My Past Life Simulator

   Known as the Ghost Lake, Laon Cuo Shui dried up for unknown reasons 300 years ago and became barren. But now it is refilled, which is already chilling.

  In addition, the strange dense fog that rose suddenly and quickly diffused made everyone panic and at a loss.

"I, I, I... I have read the documents in the plateau area. It is said... It is said that the local people never approach Laang Co Lake. clear.

   There is a short story recorded in the literature. A long time ago, a traveler who did not know where he came to the lake of Laangcuo. Unbearably thirsty, he couldn't help but bend down and drink the lake water. As a result, in an instant, the evil spirit robbed his soul and lost his life. "

  The first-class survivors, I don’t know who started the science popularization.

  Peers: "Well said, don't say it next time."

  Ghost Lake because of the place of sacrifice, I don’t know what to sacrifice. Laang wrong water is really full of BUFF, which makes everyone’s mentality burst.

   Survivor survived, and guess what?

  Hey, it's early to be happy, and there is a life and death mark waiting to be crossed.

  「Then what should I do? I accidentally choked on water just now, I won’t die!」

  「I...I...Me too...」

   A large group of people were pale and said in horror.

   "Quiet, don't be afraid with me here, the most urgent thing is to swim ashore first."

   "Yes, yes, there is a great lama, what should we be afraid of."

   A group of people looked at the calm lama, and everyone calmed down a little, and their emotions were not as flustered as before.

   "Before the dense fog clears, we are directly in front of the lakeshore, less than a thousand meters away." He Zhao spoke at the right time, reminding everyone.

   In this regard, Shangxuan cast a look that I like you, and then took the lead to swim towards the shore of the lake.

  「Wait...wait a minute?」

  A male voice sounded from behind. Everyone looked back and saw the other party pointing at the wreckage of the plane not far away.

   "There are... there are survivors."

  So, dozens of eyes passed him, and all focused on the wreckage.

  But saw three people, staggeringly stood up from the fuselage, jumped into the lake with a plop, and slowly swam towards them.

   Seeing this, most people were excited.

   Living in a strange environment, of course, the more people the better, the more people the greater the power.

   "I'll pick them up."

  The boy behind the large group turned around and swam towards the three of them.

  「…」

   No, have you always been so brave?

"return!"

  Lama Shangxu turned his head and scolded angrily, but the boy had already swam some distance when he made the sound, I don’t know if he heard it, but he was swimming anyway.

  In the dense fog, everyone could only see the blurred figures of the four people "running in both directions".

   About a minute or so later, the trio of survivors meet the boy.

   Immediately afterwards, the leader of the three stretched out his hand and stroked the top of the other's head, as if to praise him.

  The next second, four people slowly swam towards the large group.

  「No!」

  A well-known and experienced ruthless person almost instantly noticed something was wrong.

  Before, the boy's swimming speed was extremely fast, more than twice that of the three people facing him. Otherwise, with the speed of the three survivors, how could it be possible to meet in less than two minutes?

  And now the speed of the boy is far less than before.

  Even if he is physically exhausted, he will not be reduced to the same speed as the three of them. And what makes people feel weird is that not only the speed of the four people is the same, but also the swimming movements are exactly the same. As if it is a pre-set program, there will be no slightest mistake.

  「What’s wrong?」

   Someone raised a question, but He Zhao didn't explain, but the speed of swimming to the shore accelerated. The rest of the people saw this, although they were puzzled, they all refrained from asking and speeded up secretly.

   In this way, the atmosphere became even more weird.

   "Srustling..."

  In the dense fog, there were bursts of abnormal noises.

  「Listen, there is a voice!」

  Everyone ignored the guy who made the sound, no matter what the sound was, was it more important than the group of four chasing after him.

   "Don't be afraid!"

   Lama Shangxu clasped his palms together, and golden light burst out from between his palms. The light seemed to contain spirituality, and flexibly wrapped around everyone, rendering a touch of gold for each of them.

   "With the protection of my Vajra Seal, unless the strength is far superior to mine, it will be as difficult as going to heaven to hurt you."

   A group of people felt the warmth contained in the golden light, and the fear and anxiety in their hearts did not dare to say that they all receded, but at least they became more stable, and continued to swim to the shore in a sullen manner.

  Don't think it's just a thousand meters, it doesn't seem too long.

  In fact, professional swimmers have to swim for at least 10-12 minutes for 1000 meters.

  If you are an ordinary enthusiast, the time required for the same distance is about 25-45 minutes, depending on your physical strength.

  Of course, few people who can get on the plane to the Bufa Temple on the plateau are ordinary people.

   Even so, at least 10 minutes of your time.

  About five hundred meters away, Ruthless Zhao looked back and was startled.

  There are thirteen people of the same age in the first class, including him and the lama, there are fifteen people. And remove the boy, there are fourteen people left.

   But the question is, why are there still fifteen people in the swimming team?

   Gan!

   It deserves to be called the ghost lake. The thick fog, the weird group of four, the unknown noise in the fog, and the extra fifteenth person are simply dizzying.

   "Lama Shangxu."

"Ok?"

  The other party turned his head in doubt, not knowing what the young man from the family branch of the Wang surname in Shangyang City wanted to express. I saw him curl his lips towards the back, and spit out a number from his mouth.

"fifteen."

"fifteen?"

   Lama Shangxu roughly glanced behind, his eyes were full of doubts, fifteen people are right!

   "That master swimmer is in the team that is chasing after him. Shouldn't we be fourteen?" The lama's complexion changed suddenly when he woke up the dreamer.

  「！」

  Although the surname He couldn't understand what Shang Xu was saying, but he was sure it was a swear word, or he was cursing himself.

   "Fourteen people, eight men and six women."

  Unfortunately, with the golden light added to the thick fog, it is obviously impossible to distinguish gender.

  If there is a roll call, who knows if the other party will suddenly get violent.

   Fighting in water will inevitably be restrained. "Hold on, don't see him/her until you get ashore."

  Compared to the unknown stuff mixed into the team, Laon Wrong Water, known as the ghost lake, is obviously more worthy of vigilance.

"Ok."

  The rear group of four, due to their slow speed, gradually distanced themselves from the team and disappeared into the thick fog.

   After another five minutes, everyone finally approached the shore of the lake.

  Wait till they landed, it can be regarded as a big sigh of relief.

  The same is true for He Zhao. He thought that there would be a fierce battle in the water, but it turned out to be smooth. Except for one extra person in the middle, there was no obstacle.

   "One person is missing!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

   Lama Shangxu glanced at the team with a gloomy expression. There were obviously fifteen people when they swam, and after removing the boy who was a member of the four-person team, there were only thirteen people left after landing.

  He didn't even need to guess much, he knew that it was the "people" who mixed into the main force not long ago.

  「Go, get away from Laang Tso Lake as soon as possible.」

  The lama was drenched all over, and he led the twelve teenagers into the dense fog quickly.

  For about an hour, except for the leader Shangxu and Ruthless Zhao, the remaining eleven people were not only exhausted, but also hungry.

  「No, no, no...I can't do it anymore, I, I...hehe...I...I...I go...go go...hehe...go...can't...don't move...can't walk...can't walk.」

  「I-I-I-I...Hoohoo...Hoohoo...Me too...」

  After the eleven people finished speaking, they sat down on the ground, not even wanting to move a finger.

   "Let's rest, I'll get some firewood. The night on the plateau is hard."

  Although we are not ordinary people, we are not out of the human category.

  It was wet all over, and when it was blown by the cold wind at night, few of them could stand up the next day.

   Lama Shangxu did not dare to go too far, in case he lost his way in the dense fog and caused him to break away from the team.

   It is conceivable how many of the twelve people can survive.

   After a while, he returned with a large bundle of dry firewood.

   "It's too barren, the surrounding area is full of sand, and there is not even a single piece of green grass. Fortunately, there are some dry and thick branches, probably dead before."

  「Boom—」

   Light the firewood with a big mudra, making everyone feel warm, and everyone sits around the campfire.

  "Shangxuda Lama, is there anything to eat?"

  A little fat man in the crowd asked pitifully.

  「There is not even a root of grass, and insects must not survive, so do you think there is something to eat?」

  The companions around are sneering and stubbing.

  「.”

  Everything they experienced today was really a bit exciting for them. Everyone was stretched like a spring, and they had found a way to vent.

  「Try to preserve your strength.」

  The biggest lama in the team spoke, and everyone had to shut up and stop chatting. After all, they depended on others for their lives. The dry trees burned very vigorously, and when they were burned to ashes, everyone's clothes were dried, and finally they didn't have to sleep wet.

  「I am here to watch the night, you rest.」

  So, eleven people fell asleep.

  For a famous ruthless person who didn't close his eyes, the lama didn't say anything, but just put his hands together and chanted sutras in a low voice.

  In the early morning, many people woke up from their dreams one after another.

   Without him, it snowed and woke up from the cold.

   Moreover, it was snowing heavily, and the color was not white, but a strange blood red.

  「Is anyone going to the toilet?」

  「Me, me, me!」

  The next moment, the two girls walked together and disappeared into the thick fog.

   "Don't go too far."

  Lama Shangxu actually wanted to say, or else it would be settled on the spot, and all the boys would just turn their backs.

  However, the words came to his lips and swallowed back.

  Girls are thin-skinned, so they might not agree.

   The two women left for about two minutes, and a piercing scream pierced the night sky.

"boom!"

  The Lama slapped the sand hard, and immediately got up and rushed to the source of the sound.

"Snapped!"

  A certain Lang Mie, who did not want to be named, couldn't help covering his face when he saw this.

   Nothing else, you are in your thirties anyway, don’t you know what Tiaohu Lishan is?

   What if... what if it is a slap in the face, for the sake of two girls, where will the remaining ten of us be!

  「Go, keep up, don’t fall behind.」

  Because of the dense fog, the two of them must not be too far away from the camp.

  When the ten people rushed to the place, Lama Shangxu frowned and stared at the footprints on the ground.

   "What the hell?"

  Some people stepped forward to check, and couldn't help but swear.

  In the blood-red snow, a footprint of 1.7 meters long was deeply imprinted on the ground.

  In general, the larger the footprint, the taller the body. The ratio of footprints to height is about 1:7, that is, 1 footprint and 7 heights.

  1.7 meters X7=11.9 meters, plus the hair on the top of the head, 12 meters is not too much, right?

   "gudong"

   Everyone looked at the man who swallowed his saliva. The man was none other than the boy from Ghost Lake who popularized science.

   "Are you looking at the ****? I won't say that this is a so-called savage, let alone say

  I have read relevant literature records, and I would not say that according to eyewitness descriptions, the savage is tall, broad-shouldered and hunchbacked, with a ferocious appearance and covered with long black, brown or white hair. The forehead is protruding, the ears and mouth are very large, the nose is small, and it can't speak but can walk upright. "

Everyone:"…"

  Good guy, it's all bald.

   "Are there any records of the footprint of 1.7 meters?"

  「Yes, some people even named the owner of the footprints, Yedi. Specifically, it means animals that live on rocks.」

  「???」

  He Zhao was dumbfounded when he heard that, Yedi literally shouldn't be translated as "animals living on rocks".

  「From now on, all of you don’t need to turn my attention away.」

   Lama Shangxu looked ugly. Although he didn't know the exact height of the wild man, it might be twelve meters, or it might just be a pair of extra large feet.

  However, the opponent's speed was very fast, from the girls screaming to him rushing to the scene immediately, it lasted ten seconds.

  But in just ten seconds, the opponent snatched away two people and disappeared into the thick fog, only knowing a general direction.

  Now the snow is falling heavily, and when he catches up, all the footprints may be buried.

   Besides, what if there is more than one so-called Ye Di in the fog?

   At that time, if they fail to catch up, not only the two girls will be lost, but the remaining ten people may also disappear along with them.

"Ugh!"

  He regretted it a little bit. He knew that if he didn't take the initiative to take over the task, it wouldn't be good to just stay in the temple and chant scriptures. Or, at the very least, he would not be so passive if he found another senior brother to follow him.

  The ruthless Zhao also saw that Shangxu was a little hesitant and indecisive.

   "Don't sleep, let's wait until dawn."

   A group of people kept their eyes open. Naturally, some people dozed off during the period, but stumbling and stumbling finally survived until dawn. The blood-red snow stopped, the depth was fully below the knees of ordinary people, and the visibility in the dense fog was several times better than at night.

  “I can’t see the stars at night, so I can’t tell the direction. I can only copy one direction and walk to the dark one by one. I hope to find a house before the next night falls.”

   Lama Shangxu clapped his hands, and ten people stood up one after another, supporting their exhausted spirits and hungry bodies on their way.

   One hour...two hours...three hours...

   In a trance, the night filled the sky again.

   It's just that when they stopped and prepared to rest, everyone stayed in place.

  Because, a pile of ashes not far in front of them means that they have returned to the original point.

"Grass!"

  Luke was Lama Shangxu, so he couldn't hold back and cursed directly.

  「Tap, tap, tap...」

  Footsteps!

  Everyone couldn't help turning their eyes to the direction of the sound source.

  A familiar shoe came into view first.