Back Off, Let Me Come

"Hey, you actually have a trace of your heart still alive?" The middle-aged man was surprised. He raised his hand to brush away the dry hair stuck to his face, revealing a face full of blood, with gray lips. It looked like a corpse, "What a great fate!"

The middle-aged man looked at the pile of corpses.

Several days have passed since the body fell.

Not to mention the severity of his injuries, just lying in the pile of corpses for so long, and still able to maintain a weak pulse of his heart, he was definitely a literary scholar. When the middle-aged man checked his meridians, he found that it was indeed the case. But he didn't 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 we didn't see him?"

As the saying goes, don't rescue people with unknown origins.

The old man pondered for a while, counted with his fingers, and said: "They came here because of Shaobai, which can be regarded as a kind of fate. If they can be saved, they will be saved. If they cannot be saved, it is fate."

It was so weak that there was only a trace of heart pulse left. Naturally, this kind of injury could not be saved by a middle-aged man or an old man, and Shao Bai still had to look at it.

Shaobai raised his hand and transformed into a wooden stick with small red flowers growing on it. In addition to his elegant outfit, he transformed into a sacrificial costume with magnificent patterns.

The robe automatically moved without wind, and his palms turned into seals, causing the wooden staff to float in mid-air. Mysterious patterns and the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper bloomed from under his feet. I saw Shaobai's eyes tightly closed piously, chanting and murmuring in his mouth. The middle-aged man looked up and saw a huge female shadow behind him.

The shadow holds the palm of his hand with his left hand and performs a hand gesture with his right hand.

His face seemed to be shrouded in gauze, making it difficult to see the details.

According to the old man, this is the evil god they worship.

Just as he was thinking about it, Shaobai's wooden staff fell to the ground.

Countless green leaves sprouted and turned into vines to wrap around and cover the "corpse" on the ground. As the green leaves submerged into this person's body, the meridians that had been dry and empty slowly regained their vitality, as if they were suddenly greeted by the rain after a long drought. The weak heart pulse is injected with majestic vitality.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

The heartbeat gradually became clear from being imperceptible. The middle-aged man took the man's pulse. For a while, he could feel a faint beating in his fingertips. He exclaimed, "This is really a life saved. Alas, why wasn't I treated like this when I was rescued?"

Forcibly pulling a mortal man back from the hands of the King of Hell was a method that no literary scholar could do, and even the Xinglin Sage, who had the most extraordinary medical skills in the world, could not do it. When the person's pulse stabilized, Shaobai inserted the wooden staff into his waist and started to take a rest.

He said excitedly: "Teacher, I will double it again."

Maybe we can still pick up a few living people.

Although he is not very smart, he is usually accompanied by his teacher and Uncle Lin, but occasionally Shaobai feels lonely. If he can see a few fresh faces, he will not be so bored. After a few jumps, I returned to the place where I found Lucky Man.

It’s not too dirty, so I started to pull it carefully.

As his practice deepened, his perception of the breath of life became more and more acute. For example, the lucky guy just now, whether it is Uncle Lin or the teacher, it is extremely difficult to detect the existence of that ray of heart without paying close attention, but he does not need to touch it, as long as he is not too far away, he can detect it, as if he was born with it. Come.

The middle-aged man known as Fourth Uncle Lin sat back down, looked at Lucky Man's weak chest rising and falling, and said: "Although his heartbeat has recovered by chance, he is covered with internal and external injuries. Can he open his eyes and wake up?" , is still unknown..."

There are many external injuries and 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 of an old magic stick, he firmly believes in numerology.

After a while, Shaobai came back with two people on his shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right, and said excitedly: "Teacher, Fourth Uncle Lin, I know these two people!"

The old man and Fourth Uncle Lin were surprised when they heard this: "Do you know him?"

Shaobai put the two of them down, raised his hand and pointed at the person on the left, complaining: "That's him, he wanted to steal my flowers before!"

Then he pointed to the person lying on the right and said happily: "This person also said that he would buy me a lot of candies, and I remembered it!"

The teacher always withholds his candy.

Obviously his front teeth have grown in.

"Teacher, is he here to give me candy?" Shaobai touched his body, trying to find the hidden candy packet.

"Shaobai, when did it happen?"

The two old men couldn't help but look solemn.

Carefully ask Shao Bai what happened.

Because he was thinking about the candy promised by Chao Lian, Shaobai had a deep memory and recounted what happened more than half a year ago like he was pouring beans.

Fourth Uncle Lin couldn't help but take a breath of air and his eyes widened in shock: "Just, that is to say - these people were brought here from the northwest? Isn't the distance between the two places more than a thousand miles?"

Hit them by chance?

He knew that there was a fight of life and death in the northwest, and all forces were involved, but how terrible would it be to create such a large space distortion and teleport people thousands of miles away? What an amazing battle? Fourth Uncle Lin began to feel dazed. Are you sure that those forces in the northwest are fighting a war rather than tearing down the land beneath their feet?

The old man thought about it and remembered such a thing. Shaobai also asked himself how he was killing insects. Could it be the person in front of him? He raised his hand and turned over the "corpse" on Shaobai's left side, then pulled the man down by his collar, revealing his charred back.

Fourth Uncle Lin took a closer look and said sympathetically: "Has this man been struck by lightning? There is not a good piece of flesh on his back..."

There was not only the smell of blood, rancidity but also a strong burnt smell.

However, luckily it was burnt and the bleeding stopped. Otherwise, the blood from such a big wound on the back could flow into the human trunk.

The old master and his apprentice had different concerns from Fourth Uncle Lin.

Shaobai said regretfully: "Teacher, it's gone."

The seal he left before was gone.

Looking at the damaged totem remaining on the shoulder blade, the old man let go of his hand and vaguely understood why these people landed so accurately. Most likely, this person carries Shaobai's seal, and Shaobai happens to be attracting the soul to win over the god, and a strange combination of circumstances resonates with him.

Since life should not be cut off——

"Shaobai, stabilize the injury, don't let anyone die."

Shaobai nodded obediently: "Okay, teacher."

Seeing Shaobai who was still exhausted after two consecutive blessings, the old man felt satisfied but also vaguely surprised.

The high priest's blessing requires divine power, and the prayer to save people is one of the most expensive. After all, he is robbing people from the King of Hell and violating the ethics of life and death, so the price is naturally high. The high priests of all ages had to rest for several days each time they prayed to save someone.

Shaobai is always at ease.

Although it is related to his pure nature and pious faith, it also proves from the side that this child is indeed favored by the gods.

The prayer ended and the two people's pulses were stable.

The old man ordered Uncle Lin to carry the three seriously injured people back to the cave where the three temporarily settled. Shaobai continued to look for the bodies.

Fourth 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. The old man was squatting in the corner, expressionlessly preparing the medicine for his injuries.

Worried: "You really can't save three troubles?"

The old man responded calmly: "If it's troublesome, I'll kill him."

As if killing someone is as common as killing a chicken.

The old man not only used medicinal materials when preparing the medicine, but also added some insects that Shaobai usually played with, pounded them into powder with a pestle and mortar, and kneaded them into a disgusting ball. Although it looks nauseating, the effect is nothing to say. After taking the medicine, the old man felt tired.

He ordered Fourth Uncle Lin to take care of others and went to rest alone.

When the moon reaches its peak, Shaobai comes back regretfully.

Covered in filth, he looked like a beggar who had gone out to beg for nothing but said, "Uncle Lin, there is no one left alive."

Only those three lucky ones.

Fourth Uncle Lin used the old man's words to fool Shaobai.

"Shaobai doesn't need to be disappointed, they are destined to be like this."

In the dry cave, the three of them were lying in rows on the stone bed carved by Shaobai. A bonfire was burning next to the stone bed, illuminating the dark cave with orange color. Shaobai took off his white clothes whose original color could not be seen, threw them into the clothes basket, and used a wooden basin to fetch 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 out and hung them on a hemp rope to dry. Before being picked up by the young and old couple, Fourth Uncle Lin was also a pampered man. Now he lives like a maid, what? Everything can be done.

He doesn't want to either, but he can't fight.

"Wake up when it's time to wake up."

I just hope that the three of them on the stone bed will have someone to work with.

"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."

Uncle Lin was drying his clothes when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

I am not afraid of the naughty child making trouble, but I am afraid that the naughty child will suddenly become quiet.

Turning his head, he saw Shaobai pinching both cheeks of one of them with one hand, forcing him to open his mouth, and stuffing the still twisting white bug into his mouth with his other hand. Fourth Uncle Lin: "Don't feed people to death."

Shaobai: "This is a good thing."

"No matter how good they are, these gadgets of yours are only used by wild beasts in the mountains. I don't know if they can be used by humans..."

Shaobai said: "Next time, find someone to try."

The hair on Fourth Uncle Lin's back suddenly exploded inexplicably - the master and apprentice had never been good friends, so why not target 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 the high and low temperature, everything else was normal.

The sky was bright and dim outside the cave, and Shaobai continued to dig the hole.

Fourth Uncle Lin was responsible for preparing food for the master and apprentice.

In the central part of the continent, the political environment is much more peaceful than in the northwestern part of the continent. Except for friction and conflicts at the borders of various countries, there are no major wars in other places. Although the living pressure of ordinary people is also great, and natural disasters occur every now and then, they can at least concentrate on farming.

There is not enough to eat from the annual harvest, but there is no need to starve to death.

Before entering the mountains, he had purchased enough daily necessities, and with the game in the mountains, the three of them lived a not too bad life.

Fourth Uncle Lin skillfully dissected the prey brought by Shaobai, cleaned every place, chopped it into pieces, blanched them, and added seasonings to the clay pots.

Use some bird eggs that Shao Bai found to make soup.

Soon, the milky white soup was bubbling in the clay pot, and the aroma of the food also awakened the people who had not had water for several days.

The eyelids of the man lying on the outermost side moved.

The hunger in his belly was so strong that it felt like countless ants were gnawing at the meat in his stomach. As his consciousness gradually returned, the pain in his limbs was also stimulating his nerves. Finally, he slowly opened his eyelids, which seemed to be filled with lead, and his vision was blurred.

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength before he opened his eyes.

He stared blankly at the top of the cave.

At this time, his mind was completely white. He didn't know who he was, where he came from, or why he was here, and he didn't know why his body was hurting so much that he couldn't control it... His brain seemed to be rusty, running slowly and uncontrollably. Hard work.

After a long time, his ears caught the sound.

"Are you awake? Oh, you are really lucky." A man in coarse linen clothes turned around, holding a large wooden spoon in his right hand, tasting the salt, and said, "You woke up just in time, I'll cook I’ve got a big pot of soup, it’s full of tonic, want to try it?”

He looked at Fourth Uncle Lin in confusion: "Where is this?"

"In the middle of the continent, there is a deep mountain in Qi State."

"Continent... central?"

He inexplicably doubted the authenticity of this answer.

He should be in hell.

Fourth Uncle Lin asked him: "It's not important. I can ask who you were fighting with before, and why did you cause Tiankai?"

fight?

This word was like a key that opened the box of memories in the man's mind, and scenes before he lost consciousness spewed out.

Fourth Uncle Lin was about to mutter, "This man must have injured his brain and lost his memory." The man suddenly became emotional and fell off the stone bed, struggling to shout "big brother". In desperation, Fourth Uncle Lin used his words to imprison him and looked at him coldly.

After a while, he asked him: "Calm down?"

"Let me go!"

Fourth Uncle Lin filled a bowl of broth, let it cool down a little, opened the man's mouth, and poured the broth in: "I finally saved my life, don't mess around anymore. If Shaobai sees it, be careful with him." Throw you into the belly of a bug and cure it slowly."

The man tried to struggle, but the alchemy palace was empty, and his hands and feet could not exert any strength. From the corner of his eye, he accidentally saw the sixth brother and the thirteenth brother who were still lying on the stone bed, and they suddenly became quiet. Fourth Uncle Lin did not miss his subtle reaction: "Do you know each other?"

"One is my brother and the other is my younger brother."

"My name is Chao Lian, Chao Qingzhi."

"Did you just say that this is the middle of the continent?"

"Isn't this really 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 destined to meet Shao Bai. Only he can compete with the Lord of Hell for that kind of injury." Lin When the fourth uncle saw that he was not making trouble, he served him another bowl and condescended to feed him, but Chao Lian turned his face and refused.

Fourth Uncle Lin was about to repeat his old trick and drink it down on him.

How can the wounded heal well without eating some meat?

Chao Lian said weakly: "No."

Fourth Uncle Lin: "There is no poison in this soup."

Chao Lian gave up his strength and leaned back, leaning on the edge of the stone bed. His dirty face could not block his sad eyes: "I am paying great attention to my filial piety."

Fourth Uncle Lin was startled when he heard this and had to put down the bowl.

After a while, Chao Lian finally figured out what was going on. He actually went from the northwest of the continent to the middle of the continent. Who sent him here? He tried hard to recall the details, and suddenly remembered what Uncle Lin said about "the crack in the sky": "What is the crack in the sky you are talking about?"

Both parties exchange details.

When Chao Lian learned that he had fallen with thousands of corpses, he had little hope: "Is there anyone else alive? Brother, are they... still alive? Where did they fall? Please, let me Go find them!"

Fourth Uncle Lin said: "Only you three are alive."

"Only, just the three of us?"

"What about the others?"

Chao Lian seemed to have lost all his strength.

Fourth Uncle Lin said: "Everyone else is dead. According to your words, your eldest brother's self-explosion caused thunder, and your brother's thunder punishment was accidentally triggered. The compatibility of the two powers is the root cause of the crack in the sky. No wonder it's so There are so many corpses that are scorched, are they all really scorched by lightning? As for the three of you, you should be able to survive because this kid blocked the frontal lightning disaster, otherwise - tsk!"

Fourth Uncle Lin said and pointed at his thirteenth brother Shaochong.

Chao Lian and the other person were not too charred, while Shaochong was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Almost no piece of meat was intact, and the condition was serious.

Looking at Shaochong, Chao Lian fell into a long silence.

"You shouldn't have saved—"

The eldest brother and the others went to die, but the three of them are still alive.

Hearing this, Fourth Uncle Lin pulled out his sword and put it on Shaochong's neck with a shudder, and said to the nervous Chao Lian: "Hey, in that case, it's because we are meddling in other people's business. Before your brother wakes up, I will How about I kill him with the sword and then send you down?"

Of course Chao Lian couldn't agree: "Stop!"

Fourth Uncle Lin took back his sword: "Young man, it is better to die than to live. It is a pity that you cannot die on the same year, the same month and the same day as your brothers, but now that you are dead, you can only catch up with their top seven. Just rest in peace and recover, living is better. Death requires more courage."

At least there is one older brother and one younger brother left.

Chao Lian burst into tears.

After he endured the severe pain and finally extracted a trace of martial energy and introduced it into the Dan Mansion, his weak limbs gained a little strength. He begged Fourth Uncle Lin: "Can you trouble me to send me there? I want to bury my brothers' bodies and let them rest in peace?"

Of course Fourth Uncle Lin would not refuse to agree.

but--

"There are too many bodies out there, you have to be prepared."

There is a high probability that you can’t find the complete brother, so you have to patiently piece it together.

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The five people who came out of the northwest monster room can walk sideways anywhere.