Perspective Medical Emperor

Chapter 732

Run, run!
Run all the way!
Along the way, Tang Jingtian was running wildly.

First was riding a bicycle, then an electric car, then a motorcycle, and now, a car.

Of course, these cars are old cars he snatched, and after some technical processing, people can't find them at all.

There is only one belief in his heart, which is to leave Nanjiang City as soon as possible.

Because he knew that since that night, this Nanjiang city must be dominated by Li Zhen.

And he was just a bereaved dog, running wildly, trying to escape for his life.

Because his dantian was abolished, he was helpless, so he had to use these vehicles to quickly escape from this city that made him sad and painful.

Now, at this moment.

He headed north all the way to the foot of a big mountain, and this old Jetta was almost out of gas.

But he didn't have much left, just enough to have a quick snack.

It seems that only the inside of the mountain is the safest.

He knew that even if he died, no one would pity him.

He was originally an outcast of the Tang family. Because of his intersex status, his close relatives despised him because he lost their ugliness.

The entire Tang family seemed to regard him as an ominous thing and wanted to drive him away quickly.

Now, he didn't need them to drive him away, he just fled on his own, the farther the better, the more remote the better.

Looking at the pointer of the oil gauge that had reached the bottom of the red grid, Tang Jingtian estimated that the car could still go for dozens of kilometers, so he speeded up and rushed towards the depths of the mountain.

The mountain road is rugged, and twilight is beginning to fall.

The huge mountain is like the mouth of a giant beast, and it is dark and frightening.

Tang Jingtian hasn't eaten for almost half a day, and has been driving.

Now, he felt hungry and thirsty, as if his chest was pressed against his back.

However, he is not afraid, as long as he leaves the place where there are people, his courage will grow up.

In the past, he also spent a period of time in the deep mountains and old forests, so he practiced good kung fu.

This time, he wanted to go into the mountains again, looking for miracles.

He believes that only in the deep mountains and old forests can there be real peerless masters.

Now that his martial arts are useless, he can only live in the mountains like a wild dog.

It is almost impossible to recover kung fu.

Finally, when it came to a place with a steep cliff and a deep valley, the old Jetta squeaked, turned off, and lay still.

In this place where there is no shop in front and no village behind, Tang Jingtian is in a hurry.

However, there was no other way, so I had to pack up my luggage, and with some simple equipment, I abandoned the car and walked, heading further into the mountains.

Borrowing the light of the stars and the moon, he walked up and down for an unknown amount of time until he came to a bright place.

This made him overjoyed, excited, and rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, his feet were empty, and his whole body fell straight down. The momentary weightlessness made him scream in fear, and then his whole body burst into hatred, as if he had been pierced by something, and he passed out.

……

I don't know how long it took, Tang Jingtian gradually woke up, opened his eyes and saw that the room was full of golden yellow.

Taking a closer look, the golden yellow turned orange again, but it was the light from a kerosene lamp.

"You're awake!"

A voice seemed to come out of hell, distant and gloomy, as if there was no human emotion at all.

"Am I dead? Where is this place? Is it the underworld?"

"You're only half right. You're almost dead, but this is not the underworld, it's still the underworld."

That weird voice rang in my ears again.

He glanced sideways, and suddenly his hair stood on end, and he yelled in fright, "Ghost!"

Because he saw a face, a face full of scars, criss-crossed, and he couldn't see where the eyes were, where the nose was, and where the mouth was.

Only those two eyes are extremely old, lonely, and indifferent, as if they can see through everything in the world.

The thinning hair, like dry straw, stood on top of his forehead, as ugly as it could be.

This man was wearing a big black cloth, he looked very much like a great wizard in the West.

It's a pity that Tang Jingtian couldn't move his whole body, not even his fingers, so he could only lie down like this. Fortunately, his neck was still able to move.

It's just that he was so scared that he was about to die.

I have never seen such a terrible person in my life.

"Yes, I am a ghost, but you are my ghost who saved you. Chatter..."

The man let out a strange laugh, and then disappeared suddenly.

This made Tang Jingtian feel even more incredible.

Because it is impossible for people to disappear out of thin air, only ghosts can do it.

So he decided that the man was a ghost, and an extremely ugly ghost at that.

"Could it be that I'm really dead?"

Tang Jingtian couldn't help feeling sad, almost crying.

He had a lot of misfortune since he was a child, and he lived alone all his life. Unexpectedly, he ended up in a strange place.

"You didn't die, we died."

Suddenly, someone spoke slowly again.

Tang Jingtian looked sideways, and was so frightened that he couldn't help crying out.

Because he saw four men, all naked, only wearing small underpants.

This is all fine.

What is abnormal is that the sides of the four people's bodies seem to have been split open with a knife, and then stitched together again with needles and threads.

Moreover, it seemed that some places were not stitched properly, so blood flowed out and flowed on the body, which was extremely terrifying.

One of the four men is about 80 years old, the other is 60 years old, and the other two are about 23 or [-] years old.

Except for the old man, the other four had incomplete limbs, either missing legs or missing arms.

Luckily, they all have prosthetic limbs, which allow them to keep their balance and prevent them from falling.

It's just that there is no expression on their faces, they are completely like wood carvings, dull and weird.

Even the eyes are dull and empty.

In this way, Tang Jingtian was not so afraid.

He thought he was dead anyway, so how could he still be afraid.

Besides, although it's a bit weird here, I believe I can adapt quickly.

Suddenly, the previous voice came again, "Xiao Zhao, bring the porridge and feed it to the guests."

"Hey." A young man moved his lips and made a normal voice.

He turned around and walked back, his movements were extremely sluggish and blunt, like a robot.

The other three people stepped forward slowly, and another young man pulled his lips lightly and said, "Hello, welcome here, my name is Li Xiaowu."

The middle-aged man also said, "My name is Li Xingnan."

Not to be outdone, the old man said, "My name is Qin Buchou."

The voices of the three were normal, but their expressions were all too rigid, as if someone was speaking behind them.

But Tang Jingtian didn't care, he was a dead person, what else did he care about.

So, he also opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "My name is Tang Jingtian..."

(End of this chapter)