The sun hangs high in the sky, and the eternal light shines from the sky, full of endless vitality. Spring is coming, everything is revived, and the geese flying north have returned.

The city has long been noisy and prosperous, and everything indicates that the new year has arrived.

Chengdu, known as the capital of Tianfu, is decorated with picturesque scenery by lush trees and flowers in a short time when spring comes.

In the largest hospital in the city center, a man looked at the last diagnosis in his hand with a gloomy expression, and words containing infinite despair slowly spit out from his mouth: "Is it already helpless?"

Tang San, an ordinary name, a person with an ordinary appearance and figure, a person who will never attract attention when thrown into the crowd, but most importantly, he is still a living person now.

He is not an ordinary person, he is a genius. To be precise, he is a genius suffering from terminal illness, a genius moving towards death, and a genius who will do anything to survive.

His face was covered with despair, and his eyes were full of wisdom could not bring him any vitality or hope. After trying all the treatment methods, the hospital finally issued a notice of critical illness to him today. He had a maximum of half a year of life, and the disease in his body would take away his life.

Tang San, he is a genius, a person with outstanding memory. This is luck, or the compensation given to him by God. He is born with a rare disease - genetic defective metal deposition skeletal abnormality.

This disease is very terrible. It is a disease caused by genetic defects and a chronic disease. Perhaps he is the only one in the world who suffers from this disease.

This disease will cause heavy metal elements to be deposited in the bones of his body, causing abnormal growth and coarseness of the bones. At the same time, the deposition of heavy metals will lead to chronic poisoning of his organs. As time goes by, the toxins in the body will increase and increase until the organs fail and completely die.

Since being told about this disease, Tang San has been learning various knowledge like crazy and is very focused on biology. More than ten years have passed. He is already a thirty-year-old young man and has entered the peak era of his life.

During this period, he used countless methods to cure his disease, but none of them were useful. The genetic defects allowed him to slide into the abyss of death step by step. Until today, under the limits of modern technology, he set a stop for him in his life.

With despair, Tang San left the hospital coldly and came to the street. Looking at the bustling and bustling city, he only felt a sense of loneliness from the bottom of his heart. He was out of place with the world. His era had long ended, or had never started.

A faint light flashed in Tang San's deadly eyes. It was so terrible, like a crazy evil ghost, his eyes that were willing to live without any effort, and his desire for life made him crazy.

A low voice sounded in his mouth, which was a voice that only he could hear.

"I will never be buried in the abyss of death like this. Even if I turn into an evil spirit, I will still live. Since science has cut off my hope, then I will ask for advice on metaphysics."

Tang San, with deep eyes, showed a breath of no one entering the body, making the people who walked around him unconsciously one meter away from him.

Looking up at the sky, Tang San's voice echoed gently: "Before this, there is one more thing to do."

As night fell, only the hazy moonlight shone. In a high-end community, Tang San was talking to the two of them.

In the room, the three of them looked different, Tang San's face was calm, while the other two looked surprised.

Tang San pointed to the two documents on the table and said to a man and a woman in front of him: "These are two wills of mine, one for each of you. The requirements are very simple. From now on, take good care of your father and mother. After they die, the funds I hosted in foreign countries will enter your name. Don't think of using any other means. I have arranged for multiple people to monitor you. If any accidents happen to your parents, you will never expect to get these inheritances."

The two people in front of Tang San were one of his elder brothers and the other was his second sisters. Like most ordinary people, they were greedy for money and ignorant, and lost in this material world and could not be very filial to their parents.

After knowing that he was about to die, Tang San began to arrange his parents' future life.

Originally, his family was just a working class, but Tang San relied on his genius mind to learn hacking techniques, steal various commercial secrets, and then bought and sold stocks based on this information, quickly accumulating wealth from Dabi.

He deposited most of this wealth into the Swiss bank, with about $300 million in assets, and these are the resources he supports to live until now.

Now these things are useless to him, so he left them to his parents, and also used as bait to let his elder brother and second sister do their duty for him.

After everything is arranged, he can let go of everything and find the almost non-existent way of life.

Tang San is an extraordinary person. He firmly believed in the evil theory of human nature. He almost never believed in anyone, even his brother, sister, and his parents were the only ones he believed in, so he arranged everything for them, planned everything, and prepared them for their youth.

His elder brother and second sister looked at their wills, which contained hundreds of millions of dollars of property, and their eyes were about to be protruded. According to the will, they would receive millions of dollars in wealth every year, which was enough for them to spend their entire lives. Not everyone could stop these ***.

Tang San watched the greedy glory flash in the eyes of his elder brother and second sister, without any sadness about his death. Tang San's eyes were cold, erasing the last affection, looking up at the moonlight outside the window, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Time always passes quickly, and a month later in a flash.

The Taklamakan Desert is the largest and second largest mobile desert in China. The dry land is filled with the breath of death. The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, enough to cook eggs, and no moisture can remain here for long.

A figure in a white Arab robe appeared in the desert. He led a few camels with various supplies on it, enough to survive in the desert for ten days and half a month. The wind and sand in the desert blew by, revealing his appearance, and he was obviously Tang San, who should have been waiting to die in Chengdu.

The sun sets from the sky with time, and the silver moon slowly rises into the sky.

The desert at night is very beautiful, with stars shining everywhere. You can't see such beautiful scenery in the polluted city.

Tang San, wearing a robe, had already set up camp and took off the layers of white turbans on his head, revealing his face.

If someone is here at this time, he will definitely be frightened to death when he sees Tang San's face.

His face was covered with strange runes, which seemed to be tattooed, and the runes were red and as bright as blood.

Tang San himself seemed to have no idea about this. He sat cross-legged on a cushion to ensure that he was not eroded by the cold air of the desert. A solar light lit up next to him, bringing a soft light.

He held a compass in his hand, and he seemed to be calculating something, looking up from time to time observing the sky.

Tang San, with deep eyes, seemed to have found his target, a smile rose on his face, and a tired voice echoed in the desert: "It's coming soon, it's coming soon."

In the indifference of the night, there is a dead silence, which makes people feel inexplicably terrifying.

At this moment, Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly shook his whole body, and violent convulsions from his body spread throughout his body. The severe pain came, causing him to fall on the cold sand instantly, and the compass in his hand also fell on the sand.

He seemed to be suffering the greatest pain in the world, rolling on the sand, spasming, and twisting face, coupled with strange runes, made people frightened.

It took Tang San a long time to recover from the pain.

He struggled to get up from the sand, his face turned white and his lips were blue. He looked like a dead person, but his bloodshot eyes were full of desire for life, like burning flames, scary red.

Tang San trembled and said to himself: "The attack is getting faster and faster. It has been happening once every three days. It seems that my body is coming to its limit."

Gene defects caused abnormal hyperplasia of his bones, and heavy metals were deposited in the bones, causing him to suffer chronic poisoning. Every once in a while, it would cause severe pain to sweep across his body. In the end, when his body could not support it, it was time for him to die.

Time flies, and another half a month has passed. Tang San has been in the desert for a month. During this period, his supplies are almost used up. He killed a camel to temporarily satisfy his hunger.

The torture of illness is becoming more and more frequent, which is enough to make people collapse, but Tang San endured it, and today, he also found the place he was looking for.

This is a Gobi Desert in the desert. It is very strange that there is such a solid land in the desert, and it has not been covered by the desert, revealing the unusualness here everywhere.

Looking at the strange terrain in front of him, Tang Sanlu, who was covered in wind and frost and had a chapped lips, showed an ugly smile, her tired eyes shone with a glimmer of hope, and a sound full of joy echoed here: "Finally arrived, Huangquan Yinsha Point."

Looking at this land, Tang San felt like he had obtained a treasure, tied up his three remaining camels, quickly untied the items behind them, and opened one of the wooden boxes half a meter-sized one.

The wooden box contains some excavation tools, folding shovels, assembly hammers and other tools.

Tang San assembled these excavation tools properly and quickly found a cool hill. He led a camel and began to kill the camel to get blood.

After more than an hour of busy work, Tang San opened his stomach and ate and drank enough, he finally entered a state of rest. He was about to start working tonight.

The rhythmic breathing sounded quickly, indicating that Tang San had entered sleep, and the wind and sand were blowing faster and faster in the sky, as if a sandstorm was about to come.

Night always comes quickly, and the world is quiet, with only the occasional sound of wind blowing through the sky, bringing up a piece of wind and sand.

When Tang San woke up, he came to his destination.

Looking at the small yellow Gobi in front of him, which was only 20 to 30 square meters in a radius, he took a deep breath and started his own work.

He was holding a steel shovel and a steel hammer, digging in the hard Gobi, as if he was about to dig a big hole.

It was already midnight before his gloved palms were about to be bleeding before he dug a pit two meters deep and one meter wide.

At this time, Tang San took out a book from his arms, which was the same color as human skin. I don’t know what material was made of. There were three bloody big words written on it, which made people frightened.

"The Book of Body Raising"

As Tang San read these three words, it seemed as if he had activated some great power in the dark. An inexplicable cold current rose around him, making the already yin and cold Huangquan Yinsha Point even more yin and cold.

He slowly opened the "Sutra of Raising Corpse", and a verse of death appeared in his sight.

After entering the Huangquan point, the bloodline will no longer be transmitted.

The soul traps the body of the corpse, and the evil spirit invades the soul.

Every day, every day, every year, every year, the pain of purgatory.

After thousands of years of corpses, the universe and ghosts are shocked.

Looking at this poem, Tang San's eyes were complicated: "I am about to die, and it is inevitable to die of my son and grandson. Even if I suffer every day after death, as long as I can live for another lifetime, I will admit it."

This book "The Sutra of Raising Corpse" was found by Tang San for countless money from remote Taoist temples. Tang San had long anticipated his illness and placed some of his hopes on metaphysics at the beginning. The discovery of this book was both accidental and inevitable.

Looking at this book "The Sutra of Body Raising", Tang San took a deep breath, opened it, and began to construct a corpse foetus according to the method mentioned inside.

He has read this book countless times and is already familiar with it. But now Tang San doesn't want any accidents, so he takes it out again and compares it word by word to build his own corpse hole.

Three days later, Tang San finally completed the entire structure of the corpse cave. The entire Huangquan Yinsha Cave looked no different from the original one, but it was filled with a strange aura. The strange red runes covered the entire ground, looking like a bright red gossip. The center of the Yin-Yang fish eyes, a cave entrance for only one person to enter and exit, like a dark abyss.

Tang San stood next to the Yinsha Cave of Huangquan, looked at the sky, calculated the time, and thought to himself: "There are three days left to be the moonless day, and that is when I enter the corpse cave."

After three days, Tang San took a good rest and enjoyed his tranquility. This may be the last time.

Three days were very fast. When the sun set in the sky, the world was pitch black, with only a galaxy hanging high. Tang San, who was showering under the stars, took a deep breath and looked up at the starry sky. A trace of deep attachment flashed: "I hope this is not the last time I see this endless night sky."

At this time, his whole body was naked, covered with blood-red rune tattoos.

This was something that Tang San spent a lot of money to ask an old tattoo artist to help him tattoo.

As for the ink, the potions required in the "Corpse of Corpse" were used. In order to collect these medicinal materials, Tang San spent tens of millions of dollars. Today is the time to test the results.

Tang San stepped barefoot on the cold sand, slowly walked into the land of the Yinsha Cave in Huangquan, and came to the corpse cave he had dug.

He raised his right hand and there was no transparent glass bottle. Through the glass bottle, it was a piece of silver liquid. This was a secret mercury potion configured according to the requirements of the "Corpse of Corpse", which can prevent the corpse from rotting forever. It is also a method of death for corpses. The corpse must be poisoned by this potion to be used as corpses.

Looking at this bottle of potion, Tang San's eyes looked responsible, and then a trace of firmness flashed: "Death is really a terrifying term, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will never give up, don't let me down - "The Book of Body Raising"

Close his eyes and drank the silver liquid in his hand in one sip. Tang San stepped out and fell straight into the corpse hole under the action of gravity. He felt a shock under his feet and reached the bottom of the corpse hole.

Tang San quickly sat cross-legged and sat upright in the corpse hole. At the same time, he groped to the right with his right hand, and hit the control mechanism of the corpse hole. He pulled it hard, and countless soil and quick sand fell in the corpse hole, quickly submerging him.

At the same time, silver liquid also invaded his blood vessels and flowed along his blood vessels to all parts of his body, just rightly connecting the blood-red runes on the surface of his body and turning them into a whole.

His skin turned into a weird pattern composed of silver lines and blood runes.

At this time, his consciousness gradually blurred and sank into endless darkness.

In a daze, Tang San's consciousness fell downwards. He didn't know where he was. When his consciousness was shocked, he knew nothing.

At this time, with Tang San's complete death, the Yinsha Cave of the Yellow Springs seemed to be awakened. Countless winds and sandstorms surged from all directions, quickly covering it up. Dark clouds covered the sky, and thunder swept across a thousand miles, as if the sky was furious. It was not until an hour later that everything returned to peace. The Yinsha Cave of the Yellow Springs, which once existed, and all traces of Tang San's arrival were covered by the desert, leaving no trace.

The world has returned to peace again, as if there has never been Tang San, and the earth is still running calmly.

It is precisely: the vicious and vicious husband was buried in the dead of Huangquan.

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Chapter completed!