Sanmu was really afraid of Yan Zheng's style of going from heart to grandma's house.

If no one is pushing him, Miki believes that he can drag his mind to the illusion world to the point where the energy is exhausted and collapsed.

Therefore, Sanmu specially designed a guided plot for Yan Zheng with thoughtfulness...

The heavenly calculation is not as good as the human calculation. Miki would never have thought that the lobster that Yan Zheng became had in addition to its strength, and also had the abnormal attribute of resistance plus 30, so that Yan Zheng woke up in advance...

Sanmu, who was busy all this, had no idea. He didn't know that Yan Zheng was slowly moving towards the direction he didn't want to see...

After Yan Zheng, who was watching from the top of the strange rock, found that there was no abnormality around him, carefully climbed over the edge of the stone plate and climbed to the ground along the rugged stones.

When he looked up at Yan Zheng, he realized that the stone he was on was like an abstract man squatting on the ground and holding his head, while the plate he was on happened to be the other person's head.

The pit on the plate was just right to deal with the position where the skull was lifted. Thinking about it from another angle, Yan Zheng had been in the other party's brain cavity just now...

Thinking of this, Yan Zheng suddenly felt cold all over his body. Those red wine-like water would not be the other party's brain fluid...

Yan Zheng couldn't help but shivered, and staggered towards the direction of the town with a fish on his back. Yan Zheng ran a little embarrassedly along the way, and looked back at the stone he had been waiting for before. He was especially good now.

I was worried that the stone would turn into a living person. After all, this kind of door-opening killing is a common plot in novels. Yan Zheng, who claims to be familiar with novel routines, does not want to make a comeback in the vulgar plot here.

Pay attention to the scattered Yanzheng did not notice the gravel all over the ground. He was tripped by a stone just now. He flew into the air with the shrimps and fish. The stone was half-covered on the ground.

Holding the dust makes the bright red air more confused.

Yan Zheng watched the stone pass by his eyes, and couldn't help but mutter, "Why does it look like half a scoop~"

Then Yan Zheng's body flipped flexibly in the air for two and a half weeks, and his eight legs steadily pierced into the sand. The fish in the plastic bag on his back jumped a few times with violent bumps, without any sign of awakeness.

Yan Zheng opened the plastic bag and looked at Xuan Ni and the others worriedly. The dead fish was still sleeping unconscious. Yan Zheng felt relieved, tied the plastic bag mouth and curiously got to the piece that tripped him.

Stone, picked up half of the coconut shell-shaped thing on the ground and fell into meditation under the red moonlight.

Yan Zheng found that the thing that tripped him was not a stone at all, and of course it was not a coconut shell...

For a moment, Yan Zheng couldn't remember what the material of this thing was, the silicone breast pad~!? Uh~ No, it seems that the thing is not so hard and it is much thicker than the things in his hand.

The thing in my hand is very light and sturdy, more like a certain calcium polymer...

When this conclusion emerged from his mind, Yan Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted. The thing in his hand would not be the skull!

The more Yan Zheng thought about it, the more he felt like he was. He didn't remember what this thing was at the first time. The main reason was that the skull was too small, only the center of the skull, which was several circles smaller than the normal skull, plus the red moonlight

Involvement, Yan Zheng didn't think about the skull at all.

I pinched it in my hand and looked at it carefully for a moment, and guessed in my heart that this might be the skull of a monkey. After all, the human skull is much larger than this one. How could there be a monkey bone in the sand?

Yan Zheng suddenly felt confused and threw away the skull in his hand. Yan Zheng picked up the gravel on the ground and put it in front of his eyes for a while to study it for a while. Yan Zheng's expression gradually became serious. He found that the slightly larger gravel on the ground was all

It's a bone, and even if the fragments are too small, Yan Zheng can't say that it's a bone of a creature.

The edges and corners of the surface have long been smoothed and roughly covered with scratches, just like the Danxia landforms that have been eroded by wind and sand. Only years of wind and sand polishing will cause such an effect.

Yan Zheng raised his head and began to re-examine the world. He originally thought that there was no other strange place in this world except for the blood-crying moon in the sky. Now he realized that the weirdness of this world was not the situation he encountered before.

This world has incorporated weirdness into its bones, and every corner is so unusual...

Not only the broken bones on the ground, but also the wind and sand. Without wind and sand, the bones would not be polished like this, but where did the wind and sand come from...

Thinking of sand, Yan Zheng lowered his head and inserted the pliers into the ground. The particles slashed across the shell of the pliers, as if his lips bit the sandy watermelon, which was extremely comfortable.

Twisted a small handful, and as he expected, these particles that looked like sand were all bone residues. This is a bone desert that is more thorough than the white bone desert seen on the seabed, at least the piece of the medium was born.

The bones in the white bone desert are formed, and all the bones here are turned into debris powder.

The red tone under the blood moon made the best disguise for this earth. The bones that were supposed to be white were also decorated in red under the light of the blood moon. They gently loosened the pliers and let the sand made of these bones be ground from

It slipped away from the pliers, and it shone with red light under the moonlight, which made Yan Zheng feel intent.

...If there was no Red Moon, this desert should be white, or slightly yellowed creamy white... Thinking of this, Yan Zheng couldn't help but shivered.

Yan Zheng couldn't imagine the scene below. He even felt that the sand under his feet was a little pricked at this moment. Although he didn't know what kind of creature it was, it was always uncomfortable to step on a desert made of bones.

An indescribable sense of creepy.

Yan Zheng didn't dare to stop and run forward desperately for a moment. If he stayed there, he didn't know what a terrifying scene he would think of. Before he could pass the copy, he was scared to death.

As the saying goes, the horses are dead when they look at the mountain. Yan Zheng thought that the place he saw was very close to him, but when he ran, he found that the place was very far away...

Yan Zheng didn't remember how long he had been running. For a moment, Yan Zheng felt that he had become Kuafu chasing the sun, and there was no other meaning in his life except running.

The surrounding scenery remained unchanged, with rugged rocks, like corpses wrapped in batter and half-covered in the desert. Gravel made of bones on the ground accompanied him all the way, and the bones and sand under his feet never left.

The moon in the sky was still slowly flowing with blood, staring at Yan Zheng who was desperately running away on the earth like a human eye, as if a man had his eyes curled, and the moon had become a little thinner.
Chapter completed!