Hua Yi knew that traveling in the dense forest for several days may have caused his wound to fester. The wound on his chest that was scratched out by the beast's claw and almost reached the bone was torn apart during the fight. It seems that it will not heal for a while. I can only endure it until I join his people.
This time was not the most dangerous time he encountered, Hua Yi didn't panic, everything was still under control, he took a few deep breaths, waiting for the piercing pain to pass.
Ten years ago, after struggling to get rid of those hunters from the tribe he was born in, Hua Yi did not hide, he chose to become a "dead guest".
On this continent full of infinite dangers, every day, there will be countless young people who are daring and want to become a blockbuster to join the team of "dead guests". They carry out the most rigorous practice, go to the most dangerous places, and do everything Things that others dare not do, taking money that others dare not take, if you do it, it will be life and death, and if you get it, you will be unparalleled.
As long as you have money and can afford the price, you can buy anything through the dead guest's hands.
However, these daring young people usually die soon, and the dead guests don't live their lives as they please-they take chestnuts from the fire and escape from death.
If they don't have the mentality of not being able to see the sun of tomorrow without forcing themselves to become stronger, most of them will not be able to survive the first mission.
This is the path Hua Yi chose for himself back then. The once simple and worry-loving teenager gradually learned to lurk, doubt, be cautious, and never give up looking for life in the Jedi.
A dead guest who can survive for ten years, he will turn his name into a legend in the world on the verge of life and death.
Yinya, the dead guest, has been seen all over the northern continent. Since the name was known, he has never missed a single shot, but most people don't know that he used to be called Hua Yi, and he used to be a member of the Snow Wolf tribe at the foot of Yufeng Mountain. The youngest and kindest son of the former chief.
The sub-beast boy who had been sitting in the corner finally moved at this moment. He was like some kind of feline animal. When he walked, there was no sound under his feet. It seemed that he was right in front of him in a blink of an eye. The young man stopped five steps away from Hua Yi. He saw the veins on the back of Hua Yi's hand holding the dagger—he knew that the other party was still very wary of him.
The boy spread out his hands and put them in front of his body, indicating that he was not malicious. Then he squatted down and looked directly at Hua Yi's bloodshot eyes.
Among the orc corpses all over the floor, he didn't look cramped and scared at all, and he didn't try to use a smile to get closer. The young man seemed to regard Hua Yi as a wounded wild wolf, he slowly adjusted his long and shallow breath, and looked at him motionless, with clear and firm eyes.
After a while, the murderous intent in Hua Yi's eyes gradually faded, probably because he felt a little silly staring at such a young Asian beast, and he returned to that simple and honest smile with an indescribable cunning, With a weak but not weak voice, he asked in a harsh tone: "What, what do you want to say to me? Don't worry, a sub-beast like you is not worth my hands..."
The young man ignored him and said, "Ten years ago, when you were traveling, you saw a man holding a child. You saved his life and beat him with a horned deer, remember?"
Hua Yi was taken aback.
The boy went on to say: "That child is me, my name is Chang'an, Zhe Yan told me to remember to repay you, what wish do you have now?"
Hua Yi's wound hurt so much that he shivered. What the other party said sounded too bizarre, so he couldn't help but blurted out and asked, "Zhiyan? What Zheyan?"
After Changan was driven down the mountain by his teacher Bei Shi, he first went to see Ayan, and left her with a lot of food, flowers and a very precious big python skin, a big python of that size is not easy to hit, she took it, There are many things that can be exchanged with others, enough for her to live well for a long time, and then he left again.
He couldn't figure out what Bei Shi asked him to look for at the bottom of the mountain. The bottom of the mountain was full of people, and even beasts were much weaker than those on Yufeng Mountain. Where could there be anything that could hone him
Chang An couldn't find it, so he kept wandering around. He didn't have any desire to communicate with others, and he didn't know what he could do, so he hunted and practiced knives in the forest like a savage, and his life was almost the same as that on Yufeng Mountain. I can't understand his teacher's painstaking efforts in wanting him to contact the crowd at all.
However, Chang An still misses his "savior" in his heart after all. He went to Yufeng Mountain when he was seven years old, and he can count the people he has known in these years. .
"Find a man named Hua Yi with a silver animal pattern on his hand, and repay him for saving his life." This is what Zhe Yan told Chang'an when he was alive.
It's just that the mainland is so vast that it's really hard to find someone.
This was almost causing distress to Chang An, but he never expected that after wandering around like this for more than half a year, he would meet the person he was looking for in such a welcoming house in the wilderness.
Hua Yi couldn't think of it for a while, but when Chang An asked him bluntly what his wish was, the man still couldn't help laughing.
He stretched out his hand to support the ground for a while, the pain was gone, the wound was a little numb, Hua Yi sat down against the wall of the welcoming room, and said with a casual joke: "How do you want to repay, promise with your body? "
Chang An's expression was indifferent, his temper had been worn out by Bei Shi a long time ago, so he was not angry when the other party spoke so rudely, he just pointed at Hua Yi's wound and said, "Can you help me?"
Hearing this, Hua Yi glanced at him again, facing the calm face of the Asian beast boy, he suddenly felt a little bored, so he suppressed his smile, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Thank you, little brother, if you No trouble, then... light me a fire?"
Chang'an silently lit the fire in the stove pit, and Hua Yi roasted his knife on the fire for a while, then cut off the rotten flesh that had festered on the wound, and his cheek twitched , The cold sweat on his forehead fell into the stove pit with a "puchi", but he held back, without saying a word, and sprinkled the wound medicine he had with him on the wound.
Hua Yi clenched his teeth so tightly that even his lips turned white.
The small welcoming room was silent for a while, only the man's suppressed and heavy breathing, and the "cracking" sound of the damp matches in the stove pit.
I don't know how long it took before Hua Yi let out a sigh of relief. He suddenly had a vague impression, and remembered that it seemed to be what happened when he was on the way to the trial... At that time, he did encounter a man with a broken arm. Ya Beast and a baby, and after that, he got the name "Big Stupid".
Hua Yi turned his head, glanced at Chang An who was sitting quietly on the side, his voice softened a little, and asked, "You mean... a man with a broken arm?"
Chang An nodded and said, "That's Zhe Yan."
Hua Yi coughed in a low voice, and it took him a long time to calm down. He asked in a hoarse voice: "Then...that Zheyan, how is he doing now?"
Chang An lowered his eyes, fiddled with the fire in the stove, and replied, "Oh, he coughed like you first, and then died."
Hua Yi: "..."
He found that this strange child was a bit speechless.
Hua Yi looked Chang'an up and down—the man and the baby were too long ago for him, and the faces were blurred. He only remembered that the child was a small ball, which could be grabbed with one hand and cried. The sound is also very weak.
It seems that now that he has grown up, he is still not very majestic and majestic, and he seems to be in poor health. The night makes his face paler and reminds Hua Yi of the kind of fire that is only found in the south and is fired at extremely high temperatures. The porcelain is gorgeous and fragile, and it shatters when touched.
"What wish do you have?" Chang An asked again when he saw that he was in a daze.
Hua Yi smiled, shook his head, took out a roll of white cloth bandages from the package, and said casually: "Then you can tie up a wound for me."
Chang An took the bandage, knelt down beside him on one knee, and skillfully stopped the bleeding and tied the bandage. This made Hua Yi a little surprised. Generally speaking, sub-orc people don't need to hunt, they don't often leave their tribe, and they rarely suffer serious trauma. Some people have never seen blood in their entire lives.
Hua Yi turned his head to look at the scrupulous Asian beast boy with his head down—his serious expression seemed to be doing some great business, with his head lowered, a small piece of red rope was exposed at the neckline, and a looming red rope was tied underneath it. domino.
Hua Yi couldn't help but asked, "Are you a doctor?"
Chang An shook his head.
Hua Yi wanted to ask another question, but Chang An's hand suddenly tightened. Hua Yi didn't expect that the Asian beast boy had such strong hand strength. He was strangled all of a sudden, almost out of breath, and his expression was distorted. Chang An has already quickly tied the knot, saying: "This is a quick move, and the bleeding will be stopped."
Hua Yi was speechless for a while, but he was sure that this guy was definitely not a doctor, otherwise eight out of ten patients would be put to death by him.
Chang An didn't even realize that he had inherited Bei Shi's quack doctor's ability to kill without blood. He asked earnestly, "Is there anything else you want to cure?"
Hua Yi hurriedly waved his hands, not daring to work on him anymore.
But Chang An said persistently: "This is not life-threatening, do you have any other wishes?"
It took Hua Yi a long time to catch his breath. He looked at the strange young man sitting on the side with cold sweat, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "I have wishes, but the question is what can you do?"
Chang An said boldly: "You say, I always have a way."
Hua Yi said softly, "Can I tell you to kill someone?"
After hearing this, Chang An sat up straight, as if he had received some formal entrustment, and leaned forward, asking very solemnly, "Who will kill?"
Hua Yi stared at him for a while, then burst out laughing. He peeled off a piece of bud sugar he had with him and put it in his hand. With an upright and gentle expression, he said to Chang An: Eat candy, young child... It's all right, why kill someone?"
Chang An put the candy in his mouth, his eyes seemed to pierce the man's ever-changing face, piercing his heart all the way, Hua Yi couldn't help avoiding his sight for a moment.
Chang'an felt that when Hua Yi said the word "kill", there was clearly a murderous intent in Hua Yi's eyes, and Chang'an was familiar with that kind of murderous intent that was stretched like a tight string. A person... Hua Yi really wanted to kill.
Hua Yi packed up the package on the ground, put on the coir raincoat, and buckled the bamboo hat. As he walked out, he said, "Okay, I have some urgent matters and I can't take you with me. Take care of yourself. We will meet again in the future."
After he finished speaking, he strode into the rain without looking back.
The footsteps of orcs cannot be matched by sub-beasts. Hua Yi regarded the accidental encounter with this young man as a novelty, he thought, if he could live to old age, he would be able to settle all his grievances one day, and he would be lucky to have his own home, surrounded by a bunch of strays under his feet. When he was talking to the snotty, ignorant little guys like him back then, he could tell them about this adventure on a rainy night, and that strange young man with petal-like eyes.
The young man looked like a ghost or a fairy who came out of an ancient legend, but when he spoke, his brows were straight, with a little silly energy, which was quite interesting.
He bypassed a tribe and didn't stop for a whole night to rest. Just when the day was about to dawn, Hua Yi heard a rustling sound behind him.
He turned around abruptly, only to find that the young man in the welcoming room had followed up, carrying his burden that seemed to be a big beam.
Hua Yi was a little startled, he didn't expect this kid to be able to keep up with him even though he was a bit of an outsider.
But he knew that the road ahead was very difficult and dangerous, if he asked this ignorant young man to follow him, it would obviously hurt him.
Hua Yi thought of this, and suddenly turned into a beast. The silver giant beast was majestic, and miraculously shook the hair on its body, and then ran in the heavy rain, trying to shake the boy off.
Every time he transforms into a beast, Hua Yi wonders why they still keep their human form, why they keep such a weak side. The body, bones, and muscles of beasts are much stronger than those of humans. Only when he was walking, he could feel the exhilaration brought by running.
Hua Yi doesn't understand, since they can do this, why do they form a tribe with those sub-beasts and women, and usually appear in the form of a human... Human, what's so good
He didn't know how long he ran, and even passed several welcoming houses. This time, Hua Yi didn't stay any longer.
The sky began to get darker, the rain was much less, but the ground became more muddy. Just when Hua Yi felt that he was about to walk out of this forest area, he heard a low growl.
Hua Yi didn't stop walking, but he swooped decisively to the front right, just in time to avoid the giant beast that jumped out from the side. The giant beast bit the air, and roared again. At that moment, seven or eight adult orcs emerged from the bushes, and Ganqing had been waiting for him here.
It seems that it is impossible not to fight.
Hua Yi sighed secretly, stopped, stepped on the ground with his powerful front paws, leaving deep marks, and then showed his sharp fangs.