In the dark night, Yang Si ran fast in the alley, like a rabbit on the run, nimble and agile.
A group of men were chasing behind him, each of them was over 1.9 meters tall, and the tallest one was 2.2 meters tall. They were holding steel forks, wooden sticks, and shovels, as if they were chasing a prey.
Yang Sihun was frightened. It was not that he had never seen tall people before, but he had never seen a group of such tall people. He must have stabbed the "Giant's Den".
He fled back to the house where he lived, kicked open the door, and shouted: "Get up! Kill! Kill..."
The word "人" was not shouted out. He was dumbfounded. The room was empty.
Your mother!
Where are people?
"A killer with a thousand swords!"
Yang Si was furious. This was leaving him here to feed a tiger. It was so fucking unloyal.
"Why are you howling in mourning?"
At this moment, a yell woke him up, and he saw Wang Cheng standing at the gate of the village with Zhang Xiaosheng on his back. The door was already opened, and he knew without thinking that it was Wang Cheng who did it.
Yang Si immediately followed, and Wang Cheng carried Zhang Xiaosheng on his back and fled quickly.
"Horse! The horse was not brought out!"
"You want your horse or your life!"
A group of tall men chased them out from behind. The three of them couldn't walk back. The terrain there was flat and they would be overtaken by them, so they found a weedy area where they could set foot and got in.
After running for nearly ten minutes and making sure that no one was chasing him, Wang Cheng found a big stone, placed Zhang Xiaosheng on it, and then quickly sat down cross-legged to meditate.
His mind quickly sank into his mind, and he saw that the ball transformed from the Soul-eating Pearl was unsettled.
He didn't want to have another Michael Jackson imitation show. Of course, he was even more afraid of swallowing the souls of the two people around him, so he silently recited his thoughts.
"The most precious thing for a lady is life; the most precious thing for life is Tao. People have Tao, just like fish have water. A fish in a dry rut still hopes to rise into the water. Weak and mournful customs have no intention of creating Tao. They hate life and death. Love the suffering of life and death. Pay more attention to the name of morality and despise the conduct of morality..."
Yang Si looked at him with a strange look on his face and said, "What's wrong with him? Did he suddenly have a convulsion?"
"You kid know nothing!"
Zhang Xiaosheng slapped Yang Siguang on the head and said: "He is practicing mind power!"
Yang Si opened his mouth, and finally turned into the word "fuck", looking at Wang Cheng like a monster.
Zhang Xiaosheng was thoughtful, his wrinkled face gradually became serious, and his eyes were staring at Wang Cheng for a moment.
The night was dark, it was still late at night, the crescent moon was looming, and there was already dew on the ground.
Soon, Wang Cheng's mind exited his mind, and the Soul-eating Pearl was stabilized, so there should be no more changes for the time being.
He found some hay and put it under his buttocks, and asked Yang Si: "What did you take from them? Let them chase and beat you?"
Yang Si wiped his sweat and cursed: "This has nothing to do with it! You don't know, those giant monsters gathered together to discuss how to kill us and seize our property. I happened to hear it, and then they chased after us. Hold on to me."
Wang Cheng was startled. This was a bandit's den, no, it was a wild beast's den, seeking money and life!
Thinking of those giants with an average height of two meters chasing after him, he was afraid for a moment. If he was really surrounded by this group of people, wouldn't he be trampled to pieces?
"I smell the smell of roasted chicken! There's also the smell of alcohol!" Zhang Xiao said abruptly.
Yesterday, he was busy running for his life. He didn't eat lunch or dinner. He had consumed so much energy just now. Wang Cheng was already hungry and his chest was pressed against his back. He quickly asked Yang Si to take out the things.
Yang Si seemed to be doing magic, with a roast chicken appearing in his left hand and a wine gourd appearing in his right hand. "Hehe" he said with a smile, "You see! I am also very powerful!"
"Bring it to you!"
Wang Cheng grabbed the roast chicken, then tore it into three pieces, one for each person, and started to eat.
"Bring the wine too!"
The three of them didn't care about saliva anymore. One of them took a swig, and even Zhang Xiaosheng, who was in poor health, drank.
As the wine entered his throat, the coldness in his body immediately went away. Wang Cheng was suddenly startled. He felt as if his blood was ignited and his blood was boiling.
He looked at the other two people. Zhang Xiaosheng also cast his gaze at this moment and said, "This wine is not simple! There are tiger bones in it!"
Wang Cheng added: "I also want precious medicine!"
Zhang Xiaosheng nodded and said: "That's right! And the age is not low! It's not those low-grade precious medicines that are one or two hundred years old!"
Medicinal materials that are more than a hundred years old and less than a thousand years old can be called precious medicines. Three hundred years is the first limit, one hundred to four hundred years is the low grade, four hundred to seven hundred years is the middle grade, and seven hundred to one thousand years is the top grade.
Medicinal materials that are more than a thousand years old and less than 10,000 years old can be called elixirs. Three thousand years is the limit, one thousand to four thousand years is the lower grade, four thousand to seven thousand years is the middle grade, and seven thousand to ten thousand years is the top grade.
It is a magical medicine that is over ten thousand years old. It is said to be able to revive human flesh and bones, but few people have actually seen it. It is so rare.
"Then let's go back again?" Yang Si blinked.
Wang Cheng said coldly: "If you're not afraid of death, just go back!"
Zhang Xiaosheng said: "This Lin Family Fort is not simple! When I was young, I fought against a man named Lin. The man was tall, eight feet tall, with rough skin and thick flesh, and great strength."
He recalled: "That was my most difficult battle. If I hadn't had a sword in my hand, I would have lost that battle!"
Wang Cheng and Yang Si were a little surprised that "Zhang Wudi", who had never been defeated in the world, could say this. It can be imagined how powerful the man named Lin was.
"Does that person have a name?" Yang Si asked.
Zhang Xiaosheng shook his head and said: "His origin is mysterious. He is neither from a famous family nor a great sect. I only know that the little girl who is with him always calls him "Lin Dahan"."
Wang Cheng was shocked, and a naive and dark face could not help but appear in his mind.
He then thought of something else and said, "Senior, what you mean is that Lin Dahan is from Linjiabao?"
Zhang Xiaosheng nodded and said: "Now that I think about it, he must be!" and added: "He is actually not proficient in martial arts, he only knows some superficial boxing skills. What is amazing is his horizontal kung fu, invulnerability to swords and guns, and his majestic body. His strength is endless, he probably took some magical medicine by chance."
"Old man, do you mean there is a magic medicine here?" Yang Si's eyes shone brightly.
Wang Cheng didn't have much interest. After leaving Sichuan and Chongqing County, his next plan was to go to Tiandu Mansion where Ninghou was located to find out about the master. There was no time to delay here.
However, Zhang Xiaosheng's following words completely changed his mind, "Boy, if you want to master the first layer of the Golden Body Technique, "Copper Skin and Iron Armor," this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
Yang Si scratched his head and said, "But how are we going to find the elixir? There are so many hills here."
Wang Cheng and Zhang Xiaosheng looked at each other, and smiles appeared on their faces at the same time.
Of course they can't find it, but someone can!
In the early morning, you can see a red sun rising slowly over the rolling mountains.
The gate of Linjiabao opened at this moment, and nearly a hundred tall men walked out one after another.
The oldest of these people was in his forties and the youngest was seventeen or eighteen years old. They were all over 1.9 meters tall. Each of them was carrying "weapons", including bows and arrows, steel forks, and stone sticks.
The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, two meters tall, with a piece of armor on his chest and two strong exposed arms. He held a large iron gun in his right hand and a shield in his left hand.
He has short hair, eyes as wide as copper bells, a dark complexion, and a beard on his chin that is five to six centimeters long, black and hard, like the thorns on a hedgehog.
At this time, a young man ran up to him and said, "Uncle Erhu, everyone is here!"
Lin Erhu nodded, waved his hand, and led the team toward the mountains.
Separated by tens of meters of grass, Wang Cheng quietly looked back and said, "Let's go! Follow them!"
Yang Si nodded. It turned out that they were the ones Wang Cheng said someone would take them to find.
The mountain road is difficult to travel.
After following Lin Jiabao's group for more than two hours and passing three hills, Wang Cheng and Yang Si arrived at the foot of a mountain.
Looking from a distance, this mountain has no peaks and is actually flat-topped. The entire mountain is bare including the foot of the mountain, with almost no animals or plants visible.
A small stream extends from the mountain to the outside, and heat is rising. The surface temperature is obviously higher than other places.
Wang Cheng felt a warmth coming from the soles of his feet, and the air was filled with the smell of fireworks mixed with sulfur, and he realized where he had arrived.
volcano!
It’s still an active volcano!
Yang Si looked suspicious and said: "How can there be magic medicine growing here where birds don't poop?"
The soil temperature here is very high and is not suitable for plant growth, but it is not that there is no plant growth.
Wang Cheng knew that there was a plant called silver arrow grass growing on the Hawaiian Island in the original world.
Nature is magical. The more difficult the environment, the more tenacious the plants that grow there. He originally expressed doubts about the elixir growing here, but now he is almost certain.
The two of them hid behind a big rock. Wang Cheng said to Yang Si at this time: "I have told you the marking method. You follow me. I will go back and take Senior Zhang with me."
Yang Sidao: "What do you mean? You want me to follow you alone?"
Wang Cheng said: "Then you go and bring your master back?"
Yang Si immediately shook his head like a rattle. Such a long journey involves climbing mountains and wading through rivers. Carrying a person on his back can tire him to death.
"Then what nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you hurry up and follow him! Remember to mark him!" Wang Cheng said, kicking him in the butt and turning around to leave.
Although he was unwilling in his heart, Yang Si still had the courage to follow him. The attraction of the elixir was too great.
The area around the volcano is no better than other places, and there is no cover. People will find it if they are not careful.
Yang Si was careful all the way, always staying more than thirty meters away from the people in Linjiabao. After following them for a few miles, the people suddenly disappeared.
Yes, it suddenly disappeared!
He jumped out from behind a big rock and looked around, but still saw no one.
"Damn it, you're so good, where have all the people died?"
He was extremely depressed, so he blinked and a large number of people disappeared alive, as if they had seen ghosts.
"boom!"
At this moment, he felt a pain in the back of his head, his head felt dizzy, and he fell to the ground.
