Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Dugu Qing's body was like a leaf swaying in the wind, trembling violently, and every tremor seemed to be a tremor deep in his soul. The fear was like a violent tsunami, rushing over with a devastating momentum, devouring him whole without mercy. In his eyes, despair and helplessness intertwined like thick ink, forming a bottomless dark abyss. He stared at the senior brother in front of him who had taken care of him like a father and brother. His eyes seemed to carry thousands of words, and endless sorrow was like a thread, lingering, as if to entangle his soul.

At this moment, Dugu Qing was like a castle that had lost all its defenses, so fragile that it could not withstand a single blow. He slowly and mechanically took off all his equipment one by one, his movements slow and heavy, as if each piece of equipment carried his heavy past. He unreservedly exposed the softest and most vulnerable part of his heart to everyone without any cover. It was a desperate confession, a helpless surrender to fate.

Finally, he could no longer bear the fear and pain that was like a mountain pressing down on his head. With a cry of "wow", he cried out heartbreakingly. The sound was like a wounded beast screaming in despair, full of endless despair and fear, as if to shatter the whole world. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "I became a zombie, I was turned into a zombie by a woman!" The sound echoed in the air, carrying endless sadness and resentment.

Dugu Qing's tears flowed out like a river bursting its banks, his body twitched and sobbed, his grief was unbearable to watch. He told the senior brother and the great elder in front of him what had happened in detail. "I had a glimmer of hope and tried to threaten Concubine Li Qing and gain some benefits from her. At that time, my heart was full of greed and stupid fantasies, and I thought I could control everything. But I never expected that she would suddenly bite my neck like a ghost. At that moment, I felt a cold breath spread throughout my body in an instant. The chill seemed to come from the abyss of the underworld, and my blood almost solidified. Then, I felt a strange change in my body. It felt like countless cold hands were pulling at my body. Every inch of my skin and every bone was suffering from unspeakable pain, which made me suffer. When I came to my senses, I had become the current appearance that was neither human nor ghost!" His voice was full of regret and pain, which was a deep self-blame for his wrong decision.

Dugu Qing said as he beat his body painfully, each time seeming to use up all his strength. The dull sound of the beating echoed in the air, like the drumbeat of despair, hitting people's hearts again and again. His fists rained down on his body, leaving bruises, but he seemed to feel no pain, just venting the fear and anger in his heart. His eyes were full of madness, as if he had lost his mind, leaving only endless pain and despair.

After listening to Dugu Qing's narration, the elder felt his scalp tingling, and a chill rose from his spine like a venomous snake, quickly spreading throughout his body. He looked at Dugu Qing in disbelief, his eyes full of doubt and confusion. That look seemed to be saying, how could this be true? This must be a terrible nightmare. He said in a trembling voice: "Are you okay? Are you hallucinating?" His eyes wandered over Dugu Qing, trying to find a flaw to prove that this was just an absurd nightmare. He was unwilling to believe what he saw, hoping that it was just a terrible illusion.

Dugu Qing became more and more excited after hearing this. His eyes were instantly bloodshot, and the red color was like a burning flame, as if it was going to burn his sanity to ashes. He suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs, which flashed coldly in the sun, making people shudder. He pointed at the fangs with his finger, and his voice trembled like a leaf in the wind: "I am not hallucinating, look at the fangs in my mouth! This is the ironclad evidence!" His voice was filled with a kind of crazy despair, as if he was shouting his misfortune to the world. His eyes were full of anger and despair, which was an accusation against the injustice of fate.

When the elder saw the fangs in Dugu Qing's mouth, he was stunned. His eyes were full of shock and confusion. He stared at the fangs in Dugu Qing's mouth. The sharp teeth flashed a strange light in the sun, like the symbol of the devil, which made people tremble with fear. His lips trembled slightly. He wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could only make some unclear sounds. At that moment, his world seemed to collapse, and he could not accept what he saw.

The elder fell into deep contemplation for a moment, and the air around him seemed to freeze. Time seemed to stop flowing at this moment, and the whole world became quiet. Only Dugu Qing's heavy breathing and his occasional painful groans echoed in the air. The breathing and groans intertwined together, forming a melody of despair, which made people feel extremely heavy. After a long time, he slowly came back to his senses from the shock and muttered to himself: "I really turned into a zombie..." His voice was full of helplessness and fear, as if at this moment, his world also collapsed. The voice floated in the air, carrying a deep sense of despair and helplessness.

In a pavilion not far from them, Li Qingfei stood quietly wearing a veiled bamboo hat. Her figure was slender and upright, like a lonely winter plum, but she exuded an indifferent aura that made it difficult for people to approach her. The veil of the bamboo hat fluttered gently in the wind, adding a bit of mystery to her. She looked at the tower in the distance with indifference. The tower looked particularly solemn and mysterious in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if it was a door to an unknown world. The light of the setting sun sprinkled on her body, but it could not warm her cold heart.

The corners of her mouth slightly lifted up, revealing a smug smile, with a hint of unnoticeable cruelty in that smile. She whispered: "Everything about you is under my control, Duguqing. You can only do whatever I tell you to do. Biting him is just the beginning..." Her voice was cold and ruthless, as if it was a curse from the depths of hell, making people shudder. The voice slowly spread in the silent air, like an invisible net, tightly binding Duguqing in it, making him unable to escape this destined fate. The voice seemed to be telling an irresistible fate, a fate that was destined to make Duguqing fall into endless pain, and she was the master of this fate. Her eyes revealed a kind of confidence and indifference that controlled everything, which made people shudder.