanging heart was slightly relieved.

He looked at the old man again, and saw that the old man's gaze was like a torch, his eyes were restrained, and the brilliance was hidden inside. He looked like a practitioner, and he was definitely a master.

Xin Ziqiu decided to trust them once, where there are so many zombies, it's not a biohazard.

He cupped his fists and said:

"Thank you for your help, may I ask Gao's name?"

After saying this, his own teeth felt a little gritty, and he was really not used to such polite words.

The old man said:

"Young man, you don't have to be polite, we are all living people, don't be afraid. You are very skilled, even without us, grandparents and grandchildren, this Gu corpse may not be able to do anything to get you."

He took two steps forward, pointed to himself and said:

"The old man's surname is Jia, and his single name is Xian. This is my little granddaughter, her maiden name is Zhiqing. What's your name?"

Xin Ziqiu's heart skipped a beat. He knew little about the history of the Northern Song Dynasty, but the name Jia Xian sounded like a thunderbolt.

Could it be the Jia Xian I know? How could it be such a coincidence?
But it is not convenient to ask in detail at this time, he replied honestly: "The junior's name is Xin..."

Before he finished speaking, his legs softened, and he was a little unsteady in standing.

The itching in the wrist turned into an unbearable pain.

Xin Ziqiu's eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground, not knowing anything.

……

(End of this chapter)

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