Death Compensation

Yang Xiao has been hiding in the cabin all night.

I didn't dare to breathe for the whole night. At some point, the wind and rain became sticky, as if mixed with a smell of blood.

Then the whole river became rough, and he flew into the air with the boat carried by the river, as if turning into a tsunami, trying to submerge the whole city.

He seemed to have turned into a monster and became the master of the river. When he saw a living person, he flowed there and engulfed that person into the river.

At some point, the entire river has turned blood red, like a... dragon!

"Eh~" With a heavy gasp, Yang Xiao woke up.

Outside the cabin, the faint sunlight pierced through it, like the grace bestowed by the sun.

The drizzle did not know when it had stopped, and everything seemed to have become quieter.

Quickly regaining his sanity from the confusion, Yang Xiao came to his senses completely.

It's just that the weird dream seemed to be imprinted in his mind at this moment, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He hurriedly got up from the cabin and looked towards the shore. The shore was not submerged, and everything was just a dream.

Just as his perspective moved down, he saw the small river in the city, which was full of red, emitting a frightening smell of blood.

And at this time, the whole city exudes a panic-stricken tranquility, not even a bird's cry.

Feeling uneasy, Yang Xiao hurriedly came to the shore and left the bloody river that was completely stained red, but he also found a lot of blood on the shore. There were many battles here last night, but he didn't hear it.

In a trance, Yang Xiao entered that dazed state again. Did he really stay awake in the middle of the night last night?

Did the 'zombie' really leave?

With a certain fear, Yang Xiao carefully explored the surroundings. There was no one in the house, as if there was no living person in the whole city except him.

Fear was accumulating, and Yang Xiao had the urge to yell, but the remaining rationality locked him firmly, preventing him from doing such stupid things.

Everything seems to have stopped, but in fact it has not. There are still unknown dangers wandering in the city.

It's just that as Yang Xiao calmed down, another kind of fear rose in his mind. Why did he know that all this is not over.

It seems that I have suddenly acquired some kind of "knowing" ability, and I can instinctively know the information of some things in this city.

Not daring to stay where he was, Yang Xiao walked all the way to the place where the screams happened last night. He wanted to find out what happened last night.

It's nothing more than snatching martial arts, why did such a horrible thing happen, weird and desperate, turning the whole city into an empty city.

Soon, he arrived at the place where he heard the sound last night, and found that although there were bloodstains, there was no corpse.

There are still many broken walls, it seems that what fought last night was not human beings, but wild monsters.

But for this point, Yang Xiao can be regarded as having some expectations.

After all, according to what Master said, for warriors who are superior in nature, fighting is like a natural disaster.

"Could it be that there was a fight last night among warriors superior in nature?" Yang Xiao felt much less fear when he thought of this.

Although it possesses powerful power, the target is a human being after all, and human beings are rational and conform to human behavior patterns.

As long as there are no unknown ghosts and monsters, the fear will be reduced by more than half.

However, just as the fear subsided, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Yang Xiao's ankle, making him tremble.

Only at this time did he realize that the ground under his feet had 'melted' a lot, and a person was floating out of it.

"Take me away, there is a great horror in this city!"

Yang Xiao's mind, which had gradually calmed down, lifted up again.

Yang Xiao took him to a private house, and after finding some water and food, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Later, this person told Yang Xiao something.

He is a Qianhu of the Cheng'en Department, one of the three military departments of the imperial court, and his surname is Kang.

Yang Xiao still has a little understanding of the Cheng'en Department. Over the years, the Cheng'en Department has been staffed by honorable personnel, and the sons inherit their father's career, and each generation changes.

Because the title was bestowed by the emperor and received the grace of the emperor, it was called the Ministry of Chengen.

Last night, many people really fought for He Qingsong and the Zen Secret Record in his hand.

However, in the middle of the battle, a strange thing happened.

Lu Wuming, the number one master of the Cheng'en Department who was killed in the previous battle with He Qingsong, was resurrected.

"The resurrection of the dead, how is this possible?" Yang Xiao couldn't help being startled, and immediately refuted.

"No, it's possible." Kang Qianhu said calmly, but he was not so calm just watching him grab the edge of the table tightly with his hands and gradually yank it into powder.

"Most of the martial arts we practice come from the 'Secret Record of Immortality'. The Secret Record of Immortality can really make you immortal." When Kang Qianhu talked about immortality, his tone was extremely terrifying.

"It's just that this kind of immortality seems to be a big problem." Yang Xiao also immediately discovered the problem at this time and said.

"Indeed." Kang Qianhu nodded: "After all, it is not a complete secret record of immortality."

"Half of the Secret Record of Immortality is in the hands of the evil spirits, and half of it is in the hands of the imperial court. In the headquarters of our Cheng'en Department, there is a seven-page secret record of immortality bestowed by His Majesty."

"My ancestors read three pages of the Sutra of the Yellow Springs and the Dead Soil handed down by my family." When talking about his family's inheritance, Kang Qianhu's expression became extremely fanatical.

"It is said that if you practice to the highest level, you can use the soil of Huangquan to plant an immortal tree, so that you can be invincible in Changchun and live forever."

"Unfortunately, no one has ever really practiced to that level!" Kang Qianhu's expression changed from frenzy to fear: "But now, the undead tree seeds in my body have sprouted!!"

"Did you know? It sprouted!!" Kang Qianhu suddenly grabbed Yang Xiao, and said in horror: "I was never the one who died, but it!!"

"Ah!" Yang Xiao only felt that his shoulder was about to be crushed. The pain made him temporarily lose his ability to think, and he struggled to escape from Kang Qianhu.

If this continues, he may be crushed to death by Kang Qianhu.

But suddenly, Yang Xiao was let go by Kang Qianhu.

He opened his eyes to look at Kang Qianhu, and found that Kang Qianhu suddenly drew a knife and cut his chest, and a lot of blood flowed out.

But Kang Qianhu didn't see any fear on his face. Instead, he reached into the breach and pulled out his heart.

The huge force crushed the heart, and a germinated seed was continuously spreading the root system in the heart.

And Kang Qianhu was looking at him with a strange expression, which seemed to be pity or pleading.

Yang Xiao sensed something was wrong, and wanted to flee to the distance, but his shoulders were crushed, and the pain made him lose his balance, and he couldn't escape at all.

He could only watch Kang Qianhu getting closer, and then stuffed the germinated tree seed into his mouth.

The tree seed was like a living thing, and it went deeper from the mouth.

The pain made Yang Xiao feel that the world in front of him became distorted.

Everything is changing, and the world seems to have shed its skin, becoming so weird and so real.

That's right, it's clear that the world we see in peacetime is different, but at this moment, all this seems so real.

At this time, a piece of "The Sutra of Dead Soil in Yellow Spring" appeared in Yang Xiao's mind.

When I first read this scripture, it was just an ordinary martial art. Although it was very exquisite, it only surpassed the Black Wind Fist he practiced at the upper level.

But these words were reorganized in his mind, and it seemed that there was no difference from before, but in every word and deed, they were expounding some kind of power called 'real life'.

However, just as he was gradually indulging in it, a dragon chant suddenly came out of his mind.

Then a blood-red dragon god appeared in his mind.

This blood-colored Dragon God is made up of words all over his body, and when these words are summed up, he can have a mysterious exercise called "Tiger Roaring Dragon Singing Art".

"Isn't that the name of He Qingsong's sect?" He Qingsong's name came to Yang Xiao's mind instinctively.

And as the name appeared, a picture appeared in his mind in a trance.

It was a middle-aged man with his hands and feet cut off, and a pamphlet in his severed hand attracted everyone's attention.

Among the crowd, Yang Xiao even saw the figure of his master Heifengquan boat punter.

Obviously, this is the scene where everyone besieged He Qingsong last night and robbed Xin Zen Secret Record.

He Qingsong lost, his arms and legs were cut off.

However, he found a way to survive. He jumped into the river in the city, and then alienated.

Just like the alienation of Kang Qianhu's martial arts, He Qingsong suddenly reached the highest level that was impossible to practice.

His whole body melted and turned into bloody water, and then he merged with the river water with all his internal energy, reaching the highest state of Tiger Roaring Dragon Chanting Kung Fu - Transforming Dragon.

At night, he suddenly had a dream, dreaming of many visions, in fact, it was the carrier of the highest state of He Qingsong's kung fu - the dragon soul entered his body.

Like Kang Qianhu, although they have cultivated to the highest level, they don't seem to want the highest level of skill, so they hand over all their carriers to Yang Xiao.

But now the undead tree seed and the dragon soul jointly snatched the body, and the contents of the two secret records were all displayed in Yang Xiao's mind.

One side is from the secret record of the Immortal Sect, and the other is from the secret record of the Dragon Elephant Sect.

There are too many conflicts between the two secret records, and this kind of conflict makes Yang Xiao feel like he is about to split apart.

At this time, Yang Xiao suddenly thanked himself for his not-so-high comprehension. In fact, he did not fully understand the two secret records, but only understood some parts. Otherwise, it would not be the current split, but the whole person would explode. open.

At this moment, the footsteps of the 'zombie' sounded again, and the two forces in Yang Xiao's mind stopped at the same time.

Second update.