I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Dark night, heavy rain.

Zhang Yangqing's consciousness gradually awakened from the deep darkness. The first thing that entered his mind was a pungent smell of earth, which was wet and heavy, and seemed to be mixed with the smell of decay and death.

He tried to open his eyes, but found that he was tightly wrapped in thick soil, and the surroundings were dark. Some rainwater seeped through the gaps in the soil. The rainwater dripped on his face, seeming to wake him up from his deep sleep.

Feeling this, Zhang Yangqing couldn't help but swear in his heart, thinking: What the hell is this opening? I won't be buried in the soil, right?

He struggled, using his hands to push away the dirt on his body.

Here, he already felt something was wrong, because his body was stiff and he couldn't feel the spiritual energy.

The soil was slippery and heavy, and it took him a lot of strength to peel off every bit.

His nails made traces in the soil, and with the sound of the soil being pushed away, a stronger earthy smell hit his nostrils, almost suffocating him.

Finally, his head broke through the earth, and the heavy rain instantly washed away his earth-covered face.

He took a sharp breath, trying to relieve the nauseating earthy smell, but he inhaled more rain and cold air, making him shiver.

"As expected, it's an eight-star difficulty level. It's so fierce at the beginning."

While complaining, Zhang Yangqing began to look around, only to see darkness and heavy rain pouring down, washing away the surrounding land, but it could not wash away the confusion in his heart.

He tried to stand up, but found that his body was extremely cold, as if there was no life left.

He touched his face, and it felt unfamiliar and stiff, as if this body was no longer his original body.

An inexplicable feeling of fear arose spontaneously, which was very strange.

Because the physical fear is not his, it is the fear inherent in this body.

This body seemed to be afraid of something, and he didn't know who buried him here.

But the top priority now is to leave first, otherwise the heavy rain may soak the body to pieces.

Zhang Yangqing struggled to stand up, but stumbled and almost fell to the ground. It took a lot of effort just to get up.

The heavy rain continued to wash away his body, washing away the soil bit by bit, revealing his pale and stiff skin.

Like most of the chosen ones, Zhang Yangqing felt that he had reincarnated into a dead body.

But he had no time to check his physical condition. On this rainy night, he felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier.

"We have to find a place to hide from the rain first."

Zhang Yangqing soon knew what he was going to do. If he didn't leave quickly, he would be waiting for death.

Wiping the rain off his face with his hand, and then putting his hand on his forehead to block the rain, Zhang Yangqing finally saw a faint light ahead, like a street light on the roadside.

The rest of the surrounding area was dark, and it was obvious that the direction of the streetlight was the path forward.

Zhang Yangqing walked staggeringly, and the mud pits under his feet seemed to be bottomless pits, swallowing up his strength and hope.

The heavy rain washed over his body mercilessly, and every drop of rain seemed to bring an icy chill, seeping into his skin, making his body feel heavier and heavier.

The most annoying thing is that there are pits on the road nearby. If you accidentally step into a pit, you will have to work hard to get up.

Zhang Yangqing reacted very quickly and moved his front legs to avoid a pit.

He just gritted his teeth and kept moving forward, because he knew that stopping would mean giving up, and giving up would mean death.

After walking in the rain for a while, Zhang Yangqing's body was so cold that he was almost numb, and every nerve was conveying the message of death.

His consciousness also began to become blurred, and the scene in front of him was sometimes clear and sometimes dreamy, as if he was in a strange dream.

Looking at the street lamp next to me, I feel that the street lamp has an ugly face, it is constantly swaying and smiling at itself.

In the dark world around him, there was also scary laughter, as if a bunch of people were laughing at his embarrassment.

Just when he could hardly hold on anymore, he finally saw a building ahead.

He didn't think much and hid under the eaves of the building.

After walking up three steps, the rain finally stopped washing over his body.

Zhang Yangqing's body was exhausted to the extreme and could hardly hold on any longer.

All he wanted to do was sit down and rest, even if it was just for a moment to catch his breath.

But at this moment, there was a shaking feeling in the thigh pocket.

Zhang Yangqing guessed that the phone might be ringing, but he didn't have much energy now.

After waiting for about half a minute, he picked up the phone. After seeing that the number on the phone was Jones, he picked up the phone. He didn't even have time to complain about how good the waterproof function of the phone was.

This is why, when Jones answered the phone, he could hear Zhang Yangqing's heavy breathing and the sound of heavy rain.

"Hey, Zhang Tianshi, where are you now? Why do I hear it's raining over there, and why are you breathing so heavily?"

Jones's voice came from the other end of the phone.

After another pause, Zhang Yangqing spoke.

"I was buried in the ground just after I woke up. Now I have found a shelter from the rain, and there seems to be something wrong with my body. I am recovering my strength. Please tell me what the situation is over there first."

The most important thing now is intelligence, and Zhang Yangqing also wants to know what Jones encountered.

Jones told exactly what he saw.

When Jones made sure it wasn't raining where he was, Zhang Yangqing felt a little strange. Are they not in the same place?
Could it be that this strange story is to force them to find a way to reunite?
After all, Jones' identity is a doctor, and there is no identity hint on his side.

In other words, all the chosen ones who wake up on a rainy night have no identity.

"Master Zhang, what should I do now?"

Jones did not leave his consulting room without permission. He felt that it seemed more dangerous outside.

He also didn't dare to go near the window, for fear that the scary guy outside the window would grab him and throw him out.

"Since you feel the resentful eyes outside the window, and you are not sure whether the things outside the window are dangerous to you, you'd better determine your floor first, and then close the window. If you are not sure, close it directly. Don’t stick your head out.”

After taking a breath, Zhang Yangqing continued his analysis.

"My situation here is not very good, but there are currently no creatures that are hostile to me. The fact that you have weapons in your hands proves that your side is very dangerous. You need to find a way to find the rules first, and then wait. I'll hang up first, something happened here!"

Soon, a beeping sound came from Jones' cell phone, and Zhang Yangqing had hung up the phone.

Jones was a little confused. Why didn't Zhang Tianshi finish what he said? What next? What to do next!

He really wanted to call, but Zhang Yangqing said something happened over there, and he was worried that calling would cause trouble, so he didn't call Zhang Yangqing.

At first, Jones was really panicked. After all, he was in this scary hospital at night, surrounded by some ominous things, and there was no Zhang Yangqing around him.

From the joy of getting the opportunity to form a team, to the uneasiness of Zhang Yangqing not being around, a sense of gap arose spontaneously.

Coupled with the fact that he was not in very good condition, Jones suddenly started to panic and actually forgot what he was going to do, which made the audience outside the big screen start to worry.

After a few minutes of restlessness in the clinic, Jones's breathing slowly began to become steady. After all, he was the chosen one who had cleared the level several times. He knew that not calming down at this time was tantamount to death.

"Master Zhang asked me to quickly find the rules. I have to take action."

Thinking of this, Jones first followed Zhang Yangqing's instructions and came to the window.

As he moved, the red candle in the corner began to sway, and Jones's shadow in the room began to sway irregularly, like a twisted monster.

Jones actually saw his own shadow out of the corner of his eye, but tried not to look at it because he was also a little afraid of his own shadow.

In this eerie window, Jones made the most of the tools at his disposal.

He first held a saw in front of him, and then used an ax with his other hand to open the curtains, trying to see which floor he was on.

It was also dark outside the window, and he could see some buildings nearby.

There was no light in these buildings either, so Jones had no way of judging his exact location.

So he thought of throwing something down and using the sound of the object falling to the ground to judge his height.

After looking around, it seemed that there was nothing to throw away. You couldn't throw away the weapon in your hand.

Then Jones had an idea and looked at the stool he had just sat on.

He cut a corner of the stool with a saw, holding the small square piece of wood in his hand.

Jones stood at the window and threw it out. The wooden block drew a brief arc in the air and then disappeared into the darkness.

Jones held his breath, waiting for that fateful sound.

Not long after, a dull collision sound was heard. It was the sound of wooden blocks falling to the ground, which echoed in the silent night air and seemed particularly harsh.

Judging from the time of landing, this should be around the fifth or sixth floor.

"So high? Who was the black figure outside just now?"

Thinking of this, Jones felt a chill running down his spine.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a strange crawling sound coming from underneath.

The sound was faint at first, as if coming from far away underground, but soon became clearer and closer.

Jones's heart tightened suddenly, and he felt an inexplicable fear rising from the soles of his feet, quickly spreading to his whole body, making every hair on his body begin to stand up.

The crawling sound was like the claws of four-legged animals scratching the ground. They were fast and urgent, as if they were looking for prey.

Every sound seemed to hit Jones directly in the heart, making his scalp numb and his hair standing on end.

All kinds of terrifying pictures could not help but appear in his mind. The more he thought about the things in the darkness, the more frightened he felt, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

Jones couldn't stand the terrifying atmosphere anymore. He wanted to close the window to block out the weird crawling sound.

But even though he was very careful, the dilapidated windows still made creaking sounds.

In an instant, Jones noticed that there seemed to be many pairs of eyes staring at him down there, looking directly at him in the darkness, giving him a feeling of 'finally finding his prey'.

Now that he was discovered, Jones suppressed his numbness, closed the window suddenly, and drew the curtains.

However, even though the window was closed, the terrifying sound seemed to still echo in his ears, making him unable to feel at ease.

He leaned against the wall, his limbs trembling, his eyes full of terror.

Only those who have looked at those strange creatures will know their horror.

"Fake, just scare me and wait for Master Zhang to come over and use golden light to save you in minutes."

(End of this chapter)