Human Shackles

Late at night, the heavy rain showed no signs of stopping and kept falling. Everyone in the small building was asleep.

Only A Bin was not sleeping. He was holding a dragon-shaped jade pendant, immersed in it both physically and mentally.

After becoming a physical master, one or two hours of sleep every day can ensure that he is energetic. He spends most of his time sitting quietly practicing the physical skills passed down from his ancestors.

The physical skill in the jade pendant is called Jiuqu Lishu, which is a powerful earth-level physical skill. If you can master it completely, it will not be a dream to revive the family or even establish a sect in the future.

However, this set of physical skills is extremely difficult to practice. It requires artificially blocking the energy transport channels, creating knots in the body, and increasing the energy bursting force and penetration speed in a dam-like manner. Although it is extremely powerful, it is very easy. Suffering internal injuries, he may explode and die if he is not careful. Fortunately, he has taken top-level genetic medicine and his recovery ability is amazing, otherwise it would be impossible to practice.

It was a long night, and I don't know when, A Bin suddenly felt sleepy. He had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't care. He took his consciousness away from the jade pendant and was about to fall into a deep sleep.

But at this moment, a stream of hot energy came from the Longyang Jade Pendant in his hand, which made him shiver. He suddenly opened his eyes. The bonfire in front of him flickered. Wen Li and the big Hei Hu were both caught in the trap. In their sleep, they seemed to be having a nightmare, their faces were full of pain, and they wanted to wake up but couldn't.

The door of the small building was open, and a figure stood outside. The figure's whole body was covered by a layer of long hair, and a pale face could be vaguely seen. What was shocking was that the face seemed to have no facial features, like a blank sheet of paper. .

An extremely strong rancid smell assaulted his nostrils, and the icy cold breath chilled his heart.

There was a familiar shrill laugh in the ears, and the black hair came in like a living thing. More and more gathered, and a pale figure slowly emerged from the hair. The figure had no facial features, no hands and feet, and it originally had hands and feet. The place was covered with dense hair, eerie and strange.

"Nightmare Beast!"

Although I didn't see the body of this ferocious beast last time, I was very familiar with that sharp smile.

A Bin was covered in cold sweat, without any courage to fight. The energy in his body was poured into the jade pendant in his hand. As soon as the eggshell-like red energy shield emerged, hot breath burst out, and the temperature outside suddenly increased a few points.

The Nightmare Beast seemed to be disgusted with this energy and backed away slightly.

A Bin hurriedly picked up Wen Li and the big man beside him, broke through the window and directly used the airflow to rise into the air, disappearing in the dark night of heavy rain.

Although he is not a saint yet, he has this heavenly ability, and his ability to escape with his life is among the best in the world.

The Nightmare Beast had no intention of chasing him. He walked to the charred corpse on the ground, looked at it, and called softly: "Master?"

She never got a response, so she pondered for a moment and exited the small building. The darkness expanded her perception infinitely. After a while, she felt A Bin's breath. She immediately snorted coldly, and her body floated into the sky like an insubstantial shadow. You ran away once, let's see who can save you this time!

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Early the next morning, the heavy rain that had been falling for more than ten days finally stopped. The white-haired old man carefully went downstairs. The three people below had disappeared, leaving only a burnt corpse.

Secretly wondering, I walked to the corpse and looked carefully. I could clearly feel that the "corpse" in front of me exuded a trembling aura, which was somewhat similar to the radiation carried in the heavy rain outside. It was a light energy field.

The strangest thing was that this corpse gave him a familiar feeling. He seemed to know it?

This would leave no time for research and asking others to go downstairs to look for food. They had not eaten for a long time. Without energy supplements, it would be even harder to resist the ubiquitous radiation attack. Several people had already started to get sick and have fever.

The group fanned out in search of food.

The white-haired old man took two and a half-year-old children towards a small river where there was a chance to catch fish.

After walking for a while, he suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, his face twisted violently, and traces of black mist continued to surge around his body.

"Grandpa..., you're sick again!" Two small figures beside him hurriedly rushed over.

The old man struggled to sit up and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't come over!"

The two children stopped timidly. About half an hour later, the black mist on the old man's body gradually receded and he lay down heavily on the ground.

It was not until evening that the two children finally dragged the old man back to the house.

Among the two children, the girl is called Xiao Yu and the boy is called Du Jun. Like everyone here, they both have acquired distortions, or a kind of atavism. The radiation not only invades their bodies, but also changes their bodies. Their minds could turn into brutal beasts at any time, so they were driven out of human gathering places.

The white-haired old man's name is Mushan, and he is a powerful high-level physical practitioner. It is because of his leadership that this group of half-grown children can survive in the wild.

But Mushan also suffered from a strange disease, which would occur every few days. There should be no living things around him during the attack, otherwise he would be directly corrupted into a mummy by the black mist.

At noon, Mushan finally woke up, and Xiaoyu immediately took a glass of milky white sap and carefully handed it over: "Grandpa..., drink...water."

Xiaoyu stutters a little. She has a sarcoma in her mouth, which makes it very difficult to speak.

Mushan's wrinkled old face relaxed, he took the water cup and drank the sweet sap in one gulp. The sap tasted similar to milk and was extremely nutritious.

This kind of sap can only be produced by a mature tree beast. Mushan is no match for this mature beast. The only way to get this kind of sap is to tell this tree beast. Although Xiaoyu stutters a bit, Dashu likes to listen to her telling stories the most.

Feeling that his body had recovered, Mushan stood up and dragged the corpse out. Except for the skeleton, the rest of the body's flesh had turned into coke, but the energy field it emitted was still blazing.

"Xiao Yu, can you go to Lao Liu again and ask for some sap?"

Xiao Yu looked at the charred corpse in fear and nodded slightly.

Half an hour later, she came back with a bag of milky white sap. Mushan carefully brought the water bag to the mouth of the corpse where only the gums were left, and poured it directly.

"Grandpa, isn't this a dead man? Why do you still need to feed him?" Du Jun, the boy next to him, swallowed.

The next moment, he opened his mouth wide in shock, and saw that the milky white sap penetrated into the corpse's body as soon as it touched it, and said: "This man is really not dead."

In the next few days, Xiaoyu went to get some sap every few days, and Mushan poured it on the corpse. The charcoal on the corpse slowly fell off, and some shreds of flesh grew.

On this day, Mushan was walking through the jungle with a corpse that had gradually grown into a human shape and a light rain. No mosquitoes could get close to them. It seemed that there was an invisible force blocking them out.

Slowly, various white bones began to appear along the way. These bones were very large, and at first glance they belonged to large ferocious beasts. There seemed to be a chilling smell of death in the air, and even mosquitoes and other things disappeared without a trace. But Mushan and Xiaoyu didn't seem very afraid. Find bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com

As we continue to go deeper, the dense forest becomes sparse. The reason why the trees become sparse is because the sunlight in the sky is blocked by the crown of a giant tree.

It was a huge willow tree nearly a hundred meters high and seven or eight meters thick. When Mushan and Xiaoyu approached, the branches of the willow tree immediately began to flutter slightly, seeming very happy.

Mushan placed the body on his back under the tree and said to Xiao Yu beside him: "Xiao Yu, ask Lao Liu if you can save him."

Xiao Yu nodded and said weakly towards the big tree in front of him: "Grandpa Liu, can you... can you... save him? I... I can... tell... you many, many... stories."

The willow tree stretched out a branch and gently approached the corpse on the ground. When it was about to touch it, it suddenly shrank back like an electric shock. The huge tree body trembled sharply, seeming a little frightened. After a while, it stretched out a branch again. It makes a swaying motion, which means there is nothing it can do.

Mushan sighed, walked to the body and sat down, listening to Xiao Yu stutteringly telling Da Liushu a story.

The big willow tree seems to be able to understand human language, and it gently swings its branches from time to time, looking very happy.