Chapter 8-2 The specious world enters the bookshelf (click)
His head was in severe pain, and he fell directly from mid-air, rolling forward nearly ten meters under the influence of inertia.
Feeling dizzy, Zhuang Wuming bit his tongue instinctively. The stinging pain made him wake up, and he saw a huge shadow rushing from a distance, and a huge horse-cutting sword came from the sky.
The sword's light was like blood, shrill and terrifying, and brought up a huge strong wind.
With a twist of his body, Zhuang Wuming rolled as a donkey, the ape jumped away, and kicked off the wall of the corridor next to him, his body sliding on the smooth ground.
But even though he reacted extremely quickly, the sword light still flashed past his back, a foot-long blood mark appeared on his back, and a coldness enveloped Zhuang Wuming.
Turning his body over and standing up from the ground, Zhuang Wuming looked warily at the religious executioner rushing towards him and the group of zombies struggling to get up.
At this time, the religious executioner was pulling out the sword that had been slashed into the ground. A pair of scarlet eyes under his pointed hat stared at him, making him dare not make any move at all.
I saw a dark halo rising from its body, and a pressure that was nearly twice as strong as before hit its face.
He slowly raised his sword and pointed it at Zhuang Wuming.
The feeling of death struck Zhuang Wuming's soul. He felt that he would die in the next moment, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.
He took a deep breath and gathered all his strength to fight to the death.
At this moment, his whole body suddenly froze, and then he found that his body began to become transparent quickly, and he had a flash of inspiration.
"I'm leaving this world."
"What's wrong? Why is it over at this time?"
The religious executioner seemed to be aware of it, an evil light appeared in his eyes, and he slashed his sword towards Zhuang Wuming.
The sword light was like blood. Zhuang Wuming looked at the sword light desperately, as if he had already seen the scene of himself being chopped open.
At this moment, dozens of light bands appeared from behind the zombies and religious executioners.
A terrifying scene appeared. The light belt was like an indestructible divine sword, shattering everything and flashing countless changes like a kaleidoscope. The entire space seemed to solidify at this moment.
Then the religious executioner and a dozen zombies were all reduced to fragments, which were only the size of fingernails.
Even the sword that fell in mid-air shattered into countless fragments in an instant, confusing Zhuang Wuming's face.
Zhuang Wuming, who didn't know what was going on, looked ahead, where a girl wearing a red Logo was standing.
More than a dozen light bands surrounded her, exuding a cold and deep aura. She had long jet black hair, silver eyes, and skin as clear as jade. She looked like a beautiful girl who was only 15.6 years old.
At this time, her eyes fell on Zhuang Wuming, but Zhuang Wuming's eyesight went dark and he didn't know anything anymore.
When Zhuang Wuming woke up again, he felt a burning pain in his back. He suddenly stood up on guard. He glanced around and found that he seemed to be in an alley.
He breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he should have returned to the main world.
Looking at the butcher's blade in his hand and the blood stains all over his body, Zhuang Wuming smiled bitterly: "It seems that I need to take care of it before I can go out, otherwise I will have to go to the police station."
Looking around, a dark ditch appeared in his eyes.
He quickly walked over, took off his clothes, wrapped the butcher's blade, moved the rain grate in the ditch, and put the things down.
"Come and get it next time."
After finishing everything, Zhuang Wuming took a look at the sky. It was now dark and pitch black. Through the alley, Zhuang Wuming saw that there was no one outside.
"It seems that I've been lying here for a long time, and it's just luck that no one found me."
Taking a deep breath, he walked out of the alley and walked along the street. He quickly found the right direction and walked towards his home.
It took him more than an hour to return to the door of his home, but when he saw his home, he was stunned.
"What the hell is this? How did my family become like this?"
Countless questions flashed through his mind. Zhuang Wuming quickly calmed down, looked around, turned over and entered the small courtyard.
The first thing you see is a small garden with a two-story building. There are men and women wearing clothes in the garden.
After careful investigation, Zhuang Wuming quickly left without disturbing anyone.
He took some clothes and put them on. The wound on his back had stopped bleeding, but his expression was gloomy.
"Something's wrong, something's very wrong, there's something wrong here."
His eyes carefully scanned the various buildings nearby. Although most of the buildings were the same as in his memory, there were many buildings he had never seen before, as if he had entered another parallel world.
A strong doubt flashed through his heart. He looked at the sky and the stinging pain from the scar on his back, and sighed: "That's all, let's find a place to settle down first and treat the injury at the same time."
"But to settle down, we also need money."
After thinking about it, Zhuang Wuming shook his head: "You can only be a gentleman once."
As soon as he turned around, he was already walking towards the largest bar in the area. This was a place for partying and singing every night. Even though it was already 11 o'clock, there were countless people here having fun and dancing slowly.
Zhuang Wuming quickly walked around inside and came out with a wallet in his arms. The inside was filled with smoke and smoke, but he was not interested at all.
I found a black hotel to stay in. I don't need an ID card here.
After realizing that something was wrong with the world, he knew that there might be problems with his previous ID card, so to avoid trouble, he directly chose a hotel that did not require ID.
After a night of silence, Zhuang Wuming woke up the next day. At this time, the stab wound on his back had completely scabbed over. Although it still stung, it was comparable to the recovery speed of an ordinary person in ten days.
"The benefit of having a high physical fitness is really great. This kind of injury can be recovered quickly."
"In four or five days, I will be completely back to normal."
After some calculation, Zhuang Wuming judged his recovery time.
"Then next, we should figure out what is going on in this world."
"The easiest way is to go online."
Find a black Internet cafe at random. These places will naturally have ID cards that can be swiped. As long as you have money, everything can be solved.
Sitting in the Internet cafe, Zhuang Wuming began to check various information on the Internet, the most important of which was history.
Time passed by minute by second, and one day later, Zhuang Wuming returned to his hotel, his face uncertain.
"This world is the Earth, and this is China, but everything turned a corner a hundred years ago."
"At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, something happened that led the world to another era."
"One hundred thousand boxers broke into Guandong."
"At that time, everyone practiced martial arts, boxing martial arts schools were rampant, and there were countless masters throughout the country. It was the most glorious and last era of boxing."