Reverend Insanity

"Wake up! Hey, wake up, boy."

Pengda opened his eyes with difficulty, and in a very vague vision he saw a face. He is a middle-aged man with a beard and a pair of triangular eyes revealing a shrewd color with a white headscarf on his head.

Pendaton was shocked.

He obviously remembers that he was sleeping in his bedroom. How could a strange man break into his house?

He immediately forced himself to sit up on the ground, and the next moment, he stopped again.

"Where is this?!" He was shocked to see that he was in a desert. At this moment, it was the sky high, the sun was shining, and the heat was steaming.

"Haha, this kid is confused."

"It’s a big hit, and I’ve been hit by a group of sand wolves in the desert, but I can still survive now.”

The people around him are not just middle-aged beards, but the rest of them are surrounded by him.

Not far away, there is a camel team that is resting on the ground.

"Kid, this is a wolf desert. When we found you, your companions are dead. The sand wolves are eating your bodies. We expelled the sand wolves and found that only you have a sigh of relief."

"My name is Morley, the leader of this caravan. I saved you and healed the wound on you. It is also your life, you met us. What do you think of now?" Introduce the road.

Pengda sat in the desert, hot sands and hot sunshine, let him gradually react.

This is not a dream!

"I am crossing!"

"His grandmother, this world has really crossed this thing, and it has been put on me!"

"But how do you cross it? I was obviously modifying the program code last night, and the result came here the next day."

"Look at their costumes and language, obviously different worlds."

"And, why do I also speak the language of the world? It seems to be a kind of instinct!"

Peng Da couldn't help but dry his mouth and jumped. Such a shock made him unprepared, and he could not help but fall into a panic and secretly complained.

But beside him, there were several strong men staring at him. Pengda had to be calm and calm. He shook his head and shook his head. "I, I only remember that I called Peng Da. As for the other... Damn, how do I? Can't think of it?"

"No? You lost your memory?"

"It is really disappointing."

"He is not a teacher, just a mortal. Can you remember that it is so important?"

There are many people around.

Middle-aged beard and Molly looked at Peng Da deeply, and his eyes flashed away: "If you can't remember clearly, then forget it. I hope that one day you can remember it. What are you going to do next? Is it on the road with my caravan?"

Pengda nodded quickly, he did not dare to stay alone in the desert: "Uncle Morley, I will repay your life-saving grace. Now, no matter where you go, please pick me up. Because I don't know where I should go. ”

His face was ashamed, but it was sincere. When I first arrived in the world, I really didn't know what to do.

"Then follow us." Morley nodded and turned to tell the people around him, "Arrange a camel to the Pengda kid."

"Yes." Someone immediately led the way, "Kid, come with me."

When Peng Da was taken to the camel, he couldn't help but open his eyes and was surprised: "Is this a camel?"

The teacher who led him over was very strange: "You, boy, are you in the West Desert? Do you know the fire camel?"

The fire camel has no hump, but the back is recessed to form an oval pit. The man who drives the camel lies in a round pit with soft fur and a suitable body temperature, which is very comfortable. The sergeant smashed the goods in the round pit and built a tent on it. Some of the goods are tied to the side of the camel and below the tent.

Pengda had to continue to pretend to be a painful look, saying: "I don't remember, damn, I can't remember it!"

The teacher took a look at him: "I don't care what you forgot, but you have to remember that your life was saved by our leader. Since you joined the caravan, eat us, drink us, still live. We, you have to work, remember?"

Pengda nodded quickly: "That is of course, although you told me to do well. I will do my best!"

"Yeah." The teacher faintly nodded, barely satisfied.

But at this time, there was a voice from the distant beard of Molly: "Don't be embarrassed about him, let the young man take a good rest and slow down the spirit. It is a fate to meet in this vast desert." It’s not easy to live in this desert.”

The leader who led Pengda sighed and said: "Hey, you are still so kind."

When Peng Da heard this, he couldn't help but feel more like Molly. He couldn't help but replied loudly: "Uncle, thank you very much, I will definitely repay you!"

Mollyhaha laughed: "Okay, kid, you still have to rest on the camel for a while."

Later, he shouted to everyone: "The rest is enough, let's continue!"

So the camel bell slammed, and the camel caravan slowly started again, trekking in the vast desert.

Pengda was lying on the back of the burning camel and felt very comfortable.

Being alone, he was horrified to discover that his body is no longer the original one, and is obviously an indigenous person of a different world. His skin was tanned, his hands and feet were rough, and his joints were thick.

"It turns out that I just passed through the soul and borrowed the body of the aliens from the opposite world."

"No wonder I will speak in a different language. Unfortunately, I have not merged into this indigenous memory."

"But it's also very good. My original body lacked exercise and limbs were weak. This one is physically strong and very young."

Pengda couldn't sleep. After checking himself, he began to look around and observe the outside world.

There is nothing good about the desert, but the people in the same place have opened his eyes.

The food of the camel's camel is actually some charred charcoal.

The caravans can make water out of thin air, and there is no need to find any oases and water sources. This walking in the desert is really too safe.

In the evening, when the gang was opened, a sergeant of the caravan planted seeds directly on the surface of the desert. After a dozen breaths, they grew trees and bear fruit.

Pengda did not know what the name of the fruit was, but the flesh was very white and tender, and it was sweet and fragrant in the mouth.

Pengda was amazed at the small details of every life. When he was having dinner, he finally couldn't help but ask the head of the caravan, Molly.

"Kid, it seems that you really amnesia! We are the teacher. These are the means of the teacher." Molly looked at Peng Da with a strange look.

"蛊师?" Peng Da heard the name for the first time.

Molly’s look is even more eccentric, pointing to Peng Da: “You are also a teacher, and you are still a second teacher.”

"Ah?" Pengda was shocked.

After some understanding, Peng Da was shocked and could not help but be more excited.

"In the world, there is a class of people who call them sorcerers. They can practice through locusts!"

"Yu Shi Xiu is divided into one to nine turns. Most people in the caravan are second-turners. The highest is Uncle Morley. He is three-turn. I am also a second-turn teacher. More precisely, this The original owner of the body is a second-turn teacher."

"After the practice of the martial arts to six turns, you can call it Zhu Xian, you can move the mountains and the sea, you can pick the stars and get the moon!"

"After nine turns, that is invincible, the world is unique!!"

"Scorpio, this is a wonderful world. Since God asked me to cross here, I must have made a difference."

"I must be unique, I will be able to become a person. Yes! It is a wonderful thing to cultivate a nine-turn, invincible world!"

In the original world, Peng Da is an ordinary ordinary person. It is an orphan, no father, no mother, no lover, can be described as nothing.

He was so excited that it was until late at night, which could not resist the exhaustion that was constantly coming and fell asleep.

What he didn't know was that the caravans of the caravans were also discussing him secretly.

"This kid actually lost his memory. I really don't know what to say? Say his life is good, or is it bad?"

"Is it really amnesia, or is it stupid?"

"I don't need to be stupid? I see, he is very surprised by the means of burning camels and our teachers. It is not like being fake."

"No matter whether he is amnesia or not, he is a second-turn teacher, who can use it for me. Save him without losing money." Morley said.

This is no rebuttal.

Yan Shiyuan has more value than mortals. If Pengda is just a mortal, these sorcerers will be too lazy to rescue even if they know that he still has a sigh of relief. But since he is a teacher, there is value for rescue, and he can also get camel travel, as well as water and food supplies.

As they were discussing, Molly frowned and his face was gloomy: "You listen, what sounds?"

Everyone's face changed, because in the next moment, this voice became very loud, roaring, and the world was swaying.

"Damn! It seems to be a hurricane, a super-large hurricane!"

"But this is a wolf, how can there be a hurricane?"

"Fast action, protect the caravan, move quickly!"

A group of sergeants hurried out of the tent~www.readwn.com~ They just stayed outside and they stayed.

I saw the boundless gas flow, rolling in from the front, like a tsunami, and connected to the sky. The gas tide is like a mountain, wherever it goes, it rolls up hundreds of millions of sand dust and is extremely sultry.

The fearful look filled the faces of all the teachers.

This is a horrible disaster than the hurricane. For a moment, the sergeants felt the strong breath of death.

The caravans are definitely finished, they just want to keep their lives!

"Escape!" Molly gritted his teeth, and his voice did not fall. He quickly retreated and tried his best to fly.

The rest of the sergeants reacted with the electric shock, and they all followed suit.

Among the abandoned caravans, the people were horrified and the camel group was in turmoil.

They can't do anything, and it seems that only they are dying to meet them.

In this chaos, Peng Da is still asleep, and I don’t know that the deadly crisis has wrapped him up.

Ps: Thank you all for your new ally. Thank you for your reward. It’s too powerful. The squadron was ranked in the top ten and I was very surprised. I feel so strong. There are still many comments that have moved me. Many people read books in high school and have graduated to find a job. Some of them are starting to see real people in elementary school, and they are already graduating from college. It turns out that we have been with each other for so long!

Thank you for your support and understanding. Yesterday, I was very touched and made me more determined in my current writing style - quality first, quantity second, and hard work. In the last volume of The Real Man, I will try to paint a great era.

In addition: I will start to modify the typos and bugs in the previous chapters on a large scale recently. It is really apologetic to cause these mistakes. Everyone is welcome to give pointers in this regard. What I hope to present to everyone is a world that is more perfect and correct.