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    The swamp was squirming and boundless. Gordon felt increasingly dizzy and his empty stomach felt like it was being squeezed hard.  Every time that voice whispered in my ear, there was a spasmodic pain in my stomach.  We can¡¯t go on like this.  Gordon used the Breathing Technique again, and the source of spider silk radiated around, and the whole person entered the external circulation again.  Although it is scary to merge into the quagmire, the closer you are to danger, the more likely you are to find a way to survive.  "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry." An overwhelming roar filled the eardrums, and rotting corpses emerged from all directions.  Gordon seemed to be the freshest food, attracting them like moths to the flames, and they kept coming.  Gordon endured the bombardment of sound waves painfully, and the source of spider webs oscillated layer by layer. Before the broken limbs could get close to Gordon, they were bounced off by the source of spider silk and smashed into pieces.  This move consumes too much energy. Fortunately, Gordon's energy is extremely pure and can last for a while.  After a long time, Gordon suddenly felt his heart beating rapidly and his vision went black.  The endless pile of corpses was exhausting and despairing, and his energy was gradually exhausted.  A corpse crawled over slowly. Its face was hard to distinguish, but its flesh and blood were plump and there was no decay or pus.  Gordon found that its limbs were still there, and there was a thick and long gold chain hanging around its neck, which was very eye-catching.  As it crawled towards Gordon, it chewed on its own arm, tearing off the muscles with a crunch, and devoured it in big mouthfuls.  This is a fresh corpse?  Gordon's heart moved, and the source of spider silk slipped past the corpse, allowing it to crawl closer.  "Pa" Gordon grabbed the body and lifted it up.  Its two legs hang down naturally, the knees are slightly turned out, and the legs form an "O" shape.  Like a horse thief!  They spend a lot of time on horses, and many of them have similar bow legs.  The corpse struggled awkwardly and was still biting its own arm, as if it was extremely hungry.  Gordon recalled the overwhelming and wonderful aroma he smelled when he first fell into the mud.  Could it be that all the broken limbs could not withstand hunger and temptation and eventually ate themselves?  Gordon exerted force on his hand, and the source of spider silk shattered the body into pieces. The gold chain also broke into several pieces and slowly fell into the mire.  Gao Deng was suddenly shocked. All the corpses had rotted into mud. So where did their belongings go?  Clothes may decay, but what about metals like swords? Why can¡¯t you see them here?  <pHe moved his body and followed the gold chain as he sank down.  The swamp continued to squirm, but the golden chain was attracted by a slight undercurrent and drifted in different directions at a slow and difficult to detect speed.  Gordon did not hesitate and followed the undercurrent.  I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the undercurrent became faster and faster, like a huge turbulent wave rushing all the way.  With a bang, Gao Deng felt his body light up, and he flew into the air, escaped from the mire, and fell on the ruins.  There was a "click" sound from underneath him. Gordon stretched out his hand and touched it. It looked like a rusty and brittle iron sword, which he had just crushed.  He looked back and saw that there was a dense rock hive behind him, and he couldn't tell which cave he fell out of.  "Poof!" A long blood-red tongue popped out from a certain hole and rolled towards Gordon.  Gordon put one hand on the ground and jumped backwards.  The bloody tongue flew into the air, rolled back suddenly, and sank into the cave, never moving again.  Gordon thought for a moment and walked forward.  There are many gold and iron objects around, as well as a few fragmentary jade articles.  He picked up a jade pendant and wiped away the dirt.  The jade pendant is dark green in color and covered with green spots. It is a unique ornament of the country of porcelain. You can vaguely see the tiger head pattern carved on it.  A large number of business travelers died tragically and wandered into the desert, which gradually led to the interruption of the porcelain road?  Gordon slowly walked through the ruins while recovering his strength, and a large block came into his sight.  The buildings in this neighborhood are extremely weird. The towering gray walls are crooked, and the rocks on the walls are of different sizes. They are like building blocks piled high by a child and will collapse at any time.  The houses are also round and pointed, with different shapes, like twisted balls of plasticine.  The closer he got to the block, the less clearly Gordon could see what it looked like.  Gray mist emerged from around his feet, drifting around like a ghost, shrouding the entire neighborhood in darkness.  Gordon stopped at the entrance of the block. It took him half an hour to completely recover his strength before continuing forward.  He knew it was dangerous, but he had to enter.  He was about to faint from hunger, even if he couldn't find food in it, it would still be the same if he found a horse thief.  "Dang-dang-dang" The moment he stepped into the block, the harsh bell rang suddenly, echoing in the night sky.  Gordon looked around and saw a tapered bell tower standing in the darkness in the distance, like a fang piercing the night sky.  The huge iron bell hung at the top, shaking slightly.  A dark shadow clung to the big clock, its two vertical pupils as bright as red flames, staring straight in Gordon's direction.  The bell rang three times in a row and slowly faded away.  Gordon felt as if the entire neighborhood suddenly came to life. The wind blew sand through the streets and whimpered, and countless shadows watched him furtively.  Gordon thought for a while and headed straight towards the bell tower.  He walked along aWalking down the wide street, the road surface is piled with rocks, which are sometimes high and sometimes low, making it steep and difficult to walk.  Houses on both sides of the street were closed.  Gordon tried to push the door of a room. The rocky door panel was thick and heavy, making it difficult to push, but he felt uneven where the palm of his hand touched.  He took half a step back and looked at the stone door carefully.  With the light of the fire rainbow dagger, the rough pattern carved on the stone door was vaguely revealed: an evil ghost stood in a wheat field, holding a sickle high, as if cheering and celebrating, surrounded by high piles of grain.  Can evil spirits still farm and harvest food?  A sense of absurdity filled Gordon's heart, and he came to another house. There was also a pattern on the stone door: an evil ghost with protruding cheeks and sharp mouth stood among several winding curves, grinning, with scaly eyes.  Holding a fat fish tightly with both arms.  The curved lines look like rivers, but in this ghostly desert, where does the river come from?  Gordon felt more and more incredible. He started to go door to door and looked carefully. Almost every door was carved with patterns, all of which were ordinary scenes of evil spirits farming, fishing and hunting.  How does this look like a ghost town?  Gordon turned around the street and suddenly heard a rush of running sounds.  A black figure rushed out from the alleyway on the side, roaring randomly, and the sword in his hand danced into a ball of snow light.  It¡¯s a horse thief!  Gordon's belly growled, and he reached out with his foot. The horse thief stumbled and fell to the ground. The sword flew out and hit the high wall with a clang.  Just as the horse thief was about to get up, a simple and powerful elbow hit the center of the center, and then his arm was twisted backwards, flipped over, and the horse thief's face was smashed to the ground.  "Bang!" Blood spurted out from his nostrils. The horse thief was dizzy for a while, his hair was pulled up, and his waist was firmly stepped on by a foot.  Gordon quickly searched the horse thief's body with his other hand, but found no food and no water bag.  The horse thief twisted and struggled, shouting incoherently: "Ghost! There are so many ghosts! I will fight with you!" "I am a human, not a ghost." Gordon pulled the horse thief's face to let him see him clearly.  "Kill you, you evil ghost! Spare me, I have a lot of gold coins, give them all to you!" The horse thief screamed regardless, his face twisted in fear, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to bulge out.  "Pfft!" Gordon's fire rainbow dagger stabbed into the horse thief's shoulder, blood splattered out.  "See clearly, I am a human, not a ghost." He said calmly.  The horse thief screamed in pain, Gao Deng took his time and stabbed him with a dagger again: "See clearly, I am a human, not a ghost."
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