I Have A City In An Alternate World

2822 Encountering injustice on the road (1)

While Rody was looking for the grave robbers, Tang Zhen followed him to the edge of a city.

The lights of tens of thousands of homes dimmed the night.

This was a standard technology plane, where cultivators were almost extinct. Only a few extraordinary creatures still existed in the deep sea, slowly waiting for death.

Tang Zhen did not expect that Roddy would appear in the technology plane. Moreover, it was an apocalyptic world where spiritual energy was exhausted.

He also did not expect that before he arrived, Rody had already stayed in this world for thousands of years and was finally buried in a tomb.

In fact, Tang Zhen had only used a few days to find Rody.

It was clear that the Book of Destiny had allowed him to skip this memory and come to this day a thousand years later.

Then, what did Rody experience before he came to this place to fall into such a state?

Tang Zhen was a little curious. Why did the Book of Destiny determine that there was no need for him to follow and observe this thousand years of time?

It was obvious that the Book of Destiny knew something, but it was unable to make an accurate judgment on certain issues, so it had sent him over?

Perhaps this was the true goal of the mission. Through his own observations, he could complete the incomplete book of destiny.

Then the question was, why did they make Rody the main character and complete the flaws of the Book of Destiny?

At the end of the day, they were back to the original question. What was Rody’s background?

Tang Zhen observed Rody and knew that there was still a long way to go before he reached his peak.

He was originally a King level cultivator, but now he was only a level two or three cultivator, and it was still falling.

Such a state could be said to be extremely miserable.

However, on second thought, if he had not been buried in the grave, he would have been reduced to a skeleton in this Dharma ending world. It was impossible for him to survive until today.

If cultivators were fish, then the energy of heaven and earth was water. It was easy to guess what would happen to a fish without water for a thousand years.

It could be considered a blessing in disguise for Rody. He avoided the disaster and was awakened by the grave robbers a thousand years later.

It could only be said that everything was destined. Perhaps some unknown force was quietly affecting Rody’s fate.

Tang Zhen was becoming more and more interested in his observation target. He wanted to see what kind of things Rody would encounter after sleeping for a thousand years.

At that time, Rody was walking on the street. He slowly walked through the alleys according to the aura he sensed.

It was close to midnight, and there were stray cats and rats passing by on the street without street lights.

During this period, there were passers-by who came across him, but they ignored him as if they had encountered a ghost.

The further they went, the darker the path became. There were even some spirits wandering around.

In a bustling city, there would always be dark corners that hid filth and evil.

In a remote alley, a woman’s suppressed cry could be heard, and at the same time, a man’s wild and strange laughter could be heard.

Rody frowned and a sneer appeared on his face. He then followed the sound.

He felt that this was a good time to eat and replenish his qi and blood.

The vitality of a murderer far exceeded that of an ordinary person. It was definitely the best food.

In a remote alley ahead, a woman was leaning against the corner of the wall, her face full of fear and despair.

There were four men at the side, holding weapons in their hands, their eyes flashing with an evil light.

The woman pleaded in a low voice, but it was of no use. She was on the verge of despair.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind.

The four men turned around with fierce expressions. They wanted to see who was ruining their good time.

In the end, he found that there was no one around, only a gust of cold wind.

The footsteps were still there, echoing around them, but they couldn’t see anyone.

A trace of fear flashed through the Bandit’s hazy and drunk eyes, and cold sweat slowly dripped from his forehead.

who is it? don’t play tricks. Get out here!

They roared angrily and could not hide the fear in their hearts. They could bully good people, but they did not dare to face ghosts and gods that they could not see.

The woman in the corner had disheveled hair. Her eyes were filled with fear, but suddenly, a glimmer of hope flashed through them.

She was also afraid of ghosts and deities, but at this moment, she was begging the ghosts and deities to take away the four beasts in front of her, and she was willing to pay any price.

Otherwise, her fate would be worse than death.

The footsteps continued, becoming more and more concentrated, as if a group of people had entered the alley and were constantly walking around and watching.

At the same time, eerie laughter, bitter sobs, and coughs of the old man entered the bandits ‘ears.

If they had any doubts before, then at this moment, the four men had completely fallen into a state of panic.

They waved the daggers in their hands and let out hoarse roars to boost their courage.

However, their trembling legs and the cold sweat on their foreheads were enough to prove how terrified they were.

Run!

With this thought in mind, the four men immediately turned around and tried to escape from this dark alley.

Then, they realized that they couldn’t lift their feet at all, as if their legs were being hugged.

He looked down in horror and saw that there were skinny arms wrapped around his legs.

Arms stretched out from the ground, like a bunch of weeds, and withered claws scratched everywhere.

The sharp, pitch-black nails dug into their pants and deeply into their flesh. The intense pain caused the four men to wail in unison.

“Let me go, you bastard Yingluo!”

They madly waved the daggers in their hands, constantly stabbing at the ghost hands that were holding their legs, in order to break free from the restraints.

Who knew that the netherclaw was not afraid of pain at all. The four men continued to hack at it, but it was no use.

The more it was so, the more panicked they were.

However, in the eyes of the woman beside him, it was a different scene. It was even more sinister and terrifying.

The four men who had humiliated him were currently bending over with their heads lowered, brandishing daggers and stabbing at his legs.

From their waists down, there was no place that was intact, and they had already become a pile of rotten meat.

The ground of the alley was covered with blood and minced meat, which was a ghastly sight.

Threads of silk-like things were floating up from the ground and forming a blood-red ball in the air, giving off a terrifying blood-red light.

A figure that looked like smoke was floating in the air, reaching out to grab the eerie blood ball.

A series of screams rang out as four men suddenly raised their daggers and ruthlessly stabbed them into their hearts.

Although they were about to die, a strange smile flashed across their faces, as if they couldn’t feel the pain at all.

“Plop!”

The four men fell to the ground one after another, and after struggling in pain for a while, they finally became cold corpses.

The woman felt her whole body trembling. She was now sure that she had really encountered the legendary ghost God.

Although the four men were already dead, the woman was even more afraid. She was afraid that she would be killed too.

Just as she was on tenterhooks, she seemed to hear a low moan in her ear, as if it carried endless sorrow.

The woman’s expression became confused. She picked up all her things on the ground and walked out of the alley step by step.

As she walked, she kept tidying her clothes and wiping away the bloodstains on her body.

He walked home, took a hot bath, and went back to bed to have a good sleep.

When he woke up the next day, everything would be gone, and he would no longer have any related painful memories.