My life of martial arts training

"Shen Yuan."

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the portrait. He had just glanced at it, but now he looked carefully.

He found that the portrait seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which was both clear and blurry, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

His eyes were full of caution. He pressed his right hand on the blue-black ground, and a pit was directly pressed out of the compacted ground.

"My strength is still there."

Shen Yuan stood up from the mat and prepared to open the coffin to have a look.

The situation in the ghost domain was far beyond their expectations, and after a while, Shu Chengzi had not fired a flare.

Just as he stood up, a uniform sound of footsteps came from outside the house.

"Xiao Yuan, go eat first, let your second uncle watch." The leader was an old man in his sixties, leaning on a brown cane, and said softly.

Shen Yuan did not reply, but looked carefully at the group of people who suddenly appeared.

Their faces were yellow, their hands were dry and cracked, and their clothes were similar to those in his previous life in the 1970s and 1980s, loose and simple.

There were a few middle-aged men with yellow mud on their trouser legs, looking like they had just come back from the fields.

Shen Yuan did not feel anything strange about them. Whether it was their eyes, their conversations, their manners, or even their heartbeats, they fully demonstrated that they were "people".

However, the way these people stood in a strange formation was very strange. They could stand anywhere they wanted, but they stood very neatly.

Seeing Shen Yuan standing there in a daze without responding, a middle-aged woman to the right of the old man with a cane sighed; "You came back from Fengcheng overnight last night and haven't rested until now. Everyone can see your filial piety."

"Okay." Shen Yuan nodded and said in a low voice.

"Shen Dasha, take Xiaoyuan to dinner." The old man with a cane said.

"Yes, Grandpa." A sturdy young man with an expressionless face replied.

"Go quickly, Auntie made your favorite konjac fried meat." The middle-aged woman smiled.

Outside the mourning hall is a yard surrounded by earth bricks, with potholes on the ground and a thick layer of dust.

Every step you take will make the dust on the ground fly.

After walking out of the yard, there is a path paved with gravel outside, with houses made of earth bricks on both sides, and black tiles on the roof.

There is also a neat slogan written in red ink on the earthen house; it doesn't matter whether you have a boy or a girl.

The dining place is next door, and several women are washing dishes.

The situation in this yard is obviously much better than that in the mourning hall, with only a little dust on the ground.

"Eat." Shen Dasha walked into the hall and pointed to the food on the dining table.

Shen Yuan glanced at it. There were nine dishes neatly placed on the table. The food looked normal, just like ordinary farm stir-fry.

But who would dare to eat things from this ghost place?

"Eat quickly." Shen Dasha showed a fierce look and kept urging.

Shen Yuan walked to the table and sat down, looking down at the steaming rice, showing a gentle smile; "Dasha, look at what that is."

Shen Dasha really turned his head to look, and when he turned around, he found that the dishes on the table were empty.

Shen Yuan burped, patted his stomach, and smiled; "I'm full."

"You are lying to me!" Shen Dasha was obviously not so easy to fool, and looked at Shen Yuan fiercely.

The smile on Shen Yuan's face froze, and he stood up expressionlessly, walked to Shen Dasha, grabbed his neck, lifted him up, and said calmly; "I said, I'm full."

"Uh uh..."

The fierceness in Shen Dasha's eyes quickly retreated, turning into fear, and he quickly slapped Shen Yuan's hand.

"Did you understand?" Shen Yuan asked again.

Shen Dasha nodded quickly; "I understand..."

"That's right." Shen Yuan put him down, a smile on his face.

As soon as he let go of Shen Dasha, he hurriedly fled out of the hall.

Shen Yuan hurriedly caught up, but in just a moment, Shen Dasha's figure had disappeared.

At the same time, several women washing dishes disappeared without knowing when.

"The behavior, including emotions, are the same as normal people..." Shen Yuan touched his chin and glanced into the hall.

His body suddenly froze, and the food that had been thrown away reappeared on the plate without the slightest change.

"Forget it, find the others first."

Shen Yuan didn't bother about this matter and walked out of the yard.

The village is called Fengyang Village. It is not large, with only fifty or sixty households. Except for Shen Dasha, the rest are elderly people.

Whenever Shen Yuan walked past those elderly people, they would look at him with that turbid eyes, and at the same time move their lips, as if they wanted to say something.

But Shen Yuan couldn't hear what the old man was saying.

"Where did they go?"

After he walked around the village, he still couldn't find Shu Chengzi and his four companions.

"Did the aliens attack the moment they came in?" Shen Yuan frowned, looking at his reflection in the water.

He was standing on a ridge of a field, where rice seedlings were planted. The strange thing was that these rice seedlings were surprisingly neat, and no matter how you looked at them, they were a straight line without any deviation.

Then he looked into the distance, but he couldn't see clearly.

Boom...

At this moment, a firework suddenly lit up in the sky behind him, on the other side of the village.

At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew around, and the land illuminated by the light began to flicker. Shen Yuan looked up at the sun, but saw an extremely strange scene.

The huge sun emitting light in the sky suddenly flickered.

"Damn it." Shen Yuan's face changed drastically, realizing that the ghost domain had changed, and hurriedly rushed in the direction of the signal.

The transition from light to darkness was completed in just a moment.

The whole world was as dark as ink, except for the signal in the air in front, which was still shedding a faint light.

With the faint firelight, you can see that the village, which was originally normal, has become dilapidated and out of repair.

The whole body of the old man under the eaves was like a worm crawling, and his posture looked very strange. He whimpered something in his mouth, and the smelly corpse water dripped onto the ground with his mouth opening and closing.

Suddenly.

Shen Yuan, who was running, heard an unusually clear sound of footsteps behind him.

The owner of this footsteps was not in a hurry, and no matter how Shen Yuan accelerated, he could easily keep up.

"Damn it, have we been targeted by the White Walkers?"

Shen Yuan's face suddenly turned ugly. He spread his fingers wide, dug a large piece of dirt from the hard wall, and threw it back without looking back.

But this action seemed to have angered the White Walkers, and his originally slow pace became hurried.

Shen Yuan also understood that he had made a wrong move, but the game with the White Walkers was inherently dangerous.

It was common for people to live in one second and die in the next while exploring the rules.