Silent Killing

A distance of 300 metres is not a problem for Zuo Qingcang of the previous life, or Liu Zhicheng in good condition. But for Zuo Qingcang, who is now feeling weak, this is a journey that requires gritting.

He swims to the other side by little by little, then cautiously grasps the other end of the board, the other hand is holding the stone, and the opponent on the board moved towards the board slowly approaches the past.

Zuo Qingcang flipped open the man’s body, and the imaginary white smile did not appear. Instead, it was a purple, blue face. That kind of face Zuo Qingcang really looked too much in the last life, it was the face of the dead.

He reached down and pressed his opponent’s neck, feeling no faint pulse.

‘Are you dead? ‘

There was no interest and the only compatriot he encountered was a dead man. Zuo Qingcang began to drag the other’s body moved towards the shore, preparing to check if there was anything he could use on the other. Now he is living on a desert island by himself. Even a small knife, a bag of dry food or the like can help him a lot.

After dragging the man’s body to the shore, Zuo Qingcang lay directly on the beach and began to pant. A series of exercises made his already exhausted body more tired.

After about five minutes of rest, he slowly got up and began examining the man’s body.

Only then did Zuo Qingcang have time to look carefully at the men’s clothes. Red robe, crystal bun on the head, and jade token on the waist. According to Liu Zhicheng’s memory, this should be a canonized priest of the Great Qi Dynasty.

The so-called priests enshrined are those who have been enlisted and recognized by the Imperial Court, and enjoy a status equivalent to the official Grade 9 to Grade 1. According to Liu Zhicheng’s memory, these canonized priests are strangers who truly practice Taoism and Immortal Technique, and have powerful mana.

Like Ji Xingling, the current Great Qi Dynasty, there is a legend that call the wind and summon the rain. That’s a popular folk legendary figure.

However, Zuo Qingcang comes from an era of science and technology. He did not believe in these ghosts and gods from an early age. In his opinion, the so-called Taoist Immortal Technique is nothing more than a deceptive trick used to trick the rulers of the feudal dynasty in order to gain beneficial. There have been too many characters in Earth’s past.

Liu Zhicheng did not see the aisle in person, and many of the legends he heard seemed to Zuo Qingcang to be very similar to the deception in Earth’s history.

But the experience on board made Zuo Qingcang understand that this World is different from Earth in the past. After all, compared to Earth, even if it is an alien, the aliens of this World have some special features, and it is not impossible for him.

Without thinking too much about the identity of the Taoist priest, Zuo Qingcang went straight and opened the corpse’s coat. He found a dagger around the opponent’s waist, and found a small bag on the chest, which contained a palm-sized box, a book, and some bottles and jars.

I do n’t know what animal skin is used to make this bag. It seems to be waterproof and the contents inside are basically not soaked.

These things were placed close to the Taoist priest, obviously all of them were important to him.

Zuo Qingcang pinned the dagger on his belt and picked up the book first. The text written above is completely different from Earth, but fortunately Liu Zhicheng is literate, so it does not affect Zuo Qingcang watching this book.

On the cover of the booklet, there are four big characters, “Bath of Fire and Fire”. Zuo Qingcang glanced over it. It seems that what Godly Dao, nature and other deities are obscure and basically difficult to understand. He shook the head and dropped to the ground casually.

Then he picked up the bottles and cans. There were five thumb-sized small bottles in five colors: red, green, yellow, blue, and purple. But he didn’t write any words. Apparently the Taoist relied on color to distinguish them.

Zuo Qingcang picked up the red vial, unscrewed the cap cautiously, and looked towards it, and found that it seemed to be some white metal powder. He opened several other small bottles in turn, all metal powders and liquids of different colors.

In Liu Zhicheng’s memory, everything about Taoism is mysterious and weird, and naturally, he knows nothing.

In Zuo Qingcang’s memory, these things in front of him seem to fit the situation of Taoist pill concocting in Earth history. He estimated that these things might be materials like iron, carbon, lead, and mercury. These things that are extremely precious to Taoists are not useful to Zuo Qingcang now.

Disappointedly put away those small bottles, Zuo Qingcang finally picked up the box. The box was made of silver and white metal. Zuo Qingcang weighed the weight of the box, and there seemed to be something rolling inside. According to the contents of the previous small bottles, the contents of this box may not be of much help to his current situation.

I saw that as Zuo Qingcang opened the box, an eye-size silver white bead appeared in front of him. The surface of the bead was extremely smooth. Zuo Qingcang could even see his face clearly from above, like a mirror. same. It was hard for him to imagine a feudal society like Great Qi, capable of processing such things.

But why is it such a small silver ball?

When I was thinking about this, I saw the silver sphere beating by itself, and then instantly melted like a candle, and drilled into Zuo Qingcang’s body directly with his fingers.

Zuo Qingcang’s right hand backed away immediately, but it was too late, and most of the ball had penetrated directly into his index finger. Next he threw it hard and wanted to throw away the ball, but just by this throwing effort, the ball all got into the right hand of Zuo Qingcang.

He stared at his palm with his eyes wide open, completely unaware of what had just happened.

“Is that thing alive?” Seeing that he hadn’t changed, the same palms as before, Zuo Qingcang could hardly imagine that such a pile of metal had just penetrated.

After observing for about ten minutes, Zuo Qingcang couldn’t observe where the silver metal had gone. His body did not show any abnormalities, and he even wondered if he had hallucinations just now.

In the end, I had no choice but to ignore it.

‘This world appears to be getting weirder. ‘

After rummaging through the body, for Zuo Qingcang, the most useful thing is the dagger. He piled the other things together for a while and started to enter the grove near the beach.

After temporarily solving the water and plant problems through the leaf coconut, he needs to light the campfire to help him through the next time. Fire is a great source of human progress. Not only can he help Zuo Qingcang through cold nights, but he can also help him cook food, send out signals, and defend some possible animals.

In the woods, Zuo Qingcang found some relatively dry wood and hay and piled them together.

Then he ignited with a fire plow method, specifically cutting a wooden handle with a dagger, and then dug a small groove in the wood. The wooden handle was used to rub the groove of the base back and forth. Material, and then ignite the campfire.

With the solution of water, food and fire, it also means that Zuo Qingcang is not in danger today.

In the following time, his physical condition gradually recovered, and Zuo Qingcang showed an amazing ability to survive in the wild. He built a bedboard with bamboo in the woods, used bamboo spears to fish in offshore locations, and made a fire with a fire to prompt passing ships to rescue them.

The reason why he has such a skill is that he benefited from the last life he learned the technique of survival in the wild with a man named Bell Griers.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye. Near the beach, Zuo Qingcang has completely become a place. With coconut, fish, and plenty of sleep, his body has basically recovered. So this morning, after lighting the flames, he hung his waist. With a dagger and lance in his hand, he walked along the beach.

His goal today is to walk around the island to see how big the island is in front of it, and whether any humans are here. See if you can find water.

Next, Zuo Qingcang spent about one morning round the island, and found that the island is not large, and it is indeed a desert island. The Northern Section is sheer cliffs and precipitous rock faces, and the southern part of it is mainly sandy beaches. Next he plans to dig deeper into the woods and island hinterland to see if he can find a long-term source of water.

In the spare time, he had nothing to do, so he also passed the time and looked at the so-called “The Book of Fire and Fire”, and found that the feature films were obscure. The word Zuo Qingcang could understand, but he couldn’t understand it together, so he gave up reading the book.

Although the whole situation does not look optimistic, Zuo Qingcang himself does not know how long he will survive on this desert island, but he still maintains a positive mood, which is also the skill he learned in the last life, that is, in any case Don’t despair.

So on the third day of arriving on the desert island, Zuo Qingcang brought a coconut as dry food with enough food and sleep, holding a knife, a lance, wearing a Taoist robe, and a bundle of hay. The rope moved towards the center of the island.

This island is really small. No traces of the existence of large animals have been found along Zuo Qingcang along the way, but the woods are getting denser, the road is getting harder, and the light months are getting dim.

Zuo Qingcang cautiously continued along the way for about two hours, and made an unexpected discovery.

He found a building wrapped in trees that seemed to be too old. A large number of vines and trees grew in the gaps between these broken walls and remnants. Finally, the building was wrapped up and it was difficult to distinguish them.

Zuo Qingcang waved a dagger and cut off the vines from a building wreck, and found that it seemed to be the top of a building of some kind, which extended to the ground. He suspects that most of these buildings may have been buried by dirt and rotten leaves and rain.

Zuo Qingcang did not expect that on such a deserted island, you would see the ruins of human architecture, which indicates that there have been humans on this island. He looked closely at the tops of these buildings in the forest, and found that they had many hollow blocks on them, about the size of a human head.

These holes are a bit strange, as the windows seem too small, people estimate that they can only stick out a head, but small animals should be able to pass easily.

Zuo Qingcang looked at it strangely, and then walked towards the center of the island. The more and more remains of various ruins, the various broken statues and attics gave a strange but majestic strange feeling .

Looking at the buildings in front of him, Zuo Qingcang thought to himself: “No matter what people are the people who built these buildings. From the perspective of these buildings, their level of civilization is not lower than that of Great Qi Dynasty. It is unlikely to be so small Developed on the island. “

But why did they build so many buildings on a desert island, and why did they leave?

At this moment, the sound of a broken tree branch sounded behind Zuo Qingcang. He turned his head quickly, and a azure face surrounded by vines appeared behind Zuo Qingcang.