I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 586 The Unlucky Star Abandons Feng Dasheng

Chen Xuan's scream shattered the silence of the far northern wilderness. He practically tumbled backward, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat!

The hand that emerged from the snow emitted a putrid stench that shouldn't have been present in this icy landscape. Its sharp, black fingernails were long and curled. It slowly and stubbornly dug at the surrounding snow, trying to pull out the bluish-black, seemingly frozen-to-death body from the ice and snow.

"What is this thing? A zombie?" Chen Xuan's mind instantly conjured up stories he had seen when he used to watch movies outdoors. But shouldn't zombies only appear in special feng shui situations?

However, this was clearly not the time to think about these things. Chen Xuan's years of accumulated bad luck came into play at this moment. He didn't even think about how strong this thing was or whether it had any weaknesses. Instead, he turned around and ran without hesitation!
Fortunately, he had learned a set of ugly but very useful snow-based light-foot skills when he was being chased by the fake monk. After a short recovery, he once again reached his maximum speed!

Running wildly across the snow-covered plain, stumbling and sinking, Chen Xuan dared not look back. He could only keep his head down and keep running until the instinctive warning began to weaken, at which point he slowed down again.

"Huff... huff..." Exhaling puffs of white breath, Chen Xuan turned his head to look behind him, and only after confirming that there was nothing else besides a series of crooked footprints did he relax.

A gust of cold wind blew by, stirring up the snow on the ground and causing Chen Xuan's limbs, which were not covered by the insulation blanket, to tremble. When the wind subsided again, the footprints behind him disappeared once more.

"Did we...did we shake them off?" Chen Xuan gasped for breath, his hands on his knees, the cold air making him cough repeatedly. Although he was temporarily safe, a deeper sense of isolation and helplessness enveloped him. In this unfamiliar, snow-covered, godforsaken place, he had nothing and had only encountered monsters and demons!
"Damn, I'm really unlucky!" Chen Xuan didn't dare to sit directly on the snow. He supported himself on his knees with his hands and slowly adjusted his breathing. Although he had shaken off the scary zombie, the chances of Feng Xue finding him after these two consecutive frantic runs were obviously even lower.

"I must...I must find human habitation...at least somewhere to hide..." He forced himself to calm down, dragging his exhausted body forward aimlessly. Hunger and cold were constantly eroding his strength and willpower, but what he cared about more at this moment was—

"This can't be Lanzhou at all! I've never heard of zombies in Lanzhou!"

Yes, even if he was stupid, Chen Xuan had already realized it by now. Although it was normal for there to be no one in the wilderness because of the many monsters in the wild, Yongzhou was still a densely populated province. It was too absurd that they hadn't seen a village or town after running around for so long.

"I've probably already arrived in Qinghai, haven't I? Hmm, I must be in Qinghai! I heard there are a lot of snow-capped mountains there! And it's a vast and sparsely populated area..."

Having never left Chang'an in his entire life, Chen Xuan could only rely on the map in his memory to analyze his possible location, but this was of no use to the current situation.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, just when he was about to despair, a figure vaguely appeared in the snow ahead!
Chen Xuan's spirits lifted! Someone's here!

He quickened his pace and approached, and what came into view was a robust figure wearing thick fur clothing, carrying a backpack, and wrapped up quite tightly from head to toe. However, judging from the style, it seemed to be a woman.
How could a woman be so robust?
Chen Xuan sighed inwardly, but he couldn't care less about anything else and quickly called out:

"Hey! Ma'am! Please wait a minute!"

Upon hearing Chen Xuan's voice, the figure paused slightly and immediately turned around. Upon seeing him, Chen Xuan's expression froze.

Because this face doesn't look like that of someone from the Central Plains at all!
The woman looked to be in her forties or fifties, with a robust build. Her face was somewhat bluish, as if she had been badly chilled by the wind and snow. When she saw Chen Xuan's appearance, she forced a somewhat stiff smile, but in Chen Xuan's eyes, she looked much more pleasant than those fake monks from before!
"Does your ear hurt?"

Strange syllables entered Chen Xuan's ears, instantly halting the feeling of comfort that had just arisen.

"Although I know that there are many ethnic minorities in Qinghai, this accent is too heavy! I can't understand it at all!"

Chen Xuan made a face, but he still tried his best to gesture. More than worrying about his accent, he urgently needed some food. If he could be given directions, that would be even better!
“Hit Harper and, it’s Bratford.” After Chen Xuan transformed into a Syracuse, the woman seemed to understand his situation. She reached into her bag and waved to Chen Xuan, seemingly signaling him to come over.

Chen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded gratefully, and was about to follow when he suddenly stopped.

wrong!

A strong sense of incongruity eroded Chen Xuan's mind, seemingly trying to activate that premonition of crisis.

As he paused, the woman's hand, which was reaching for her package, also stopped abruptly, and she opened her mouth to utter some incomprehensible syllables.

But it was this one mouth that made Chen Xuan suddenly feel a jolt, and he involuntarily took two steps back!
In this freezing weather, he breathes so hard that white smoke comes out of his nostrils. This old lady has been talking for so long, how come she hasn't even exhaled a single puff of breath?!
Moreover, although the other person's face was blue from the cold, the blue color... seemed too uniform, not like it was from the cold, but rather like... a bruise?!

Most importantly, the other person's turning and movements had a subtle stiffness that involuntarily reminded him of those fake monks in the Guanyin Temple!
Having just escaped from the den of "fake people," Chen Xuan's vigilance was at its peak!

His scalp tingled again, and he took two steps back, his gratitude instantly turning into suspicion.

Seeing Chen Xuan's change in expression, the woman's smile vanished instantly, replaced by an emotionless coldness. Her eyes stared intently at Chen Xuan, and her mouth opened, no longer emitting syllables that mimicked human speech, but rather a cracking sound like bones being rubbed together!

It no longer pretended, and its movements no longer mimicked human clumsiness. Instead, it pounced on Chen Xuan swiftly in a bizarre way, with its joints twisted in the opposite direction!

"Holy crap!" Chen Xuan yelled, his heartbeat quickening again as he took off running. But this time, the pursuers behind him were not as slow as before.

The old woman chased after him in a bizarre, four-limbed manner, half-hopping and half-running, like a mad dog having a seizure, or a spider with missing legs.

The wind was already very close to his ears, and a fierce feeling suddenly arose in Chen Xuan's heart. The martial arts that Feng Xue had taught him suddenly popped up involuntarily, replacing the various lightness skills in his mind and occupying all his thoughts!

A chilling aura emanated from the back of his neck, as if the inhuman woman was already pressed against him. Driven by intense fear, he unleashed a desperate burst of energy—

"Death is death!"

In despair, Chen Xuan suddenly stomped his foot firmly, using his leg as a pivot, and drew a large circle with his whole body, throwing a punch behind him!

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound accompanied by an indescribable, eerie sensation, a head suddenly exploded into pieces, and a fat body abruptly collapsed, a foul stench beginning to assault Chen Xuan's nostrils...

"vomit!"

(End of this chapter)