In fact, Zhao Ming has a golden finger.
Although his rebirth did not give him any background, he was just an ordinary farm boy, but he still had golden fingers.
He named this golden finger Breath of the Dead!
He could see some small green dots appearing near the deceased.
At first he thought it was a will-o'-the-wisp, a natural phenomenon like the burning of phosphorus.
This made him afraid to touch it for a while.
Until one month ago, when he was escaping from famine, he personally killed a guy who tried to steal his food and water.
It was not a cemetery, and there were no conditions for phosphorus fire to occur, so Zhao Ming touched it.
And just from this touch, he gained a lot of information about the deceased and inherited some of his abilities.
This was also out of control, but Zhao Ming still did not kill anyone during this period, but continued to touch the corpses along the way.
Whenever he sees a corpse, he can't help but look for that green mass and touch it to gain abilities.
And this also allowed him to summarize the characteristics of Goldfinger.
First, green dots will not appear on those who have been dead for too long and only have white bones left.
Secondly, the shorter the time of death, the more complete the ability to harvest the deceased, and vice versa.
Thirdly, if you kill it with your own hands, the ability you inherit is 100%!
Fourth, this ability will only inherit physical skills and part of lifetime memories, but not physical talents.
In other words, if you touch a muscular man with big and thick muscles, the other person's physical fitness will not be inherited.
But this is already an extremely valuable asset to Zhao Ming.
Along the way, his marksmanship was almost extremely good, and he touched the corpses of many big-headed soldiers.
One big-headed soldier's marksmanship is terrible, but if the corpses of many big-headed soldiers are stacked together, the marksmanship skill will gradually increase.
It's a pity that there is no gun!
The guns carried by these big-headed soldiers were hot commodities. They were either picked up by their companions or by the victims who had fled the famine earlier.
Secondly, Zhao Ming's sword skills are very good, even to the point where they can be called a peer.
In the land of Guanzhong, there are many swordsmen.
During the previous dynasty, a large number of knife bandits were rampant in Guanzhong.
In the early years of the Republic of China, the name of sword bandits became swordsmen.
The more famous ones have been sung in the Guanzhong area for a long time, such as Angcaozi, Hutou, Pinhaozi, Yaozi Longwu and Hualingzi.
The famous saying of Guanzhong swordsmen is that they live by the sword and die by the sword. They wear Guanshan swords at their waists, and they have the year of death but no birthday.
And even though firearms are now king, the swordsmen in Guanzhong are still rampant.
Nowadays, in the year of great disaster, there are no fewer swordsmen than the victims. Some of them are very righteous and chivalrous. They do not kill people but only kill to get rich. They are ruthless in robbing the rich and giving to the poor.
Some were taking advantage of the situation, so there were quite a few corpses of swordsmen coming along, and their swordsmanship skills were also improving.
Most of those who were brave enough to rob the rich and give to the poor later participated in the Xinhai Revolution and were considered a group of righteous men.
Fortunately for Zhao Ming, he picked up a knife. In the following month, he used the knife no less than thirty times. Every time a white knife went in and a red knife came out, he was not injured at all.
There are also many other messy skills that I have mastered.
What is more practical nowadays is the identification of herbal medicines, simple pulse diagnosis, and bone setting.
In addition, there are a lot of secrets in the house inherited by some hungry ghosts in the sex, which almost tainted Zhao Ming's brain.
After walking another mile or two, Zhao Ming finally arrived at a dilapidated village before sunset.
At first glance, there are dilapidated scenes everywhere, and the original residents are even more empty.
From time to time, we can hear some victims not far away walking in and out of rooms numbly, and everyone is using their remaining energy to look for possible food.
Unfortunately, nothing was found. However, one lucky guy found a few soybeans. As a result, Zhao Ming saw a fist fight.
In the end, the younger guy won and ran away with the things in his hands.
But some people couldn't help looking for someone, and fell straight forward. When everyone saw this scene, they just looked at it numbly and ignored it, and continued to move forward numbly.
No one spoke, and no one pointed out anything. People were suffering from extreme water and food shortages, and they had no energy to speak or pay attention to anything else.
It was only when most of the people couldn't find food rations and were ready to continue walking numbly that Zhao Ming entered the village and looked around.
All he wants is water!
Fortunately, I found it in an old well in the backyard of a house. There was a thin man working hard to shake the roller to get the water out of the well.
Finally, a small gourd of water was obtained. The man wanted to drink it, but Zhao Ming's knife had already been pulled out.
The next moment, blood spattered. The blade was too blunt, so the knife penetrated.
Pulling out the knife, Zhao Ming silently picked up the bucket and started drinking. He didn't drink all of it, leaving only half of it.
Zhao Ming then looked at the body on the ground and saw that it was an honest farmer.
But in troubled times, if you don't kill him, this man will drink all the water in one gulp.
A hungry person will only focus on eating and drinking even if he is in a life or death crisis. Zhao Ming can actually share it with this person.
But there is no way to explain why he didn't hesitate to drink water when he saw himself drawing the knife.
"do not blame me!"
Zhao Ming calmly pulled out the knife, his voice extremely hoarse.
When he turned around with the bucket, he saw several people blocking the door and looking at him, all of them with green eyes.
But the bucket was in Zhao Ming's hand, the knife was also in his hand, and the body fell before their eyes.
In the end, they were still afraid, and after hesitating for a moment, they all avoided Zhao Ming and rushed toward the corpse.
They were rummaging around frantically, and soon they were wrestling together.
Like the craziest lunatic, desperate to kill.
Zhao Ming just retreated to a distance and watched coldly.
A half-bitten piece of dry biscuit was passed back and forth in the hands of these people. They were hysterical, performing a fight that was almost beastly in peacetime.
Finally, someone grabbed a stone, and when he had enough strength, he opened the ladle, grabbed the biggest piece of cake, and stuffed it into his mouth.
But halfway through eating, another person choked him severely.
Seeing this, Zhao Ming didn't look any further. He walked out of the house and looked outside the courtyard to watch the sunset.
Glancing at the room, only one person stumbled out in the end, chewing continuously. Even if the dry biscuits pierced his mouth and blood kept brewing in his mouth, he swallowed it all down his throat.
But in the end, the man choked to death because there was no water, and fell in front of Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming knelt down and rummaged around, and after touching the body, he also found half a piece of dry biscuit.
Seemingly aware of something, he turned around and saw a woman standing behind him.
The woman looked at the man on the ground numbly, her dry lips pursed, and finally said nothing.
"Take it, your man snatched this for you... He took it with his life..."
The woman stared blankly at the half piece of dry biscuit in her hand, and then looked at Zhao Ming blankly.
