During this process, Zheng Kun stood there all the time without any unnecessary movements.
He is very curious about the world behind the wooden door.
But now I am in a lonely state of mind, and the whole person is in a state of absolute rationality.
He really wanted to enter that house and leave this ghost place, but he didn't dare.
The metal room behind the wooden door made him vigilant. At first glance, it looked like a specially built cage, even specially built for something like himself.
That door can only be opened in such a special place, right?
After I go in by myself, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out
Don't look at how relaxed he was when he dealt with those two people just now.
When his family knew about his family, he was now just a zombie except for a right arm, and he was also a zombie who couldn't control other parts of his body.
There is a fart fighting power.
The two people just now should have died in this dim wilderness, no, it should be under the rules of Huangtu Village, and it has nothing to do with me.
The only thing he can do now is his mind-moving ability.
But in a metal cage, this ability basically won't work.
So it just quietly watched the wooden door close and disappear.
Bang bang bang!
Behind him, there was a strange commotion, and he turned around.
On the ground, an arm was constantly jumping, like a fish thrown ashore.
The left arm of the man holding the umbrella.
It was this left arm that suppressed his spiritual power in one fell swoop, and completely sealed off his ability to perceive and move objects with mind power.
The man turned into flying catkins in this weird world, the only thing left was this arm, and now this arm seemed to come alive.
Although under the skin covered with corpse spots, which had begun to rot, it seemed as if a bug was moving under his skin.
It was a sense of sight of watching a horror movie. Under the current environment, it was just a bit of curiosity.
His current appearance and state are similar to the boss in horror movies.
Then, he again felt that weird commotion from his right hand and
Desire to eat!
He raised his right hand, and with a "huh", that arm was pulled by invisible thoughts and flew onto his right hand.
Immediately, the struggle became more intense.
He was suppressed by Zheng Kun's thought power and the huge power of his right hand, no matter how hard that hand struggled, he couldn't get out of his right hand.
The palm of the right hand began to secrete mucus, covering the blue-gray arm layer by layer.
The mucus seems to have a strong corrosive ability, eroding the arm that is constantly struggling and jumping. Under the skin of that arm, it is like a bug that is constantly moving, swimming more intensely, but in the face of this The situation is also helpless.
When the arm eroded, the secret was naturally revealed.
At the beginning, seeing the state of this arm, he also speculated that this arm, like his right arm, was caused by those bugs in the black forest. After all, everything these two people did after entering here, It seems that they are also trying to seduce the bugs in the dark forest.
But the fact is not the case.
The arm was eroded, and the corpse spots became more and more clear. At the last moment, the wriggling on the arm finally surfaced on the surface of the arm.
"It turned out to be a tattoo!!"
The arm is rotten, and the corpse is covered with spots. In the end, what is left is a piece of dead human skin that cannot be digested, and a tattoo on the dead human skin, which is also a ghost-like left hand.
"This tattoo is not complete, it's just a part of it."
"This is not the dead skin on the arm, it should be on the back."
"It's a back tattoo, and this arm is part of the tattoo!"
In Zheng Kun's mind, a torn torn back tattoo appeared in his mind.
Now, this thing is very quiet, motionless, as if it is a normal piece of dead skin.
He tucked the tattoo of dead skin onto the remaining trouser belt around his waist.
This one has been completely rotted, but not completely rotted, there are still some places to put things on the tattered clothes, ??It¡¯s fine if you don¡¯t feel bad.
"This umbrella is not bad, it should be specially made to deal with the flying catkins."
Before these two people came, he had no idea that the flying catkins all over the sky in the dim wilderness turned out to be such a dangerous thing.
Cannibalism does not spit out bones!
In other words, this body itself belongs to this wilderness, so it can be exempted from Feixu's attack, but after seeing the previous scene, exposing himself to the flying catkins, he was still a little panicked, so he lifted up His right hand, the umbrella flew into his hand with a whirring sound, and opened automatically.
"Sure enough, this umbrella is not that simple!"
The moment the big umbrella opened, his palm holding the umbrella suddenly felt tight, and it was firmly sucked onto the handle of the umbrella. The flesh and blood of his right hand seemed to be swallowed at this moment. The speed dries up.
The right arm felt this kind of suction, and instinctively began to fight back. A layer of corrosive mucus was secreted again in the palm, tightly wrapped around the umbrella handle, and the palm and the umbrella handle were separated by the mucus. The suction is also gone.
Zheng Kun knows that this is not a real disappearance, but a balance between the power of the black umbrella and the power of his right hand. Once this balance is broken, either the right hand will be sucked dry, or the black umbrella will be destroyed.
Dangerous balance!
"What kind of world is behind these two people, why is there such a weird thing?!"
"Both are ordinary people!"
"None of them have practiced systematically."
"The young man named Dalong is not different except that his mental strength is a little stronger than ordinary people. That guy with strange hands!"
"His mental power is obviously much stronger than ordinary people, but also much more chaotic, which is directly related to his left hand."
"Other than that, there is nothing unusual about it."
"Judging from this, the real world behind the wooden door should gain power by controlling strange items similar to this dead skin tattoo."
"But this method is extremely costly, a bit similar to the Cthulhu system."
"While gaining power, the spirit will also be polluted."
"Spiritual pollution can directly interfere with the real body."
"It seems that my right arm also has the ability to pollute!"
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In a dull state of mind, use the previous behavior of the two to make some judgments.
"Huh? There is still something on this guy that hasn't completely disappeared!"
In fact, most of Dalong's body was still there, gradually being covered by the flying catkins falling from the sky.
"This white catkin is only interested in living things, or in other words, foreign living things."
"The big dragon lost half of his body, he was dead, and turned into a corpse, no different from a zombie like me."
Juan Kun raised his hand, and in the pocket on the right side of the shirt left by Dalong, a small book flew onto his rotten left hand.
His body trembled as his perception scanned.
Even though he was in an absolutely sane and lonely state of mind at this time, the contents of this pamphlet almost broke his lonely state of mind.
? "Guide to Strange Talks: The Fluffy Demon Desert in Huangtu Village"
Location: Huangtu Village, 16 kilometers south of Dadong Town, Yuhua City