Everyone fell.
Standing among these unconscious or wailing people, Yang Zhen stood proudly like a crane among the chickens.
The fight is over, what to do next?
Run? You can't escape, this is a fairy world. No matter where you go, they are sure to find a way to find you.
At that time, it might be a beating, maybe a missing leg, or maybe an elder would kill him directly in anger, which is not impossible.
This possibility is even very high. The main branch can't do anything about Qin, but it can severely humiliate her by humiliating and killing her men.
The only one who can protect him now is grandma, but she is two hundred miles away. She must be informed quickly, time is life! Yang Zhen walked under a rockery and took out the shivering maid who was squatting there.
"What's your name? Who is your master here? Tell me quickly!" He looked fierce, his hands were still dripping with blood, and his clothes were soaked in blood, like a murderer.
"My, my name is Luzhi, and I belong to Miss Ying." The maid replied tremblingly.
"Sure enough, it is Zhao Ying who is causing trouble!" Yang Zhen grabbed Lu Zhi, dragged her to the monk, and kicked him in the lower back:
"Stop pretending to be dead!"
The monk said "ouch" and opened his eyes.
"Who do you belong to? What's your name?"
"My name is Zhao Dezhu, and I belong to Master Song." He pointed to the unconscious fat man.
"Why do you say there is a formation here? Can people get out?"
"It's a soundproof formation. No sound can be transmitted outside. It's okay if people want to go out."
"Oh! Then you can continue to sleep." Yang Zhen kicked him on the head, not too hard, and the man fainted immediately.
He was very disgusted with Zhao Dezhu, and he stopped the meeting when he asked him to stop. Unexpectedly, the dignified monk unexpectedly attacked him. If it weren't for this person, how could the following things have happened?
He groped for a while on Zhao Dezhu. This man is indeed a poor man, he doesn't even have a storage bag. I did find a small knife, about half a foot long. I don't know why I didn't use it just now. I guess I thought it was of little use.
Yang Zhen held the knife and dragged Lu Zhi to Zhao Ying. Although the girl grimaced in pain, she didn't say much. She just looked at him with hatred in her eyes, with a sneer of schadenfreude on her lips.
"Listen," Yang Zhen put the knife against Zhao Ying's face and said to Lu Zhi, "Just follow my instructions, otherwise your lady's face..."
The knife struck Zhao Ying's face, and both girls screamed in fright.
"Go out now, go to the courtyard where I just lived, find the people inside, one is named Caiyan and the other is named Caiyun, tell them what's going on here, do you hear me?"
"Except for them, you can't tell anyone what happened here! Remember?"
"Yeah." Luzhi said timidly, stood up and walked towards the door.
"Luzhi——" Zhao Ying suddenly shouted: "Go out to find my grandpa. Don't be afraid of this little thief. He doesn't dare to kill me. Even if he destroys my face, grandpa can cure me. Don't be afraid of him!"
Mudd! This little girl is really looking for death! Yang Zhen was furious.
He suddenly smiled, picked up a wooden stick, and pulled off a piece of cloth from the person next to him. Under the surprised eyes of the two women, he tied up Zhao Ying's injured thigh with three strokes.
As a senior traveler in his previous life, he was very proficient in first aid knowledge.
"I have tied up her thigh. As long as she doesn't move it, it will be fine even if it takes a day. So," he looked at Lu Zhi and said word by word: "Do as I tell you. , nothing happened to your young lady. When the great elder arrives, I will admit whether he killed or chopped him. But, if you tell others and let other elders come over in advance, then I don’t care if the fish is dead or the net is broken. By then, this You can't afford it if someone's baby on the ground dies or becomes disabled, do you understand?"
"Also," Yang Zhen's tone turned cold, and she turned to Zhao Ying with a fierce look: "If you think your grandpa can cure your injuries. No problem, then I will make more cuts. The more wounds there are, the less effective the treatment will be." The worse it gets. Even if it looks better on the surface, the blood vessels and tendons inside will be broken, and your face will be ruined for the rest of your life. Do you want to try it? "
Zhao Ying's lips trembled and she turned her face to the side, no longer daring to be arrogant. I just feel that the child in front of me is like a demon turned into a god, extremely hateful.
"Go quickly. Remember, don't tell anyone else, and don't panic. This is just a fight between a few children. Don't be smart and make things get out of hand, understand?" Yang Zhen asked Luzhi again, her voice soft. , even with a hint of a smile.
Lu Zhi nodded numbly, not sure if she really understood.
She opened the courtyard door and walked out.
There was no cry for help from outside, and Yang Zhen felt slightly relieved.
…
After Lu Zhi left, Yang Zhen had nothing to do and simply tied up the injured thighs of these people with clothes. There is no shortage of materials, just a wooden stick for each person, not to mention clothes, which can be torn and used immediately.
Not everyone fainted like the little fat man. When Yang Zhen treated them, some sneered at the corners of their mouths, while others lowered their heads, as if feeling guilty.
Yang Zhen didn't care about them, as long as she had a clear conscience. He kept holding on to his hands while thinking about what to do next.
If grandma arrives first, everything will be easy. But she was two hundred miles away from here, and the time it took for Zhiyuan to send the message plus the flight back, and Luzhi running to report the message, it would take an hour, or even longer.
This time is enough time for various accidents to occur. These children are the treasures of the family. There is no guarantee that no one will come looking for them. Moreover, what if the green fat is not frightened by him and runs to tell others?
If a qi-training monk comes, he can still deal with it. If it is a foundation-building cultivator, even if he holds a hostage in his hand, it may be of no use. Immortal cultivators have too many methods.
No, we can't place all our hopes on Mammy, we have to think of another way.
He walked around anxiously, with various thoughts flashing in his mind, but there was nothing he could do. The difference in strength was too great.
Involuntarily, he held the small bluestone in his arms. At this time, it seemed that it was the only one that could give him some comfort.
I wonder how Xiaocao is doing?
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in my mind:
"elder brother--"
The voice is crisp, tender, and a little raw. It is exactly the voice that Yang Zhen has been thinking about!
Xiaocao, she's awake and can talk! Yang Zhen was ecstatic.
"Brother," the voice continued, "find a place where there is no one, and then come to the space to find me."
A place with no one? Yang Zhen saw those rockery caves at a glance.
Before entering the cave, he glanced viciously at the people lying on the ground and warned: "I am resting inside. If anyone dares to move, I will break his other leg."
After saying that, he got in with all his strength. When he reached a dark place where nothing could be seen, he stopped.
Soon, a familiar feeling of dizziness came over him, his eyes darkened, and a huge force sucked him in.
…
"Xiaocao!" Yang Zhen shouted in surprise.
The grass seems to have not changed much, it is still one foot tall and has two leaves, but the whole plant exudes a crystal luster, as if it is naturally carved from jade.
"Brother." Xiaocao swayed slightly, and it could be heard that she was also very happy in her heart.
"Little..." Yang Zhen suddenly stopped: "You, do you have a name?"
In the past, when she couldn't speak, he would call her Xiaocao. It should have a name now.
Xiaocao was silent for a while, as if reminiscing.
"My name is Yaoyi," she said.
"Yao Yi," Yang Zhen muttered silently. This name gave him a sense of origin: "Then I'll call you Yi Yi."
"Yiyi, okay, I'm Yiyi." Xiaocao said happily.
"Brother, I feel that you are very anxious. Are you in big trouble?" Xiao Cao Yiyi asked.
Yang Zhen looked surprised at this time, looking at the two vibrant spiritual plants in the space with her mouth open. This is exactly the fragrant grass he threw in a few days ago. How come it's alive again?
But now is not the time to talk about this. After hearing Yiyi's question, he briefly explained the matter.
"I want to capture someone as a hostage, but if Elder Establishment arrives, I guess it will be useless to capture him." He expressed his concerns.
"Building the foundation?" Yiyi asked, "Is there any grandma who is powerful?"
"The highest level is about the same as grandma, but the average level is not as good as grandma."
Yang Zhen and Xiao Cao talked about many things, including grandma's magic power cultivation, which he introduced to her based on his own observations.
Yiyi fell into thinking. Yang Zhen took the opportunity to look around and was pleasantly surprised to find that the stone space had become larger, at least twice as big!
"Brother, I can help you." Yiyi said.
"If the Foundation Establishment cultivator wants to snatch the hostages from you, there are about four ways..." She began to analyze them one by one.
"The first is to use the soul to attack, making you suddenly unable to move. But they don't know, brother, your soul is not weak either. Unless you use the strongest attack from the beginning, you will not be able to be restrained."
As long as he doesn't restrain himself, he can fight back. Yang Zhen nodded.
Most people will not use all their strength from the beginning, especially the soul attack.
"The second method is to take the weapon from your hand directly. This is easier to deal with. Brother, go get the sword and put a drop of blood on it."
She was talking about the sword left by the Jin family. Yang Zhen picked it up, followed Xiaocao's instructions, cut her finger, and a drop of blood fell on it.
A green gleam of light enveloped the sword and then disappeared. Yang Zhen suddenly felt that she had a connection with this sword.
"This sword has been stained with your essence and blood. If others want to take it away, they must refine it first." Xiaocao explained.
"The third method is to directly attack you with that fast and concealed spell. In this case, you can only try to hide behind the hostage and give yourself time to react."
This is equivalent to dodging a sniper's bullet. Yang Zhen is a little over the top.
"The fourth way is to use invisibility or other spells to suddenly get close to you and then subdue you."
"Yes." Yang Zhen responded. There are endless methods for foundation-building monks, and he is most worried about the third and fourth methods.
"I'll go out and help you with the latter two." Xiaocao said.
"Get out? You can get out!" Yang Zhen was surprised and happy.
