Chapter 54: - Skeleton Carrying a Bamboo sedan chair

Three days later, the outskirts of Wuyin City.

There were huge and weird cracks on the earth, and the wind roared out from the ground.

Some of the cracks were filled with a strange grey-green liquid, while others had magma boiling and warping.

However, between the cracks, there were many places where people could pass through.

In some places, there were even all sorts of weeds growing all over the place.

A weird corpse with two human heads wobbled out from inside the city, stepped into the grass, and suddenly, countless thin roots violently emerged from the ground, entangling the corpse’s feet.

“Ooh!!!”

The corpse roared furiously, and with a hard lift of its right foot, the body stumbled and fell to the ground.

What was even more frightening was that, more roots stretched out under the ground, entangling the corpse from head to toe, the corpse’s body, part of the accelerated decay, turning into turbid liquid, and infiltrating in threads, with the plant roots, it also swallowed.

Moreover, its body was sinking slowly, and the remaining pieces of meat and skeletons are dragged into the ground together. The surrounding weeds moved away as if they could move, and when the corpse sank, the surrounding weeds slowly gathered.

Obviously, this was a swamp, and it was hiding terrifying mutant plants. But on the surface, it was normal and calm and looked like normal ground. There were a few beautiful flowers growing on it, and some butterflies, whose beauty was not inferior to that of the Goddess of Light, were dancing and sucking nectar between the flowers.

Hundreds of meters away from this place, there was a large area of ruins.

When the apocalypse came, the ground cracked, the buildings moved, and the tall buildings collapsed, forming large mountains of garbage.

At the bottom of the mountain, a voice came out, “Don’t run!!!”

A young man, wearing a helmet and protective clothing, with a short gun in his left hand and a long knife in his right hand, and a backpack behind his back. He yelled while running. A corpse came out of the area, and was easily blown up by the gun in his left hand, or had his head cut off with a knife in his right, showing extraordinary force.

In front of him, there was an escape plant.

At first glance, it was a very common “dwarf holly”, neatly cut and quite beautiful, but on top of this “holly” tree, there were three beautiful red camellias, and there were two forks, actually grew two suspected “ginseng flowers”.

Its roots were completely off the ground, just like an animal’s small legs, and it was running fast on the ground, with pieces of mud falling from its roots.

The man shouted as he chased after it, the plant ran for a while, slowed down a bit, and violently thrust its roots into the inside of a corpse on the side of the road, and in just an instant, the corpse suddenly deflated in a small circle, as if it had sucked something off.

Swoosh!!!

A small flying knife came from behind and shot down some leaves of the “Dwarf Holly”, scaring it to run away again.

“Damn it, stop right there! How come you’re so good at running, if you run again I’ll drop the bomb.” The man in the back threatened.

Unfortunately, the mutant plant didn’t seem to have developed a spiritual mind yet, and couldn’t understand it at all, but just continued to flee forward.

But when it turned a corner of Trash Mountain, the mutant plant suddenly stiffened and stopped.

“Haha, now you can’t run, right? If you run again, it won’t fall into my hands obediently…”

Halfway through the young man’s words, he also stiffened abruptly, his eyes staring straight ahead.

That mutant plant was enveloped by a black mist, and then a cold light flashed, and the plant was cut off at the waist.

Then, a tattered corpse walked out from around the corner, behind this corpse there were three skeletons.

Those three skeletons were carrying knives with one hand, and, all of them were carrying a bamboo pole on their shoulders.

“Bamboo sedan chair?” The young man was taken aback.

It was a simple sedan chair made of bamboo.

It is also called a 'sliding pole”, but it was not carried by two or four people, but by three skeletons, one wide in front and two narrow at the back.

The sedan chair was very crude, covered with a piece of rain cloth with a few drops of water on it, as if it had been rained on not long ago. It was hard for outsiders to see who was inside the sedan chair.

The three skeletons walked step by step, their bones creaking and certain joints were a bit worn.

What made the young man feel odd was when he also heard a strange voice coming from the sedan chair.

“Hohohohohohoho!!!”

“Ahhhhhh~~I am ashamed, I will drag him!!”

The young man looked confused.

It seemed… someone was playing games in the sedan chair?

No, an illusion, it must be an illusion.

He took a few subconscious steps back.

He gripped the gun in his hand and pointed it at the ground in front of him.

In the post-apocalyptic world, this meant “on guard”. If you point the muzzle directly at the target, it is hostility and you can go to war directly. The muzzle is pointed at the ground in front, that is, you can raise the muzzle to fire at any time, or you can lower the muzzle at any time to turn the enemy into a friend.

This young man, just the muzzle of the gun pointed at the ground in front of him, his body slowly retreated.

The sedan chair stopped abruptly and a hoarse voice came out of the palanquin, “Stop!!!”

The young man’s head was sweating with cold sweat, his footsteps were slightly paced, and suddenly, his body reversed and flipped, avoiding behind a remnant wall, and was about to turn around and flee, when he suddenly saw the black mist emerge.

The large mass of black mist condensed in front of the young man and transformed into human form.

“Ah!!!”

He subconsciously waved his long sword and brushed off a few random slashes.

“Hey, dare to slash the nether messenger of the deity, you are so courageous, you are not afraid of death?” The hoarse voice came from the sedan chair behind.

The young man drew a breath of cold air, and found that the “messenger of the underworld” was not injured at all, still standing quietly in front of him, and could not help taking a few steps backwards.

The sedan chair carried by the skeleton was at the back, he didn’t dare to turn around and fight, but his teeth were chattering, “Senior… senior, senior, I, I don’t know that the one just now, is your phantom messenger…”.

“If an apology works, why do you need the police to come?” The voice from the sedan chair came.

The young man’s teeth chattered: “You, you, and what do you want?”

“This seat is about to enter the city, you lead the way ahead, runaways, die!!”

As soon as the voice fell, the three skeletons raised their swords, and the figure of the man in front of the black mist suddenly rose up and became a huge skull shape, and then slowly turned into a cloak-cloaked scythe-holding “death” of the mist monster, with its mouth wide open and laughing, but not the slightest sound came out.

To be honest, that “death” is not at all image, a bit strange, but the black mist, under the circumstances, more frightening.

“I, I’ll lead the way.”

“Good, the one who knows what’s good for him, let’s go.” There was a voice from the sedan chair.

That person was none other than Ye Yang.

In fact, he had returned to the outskirts of Wuyin City most of the day ago, but it was difficult to enter as there were dangers everywhere. Ye Yang also met two men who were travelling together, and asked them about it, but they were pointed to the wrong way, and his reanimated “corpse” stepped into the swamp, and if Ye Yang hadn’t asked the skeleton to pull him back, the “reanimated corpse” would have been lost.

So, when he met this young man, he used a scare tactic to let him lead the way.

He didn’t ask the man’s name, withdrew the ghostly mist, and returned this spiritual energy, allowing the three skeletons to continue to carry the sedan chair, following the man forward.

“Uh… it’s okay to lead the way, that… the corpse of the mutant plant just now…”

“You want it?”

“Yes, yes.”

“What’s it for?”

“Its flowers can make hallucinogenic potions that make you temporarily forget the pain.”

“Oh?” Ye Yang would believe it.

“You’re not so bold as to bargain with this seat. But… take it away.”

Ye Yang was not familiar with that plant at all, and he was not sure about the value of the plant geometry, just in case this thing was some kind of poisonous thing, he took it, a carelessness could easily cause trouble, simply generous.

The man was grateful, put away the flowers of the mutant plant, and brought Ye Yang around the city in seven turns before entering the city.

There were no surprises along the way, but from time to time he heard voices coming from far away in the city, the sound of gunfire, the “treasure hunters” in Wuyin City, compared to half a month ago, there may be many more.

Arriving at the place where he had first met Zhou Na and the others before, Ye Yang recognized the road around him and said to the young man, “You are very sensible and didn’t run away. Let’s go… Before you randomly slashed this seat’s ‘Phantom Messenger’, let’s leave it at that.”

“Thank you, thank you, senior.” The man appeared to be grateful.

When the man left, Ye Yang summoned the system menu and looked at it.

“Skill proficiency of Summoning Skeleton is almost full, almost ready to go up to level two, it really is easier to improve than other skills.”

Let the skeleton cast aside the sedan chair and travelled along the road to the south of the city.

Before long, he returned to the building where he had lived with Zhou Na and others for many days.

When he looked up, Ye Yang’s face suddenly changed.

Outside the window of that office, there were two long streaks of white paint that hung straight down and stained the wall, making it very conspicuous.

This is the promise Ye Yang made with Zhou Na and the others before he returned to the present world, in case he hadn’t arrived back yet, if any change happened to them here and they had to move, they would pour the white paint on the pre-existing holes in the window, and as soon as the plugs were pulled out, the white paint would flow out from the ends of the window, leaving clear lizard obvious traces on the outer wall.

Apparently, they had met with an emergency and had moved on, out of the way.

“What’s happened?”

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