After signing the contract that day, the Skeleton Commander Mooney disappeared in a puff of smoke.

The bone dragon Gerat managed to snore and sleep without paying any attention to He Ruozhi.

"Hello, hello, hello!" He Ruozhi shouted desperately into the sky, "Mr. Mooney, where do I live and what do I usually eat?"

Damn it, these skeleton soldiers don't all need to eat, do they? How can I stand it!

Mooney did not answer, but instead cold rain droplets fell from the sky.

The pattering light rain soon turned into a downpour, and the strong wind mixed with bean-sized raindrops hit him head on head, almost knocking He Ruozhi out of breath!

He Ruozhi looked at the castle in the distance in despair and had to move slowly towards the safe haven.

It was almost three or four hours before he came to this strange world, and his stomach gradually began to get hungry.

Under the erosion of heavy rain, the bottom of the mountain valley gradually turned into a muddy swamp. The rainwater converged into a stream that cut off the road to the castle.

He Ruozhi cursed Johnny, the Black Dragon Boss, the Skeleton Soldier Mooney, and the Bone Dragon Gerat all over the place, but eventually he also cursed himself bloody.

He has never tried such a difficult journey since his birth. The most important thing is that the destination of this journey is still far away and I don't know when to arrive.

He Ruozhi walked and walked and watched as the sky gradually shrouded by starry night, but the castle seemed not to have grown at all.

"I don't know how many falls he has made in the muddy puddle. His clothes were all cut by sharp stones, and his freshly scabbed wound also burst open again, emitting thin blood.".

The rain water seems to contain corrosive factors that invade the wound, not to mention how painful it is!

For twice, He Ruozhi couldn't bear simply bouncing around on the mud and singing loudly at the same time. Only in this way can he eliminate a trace of unspeakable pain.

He walked like a madman at the bottom of the valley, shouting loudly from time to time, stumbling and even climbing on his hands and feet.

In the end, He Ruozhi was completely lying on the ground like a green worm, using the cold soil to slightly relieve the burning of the wound while using the muscles of his abdomen to wriggle hard with each bow.

As the night passed, there was a faint glow radiating from the horizon. He Ruozhi felt a sense of hope in his heart.

Should we be arriving soon?

He Ruozhi desperately looked up in the direction of the castle and couldn't help but freeze.

The castle is still far away, still so small, and the bone dragon Gerat is still sleeping beside him. It seems that he has been trudging all night without crossing a half meter distance!

Ghosts hit the wall?

Frustrated, He Ruozhi threw himself into the muddy water and stared blankly at the colorful sky.

I don't know when the heavy rain has stopped even though the fresh melody of life still wafts in the air in this dead valley.

All the strength has been exhausted, and it seems as if the stomach has burned through. Generally, there is no feeling in the stomach at all.".

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He Ruozhi suddenly felt like crying, and then he really burst into tears.

What sin did you create to endure such torture?

The bone dragon Gerat woke up at some point and leaned over to look at He Ruozhi.

"Humans... this is the middle ground between life and death. There is no delicious food in the real world, and as undead people, we do not need food to survive as long as we absorb the grievances of others. There are many soldiers' corpses over there, and you can find delicious food yourself."

"What?" He Ruozhi paused for a moment. "Are you going to the corpses to absorb resentment?"

Don't you always eat like this after you become a self starter?

What's the difference between that and a ghoul?

With a snort, the Bone Dragon staggered to a large area of human army corpses and opened his bloody mouth. Suddenly, a dark fire erupted from its mouth, rolling up seven or eight human corpses.

I saw the heads of those corpses all floating with green fluorescence, dancing violently in mid air, and then being absorbed by the bone dragon into the body.

After eating, the bone dragon continued to walk back to the valley and fell asleep under the cliff.

He Ruozhi was dumbfounded.

He struggled to resist nausea and approached the corpses that had covered the entire canyon mouth with tens of thousands of human soldiers, each with a twisted face and an unwilling expression in his eyes.

But even more terrifying is the powerful resentment floating above the battlefield.

"Fuck you, big watermelon. What a place for normal people to stay? With so many corpses in sight, it won't take me two months to die and I'll be crazy!"

He Ruozhi cursed viciously.

Since arriving in this space, his personality seems to have become arrogant, and many people who want to scold will not be heard anyway.

He Ruozhi feels that swearing seems to be a very enjoyable and addictive thing. He also needs to use a series of curses to dispel his fear.

"Why did you die so ugly with stinky tomatoes? Didn't you just have your waist cut off? Did it really hurt?"

"You rotten banana! The whole person stinks! Dry to death, Muni! Muni! You wait for a year. I want you to look good. I want to take every bone out of you and feed it to the dog!"

For the first two days, He Ruozhi was still very scared and only dared to walk around the periphery of the battlefield and vomit when he saw those terrifying corpses.

However, after slowly getting used to it, he felt that the dead body was just like this anyway. Even if the person died miserably, it was just that their intestines were pulled out or their brains were smashed out.

"After seeing more, my heart gradually hardened. In the eyes of He Ruozhi, the corpse is just like a rock, and it doesn't suddenly jump up and bite or make strange noises.".

In contrast, there was a huge maggot that made him even more disgusting.

"Those maggots live by eating corpses, and each one is like a giant earthworm, usually dormant under the soil and corpses, and one inadvertently emerges.".

"They rarely attack humans, but their appearance is enough to make people sick. Twice, this disgusting thing has caught on to He Ruozhi's slippery, soft, rotten, smelly feeling that even in the most terrifying nightmares, it won't appear!"!

He Ruozhi is determined to arm himself.

He selected several corpses of similar stature to himself and pulled out all their armor and leather clothing.

"Amitabha... Almsgiver, your kindness has its reward. Anyway, you don't need this thing anymore. Why don't you cover up your body for me a little bit? If you do such a good deed, you will definitely make it to the Western Blissful World early? Maybe there are 72 female characters waiting for you..." He Ruozhi also doesn't know what he is talking about.

But he always had a feeling that these corpses were also living "things" and had their own dignity and sense. To communicate with them, it was necessary to put both sides on the same footing.

He Ruozhi put on a leather coat and skirt, and then put on armor and helmet. He casually drew a heavy combat knife and danced twice. He looked at himself in a stinky puddle and looked at his appearance. He really had the style of an ancient warrior!

"Goo..." The belly began to scream again. After wearing this heavy armor, the physical strength consumption became even greater.

He Ruozhi inserted his knife into the soil on one side and muttered to himself with his hands folded in a very pious manner.

"All the grievances... come quickly to my stomach. If you have any outstanding wishes, I will try my best to help you complete them."

Strange to say, a green light rose from the corpses around him with his spell and floated into He Ruozhi's stomach.

This is the way to absorb grievances that He Ruozhi himself came up with.

——How else to say that a hungry person is the smartest?

It is also possible that the resentment in He Ruozhi's body is too strong, like a strong magnetic field that absorbs all the less powerful magnets.

However, this absorption is not unilateral. He Ruozhi also feels the various emotions hidden in those bodies while receiving those mental powers.

Disagreement, hope, regret, deep love

In short, in these people's bodies, there is a will not to die, but this will is not strong enough to turn the master into a ghost. After all, these soldiers are ordinary ordinary ordinary mortals.

Their dream had to be realized by He Ruozhi.

"Drink and I'll kill!"

He Ruozhi brandished his sword and launched a swift attack on the giant maggot.