"Quack... Wail... Quack ......"

The mournful cry of a crow sounded in his ears, and Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes again, what a familiar scene in front of him.

Old trees, crows, corpses, hills, embers......

"It's ...... Do you want to start from scratch?"

He didn't expect that the door he had passed through would bring him back to the mass grave. What the hell is going on, he doesn't understand either.

The body was still in the same dirty and messy clothes, and the palm of the corpse was still under his feet.

Zhuo Bufan took another step forward and walked towards his post.

As I walked, there was an extremely familiar scene in front of me, two forks, an old tree, a tree full of crows, and the damn old man.

Seeing the old man again, Zhuo Bufan wanted to go up and beat him. But when he rushed to the old man, he stopped.

"What the hell is going on? I'm here, I'm reborn?"

"So this old man, do you still know me?"

Zhuo Bufan is incomprehensible, what happened to him is too mysterious.

At this moment, the old man raised his head slightly and looked at Zhuo Bufan in front of him.

Those eyes were still empty, confused, pitch black, and terrifying.

The face was still dry, sallow, full of wrinkles, and extremely miserable.

"You, want, ask, road?"

The old man spoke, exactly the same words, the same words, the same struggle.

"You don't know me?" asked Zhuo Bufan.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slowly. At this time, Zhuo Bufan could be sure that he was not returning to the mass grave, but was reborn.

Everything starts all over again, it's like reading files in the game, returning to a certain fixed deposit period, and then going through it again.

In other words, for Zhuo Bufan, this is the second time he has seen this old man. But for this old man, it was the first time he had seen Zhuo Bufan.

"Ten Thousand Demon Valley on the left, Linshui Town on the right. ”

Without waiting for Zhuo Bufan to take the initiative to ask, the old man spoke first.

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he was annoyed in his heart. When he looked at the old man in front of him again, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

This damn bad old man still wants to trap him.

He deliberately reversed the two places of Ten Thousand Demon Valley and Linshui Town, the purpose was to trap and kill Zhuo Bufan.

But why did he do that?

Zhuo Bufan didn't understand, he had no grievances with this old man.

"Do you have anything else to give me?" asked Zhuo Bufan with a sneer.

Zhuo Bufan still remembered that last time, the old man gave him a crow's feather, and that feather finally turned into a crow and flew back to the old man's side.

Come to think of it, that feather was used by the old man to spy on himself.

Zhuo Bufan's question stopped the old man. He does have something to give Zhuo Bufan, but how does this kid in front of him know?

Although he was a little confused, the old man still took out the crow feather, and then handed it to Zhuo Bufan with a trembling hand.

"There's a miasma on the road, and this feather will keep you through. The old man opened the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

Zhuo Bufan used a crow feather once, and he was able to resist the miasma, but the old man did not deceive him.

So Zhuo Bufan unceremoniously took the feather, and then walked towards the left without looking back.

"Huh, why did you go in the direction of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?" Seeing Zhuo Bufan heading to the left, the old man was stunned again. It wasn't what he wanted.

And Zhuo Bufan had already expected the old man's expression, smiled coldly, and said, "That's right, I'm going to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons." Why, looking at your expression, I'm a little disappointed!"

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he suddenly laughed, and then left without looking back.

Seeing the old man's bewildered expression, Zhuo Bufan suddenly felt a lot relieved.

"That old man, it should be an NPC!"

"First of all, I'm not dreaming, because it's all too real. ”

"The cold evening breeze, the foul smell of blood, and the pain of being eaten alive at the moment of death. ”

"All this is definitely not a dream. Could it be that I crossed over?"

Zhuo Bufan walked while analyzing how to explain what happened to him.

"What's going on with those three doors? It looks like a save bar in a single-player game. Some of the most common save bars have three, which correspond to those three doors. ”

"By the way, since there is a read file, it should also be able to be archived. You can't start all over again every time you die, right?"

Zhuo Bufan thought about the three doors in his heart, and sure enough, the three doors appeared in his imagination in the next second.

The three stone gates, as tall as mountains, look very solemn and sacred. There are dense ancient characters on the stone gate, which looks mysterious and mysterious.

On the third stone gate, there are three words written on the mass grave. The mass grave is the first archive point in Zhuo Bufan's imagination.

Then, Zhuo Bufan looked at the second stone door, and thought hard in his heart, archive!

Just thinking about it, on the blank space of the second door, a line of words automatically appeared one by one.

"Sheep intestine trail. ”

"The archiving was successful, and it was really able to be archived. Zhuo Bufan was ecstatic in his heart, he didn't expect that he would really archive it if he tried it like this.

Ability to archive, and ability to read files!

This is equivalent to having countless lives, countless rebirths, and all of them can be foreseen. Zhuo Bufan is once again full of hope for his life.

It's just that it seems that only after he dies can he read the file.

This means that if Zhuo Bufan wants to start all over again, he must experience death.

However, letting a living person experience a death, that kind of pain, made Zhuo Bufan shudder. He still remembered that in his previous death, he was eaten alive by a pack of ghost wolves.

That miserable picture, just thinking about it, made Zhuo Bufan unwilling to experience it again.

"I don't want to, let's get out of this hellish place first. ”

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and continued to walk forward. Soon, he passed through the miasma zone.

The crow's feather that the old man had given him worked again, resisting the miasma.

After quickly passing through this misty miasma. A brightly lit village appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan's eyes.

Seeing the human fireworks, Zhuo Bufan was very surprised in his heart.

Gratitiously, he quickened his pace and hurried toward the small village.

"Great, Waterfront, Waterfront!"

Zhuo Bufan's heart was extremely excited, and he rushed to the town quickly.

However, when he rushed into Linshui Town, he was stunned by what he saw.

On the main thoroughfare of Linshui Town, corpses were lying in pools of blood. The blood flowed like a river, flowing down the stone crevices to Zhuo Bufan's feet.

The evening breeze was blowing, and the choking smell of blood in the air made his internal organs churn and he was disgusted.

"What's going on? What's going on here?"

Zhuo Bufan's breathing suddenly became heavier, and it felt like someone had grabbed him by the throat, making him unable to breathe.

"Shaojun, there's another one here. ”

At this moment, suddenly a group of people wearing black armor appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan.

In their hands, they carried blades covered in blood, and evil smiles appeared on their faces.

"Kill!"

At this time, a man in a black cloak looked at Zhuo Bufan, his hair was scarlet as blood, and he was as proud as fire. His tone seemed so cold and arrogant.

The simple word 'kill' is so easy to say, and it directly determines Zhuo Bufan's life and death.

His subordinates, like a pack of wild dogs going crazy, raised the chopping knife in their hands and rushed towards Zhuo Bufan.

At that moment, Zhuo Bufan found that his feet could not move at all, or rather, he had given up the idea of escaping.

The knife slashed at him, shattering his shoulder blades and cutting off his hands.

That kind of pain was like a breath of aggrieved breath that pressed into Zhuo Bufan's throat.

"Ahhh

Finally, Zhuo Bufan couldn't bear it anymore, he howled in pain and roared, wanting to spew out that breath.

Burst!

In the end, I don't know whose knife it was, and at the moment when he looked up to the sky and roared, he directly cut off his head.

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