I Was Once a Legend

No sound could be heard under the cellar anymore. The younger boy, who was shorter than him, looked pale, and the power passed down the barrel of the gun to his hand.

Dong Zheng sighed with relief and relaxed suddenly, only to find out how painful he was all over.

The wounds that had been wrapped in bandages before had broken open again during the fight and escape with the zombies, and they were bleeding.

Dong Zhenggu couldn't deal with himself. He nodded slightly to Cui Zuojing who had come in time, said "Thank you", and immediately looked at Linhai, who was on the side.

The boy was still lying on his back on the ground in that posture, making a horrible sound like a tattered bellow between his strenuous gasps. Congestion of scary fingerprints appeared on his neck, swollen in a circle, just like the body of the ranger in the house.

"How do you feel?" Dong Zheng squatted beside him, Shen Sheng asked. Lin Hai couldn't answer. His vocal cords and trachea were damaged. He could only wink at Dong Zheng with painstakingly. The pain in his eyes could not stop the physiological tears, which was miserable.

How to do?

Seeing that his brother was uncomfortable, Dong Zheng was naturally uncomfortable. He does not have professional medical knowledge and dare not move Linhai easily, but it is not a way to let him lie on the ground like this.

And Cui Zuojing took the opportunity to rummage on Dong Linhai's body and successfully pulled out a box of medicine from the pocket of the teenager's pants. According to the parameter settings of the primary box, it is easy to brush out supplies such as medicine in the plot point.

He unpacked it, pulled out a grain and stuffed it into Linhaikou.

Dong Zheng was too late to stop and could only say: "He can't swallow."

"It's okay, it's okay." Cui Zuojing said that he picked out another grain and handed it to Dong Zheng. "You eat it too. This hurt makes me hurt all over."

With the bond of blood contract, Dong Zheng's pain was naturally divided into half of Cui Zuojing. Although he hadn't been hurt since entering, but Dong Zheng's blessing, Cui Zuojing's clean white coat had been stained with blood stains.

His own blood.

Dong Zheng took the capsule and the pill box in Cui Zuojing's hands and went to the instructions.

Cui Zuojing cut out unhappy.

However, it is indeed a good character to have the most basic vigilance at any time, at least not like most newcomers, dying in the box for some inexplicable reason.

There are only two very perfunctory words "eatme" in the manual.

Dong Zheng no longer hesitated and swallowed the medicine directly.

He was not idle in the gap waiting for the drug effect to take place. He took out the bullet box from Linhai and filled two shotguns. He asked, "Did that thing come over?"

Cui Zuojing knew that he was referring to Henry, and the teenager stood with his hands in his trouser pockets and kicked the grass with his toes, boring, saying: "It shouldn't come over in a while, you took something to keep chasing you ?"

"Just after entering this place, our team hasn't dispersed yet. We saw a coffin in the graveyard that was not filled with earth. There was a hint that the golden beads above were the key props, so everyone took it."

Dong Zheng showed Cui Zuojing two gold **** the size of marbles from his coat pocket, "Then that thing crawled out of the coffin and started chasing and killing us, probably because I had two in my hand and targeted Relatively large, Linhai and I escaped from it once, but were seriously injured. Linhai had no choice but to try to summon with the prisoner card to see if I could be saved...sorry."

"Do you know what the blood contract is?" Cui Zuojing asked back. He was really upset. He spent more than three years in the realm of pure white land, and only saw two pilgrims sign the blood contract when they had nowhere to go.

Dong Zheng shook his head: "After obtaining the prisoner card in the novice box, the clown only mentioned the blood contract. The prisoner can share the injury of the owner and can save lives at the critical moment. We will not know the rest."

Get.

Cui Zuojing began to have a headache. He took a deep breath and patiently explained: "Blood contract, a form of contract that can be signed at any time regardless of the wishes of the prisoner. It does allow prisoners to help share those who are injured, but the blood contract is signed. , Only one prisoner in a lifetime.

"The host has three opportunities to impose orders on the prisoner of blood contract, but when using the order, he also needs to pay a certain price."

"A certain price?"

"For example, if you use a forced command to let me kill someone, you may lose an arm accordingly, depending on the strength of the command."

Dong Zheng was silent, and he knew these things for the first time. There can only be one prisoner in his life. This restriction is somewhat unexpected, but it is not surprising. Blood contract can play the role of sharing the injury, so it is naturally impossible to have no restrictions.

Cui Zuojing asked again: "How did you get the prisoner card?"

The clown said that the black gold card that can summon him at present should be in the hands of senior pilgrims.

"The final box of the novice level gave away a piece. Later, someone who was also a novice said that he would use my card to exchange it with me, and I changed it."

Cui Zuojing looked awkward and immediately asked, "What kind of person?"

Dong Zheng thought about it, his brows deeper and deeper, and there was a blank for a few seconds on his face: "...I forgot?"

He tried hard to recall the things at that time, but he couldn't remember anything. He didn't even know why he agreed to exchange at the time. Obviously, with his character, it would not be easy...

"Don't think about it if you can't remember it. Someone has used memory clearing on you, he doesn't want you to remember it." Cui Zuojing's heart has completely sunk, and when he comes back this time, it may not be what he thought.

Someone is doing it.

After a few seconds, Dong Zheng hissed softly, probably because the medicine worked, the wound on his body kept itching, and he could clearly feel that the flesh was gradually healing.

He immediately bowed his head to look at Linhai. His bloodshot and flushed face did not look so bad. The sound of his breathing became much normal. The finger marks on his neck subsided at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In just ten seconds, Dong Linhai can speak, although his voice is still abnormally hoarse:

"Am I not dead?"

Cui Zuojing: "I'm sorry, I didn't die, do you feel regretful?"

"It's not going to die." Dong Zheng pulled Dong Linhai up, put his arm against his shoulder, and carried Linhai, who was still dizzy, into the house.

The teenager was so weak that he couldn't get any strength because of the frightened legs. The whole person almost hung on his brother.

The thick fog filled the crows in the distant trees with an unclear cry, which was really upsetting. Cui Zuojing frowned anxiously, a stone was thrown from his hand, and he suddenly fell into the dark forest.

The world is quiet.

Cui Zuojing glanced at the cellar that was tightly closed, and behind the brothers, the wounds caused by the blood contract had disappeared, leaving him feeling restless since he came back here.

But it's just some.

Dong Zheng took off all the bandages on his body and was giving Dong Linhai water to drink. The strong young man was settled on the chair, stroking his neck that had been completely swollen with fear, and the horrible sense of suffocation remained in his mind.

Sleeping in a huge shadow, he looked at Dong Zheng's figure and said, "Brother, I left the lamp below."

"It's okay." Dong Zheng brought him water. There was still half of the water in the kettle on the stove. I didn't know how long it was left, but it looked clear and didn't smell.

Cui Zuojing leaned against the door and stared at the scene of his brother, brother, and brother, and suddenly asked abruptly: "You two are not brothers."

The two looked at him together. Dong Linhai opened his mouth and just wanted to speak. Dong Zheng took the lead and said, "I am a brother."

Linhai swallowed the "half-brother" who was about to leave, and shut her mouth obediently.

——Brother is preparing for this prisoner?

"It doesn't look very similar." How can Cui Zuojing not see Dong Zheng actually not want to tell him such a private topic, people don't want to say that he doesn't have to force it, anyway, they will know sooner or later .

His extra curiosity has been wiped out in the last trip to the pure white world. In this world, the fewer people who know, the more likely it is to live in a muddle.

The group settled down for a while and took a break. Dong Linhai rested and regained his soul, and from time to time he could not believe his untouched neck.

Cui Zuojingman wandered aimlessly in the hut, and Dong Zheng began to count their current supplies.

At present, they have a shotgun found in the cellar by Dong Linhai. There are a total of four cartridges in the two boxes. After they have eaten two capsules, they still have one capsule. According to the effect shown, it is absolutely life-saving. Hole card.

There are also two golden **** that Dong Zheng buckled from under the coffin, known to be the plot props to be used later. The only weapon dagger in his hand is now inserted in the mouth of the zombie in the cellar, and the horse lantern has also dropped.

However, Dong Zheng found a flashlight from the ranger's bedroom again. Although the light is not too bright as if the battery is going to run out, at least it can be illuminated.

After doing all this, he read the ranger's notes again, wondering about the clues that might be inside.

The ranger’s method of death is clear. The monsters coming out of the cellar strangle him, but the source of the blood is still unknown.

The cellar seemed to have been held in custody, and then the thing was torn off the railing and escaped. Since the cellar suddenly appeared in the yard one night, it should have nothing to do with the ranger.

Dong Zheng repeated these speculations to Cui Zuojing and Dong Linhai. Linhai was still in a daze, "Oh," he asked, "What then?"

Dong Zheng: "The southeast side mentioned repeatedly is probably a hint of the way forward. The pendant of the minstrel to the ranger is probably also a key clue, but I did not find it."

Cui Zuojing lifted his chin in the direction of the ranger's body: "There is still no place to search."

Dong Zheng immediately understood and frowned: "You mean..."

Linhai looked at them blankly, and then looked at the ranger: "Aren't the bodies searched already?"

"Who said the search is finished." Cui Zuojing smiled at Dong Linhai. He didn't look at the smile with good intentions. "Do you know where is the best place for hiding things in people?"

Dong Linhai:..............................

Not very interested.

But it's not over yet. It seems that Lin Hai's expression really made Cui Zuojing interesting. He smiled and pointed at the ranger, saying, "Would you like to search? Keep hiding behind your brother for protection, don't you want to do it? Do you contribute?"

"I'll do it." Dong Zheng squatted as he said, wrapped the blood-stained bandage that he had previously removed around his hands, untied the worn coat of the ranger, and took a deep breath.

"Let him get it." Cui Zuojing stood in front of the body and stopped Dong Zheng from starting his hands. He copied his hands in his pockets, looked at Linhai, and laughed, "They are all such big people, they will only hide from others when they encounter things. Behind him, the non-weaned child cannot live here."

Fiercely applied the Fa method, and stood up before the voice fell to the sea. He was raised very well. He was more than one meter and eighteen years old before the age of eighteen, one head higher than Cui Zuojing.

The teenager reluctantly wrapped the bandage on Dong Zheng's hand around his hand and muttered: "I will come as soon as I come, and I will say that you are obviously younger than me?"

Cui Zuojing reminded him "in good faith": "But I don't hold back, your life is still saved by me."

"I won't drag my legs." Dong Linhai squatted next to the body and saw the terrible pinch marks on the ranger's neck. He recalled his experience a few minutes ago and couldn't help itching.

He coughed a few times, rubbed it for a while, and finally finally made perfect psychological preparations, his teeth were bitten, his hand stretched out.

The ranger's body has been rotting for a long time, and the skin and flesh will rot when touched. Dong Linhai couldn't help but vomit as soon as he touched the cold and greasy inside. He resisted the impulse to run away and continued to peep , Feel something like a stomach.

Shredded chicken, shredded beef, shredded leg of lamb, shredded pork leg...

Linhai used the ultimate self-hypnosis to himself. He turned his head and stared at his feet. After stirring for a long time in the stomach of the poor ranger, he finally touched a hard object.

"I found it!" Dong Linhai pulled his hand out immediately, slammed things down on the ground, and dragged the bandage of blood hula times into his hands, rubbed the minced meat on his arm on the wall, and walked back several steps away from him. The disfigured body, holding its breath for two seconds, vomited violently with its head down against the corner of the wall.

Dong Zheng had been watching silently beside him. The boy was right. In this place where he couldn't even protect himself, Linhai could not only rely on the protection of others. The sooner he grew up, the better.

This is why he did not stop Cui Zuojing from stimulating Linhai.

Dong Zheng picked up the objects on the ground and wiped off the blood stains with the clothes of the ranger. This is a small piece of "soldier" shape in chess. It has the thickness of a little finger and a thin string, which also indicates that it was once a pendant.

"This should be an amulet, but it's unclear what the role is. The ranger swallowed it directly in order not to lose it or be taken away by others." He said to put the things away.

On the other side, Dong Linhai also vomited almost, gargle with water, and the whole person seemed to be chugging.

Dong Zheng: "This is not a good place. After a short rest, we are ready to go."

After four or five minutes of rest, Cui Zuojing, who was closing his eyes and raising his mind, suddenly opened his eyes.

Something is coming.

Boom-Boom-

The two brothers also felt the tremor of the earth, and the screams of the war horses penetrated the night, as if there were some behemoths walking like them, and each step was so heavy that even a lot of dust fell on the roof.

"No, come again?" Linhai wailed.

Dong Zheng took the opportunity to put the ranger's notebook in his pocket, waved his hand, and whispered: "Go! Over the wall."

"You go first." Cui Zuojing said, but he stared thoughtfully out the window. Two scarlet points were gradually approaching. "I picked it up and followed."

Dong Zheng nodded and said no more nonsense. The strength of this accidentally summoned prisoner no longer needs him to doubt. At least not now. The strength of "Arabidopsis thaliana" may even surpass the zombie knight. Will drag your legs.

They need to worry more, or themselves.

The figures of the brothers quickly disappeared into the courtyard at the back door, and Linhai also walked down a kerosene lamp. Cui Zuojing went into the kitchen and picked up chopsticks, spoons, and the only table knife.

"It's time to be over," he murmured, kicking gently the open ranger's corpse, pushing open the blood-stained door, and walked out of the hut.

The author has something to say: once again, the two are free and equal. The blood contract is only a form. It has never been forced or superior. Love is also free love. If you can’t accept it, please kindly discard it, please don’t make strange comments in the comment area that distort the facts orz