C3

Early morning. The forest.

A drop of dew that was hanging from a leaf fell onto his face. Tang Yin, who was lying flat on the tree, woke up after a slight twitch of his eyelids.

For some reason, his head felt like it was being pierced by countless steel needles.

He groaned in pain and rubbed his forehead. After a while, he finally felt a little stronger. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around at the scenery. The more he looked, the more his eyes widened, until at last, without realizing it, he stood up and looked around at the dense forest with a blank expression on his face.

If he remembered correctly, he was clearly staying in an inn. Why would he suddenly run into the forest?

Not knowing what was going on, Tang Yin's brows were knitted tightly. If someone had secretly moved him here while he was sleeping, it was almost impossible. First, no one would do it, and secondly, no one would do it. Even when he was sleeping, he was still very alert.

Just as he was thinking, a gust of mountain wind blew through the forest, causing Tang Yin to shiver in fear as goosebumps rose all over his body. He lowered his head to look, and his old face immediately became red. It turned out that his body was completely naked without a single strand of hair hanging from his body. His clothes had actually disappeared without a trace.

What was going on? He had truly run into evil! Tang Yin's body went soft as he leaned against an old tree beside him. Closing his eyes, he quietly tried to recall what had happened last night.

He was drinking in the dance hall when a girl came to talk to him, but in the end, four delinquents came to pick a fight, and he ignored them, and later on he killed all four delinquents in the alley behind the dance hall, and then he sent the girl to the hospital with the hallucinogen. He went back to the hotel to rest, but when he woke up, he was already here, and his clothes were all gone, it was too weird.

Thinking about that, Tang Yin couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Had his enemy found him? If that was the case, the other party would have long since killed him and would not have expended so much effort. Was it a prank from a friend? He had no friends, strictly speaking only one, and that person would never have made fun of him like that. What was that all about? Tang Yin couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.

"What the hell!" Tang Yin mumbled to himself. He turned around and looked at the old tree behind him, then took a few steps back.

He struggled to a high point, shaded his eyes with his hands, and looked into the distance. What entered his line of sight was a vast expanse of dark green forest. It was as if there was no end to it, forming a line with the sky. It was better not to look, after reading it, Tang Yin grinned. Now he was sure that he was not in Chengdu, because Chengdu did not have such a huge forest.

What was this place?

Tang Yin bit his lips, and slowly slid down the tree trunk. If it was anyone else, they would probably feel despair at this moment. They had nothing but an inexplicable sense of direction and arrived in a huge forest. It was basically impossible for them to survive, but Tang Yin was just shocked.

The forest was a place he was very familiar with. Compared to the forest in the Northeast, it was much more difficult in the Northeast. Those who had not tried to spit on the ground before would not understand. If he could survive in the Northeast Forest, which was -40, -50 degrees Celsius, then what about here?

However, his usual dual blades were useless, which made Tang Yin's heart ache. For a martial artist like him, a weapon was life. Losing both blades meant losing half of one's life.

He looked around, picked up a broken fork from the ground, and deftly broke off the branches to make a stick, a strange forest, full of danger, with a stick, or at least a life-saving weapon.

He then used the broken twig to weave a ring around his foot, concealing his crotch.

After everything was done, Tang Yin brandished the rod in his hand, gritted his teeth and said: "If I were to know who did it, I will never forgive him!"

He judged the general direction of the sun, and after a moment of thought, he strode north.

He didn't know which direction he should take to leave the forest the fastest. He only knew that it was based on his senses.

The forest seemed to have no end. Tang Yin walked from dawn to noon, but he was still inside the forest. At the same time, he was becoming more and more confused, just where did this huge forest come from? He had too many questions.

Just as he was about to go up the tree and identify the direction again, he suddenly heard a series of roars coming from up ahead. The roars were very vague and very soft because they were too far away. Tang Yin's mind shook, he stared blankly for a moment, then forcefully held the wooden stick in his hand and kicked off his legs, quickly running in the direction of the sound.

As he ran forward, the sounds became clearer and more chaotic. There were sounds of metal clashing against metal, shouts, and screams …

Too many voices were mixed together, to the point that one couldn't even count them all. This made Tang Yin feel as if he was approaching a large battlefield. But it was ridiculous to think about it. Who would fight in the forest? Furthermore, they were even using cold weapons. If it was a mafia, then it would be even funnier. What were they fighting in this desolate place?

Gradually, the trees in the forest became more sparse, and there were more patches of grass. Sensing that they were close to a place of chaos, Tang Yin gradually slowed down, his body subconsciously bending down as he carefully moved closer.

Tang Yin could not stand up, he struggled to land on the ground, but luckily he was in the grass, so he did not feel pain when he fell on the ground. He cursed softly, crawled up from the ground, and turned around to look, but his face immediately revealed a look of shock, it turned out that the person who mixed up with him was actually a person, who was covered in blood, lying motionlessly on the ground.

Tang Yin gasped, frowning as he stared at the man in front of him.

The man wore a long black robe, and on his chest was leather armor that had been painted with black paint. On his feet was a pair of boots, and in his hand was a long spear.

Was he making a movie? Tang Yin burst out laughing, he raised his eyes and looked around, his ears were filled with the sounds of fighting, but he did not see the cameraman. Obviously, the cameraman wasn't here. Wasn't this actor who acted as a dead man too professional? As he thought of this, he picked up the stick and poked that person, saying, "Get up, brother, your show is over!"

The man lay motionless on the ground. He didn't even seem to breathe. His ashen face was no different from a dead man's.

Tang Yin raised his eyebrows, and slowly retracted the rod. Seeing that the tip of the rod had stuck onto the man's blood, he dipped his finger in and stuck it, then lowered his head and smelt it, it was a sweet smell. Tang Yin was rich in experience, he immediately realized that this was true blood and not fake. He widened his eyes, went close to the man, and touched his neck.

Ah! Tang Yin was secretly shocked, this was a real death, not a fake one. This means that, this was not an act or a movie, but a real fight! However, it was strange that no one else was wearing such clothes. Tang Yin suddenly stood up, wanting to pass through the forest to see what was going on. After walking two steps, he stopped, lowered his head and looked at his naked body which only had a circle of branches to cover it.

He sighed, looked back at the corpse on the ground, then came back, murmuring, "Friend, I'm sorry, but your clothes are more useful on me than on you!" As he spoke, he took off the corpse's clothes and quickly put them on. It was just that Tang Yin did not know that after he donned this set of clothes, his entire life had started to change.

Tang Yin was of medium build, so as long as the size of the clothes wasn't special, he could basically wear them. Although the sticky blood made Tang Yin feel uncomfortable wearing the dead man's clothes, it was still better than running away. Finally, he picked up the leather armor and weighed it in his hands. Feeling that it was rather heavy, he casually threw it away and actually took out the spear in the corpse's hand.

Tang Yin looked at the corpse on the ground and laughed sinisterly. Then, he took a deep breath and burrowed out of the forest with his waist as well.

When he came out of the forest and looked out of the thick grass, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.