Chapter 1 Golden Palm

On the cold steel plate, the general consciousness is in a trance. At one moment, his eyes seemed to open for a moment, and his consciousness became clear for a while.

The image I saw was that more than a dozen silvery metal arms were busy on his body, as if they were treating the wound. This is a room made of silver and white metal.

The broken part of the body is controlled by a mechanical hand, such as sharp knives and small hooks, which are connected after cutting the muscles. The chest was penetrated and sewn tightly by thin threads. It's a strange situation.

In an in anna na jian, he only felt stiff all over and couldn't feel the pain, as if his body didn't belong to him.

In his memory, when his elite killer was smashed by the meridians of the three dragon tail killers in Qingshanlou, he encountered a big ship falling, landslide and cracked red flames, and then fell into a coma and knew nothing. At this time, it is even more unclear why in this damn place.

These thoughts did not last long. They only persisted for a while, and they lost consciousness again.

"Do whatever you like." This is the idea before the deep coma, and the baby Pu Dao is still held in his hand.

.........

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his mind. He wanted to shout, but unfortunately, he couldn't shout anything. His undressed body trembled slightly. Each muscle is beating and twisting, and the sound of tendons coming from time to time. The sound of bone friction like pop beans sounded, and the ears were sour. This kind of abnormality is like Xuanwu, which has been pressed under the stone tablet for ten thousand years, and wants to lift the shackles to be born.

I don't know how long it will take, maybe a breath or a few hours, and the abnormality will slowly disappear.

The dark eyelashes trembled, which was very difficult, but opened their eyes very firmly.

First, a fine crack appears, slowly open it wide, adapt to the darkness, and until it is fully opened. The pupils in the eyes are dark and deep, like an abyss. Looking at these eyes, you won't think this is a 17- or 18-year-old man, you will only think that this is a ten-year-old ghost crawling out of the nine hell. It's gloomy and cold, which is the feeling of these eyes.

The deep eyes slowly blinked, like the feeling of a pool of spring water being blown by the wind. The vitality slowly and unstoppably rippled out of this blink, and the vitality revived in the ripples.

The eyes are no longer so dark, and there is a feeling of living people. Fang is an old ghost, and now he is a living person.

The lungs fluctuated up and down, breathing violently like a dehydrated fish, and the uncomfortable feeling of suffocation filled every cell of his body.

"Ah...!" Bansu shouted and turned over and sat up.

Like the rebirth of the demon king, such as the nirvana of the phoenix beast, struggling to return from the underworld of death.

The slightly stiff palm rubbed his face hard, and his eyes were confused except for luck. Switching from the state of standing corpse to the living state, his eyes are not used to it, and it is dark.

consciously, he held his right hand and felt the familiar knife handle. He touched it down and directly touched the knife surface, knowing that the scabbard had fallen.

Suddenly falling into darkness, ordinary people have long been panicked. But Bansu's killer career is not for nothing. He is very calm. The initial dark ink slowly adapted to a trace, reached out to cover his eyes, blinked secretly, and slowly adapted.

Soon after, the light came again and the eyes became clear. He hurriedly looked around and was shocked.

He is in the middle of a mountain, facing the west. The red sun is about to fall into the abyss, and the night is about to come. I feel cold. When I look down, I want to curse. I don't know when it's reasonable to run naked in the mountains? Flowers bloom in front of the hotel.

Bansu is very curious. There are strange things in his memory, and why he came to this unknown mountain after waking up. Looking at the wound on my body, it was sewn with silk thread. It looked like a broken thing had just been glued to one place. I was even more shocked. I didn't understand this kind of abnormality on my body? However, it was true that the injury was under control, and he was still secretly happy.

The grunt came from the clear part of his abdominal muscles, and the extreme hunger almost made him faint. This is definitely a situation where you haven't eaten for three or four days. There is no internal strength, and he is already an ordinary person.

Food must be supplemented. If it goes on like this, you will starve to death. Bansu clenched the knife in his hand.

Without internal strength, I can't consume internal strength to maintain life. I feel that my hungry chest is close to my back. He was dizzy. If his firm will had not worked, he would have been unconscious.

Looking around, the surrounding trees are lush, but there is no one. As he was observing the environment, his body suddenly shook, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

A set of black clothes and a pair of strange shoes, just under a tree in the distance. The most surprising thing is that the scabbard left behind was pressed on the clothes, as if someone had deliberately placed it and was waiting for him to pick it up.

Suppressing the joy in my heart, I got up, tentatively moved my footsteps, and the feeling of weakness was overwhelming. I crawled to the place where the clothes were placed, and I felt weaker than the newborn. Bend down to pick up the scabbard and check it. His eyes condensed, and there was inexplicably a golden palm pattern on the scabbard. This pattern rises from the metal part in the middle of the scabbard and looks very discordant with the surrounding patterns and cannot form a whole with other patterns.

"What's going on?"

He puzzledly touched the palm pattern, and as his palm touched it, a change appeared that he could not understand. This palm pattern is golden, and the shining night can't open its eyes.

At this time, the palm pattern seems to be alive, turning into ** and invading from the pores of the skin. The process is very fast, only one-tenth of a second. Bansu's eyes were narrowed by the strong light, and this scene could not be observed, and there was no abnormal feeling when touching the skin here.

The golden light dissipated, and he was shocked. He looked down and almost jumped up again.

"What about the palm pattern, what about the golden palm? The pattern above the scabbard is gone. Is it my eyes? I can't."

The scabbard was turned upside down, and there was no trace, and the doubt in his heart was deeper.

He didn't notice that there was a faint golden palm mark on his chest and heart, which looked like a birthmark. Not only that, there is also a faint font on it. Unfortunately, at this time, I was both nervous and hungry, and I didn't notice this abnormality.

Without thinking about the clothes on the floor, put on the underwear and coat in the right way.

After putting his feet in black socks into his black leather shoes, he was suddenly stunned.

"Huh, how can you put on these strange clothes so naturally? That's strange."

Wearing clothes is completely natural. I really didn't think much about it. I don't understand why I put on this strange outfit without any discomfort at all?

"Forget it, you can't be bare. Let's make do with it first. After going out of the mountain, and then think about getting a normal coat."

I can't figure it out, so I don't think about it.

............

Signal waves pass through invisible channels in the air and enter the heavy metal bulkhead at the speed of light. This signal is invisible but real. It falls into a sealed space hidden by a heavy metal door in the middle of the mountain peak. The metal floor emits a silver luster. In the squeak, the jagged metal plate is separated to both sides, like a ferocious beast opening its mouth.

In the light blue luster shines, the spherical object jumps out of it, and the blue light flashes. This large round ball of unknown material is suspended in mid-air, and tens of thousands of small grids appear on the surface. Each grid has a time mark of flow per second.

The current sneered, and one of the pictures was magnified. Soon, this picture separated from the photosphere and formed a light curtain with a light blue border before the photosphere, which was about ten feet long and five feet wide.

The confused stay in the mountains is clearly presented on the light curtain. Even the sweat pores are clear.

The light blue light on the photosphere suddenly rose, and countless purple-red and silver-white sequence symbols flowed on it, which were deduced hundreds of millions of times in ten thousandth of seconds. Small red forks appear on the surface of the ball.

The light blue serial number continues to be deduced... Finally, 30% of the data appears in all the separated small grids on the surface of the ball.

The light blue light went out, the light curtain was broken, and the cabin fell into deep darkness. A command composed of a sequence of symbols suddenly spread along the void path.

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Put the knife on. Bansu fell down and was about to fall off.

The sun is as red as blood.

I lay on the mountain road, unable to move, and have no strength to enjoy the beautiful sunset.

At this time, I haven't eaten for a few days. Although I can't die, it is the weakest time in my life.

Obviously, he is already in the deep mountains and old forests, with wild vegetables everywhere and pheasants flying around. As long as he has a little strength, he can get food, but he can't move at all. This is like a newborn kitten with a large piece of braised fish in its mouth, but can't eat fish because it has no teeth. Bansu is so depressed that he almost goes crazy.

There is no hairy food on the mountain road. If you are hungry, you are hungry. If you are not an immortal, you can't help eating. Otherwise, just wait to starve to death.

Generally speaking, a man will starve to death if he doesn't eat or drink for seven days. At this time, he is exhausted.

At this time, I especially envied the successful monks. It is said that a great practitioner who reaches the realm of heaven and earth can meet the needs of life by eating once every ten days and a half months.

If you are trapped in the Jedi, you will not die if you don't eat or drink for three years. The vitality, tut..., is tenacious and comparable to prehistoric cockroaches.

Compaing with others, I feel that I am not even as good as ants.

His stomach is rustling, reminding him of how hungry he is from time to time. He misses the delicious mountain delicacies he had eaten in the past, but he knew that he could only take the forbidden medicine in a hurry.

[ps: The new book set sail, I hope the book friends will support it, collect more, and thank you with blood flowers.]