Chapter 1: A lonely city thousands of miles away
Chu Zhongxing killed a wolf alone.

This was something Chu Zhongxing had never thought of in his life.

He is not a member of the Slide God Cult, and he has not drunk three bowls of wine.

He just picked up a piece of blue amber when he was exploring the jungle with his sister. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a barren desert.

The wolf that Chu Zhongxing killed was an old wolf that was even skinnier than the internet-famous wolf from Hoh Xil. However, even such an old wolf that was driven out by the wolf pack almost took Chu Zhongxing's life.

Fortunately, adrenaline said it would work, so Chu Zhongxing used a dagger to kill the old wolf.

"Damn, luckily I brought dragon scales this time."

Chu Zhongxing, who was limping towards the distant city, spat fiercely.

The full name of Long Lin is Bai Pi Dagger Long Lin. It is a dagger that he spent a lot of money to make. It has been sharpened and its current record is 1-0.

In the modern society where even carrot knives are condemned, let alone carrying a dagger with you when you go out, even if you search for a dagger on Taobao, it won’t be displayed to you.

The reason Chu Zhongxing was able to carry dragon scales on his body this time was purely because this jungle expedition was close to home and the purpose was not exploration.

"It's a pity to date your sister."

"This is an e-sports girl who can crawl under the table, and she's also a ZZJ."

Chu Zhongxing distracted himself to relieve the pain from being bitten by the old wolf.

A wolf is a wolf.

Even a skinny old wolf almost took Chu Zhongxing's life.

The whistling wind carried sand and hit his face, causing severe pain. Chu Zhongxing stepped on the yellow-brown dirt road, glanced at the city at the end of his field of vision, and stopped to take a breath.

Wangshan is a dead horse.

Chu Zhongxing had long seen the city looming in the distance, but he didn't expect that after walking for more than an hour, the city was still at the end of his sight.

"What the hell is this place?"

Chu Zhongxing took out a piece of blue amber from his pocket. It was this thing that suddenly brought him from the familiar mountains and forests to the desert Gobi.

The color of the blue amber is like the intersection of the sky and the sea. When you put the blue amber under the sun, you will find it strange and gorgeous, which is very charming.

But Chu Zhongxing had no idea of ​​appreciating the blue amber at this moment. He tossed the blue amber around, rolled his eyes twice, and placed the blue amber on his wound.

"This thing brought me here, so it should be able to acknowledge its master by dripping blood."

Waves of pain came over him, and Chu Zhongxing watched without blinking as the bright red blood completely soaked the blue amber. After a few breaths, Chu Zhongxing's eyes blurred and a line of text appeared in front of him.

[Please find a suitable location to build a resurrection pool. 】

"Resurrection pool?"

Chu Zhongxing was even more confused than when he saw the old wolf pounce on him. What the hell is a resurrection pool?

"Could this thing bring back the dead to life?"

Chu Zhongxing's spirits lifted. He put the blue amber that was completely soaked in his blood in his pocket and limped towards the distant city.

The river was filled with gravel as big as bowls, and the wind was blowing the stones all over the ground.

The desert Gobi environment is extremely harsh.

Chu Zhongxing walked with difficulty to a place not far from the city. Looking at the reddish-brown city and the moat that had long dried up and was filled with sand and dust, his eyes went dark and he fell heavily to the ground.

On the city wall, the sentries guarding the city saw Chu Zhongxing fall to the ground and couldn't help but become agitated. About a cup of tea later, the city gate was lowered with a loud bang, and a team of soldiers went out of the city to drag the unconscious Chu Zhongxing into the city. The city gate was then closed again with a loud bang.

Mottled earth walls, rotten beams, and flickering candlelight.

Chu Zhongxing opened his eyes, feeling extremely hungry and thirsty. He struggled to sit up from a stone bed, and an old voice came:

"woke up?"

"Who?" Chu Zhongxing was startled. He looked around quickly and found a person sitting with his back to him on the Eight Immortals Table not far away, flipping through a book.

"Young man, how long has it been since I last saw you?"

The old man turned around, and with the help of the dim light, Chu Zhongxing could see clearly that the old man in front of him had a head full of white hair. There was a scar through his right eye, which looked very hideous at first glance.

"Fifty years? Sixty years? Seventy years?"

"I can't remember clearly. I can't remember clearly."

The old man slowly stood up and came to the stone bed, with a hint of expectation in his cloudy eyes:
"Young man, are you the reinforcements of the Imperial Merchants, here to support us old bones?"

Imperial Merchants reinforcements?

Does this city belong to the Imperial Merchants?

What dynasty was Emperor Shang? Could it be the Shang Dynasty?
Hiss, did I encounter the Shang Dynasty in my physical body?

No, the Shang Dynasty had scrolls? Shouldn't they be tortoise shells or bamboo slips?

In this instant, Chu Zhongxing's mind was working frantically, judging the environment deep inside him.

Seeing Chu Zhongxing didn't speak, the old man with the scar sighed heavily, shook his head slightly, and said to himself:

"You are alone, you don't have any 'legend' of the Imperial Merchants, and you don't have any items related to the Imperial Merchants. How could you be the reinforcements of the Imperial Merchants?"

"Eighty-three years, Emperor. We have been stationed in Yancheng for eighty-three years. Have you forgotten us?"

The flesh on the scarred old man's face kept trembling. Chu Zhongxing looked at the old man in front of him who looked very strong, his eyes full of disbelief.

Guarding the border for eighty-three years? So this scarred old man in front of me is at least eighty-three years old?
hiss!
After a few breaths, the old man with the scar adjusted his mood. He put his hands behind his back and looked at Chu Zhongxing with a turbid gaze: "How can a mortal with no cultivation pass through the barbarian country and come to my Yancheng."

"Who are you and what do you do?"

The old man with the scar paused, as if he felt his words were too harsh, and he softened his tone: "Looking at your clothes, although they are extremely strange, they are made of high-quality materials. I guess your family background must be quite good."

"Judging from your appearance and clothing, you are not a barbarian. I have also tested your bloodline and you are not a demon in disguise."

"Who are you and why are you here in Yancheng?"

The scarred old man's face darkened, and a terrifying aura emanated from him. Chu Zhongxing seemed to be held down by a pair of invisible hands, unable to move.

这 是
Fantasy world?

Chu Zhongxing, who couldn't even lift a finger, not only did not show any fear, but his eyes were filled with excitement and excitement.

He, Chu Zhongxing, actually traveled to a fantasy world in his physical body.

No wonder you were able to guard Yancheng for eighty-three years, it turns out you are not a human being at all!

Facing the question from the scarred old man, Chu Zhongxing spoke with difficulty:
"Senior, why do you have to worry about my identity?
I am neither a barbarian nor a demon, which means I am not your enemy."

Chu Zhongxing forced a smile and said, "I am not your enemy. I think this huge Yancheng should be able to accommodate an unarmed mortal like me."

The old man with the scar listened to Chu Zhongxing's words and suddenly laughed out loud: "Stay in Yancheng, hahahaha, there are actually people willing to stay in this lonely city!"

"Young man, do you know what it means to stay in Yancheng?"

The old man with the scar did not answer directly. His face showed both pride and bitterness:
"Come with me, maybe you'll know where this place is."

Climbing up from the stone bed, Chu Zhongxing unexpectedly found that the pain in his body had disappeared, and even the places where he was bitten by the old wolf had scars and were no longer bleeding.

As for the feet that were worn out from excessive walking, they have long since recovered.

"Did I take any medicine during the time I was unconscious?"

Chu Zhongxing became even more certain that he had come to a fantasy world. He quickly followed the old man with the scar and walked out of the room.

(End of this chapter)