oint is you look at this person's name, how cultured it is, Lu Ziyu, it sounds extremely awesome.After finishing her sentence, Wu Ling let out a sigh and mumbled softly:"Look at our names again, yours..."Boom, boom, boom—"

One after another, blinding flashes of lightning illuminated the silent and serene old forest.

Then, a deafening roar like the bellow of a giant dragon swept across the mountains, shattering the stillness of the deep forest.

In an instant, a fierce wind whipped up, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and heavy raindrops fell like beads on a broken string.

The surrounding trees were lush and verdant, with several-meter-tall trees swaying back and forth in the wind and rain.

Soon, a murky stream flowed on the ground.

At this moment, within a tomb that had lain silent for a thousand years, buried hundreds of meters beneath the surface, the steady drip-drip-drip of water falling to the ground echoed through the vast chamber.

Tick tock...

The sound was incredibly clear and chaotic, piercing through the eardrums and dropping into the heart, causing restlessness and unease.

On a stone pedestal littered with rubble and bones.

Wu Ling was sleeping soundly when she heard the sound, and she frowned and rolled over.

Suddenly, he felt a chill down his spine, and his whole body trembled with shock.

"Huh"

Wu Ling's eyelashes trembled, and a meaningless sound escaped her lips.

He closed his eyes, his brow furrowed slightly. He casually brushed the back of his neck and felt a dampness in his hand when he did so.

He forced his eyes open, they were a bit gritty and sore from staying up all night. He wondered to himself:

Is there a leak upstairs

When Wu Ling just opened his eyes in a daze, wanting to sit up and look for slippers to see what was going on, his gaze unintentionally swept over the surrounding environment.

This looks serious.

What met his eyes was not his familiar and cozy home, but a sinister and eerie cave filled with spiderwebs like a silkworm's den.

The surrounding area wasn't furnished with familiar furniture, but rather a jumble of wood and rubble.

Wu Ling looked at the unfamiliar environment before her, and the drowsiness that had been clouding her face instantly vanished.

"What the hell is going on"

He looked around at his surroundings, with question marks seeming to hang above his head.

What place is this

Wasn't I sleeping at home with the air conditioner on and wrapped in a blanket

How did you get here

Could it be that I'm dreaming

Wu Ling sat up, dazed and confused.

As he rose to his feet, his arm brushed against a circular object, sending a faint chill through his skin.

"Huh What's this thing"

Wu Ling was drawn to the object, reaching out to brush the white-gold strands of hair that had fallen before his eyes back. He lowered his head slightly, gazing at the round object in front of him.

And when he saw what it was.

Wu Ling's dazed eyes instantly turned into terror. Her whole body trembled like a scared cat, jumping up in panic. She blurted out a curse word involuntarily:

"Damn you, grandpa! A skeleton!"

Wu Ling muttered curses as she quickly retreated backward.

As he was backing away, his foot accidentally kicked the skull.

That ghastly skull was kicked away by him like a ball.

After flying in a perfect arc for four or five meters, it landed perfectly and shattered into pieces.

And Wu Ling, because she was scared, didn't see this scene. She just quickly scurried backward like a cat whose fur was standing on end.

The surrounding environment was simply too dark, and his movements were a bit flustered due to fear.

One careless step, and I tripped over a piece of wood, stumbling backward almost landing flat on my face.

Before he could steady himself, a rustling sound suddenly arose.

This sound was like fingernails scraping on a chalkboard, shrill and piercing, sending shivers down your spine.

What followed was even more eerie: after the sound, the temperature around them dropped rapidly at a terrifying rate.

Even though Wu Ling was a bit confused about the situation, his intelligence was still online.

He swallowed nervously, his heart racing with worry.

"Damn it, I didn't get into some kind of nasty thing, did I"

However, just as Wu Ling was lost in thought, her mind racing with a whirlwind of ideas.

A loud noise suddenly arose as a massive object fell.

"Bang!"

This sound startled Wu Ling so badly that his hair stood on end.

Felines are easily startled and, by nature, will run away when frightened.

Wu Lingzheng was about to run away, but before he could act...

He only felt a sudden chill in his neck, as if someone was blowing air on the back of his neck.

To be completely honest, Wu Ling's goosebumps stood up all over his body at that moment. He could even hear his heart pounding in his chest.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

His heart pounded with a heavy, deafening sound, like it could shatter his eardrums.

down, down, down again.

Wu Ling's thoughts seemed to freeze at that moment. A stiff, sour ache in his neck made him feel as if he were trapped in an ice cave.

At that moment, he felt a chill wind rush in from the back of his neck, and he heard a cold, venomous laugh.

"Hee hee hee..."

The eerie and sorrowful laughter of the woman rang right beside his ear, it was like…

A woman is lying on his back, constantly blowing air towards his neck, and then giggling strangely in his ear.

For a young person who grew up under the red flag, thrived in spring breeze, and received education from the Party - an outstanding youth of three excellences.

Wu Ling has always been skeptical of supernatural and paranormal things.

So when he heard the laughter, his facial expression was extremely calm, even a bit disdainful.

Wu Ling slightly raised her eyes with a hint of coldness, her lips curled into a sneer, as she felt a chill run down her ear.

He almost instinctively turned his head.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a ghastly pale face staring at him expressionlessly.

This face was extremely terrifying and eerie, as if it had been soaked in water and then violently torn apart by some wild beast.

The entire nose to mouth was ripped apart, with pus and foul-smelling liquid constantly dripping down.

This female corpse has very long hair, which falls to her shoulders. It's covered in insects.

Her eyeballs bulged out of their sockets, her black and red tongue lolled softly from her mouth, covered in white maggots that writhed constantly.

And on her abdomen, a large gash was made, exposing her white intestines that trailed across the ground, emitting a foul odor.

Seeing Wu Ling turn around, the corpse woman stretched out a smile that was both vicious and twisted, her lips torn nearly to her ears.

Wu Ling met her gaze with a blank expression for half a moment.

After a moment.

This tranquil space was suddenly filled with a blood-curdling scream like that of a butchered pig.

"Holy crap! Mom's possessed!"

Wu Ling's face was pale with terror, and she screamed loudly.

His voice was just like the squealing of a castrated piglet when someone at the village head raised pigs. It was exactly the same mournful, agonizing cry.

Accompanied by a sound that made men weep, and their legs go weak.

At the same time, Wu Ling's body bent violently. Following a quick twist, her waist contorted into an impossible curve, softening and allowing her to sidestep the zombie's attack.

He was screaming his lungs out while running frantically forward without looking back. He was moving so fast, it was like a dog was chasing him, and his shorts almost came off.

And the female corpse behind him, it's unknown whether she was frightened by his shout.

Or perhaps it was simply the desire to admire the fleeing prey in its final moments. After standing still for a full minute, it finally turned towards Wu Ling and gave chase.

"Hee hee hee..."

Wu Ling heard the sound and was so frightened that she jumped up and ran wildly forward, almost crying out of fear.

"Big sister! I'm still a child! I'm still the little tender sprout of my motherland! Grandmaster Taishang, hurry up and issue a decree, don't come closer!"

As Wu Ling was speaking, he suddenly felt a gust of evil wind hit him from behind.

He instinctively rolled to the left, before he could even react, a black-furred paw appeared right in front of him, piercing the stone platform on the ground with a resounding "poof".

Wu Ling lay on the ground, watching this scene unfold. She swallowed hard involuntarily.

"Meow meow, even a stone can be inserted so easily, what's the point of inserting his brain It would be like inserting a watermelon and directly exploding his head!"

Seeing her attack miss, the female corpse let out a furious roar from her mouth. Her sharp nails pierced towards him again.

At that moment, even the sound of a weapon slicing through space could be heard.

Wu Ling's pupils contracted, and she hastily flipped over like a hawk, dodging the attack.

But even though he dodged quickly, his cheeks were still scratched by the sharp nails.

The scarlet blood trickled down his cheeks, staining his white shirt red.

The taste of blood seemed to stimulate the female corpse, her attack suddenly becoming even more ferocious.

Wu Ling dodged, but a claw pierced her shoulder and pinned her to the ground.

A sudden, excruciating pain hit him, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

"Grass!"

Wu Ling cursed under his breath. He wasn't a coward after all. Being provoked by this female corpse, his blood boiled with anger.

He gritted his teeth, staring at the grinning corpse before him. He gathered his strength with his right leg and kicked out, sending the female corpse flying.

The woman's corpse was kicked backwards several steps by him, and her sharp nails were suddenly pulled out from Wu Ling's shoulder.

Wu Ling cried out in pain once more.

"Damn it!"

Wu Ling's temples bulged with veins, beads of cold sweat drenched her forehead, and her eyes were bloodshot.

He gasped twice, taking a moment to recover before gritting his teeth and pulling himself up.

Several gaping, horrifying wounds appeared on his left shoulder.

Crimson blood kept dripping from his shoulder, the stench of it overwhelming.

When the female corpse smelled the blood, her body twisted like a soft-bodied creature, emitting a creaking sound.

And her white intestines were writhing nonstop, like giant white maggots, which was sickening.

Wu Ling looked at the female corpse with intestines scattered on the ground before her, and a wave of nausea washed over her.

To be honest, his current emotions, besides fear, are mostly nausea.

Wu Ling saw the female corpse with its mouth wide open, and a yellowish, unidentified fluid even flowed out of it. Her mind instantly recalled a sentence she had seen in a novel somewhere before.

Blood at the tip of the tongue is the most yang, especially in a virgin. This blood is very damaging to some impurities.

He's just randomly seeking medical help now, biting his tongue and suffering himself is better than having his head smashed like a watermelon.

Wu Ling looked at the female corpse in front of her, gritted her teeth, and took a hard bite on her own tongue.

This bite was incredibly hard, it hurt him so much his face scrunched up and tears were almost welling up in his eyes.

After the excruciating pain, a thick metallic taste of blood filled his mouth.

The taste of blood is indeed not good, just like licking a rusty iron pan from the countryside with your tongue.

This taste... to be honest, it's pretty disgusting.

At this very moment, Wu Ling was making a sour face, her heart itching to curse.

Thinking of Wu Xiaoling, who has lived for 19 years in this life, although it hasn't always been smooth sailing and there have been some ups and downs, but when has she ever experienced such humiliation!

He's a big orange, sleeping soundly even though he was fine just a moment ago.

I woke up to find my house gone and myself being used as a watermelon! They'd stuck five huge holes in me!

This blood could make a pot of hairy blood tofu!

He's so tiny, when has he ever suffered like this

The more Wu Ling thought about it, the angrier she became, and the angrier she became, the more wronged she felt.

He looked at the corpse in front of him, its mouth still wide open, grinning wickedly at itself, and he felt even angrier.

Hahaha, laughing at you!

The elderly gentlemen's psychological resilience is quite remarkable.

Now Wu Ling's heart was filled with anger and disgust, but fear was like urine that had been released—there wasn't a drop left.

He watched as the female corpse, contorted and clawing, lunged at him. Instead of dodging, he met her attack head-on.

He gritted his teeth against the pain, sucked his tongue several times, and then, like spitting out watermelon seeds, he spat a mouthful of blood onto the face of the female corpse.

"Poof—"

And when he spat all the blood from the tip of his tongue onto the face of the female corpse.

A venomous and piercing scream suddenly rang out beside his ear.

"Ah!"

When the exposed skin of the female corpse came into contact with the blood on her tongue, a large plume of white smoke erupted with a bang.

A foul, rotten and burnt stench emanated from her body.

The corpse's already hideous face, in an instant, looked like a trampled sweet potato, constantly puffing out white smoke. It was black and red, and even pus was oozing out.

She froze in place, her black-haired arms covering her horrifying face, screaming with a mixture of anguish and rage.

Wu Ling saw this move was effective, her eyes lit up, she licked her tongue several times, then picked up a wooden splinter beside her and fiercely spat it onto the blood in her mouth.

He held a wooden stake in his hand, staring at the female corpse glaring angrily at him. He gritted his teeth.

Damn it, die with your face toward the sky, if you don't die, you'll live forever! Let's go for it!

Thankfully, this female corpse had just awakened recently, only displaying the most basic characteristics of a black zombie.

Perhaps seeing the popularity, he suddenly pretended to be dead, his cultivation level was not high.

A few moments later.

Wu Ling's face was ashen, and she scrambled out of a hole only twenty centimeters wide, using her hands and feet.

Just as he poked his head out of the cave, a bolt of lightning over two meters long suddenly struck down from the dim sky.

A brilliant white light suddenly illuminated the sky, followed by a sudden rumble of thunder.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The deafening sound nearly made Wu Ling recoil again, fortunately, his long legs finally wedged firmly into the opening, preventing him from taking a nosedive.

"Holy crap, that scared the living daylights out of me."

Wu Lingxin muttered with lingering fear, because her left arm was injured and she couldn't use much force with one hand.

His body could only crawl like a caterpillar, puffing and straining with every inch.

Thanks to his habit of going for evening runs and practicing Tai Chi with Old Man Lu and Old Man Mo from next door, he's in pretty good shape. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to climb up at all.

Wu Ling climbed up, but because of excessive blood loss, she felt dizzy and fainted to the ground, gasping for breath.

The hole in his shoulder continued to ooze blood, the bright red staining his white shirt.

Because of excessive blood loss, his face turned pale, making the red mole at the corner of his eye even more vibrant.king down, the surrounding space felt like it had reached its highest temperature and wasn't rising any further.And yet, this stairwell, like a chasm, seemed to have no end in sight, stretching endles...