"Hey, there's actually a trace of heart energy left?" The middle-aged man was surprised. He raised his hand to push away the dry hair stuck to his face, revealing a bloody face with gray lips. At first glance, it looked like a corpse. "What a lucky guy!"
The middle-aged man looked at the pile of corpses.
Several days have passed since the body fell.
Regardless of how serious his injuries were, he was still able to maintain a weak pulse after lying on the pile of corpses for such a long time. He was definitely a scholar. The middle-aged man checked his meridians and found that it was true. But he did not do more. Instead, he looked up at the old man and the young man in front of him and asked: "Do you want to save him? Or just throw him back and pretend that we didn't see him?"
As the saying goes, don't rescue people of unknown origin.
The old man pondered for a while, counted on his fingers, and said: "They came here because of Shaobai, which can be regarded as a kind of fate. If they can be saved, then they will be saved. If they cannot be saved, then it is fate."
It was so weak that only a trace of heart pulse remained. This kind of injury naturally could not be cured by a middle-aged man or an old man, so it depended on Shaobai.
Shao Bai raised his hand and manifested a wooden staff with small red flowers growing on it, and outside of his tight-fitting clothes, a sacrificial robe with gorgeous patterns appeared.
His robes moved without wind, and his palms formed seals, causing the wooden staff to float in the air. Mysterious patterns and the Big Dipper bloomed from under his feet. Shao Bai closed his eyes devoutly, chanting and mumbling. The middle-aged man looked up and saw a huge female shadow behind him.
The phantom holds up his left hand and makes hand gestures with his right hand.
The face seemed to be covered by a veil, and the specific details could not be seen clearly.
According to the old man, this is the evil god they worship.
Just as he was thinking about it, Shao Bai's wooden stick fell to the ground.
Countless green leaves sprouted, turning into vines that entangled and enveloped the "corpse" on the ground. As the green leaves sank into the person's body, the previously dry and empty meridians slowly recovered their vitality as if a long drought had brought a downpour. The weak heart veins were injected with a magnificent vitality.
Bang, bang, bang, bang…
The heartbeat gradually became clearer from being barely perceptible. The middle-aged man took the man's pulse for a while, and could feel the faint beats on his fingertips. He exclaimed, "This is really saving a life. Alas, why didn't I get this treatment when I was rescued?"
Pulling a dying person back from the hands of the King of Hell is something that a scholar cannot do, and even the most skilled doctor in the world cannot even begin to compare to him. When the man's pulse stabilized, Shaobai put the wooden stick on his waist and started walking.
He said excitedly: "Teacher, I will double it again."
Maybe we can even rescue a few people alive.
Although he is not very smart and usually has the company of his teacher and Uncle Lin, Shaobai still feels lonely sometimes. If he can see a few new faces, he will not be so bored. After a few jumps, he returned to the place where he found the lucky guy.
He didn't mind the dirt and started to clean it carefully.
As his cultivation deepened, his perception of life energy became more acute. For example, the lucky guy just now, whether it was Uncle Lin or the teacher, if they did not concentrate and perceive carefully, it would be extremely difficult to detect the existence of that heart pulse, but he could sense it without any contact as long as he was not too far away, as if he was born with it.
The middle-aged man known as Fourth Uncle Lin sat back down, looking at the faint rise and fall of Lucky's chest, and said, "Although his heart pulse has recovered, he has internal and external injuries all over his body. It is still unknown whether he can open his eyes and wake up..."
There are many external injuries, but even more internal injuries.
The situation is far worse than it was back then.
The old man said, "This is fate."
Fourth Uncle Lin: “…”
As expected, he is an old charlatan who firmly believes in fortune-telling.
After a while, Shao Bai came back carrying two people on his left and right, and said excitedly: "Teacher, Fourth Uncle Lin, I know these two people!"
The old man and Uncle Lin were surprised when they heard this: "Do you know him?"
Shao Bai put the two of them down, raised his hand and pointed at the person on the left, complaining: "It was him who tried to steal my flowers before!"
Then he pointed at the person lying on the right and said happily, "This person also said he would buy me a lot of candy. I remember it all!"
The teacher always withheld his candy.
His front teeth have clearly grown out.
"Teacher, is he here to bring me candy?" Shao Bai touched his body, trying to find the hidden candy bag.
"Shaobai, when did it happen?"
The two old men couldn't help but look solemn.
Ask Shaobai carefully what is going on.
Because he was thinking about the candy that Chao Lian promised him, Shaobai had a clear memory and told the story of what happened half a year ago one by one like pouring out beans.
Uncle Lin couldn't help but gasp, his eyes widened in shock: "So, that means - this group of people were brought here from the northwest? The distance between the two places is more than a thousand miles?"
And it just happened to hit them
He knew that there was a life-and-death struggle in the northwest, and that the forces of all parties were involved. But how terrifying would it be to produce such a huge spatial distortion and teleport people thousands of miles away? What an amazing scene? Fourth Uncle Lin began to be confused. Were they sure that the forces in the northwest were fighting instead of tearing up the land beneath their feet
The old man pondered and remembered that there was such a thing. Shaobai had asked him how to kill insects. Could it be the person in front of him? He raised his hand and turned over the "corpse" on Shaobai's left side, pulled the person's collar down, revealing a charred back.
Uncle Lin took a closer look and said sympathetically, "Did this man get struck by lightning? There's not a single piece of good flesh on his back..."
There is not only a smell of blood and decay, but also a strong burnt smell.
Fortunately, the wound was burnt and the bleeding was stopped. Otherwise, the wound on the back would have bled to death.
The old master and his apprentice have different focuses from Uncle Lin.
Shao Bai said regretfully: "Teacher, it's gone."
The seal he left before is gone.
Looking at the damaged totem remaining on the shoulder blade, the old man loosened his hand and vaguely understood why these people landed so accurately. Most likely, this person was carrying Shao Bai's seal, and Shao Bai happened to be summoning souls to pay tribute to the gods, and a resonance occurred by accident.
Since it is not my fate to die—
"Shaobai, stabilize the injuries and don't let anyone die."
Shao Bai nodded obediently: "Okay, teacher."
Looking at Shaobai who had prayed twice in a row without running out of energy, the old man felt satisfied but also vaguely surprised.
The high priests' prayers all consumed divine power, and the prayers for saving people were one of the most consuming prayers. After all, it was to snatch people from the King of Hell, violating the ethics of life and death, so the price was naturally not small. The high priests of all generations had to rest for several days after praying to save people.
Shaobai always handled it with ease.
Although this was related to his kind-hearted character and devout faith, it also indirectly proved that this child was indeed favored by the gods.
After the prayer, the two's heart pulses stabilized.
The old man ordered Uncle Lin to carry the three seriously injured people back to the cave where the three of them were temporarily staying, and Shaobai continued to search for the bodies.
Uncle Lin had no choice but to do as he was told.
Looking at the three people lying in a row, Fourth Uncle Lin turned his head and saw the old man squatting in the corner, preparing medicine with an expressionless face.
Worried: "Will you really not be able to save these three troubles?"
The old man replied calmly: "If it's troublesome, just kill him."
As if killing people is as common as killing chickens.
The old man not only used herbs when preparing medicine, but also added some insects that Shaobai usually played with, pounded them into powder with a pestle and mortar, and rolled them into a disgusting ball. Although it looked disgusting, the effect was beyond doubt. After preparing the medicine, the old man felt tired.
He ordered Uncle Lin to take care of the people and went to rest.
When the moon reached its zenith, Shaobai returned with regret.
He was covered in dirt and looked like a beggar who went out to beg for nothing: "Uncle Lin, there is no one left alive."
Only those three lucky ones.
Uncle Lin used the old man's words to tease Shao Bai.
"Shao Bai, there is no need to feel lost. This is their fate."
In the dry cave, three people were lying in a row on the stone bed that Shaobai had carved out. A bonfire was burning next to the stone bed, lighting up the dark cave in an orange-red color. Shaobai took off his white tights, whose original color could not be seen, threw them into the clothes basket, and used a wooden basin to draw water and take a shower.
"Uncle Lin, when will they wake up?"
When Shaobai came back, Fourth Uncle Lin had already washed the dirty clothes, wrung them dry, and hung them on a hemp rope to dry - before being picked up by this old and young couple, Fourth Uncle Lin was a pampered man, but now he lives like a maid and can do anything.
He didn't want to, but he couldn't beat him.
"Wake up when it's time to wake up."
I just hope that one of the three people on the stone bed can work.
"Don't worry, these three are not ordinary people. As long as the Dan Mansion can resume operations, it won't take long for them to be alive and kicking again."
Uncle Lin was drying clothes when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
I'm not afraid of naughty kids making noises, I'm just afraid of them suddenly becoming quiet.
Turning his head, he saw Shao Bai pinching one of the men's cheeks with one hand, forcing him to open his mouth, and with the other hand stuffing the still-twisting white worm into his mouth. Fourth Uncle Lin: "Don't feed him to death."
Shao Bai: "This is good stuff."
"No matter how good the stuff is, it has only been used by wild beasts in the mountains. We don't know if it can be used by humans..."
Shao Bai said, "Let's find someone else to try next time."
The hairs on Fourth Uncle Lin's back suddenly stood up - this master and disciple pair have always treated each other like humans, could it be that they were targeting him as a drug tester
Shaobai grabbed two more and stuffed them into the mouths of the other two.
The physical fitness of these three people is indeed excellent. In the second half of the night, except for their body temperature which fluctuated, everything else was normal.
It was getting light outside the cave, and Shaobai continued to dig the hole.
Fourth Uncle Lin was responsible for preparing food for the master and apprentice.
The political environment in the central part of the mainland is much more peaceful than that in the northwest. Apart from the frictions and conflicts on the borders of various countries, there are no major wars in other places. Although the pressure on the survival of the common people is also great, and there are natural disasters every now and then, at least they can concentrate on farming.
The annual harvest is not enough to feed us, but we won’t starve to death either.
Before entering the mountains, he had bought enough daily necessities, and with the addition of mountain game, the three of them did not live too badly.
Uncle Lin skillfully dissected the prey that Shaobai had hunted, cleaned every part, chopped it up, blanched it, and added the left ingredients to a clay pot.
Use the bird eggs Shaobai found to make soup.
Soon, the milky white soup began to bubble in the clay pot, and the aroma of the food awakened the people who had not had water or food for several days.
The man lying on the outermost side twitched his eyelids.
The hunger in his stomach was so strong that it felt like countless ants were gnawing at the flesh in his stomach. As his consciousness gradually recovered, the pain in his limbs and bones also stimulated his nerves. Finally, he slowly opened his eyelids, which seemed to be filled with lead, and his vision was blurry.
He seemed to have exhausted all his strength before opening his eyes.
He stared blankly at the top of the cave.
At this moment, his mind went blank. He didn't know who he was, where he came from, why he was here, or why his body was aching so uncontrollably... His brain seemed to be rusty, running slowly and laboriously.
After a long time, his ears caught the sound.
"You're awake? Wow, you're really lucky." A man in coarse linen turned around, holding a large wooden spoon in his right hand, tasting the saltiness. He said, "You woke up at the right time. I cooked a big pot of soup. It's all very nutritious. Want to try it?"
He looked at Uncle Lin in confusion: "Where is this?"
"In the middle of the continent, in a deep mountain within the territory of Qi State."
"The middle of the continent?"
He inexplicably doubted the authenticity of this answer.
I should be in the underworld.
Uncle Lin asked him, "It's not important. Can I ask who you were fighting with before, and why did you cause the sky crack?"
fight
This word was like a key that opened the box of memories in the man's mind, and the scenes before he lost consciousness came flooding back.
Uncle Lin was about to mutter that this man might have lost his memory due to brain damage, but the man suddenly became emotional, fell off the stone bed, and struggled to shout "Big Brother". In desperation, Uncle Lin used the Word Spirit to imprison him and looked at him coldly.
After a while, I asked him, "Are you calm now?"
"Let me go!"
Fourth Uncle Lin filled a bowl of broth, blew it to cool it down, then pried open the man's mouth and forced the broth into his mouth. "You finally managed to save your life, so stop messing around. If Shaobai sees you, he might throw you into a worm's stomach to heal you slowly."
The man tried to struggle, but the Dan Mansion was empty and his hands and feet were powerless. He accidentally saw the Sixth Brother and Thirteenth Brother still lying on the stone bed, and suddenly became quiet. Fourth Uncle Lin did not miss his subtle reaction: "Do you know each other?"
"One is my elder brother, and the other is my younger brother."
"My name is Chao Lian, Chao Qingzhi."
"You just said this is the middle of the continent?"
"Is this really not the underworld?"
"Yes, yes, yes - you are still alive, you are not dead, your brother and your younger brother have also been rescued, the three of you are lucky to have met Shaobai. With that kind of injury, only he can snatch people from the King of Hell." Seeing that he didn't make a fuss, Fourth Uncle Lin served him another bowl and offered to feed him, but Chao Lian turned his face away and refused.
Fourth Uncle Lin was just about to use the same old trick to get it down his throat.
How can the wounded be kept healthy if they don’t eat some meat
Chao Lian said weakly: "No."
Uncle Lin: "There is no poison in this soup."
Chao Lian released his strength and leaned back, leaning against the edge of the stone bed. His dirty face could not hide his sad eyes: "I am in deep mourning."
Uncle Lin was stunned when he heard this and had to put down the bowl.
After a while, Chao Lian finally figured out what was going on. He had actually come to the middle of the continent from the northwest. Who had sent him here? He tried to recall the details and suddenly remembered what Fourth Uncle Lin had said about the "sky crack": "What is the sky crack you are talking about?"
The two sides exchanged details.
When Chao Lian learned that he had fallen with thousands of corpses, he held on to a tiny hope: "Are there any other people alive? Are my brother and the others... still alive? Where did they fall? Please, let me go find them!"
Fourth Uncle Lin said, "Only the three of you are alive."
"Only, only the three of us?"
"What about the others?"
Chao Lian seemed to have lost all his strength.
Fourth Uncle Lin said, "The others are all dead. According to your story, your eldest brother's self-detonation attracted the thunder from the sky, which accidentally attracted your younger brother's thunder punishment. The compatibility of the two powers is the fundamental reason for the sky crack. No wonder so many corpses were burnt, so it turned out that they were really burnt by thunder? As for the three of you, you are able to survive because this kid blocked the direct thunder tribulation, otherwise—tsk!"
Fourth Uncle Lin said this and pointed at his thirteenth brother Shao Chong.
Chao Lian and the other man's meat were not burnt much, but Shao Chong's was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, with almost no piece of meat intact. The situation was serious.
Looking at Shao Chong, Chao Lian fell into a long silence.
"You shouldn't have saved—"
The eldest brother and his brothers died, but the three of them are still alive.
Upon hearing this, Fourth Uncle Lin drew out his sword and put it on Shao Chong's neck. He said to the nervous Chao Lian, "Hehe, if that's the case, then we are meddling in other people's business. How about I kill your brother with my sword before he wakes up and then send you off?"
Chao Lian naturally couldn't agree: "Stop!"
Fourth Uncle Lin took back his sword and said, "Young man, a good death is worse than a miserable life. You regret not being able to die on the same day as your brothers, but if you die now, you will at most live to the seventh day after their death. Just rest and recover. Living requires more courage than dying."
At least there is still one older brother and one younger brother left.
Chao Lian's tears fell.
After he endured the severe pain and finally extracted a trace of martial energy and introduced it into the Dan Palace, his weak limbs finally regained a little strength. He begged Uncle Lin: "Can you trouble me to go there? I want to bury my brothers and let them rest in peace?"
Uncle Lin would naturally not refuse.
but-
"That's a lot of bodies. You have to be prepared."
There is a high probability that you won’t be able to find a complete brother, so you have to piece them together patiently.