Chapter 1 – Entering The Wilderness

Xu Bing opened his eyes.

His surrounding was permeated with dense darkness this was unable to be dissolved, a strange smell of fish and mutton kept infiltrating into his throat.

He was not at the usual bed he always slept at.

Xu Bing reached out his hand and touched his lower body, his palms were wet. He was actually laying on an icy cold shallow pool and the pool was only as deep as half a finger, yet it was cold to the bones. The feeling was very real, not like a dream.

Brush——

Like a flock of sheep, a white light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes, stinging Xu Bing's eyes until it was painful. He reached out to block the light, yet a voice came out from within the white light and powerless echoed: "…… You are here."

A dagger fell in front of Xu Bing, after a bright and loud crackling, the weak as if it was submerged by water male voice once again rang,: "You must kill him."

Xu Bing: "……Who?"

The male voice answered: "Meng Zhong Guang."

Xu Bing was having a splitting headache, he could not understand what was the situation right now.

He only felt that "Meng Zhong Guang" this name was extremely familiar, but yet he forgot where he heard it from.

He decided to refine his own question, making it more precise: "Who are you?"

The male voice said: "I am the knowledge of the three realms."

Xu Bing: "……"

Listening to the voice, this knowledge of the three realms most likely must have contracted tuberculosis, his life was not long, if he does not seize the time and ask something out, who knows if he will die later.

Xu Bing endured his headache, just when he opened his mouth and wanted to clarify the situation, his voice silted into cotton candy, struck in his throat.

…… he finally remembered who is Meng Zhong Guang.

In the eyes of his neighbors and outsiders, Xu Bing was a lewd thief, an alien and a maverick. He preferred to be on the left side of the road, he looked at all kind of girls, he can read any types of books and he loves to make friends with all sort of people. He was nuttiness and wilful, happy and unrestrained, occasionally playing some spiritual tricks, earning some money.

When he has ample of money, he will spend greatly, just to listen to a song; when he has little, but he will not be upset, at most he will knead the soils into the shape of ingots, for his self-entertainment.

Fortunately, his family particularly pampered him, and let him wander all day long.

Xu Bing find time hanging heavily on his hands, he read a lot of storybooks, and so he started writing some of his thoughts.

And Meng Zhong Guang was one of Xu Bing's uncompleted book's villain, with unparalleled beauty, heartless and cruel.

It was strange to say, Meng Zhong Guang this name, had been appearing in his dreams from the beginning. When Xu Bing woke up, he will be drenched in a body of sweats, yet he had long forgotten the content of his dream, but only the name of this person.

After waking up, he lifted his pen and start writing this story, the writing process was rather smooth, not more than a month, he wrote close to ten thousands of words.

This story basically has no righteous and decent people, this story tells about a group of evil spirits and demons escaping the wilderness.

Father had looked at his ma.n.u.script before, he asked him what exactly does he wants to write.

Xu Bing replied: "Writing for fun."

Father was helpless, he ordered him to study well, and Xu Bing was, as usual, mouth full of promises, yet he never changes.

The ma.n.u.script was only written halfway, and Xu Bing was pulled by the weak lungs(1) knowledge of the three realms into this world from his dream.

Weak lungs said: "You have seriously disrupted the world's context. Now, the demons in the wilderness are just like what you had written, ready to make trouble, with the intention to escape and bring misfortunate to the world.”

The dagger that was thrown by him flashed a blue light, Xu Bing's gaze was lured there: "You must use this dagger to kill Meng Zhong Guang who intends to take the lead in defection."

Xu Bing was stunned for a moment before he laughed out: " This lord, did you made a mistake?"

He lifted up his sleeves and showed his right hand.

His right wrist was broken, and above the wrist was an artificial limb made of pear wood.

Xu Ping calmly showed his own defect: “I look like this, you ask me to go in, are you asking me to die in vain?”

Xu Ping still remembered how he set the value of Meng Zhong Guang's combat power in the storybook. He was a spiritual demon born from the aura of heaven and earth. His temperament was as cold as the snow in the mountains, he never once put anyone's life in his eyes.

Someone once offended him, and Meng Zhong Guang was talking and laughing as he peeled off his skin from his back. He extracted his spine completely, ground it into powder, make it into a teapot, and used it to drink tea every day.

Weak lungs coughed twice, unhurriedly said: " There is only one person in this world, he will not overstep any boundary and offend Meng Zhong Guang. I will borrow his skin for you."

Xu Bing found it hilarious: "Then why don't you ask that person to kill Meng Zhong Guang?"

Weak Lungs answered: "He is Meng Zhong Guang's senior brother, As Meng Zhong Guang is unruly hateful, he slaughtered his peer, stolen the magic pills and magic artifacts. He has been judged with poor teaching. Until now, his immortal sacrum had been pulled out, and was banished into the mortal world. He has become a mortal human, and died in the outside world."

Xu Bing: "……"

Weak lungs saw that he was being silent, he chased: " What do you think?"

Xu Bing was straightforward: "I think it's not possible."

This time it was weak lungs being quiet: "……."

After a long while, a force suddenly struck. Xu Bing felt his body getting light, and he was falling behind.

The white light disappeared, the back of his brain pulsed. He did not have any time to react, once again sinking into nothingness.

Weak lung's voice was getting further away in a rapid speed, but the weak voice was like a clock being tolled, one by one knocked into Xu Bing's ears: "If you don't kill him, you will live forever in the wilderness."

Xu Bing exhausted all his strength, and he scolded "your grand uncle"(2).

It was unknown how long he fell, Xu Bing's heart was already numbed, his body was dropped into softness.

He could not sit up.

With a rough estimation, Xu Bing had been flying in the air for at least half an hour, during which he pa.s.sed through a magnificent giant door. Beams of bright colorful lights surrounded him as he swirled, he was dizzy from all the spinning.

When he landed, his ears couldn't smell, his eyes couldn't see. He could only lie flatly.

Suddenly, countless messy information flashed into Xu Bing's mind. He slightly ruminated, and then snorted.

The clips of memory fragment that entered his mind seemed to belong to Meng Zhong Guang's senior brother. However, the strange thing was, he has the same surname as himself, they were both Xu, he was called Xu Xing Zhi.

The clips were quite chaotic, there was only some basic information. Xu Bing revised for half a day, and he can barely make a few points out.

Xu Xing Zhi was from the righteous immortal sect, Fengling Mountain's eldest senior brother. Meng Zhong Guang was a child picked up by Xu Xing Zhi. He followed Xu Xing Zhi's side since young. His spiritual power was low and was frequently bullied. If it was not for Xu Xing Zhi staying by his side protecting him, he could have been probably builled to death by the others disciples.

However, the real ident.i.ty of Meng Zhonguang was a demon, his spiritual power was treacherous. He intentionally pretended to be weak, lurking in Fengling Mountain for many years, only to wait for the opportunity to steal the artifacts placed in the four big immortal gates.

For many years, he painstakingly maneuvered, he used his connections among the major immortal sect to pull people to his side. He used conspiracy to incite defection. He even pulled a group of righteous disciples to his side, for his own use. However, on the night before he succeeded in stealing the artifacts, his conspiracy was revealed. He personally killed his master, and Xu Xing Zhi accidentally became his scapegoat. He was wrongly imprisoned and suffered torture.

Later, the righteous sect was cleaning its yard(3), Meng Zhong Guang together with those disciples who betrayed the sect, was exiled to the wilderness.

The wilderness was a place full of demons and also an unbreakable prison.

Xu Xing Zhi was also regarded as an involved party and was banished to become a mortal.

To kill Meng Zhong Guang, it was not difficult. Just use the dagger with the aura of heaven and earth, aim at the cinnabar in the center of his forehead, and you will be able to end his life.

Xu Bing lay desperately on the ground, thinking, f.u.c.k, I don't think I thought this much when I was writing.

Xu Ping had no interest in talented beauty, hero saving the beauty, or an immortal love story. He simply wanted to write a story different from the norms, a story with the villain as the protagonist.

He didn't even think about creating a back story for his “Meng Zhong Guang” in his book.

Now it seemed that his story and this world's Meng Zhong Guang accidentally coincided. Just like two musical strings, there was no intersection, only because he moved one of them, that it had caused the other string to vibrate, disturbing the world order here.

It was precisely because he and the “Xu Xing Zhi” who had been banished to the mortal world and lost his immortal sacrum were both mortal. Hence, this so-called “knowledge of the three realms” summoned him to come, using his own hands to eliminate Meng Zhong Guang.

Xu Ping, now Xu Xingzhi recovered from his daze, turned over and sat up. His hand was touching around, and he touched a round thing.

He looked down and found that it was a human head.

Xu Xingzhi leaped violently, he astonis.h.i.+ngly realized that within a mile of this place, was a graveyard full of corpses and skeleton bones. Most of them were ripped and shredded, and some red and white things were scattered on the floor.

His sense of smell returned to him at the moment of seeing these corpses. The stench stimulated his brain with stabbing pain, and his stomach was turning like a rough sea.

Fortunately, in the present world, he spent a full three days and three nights in a free estate for the sake of winning one or two silver coins. He lived and ate with the old man guarding the free estate, so he did not fear the corpses that much.

It was just that such a scattered body, he was also seeing it for the first time. It was too exciting for Xu Xing Zhi.

Xu Xing Zhi also described the horrors of people eating people in the wilderness in his book. The so-called “the flesh is like silver, the head can be the lamp” when writing those black and white words, it does not seem to be much, but when all these turned into reality, he could not help but felt disdain.

He resisted the disgust and tried his best as he moved through the gap between the bodies, wanting to escape the graveyard of corpses as soon as possible.

Xu Xing Zhi did not want to see more of the horrible states of these corpses. But not long later, he braked his footsteps as he was face to face with a corpse kneeling.

Instantly, he stood up and did not hesitate to run.

Xu Xingzhi saw that the tear at the corpse was not a bit of a beast, but of a human tooth print.

In other words, the graveyard of corpses here was actually the kitchen of someone in the wilderness.

Xu Xingzhi felt that if he does not leave quickly, he might be lying down there soon.

But in this wilderness, where is he going to find Meng Zhong Guang?

As he was thinking about this problem, Xu Xing Zhi, who escaped a few steps, suddenly heard a roar.

He turned behind and saw a horrible looking humanoid monster. It was chasing him like it was deranged.

Except for the two arms that were actually two sharp razors, the monster's neck below could be considered normal, but his face was like it was torn off and then placed back together again. The nose was on the forehead and the eye was at the original lip position. The other one was on the neck. It looked like a giant candle that doesn't melt completely.

It pa.s.sed through the sea of corpses and ran straight to himself, and countless corpses burst with blood staining on the soles.

Xu Xingzhi loudly scolded and ran wildly.

A deep foot in, a shallow foot out as he pa.s.sed through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. He came to an open s.p.a.ce, randomly selected a direction and rushed off.

Obviously, the monster was not only going to drive Xu Xingzhi out of his territory.

Xu Xing Zhi had run nearly a mile, and it still chasing after Xu Xing Zhi.

The distance between one person and one monster was getting closer.

Xu Xing Zhi was so tired that he was breathing heavily, and he kept paying attention to the situation behind him. When he turned his eyes back, his vision actually sighted a human body that was burned black appearing from the side and was stumbling towards him.

He was targetted by two monsters at the same time. Xu Xing Zhi, who was tired like a dog, thought desperately. He should just simply chose which monster to eat him. At least he could choose it himself, and die with more integrity.

Xu Xing Zhi didn't notice, the monster behind him slowed down, the s.h.i.+fted facial features slightly become distorted and was shaking, watching the black and thin shadow, as in it saw something scary, angry, again it seemed to be scared to the extreme.

In a few moments, it seemed to have made up its mind, roared, changing the target. It rushed toward the charred black human.

In that few moments, Xu Xing Zhi had chosen the black silhouette between the two.

If he was caught by the monster behind, he will be pierced by its two razors, and then thrown into the pile of corpses. His head will be here, and his b.u.t.t will be there, it sounded miserable just thinking about it.

He only ran two steps to the black shadow, before he made contact with the man's gaze.

He was not sure if it was the illusion of Xu Xing Zhi. The man who was so badly burned that he only left a skull, his empty socket actually s.h.i.+ned a slight brilliance, there was panic, there was also worry, and a gentleness that Xu Xingzhi could not understand.

He opened his mouth and there was dark black debris slowly falling on his chin: “…hurry run…”

Xu Xingzhi suddenly stopped his footsteps.

That was the voice of a human.

Despite being burned to the point of being hoa.r.s.e and deformed, Xu Xing Zhi realized that it was a conscious and sober human.

Was it a prisoner who was exiled in the wilderness? Was he seriously injured?

Xu Xing Zhi was thinking as he gave up the intention to send himself to death. He turned direction, and once again rushed away.

The man who was burned black really did not have much strength. After a few moments, he was stunned by Xu Xing Zhi leaving him behind. He stumbled towards Xu Xingzhi's back and chased for a few steps: “… hurry, you hurry run… …”

After that, he stood still and turned to face the razor monster that was rus.h.i.+ng toward him violently, his lips slightly opened.

His figure looked very bleak.

However, looking at the placement of the muscles in his face, it seemed to be a sneer.

Unlike the gentleness he looked at Xu Xing Zhi, he slightly raised his chin and faced the monster, as if he was an elegant and fit adult panther, looking at a mad dog barking.

Just like Xu Xing Zhi couldn't see the expression of the monster at the moment, the monster also couldn't see the action of Xu Xing Zhi.

Xu Xing Zhi did not hear the footsteps of the black shadow chasing up, he then stopped his steps and looked behind him.

The charred black person turned his back to him and was facing the monster. He seemed to be trying to sacrifice himself, blocking a way out for Xu Xingzhi.

His back looked tragic and yet at the same time strong. He was also staggering, like a gust of wind can blow him down.

Xu Xingzhi bit his teeth and touched his chest.

The dagger was lying there. It should be that weak lungs placed on him when he pushed him down.

He pulled out the dagger with his left hand, hiding his backhand behind his back and walked straight toward the monster.

When he walked past the side of the charred black man, he not only did not stop but accelerated his pace.

The black shadow was lost, and he blurted out: “… senior brother??”

Xu Xingzhi had already run up, and the wind whistled into his ears, drowning the sound of the black shadow.

Therefore, he did not hear what the black shadow called him.

The monster had already locked its target on the black shadow, and the prey that escaped halfway once again returned. It was extremely violent and screaming. It raised its left arm made of razor, slas.h.i.+ng in the direction of Xu Xing Zhi. It wanted to settle him as soon as possible.

Xu Xing Zhi raised his right hand to block.

A m.u.f.fled sound of an object being pierced.

Xu Xing Zhi looked at his pear wood palm, which was pierced, and whistled.

Before the monster reacted, he flew up and stepped on the right arm that the monster was swaying about, and used his whole strength to lift up his right hand up and rack up the monster's left arm.

The dagger given by weak lungs to pierced the chest of Meng Zhong Guang was now in the heart of the monster.

Xu Xingzhi quickly pulled out the dagger and jumped to the side.

The monster fell to the ground and was twitching.

Xu Xingzhi was covered with blood spots. He resisted nausea and stepped forward, stepping on the monster's arm and smas.h.i.+ng the b.l.o.o.d.y dagger into the monster's forehead again.

After the monster received the knife, it twitched for a while, and finally died.

Xu Xingzhi's tight muscles had yet to relax, before he heard a dull deep sound from behind him.

Xu Xing Zhi turned back and found that the charred black shadow was already on the ground.

His heart clenched, and he took a few steps in front, and held him in his arms: “Hey!”

The man was weak: “Thirty miles southeast, take me there…”

After he spoke, his head t.i.tled and it looked like he fainted.

In the face of this unfamiliar stranger, Xu Xing Zhi did not think much, he just picked up the dagger and roughly wiped it on his clothes. He disregard the terrible mess of the person as he carefully carried him up and placed him on his back. With many difficulties, he used his good left hand and the broken right hand, to place the man's arms around his neck.

When he was sure that the man on his back was secured, Xu Xing Zhi went towards the southeast.

The southeast direction must have the companions of this person. If he can send this person to that place, he can be considered to earn a big favor. Maybe he can ask where Meng Zhong Guang is, maybe he will run into him at there.

… Father and little sister are still at home, if he has been missing for too long, they naturally will be worried.

He has to go home quickly.

Xu Xing Zhi was pondering, and he did not notice that the charred black man on his back had opened his eyes.

He happily snuggled up on the back of Xu Xing Zhi, silently whispered: “…senior brother…”

The author has something to say: New novel~

Meng Zhong Guang: Senior brother, Senior brother, want piggy back~ want hug hug!

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