Infinite Sims

"Mr. Wan, this may be the last group of people in our village. If they die, I will be the only one left in the village."

Wu Changshun saw that Wan Jinghao hesitated, his eyes turned red immediately, and he squeezed out a few tears.

Although there is a reason for wanting to save his wife, it is not without a little pity and sympathy for the fellow villagers.

Wan Jinghao stared at him for a few breaths, and then looked at Yue Da: "How can you let him go?"

Yue Da rolled his eyes and said with a sinister smile, "Tell me how to bring you back from the dead and how to control the dead, and I promise not to move a single hair of these people."

It's true that you are making progress, but you can't see the situation clearly.

Jiang Ren frowned, like an outsider, quietly waiting for the development of the situation.

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, Wan Jinghao replied without hesitation: "What if I don't?"

"I don't want to kill, but my brothers and I have different swords."

Yue Da seemed to be determined by him, and the blade moved closer to the throat of the woman in his arms, and immediately scared the woman to cry.

What kind of general, there is what kind of soldiers.

The soldiers who had followed Yue Da for several months, after hearing Yue Da's confident voice, all sent provocative glances at Wan Jinghao, and many of them even drew a few wounds on the captives that would not threaten their lives.

"My lord, save us!"

All of a sudden, the prisoners all frightened and called for help to Wan Jinghao.

Upon hearing this, Wan Jinghao looked at Yue Da expressionlessly: "You are still as disgusting as before."

Without shame, Yue Da grinned and said, "Thank you for the compliment, but you'd better write me down the method I want quickly, otherwise I can't guarantee the safety of these captives. That's all your problem."

"Mr. Wan, I learned that you were buried under the snow. These days, most of the adults in our village have been digging the snow to find you. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been discovered by these barbarians, and then..."

Wu Changshun knelt down to Wan Jinghao, as if he felt that this was not enough, and said again: "Mr. Wan, please save them! Please!"

Wan Jinghao closed his eyes in pain, and took a few breaths before opening them. At this moment, there was only firmness in his eyes: "Sorry!"

The moment the voice fell.

Dozens of living corpses, which had already been prepared, rushed towards Yue Da and the others.

"Crazy! You are a crazy!"

Yue Da cursed loudly, knowing that neither the resurrection method nor the demon method could be obtained, but in order to survive, he did not dare to attack the captives, so he could only lower the conditions, shouting: "Wan Jinghao, I have changed my mind, as long as You let us leave, and I guarantee that these captives will return to your hands intact!"

"Young Master Wan, please save them."

Wu Changshun hugged Wan Jinghao's leg, and looked up at him pleadingly.

However, this time Wan Jinghao did not hesitate at all, facing threats and requests, he said again: "Sorry."

"Madman! If you don't make me feel better, I won't make it easier for you either!"

Seeing that there was no way out, Yue Da immediately slashed the throat of the woman in his arms with a knife, let her blood splash on his clothes, and at the same time ordered his men to kill the captives, and then looked at Wan Jinghao ferociously: "Did you see that?" , these people died because of you, you are a bloody executioner!"

Jiang Ren secretly marveled that this moral kidnapping was well played.

Obviously he almost slaughtered a village, and then became angry and killed the rest of the people, but in the end he counted the lives of these people who died in his own hands on others. This operation may even make capitalists cry.

"Chun'er."

Wu Changshun sat on the ground in a daze.

Wan Jinghao didn't say a word when he saw that all the prisoners were dead.

Without the obstruction of the captives, Yue Da and the others were quickly dealt with by the defiant living corpses.

But except for a few people who were accidentally killed, the rest of them did not die, but lost their ability to resist, including Yue Da.

"Chun'er, Chun'er!"

After confirming safety, Wu Changshun immediately rushed to a woman who fell on the ground, shaking her upper body, and seeing that she didn't respond, he immediately turned his back to the sky and cried loudly.

When Wan Jinghao saw it, he couldn't bear to turn his head.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Yue Da and the others, Wu Changshun lowered his head and glared at him fiercely with bloodshot eyes: "It's all your fault. If it wasn't for you, Daddy wouldn't have died, and neither would Chun'er." Will die... none of them will die!"

Wan Jinghao was silent for a while, and said, "My condolences."

"Sorrow? You, an executioner, told me my condolences? Don't you think this is fake mercy?"

Wu Changshun came to him full of anger and resentment, stretched out his hand and pushed towards him: "Bring back my father and wife, you monster, why don't you die..."

suddenly.

Wu Changshun stopped, with a look of surprise on his face, then he looked down at his chest, where a sword was being wiped.

"Feel sorry."

Wan Jinghao drew out his sword, looked at Wu Changshun who fell to the ground, and said without sadness or joy, "I can't return your father and wife to you, but I can reunite you."

Compared with the calmness shown, there is a sadness flowing in his heart.

The reason why he killed Wu Changshun was not because the other party insulted and pushed him, but because he had seen too many things about him, and now he held a grudge against him. Will turn to the barbarians.

On the other hand, he didn't want Wu Changshun to live in such pain.

"I will help you avenge, kill all the green flags, slaughter the barbarian army, and disintegrate the barbarian country..."

"For you, for the people of this village, and for me, for the 200,000 dead souls in Yecheng, and even more for the millions of dead souls who died at the hands of barbarians in the past six months..."

Wan Jinghao silently promised in his heart.

Immediately, he walked towards Yue Da, whose legs and knees were smashed by a blunt object, and prepared to settle the debt owed by the other party more than half a year ago.

"It's fine to die."

Jiang Ren glanced at Wu Changshun who was lying on the ground, and then looked at Wan Jinghao.

This seemingly inconspicuous fatal sword represents a great change in his original gentle personality.

Jiang Ren didn't know whether this change would be good or bad for his future.

But at least for now, at least in this troubled world, this will allow him to live a better life than most people.

And on the way of revenge, many obstacles will also be reduced.

"Compared to this matter, how to slow down the growth rate of world suppression is what I need to care most about."

"Of course, it would be even better if the suppression of the world could be removed."

Jiang Ren shook his head, throwing away the idea of ​​wanting to run before he learned to walk, and was going to spend a night testing it out. If he finds the best way to slow it down, he will continue to look for it if he can't find it.

Jiang Ren thought about it.

Because of Wan Jinghao's method, Yue Da uttered a scream that was higher than the previous one.

His shirt was taken off, a shallow bloody gash was cut on his chest, and some blackened table salt was sprinkled on him.

Facing this kind of pain that he had never experienced before, Yue Da sometimes begged for mercy, sometimes yelled at him, his reason was on the verge of collapse in the pain, but none of these could affect Wan Jinghao's actions.

First cut more blood on him and sprinkle as much salt as possible.

Then the dogs raised in the village were collected, fed a large amount of veterinary medicine, and they and Yue Da were locked up for half an hour. In the end, there were skinning, eye gouging, and tongue cutting.

Stay until dawn.

Yue Da, who was personally tortured by Wan Jinghao, was bloody and bloody, and could barely be seen to be a human figure.

As for the thirty or so soldiers who deliberately saved their lives, half of them died under the inaccurate execution force of the living corpses.

Wan Jinghao stopped, but did not kill Yue Da.

In order to let him live longer, he even obtained a part of a 700-year-old ginseng plant from Jiang Ren, fed half of it to Yue Da, and distributed the other half to the other dozen or so surviving pig-tailed bus soldiers. .

subsequently.

In order to prevent them from freezing to death, Wan Jinghao also appropriately put thick clothes on them who could not move their hands and feet, and asked the living corpses to carry them into a house sheltered from wind and snow, ready to let them fend for themselves.

On the way home, there were still only the two of them.

Wan Jinghao finally calmed down. He first thanked Jiang Ren, and then apologized for his immature behavior that night.

Jiang Ren smiled: "Calm down?"

Wan Jinghao nodded vigorously and hummed.

"It's good to be able to calm down. Next, I will enter a period of deep sleep..."

Jiang Ren didn't hide it, he spoke out about the world's suppression of him.

It also stated that it is necessary to relieve the increasingly severe world depression through deep sleep. Unless there is something that cannot be solved or you must call yourself out, it is best not to wake yourself up.

Overnight, Jiang Ren only tested one method.

That is deep sleep, blocking all perception, and the deep sleep after the main consciousness returns to the body.

Sleep is expected to slow down the growth rate of world suppression by more than three times, that is to say, it can stay in this world three times longer.

Wan Jinghao, who has grown up now, believes that he will not let himself down too much.

Wan Jinghao worried: "Brother Jiang, will those restrictions cause damage to your body?"

He remembered that the person in front of him was a subordinate of the fairy grandfather, who once said that his body was not in this world.

"No, it's just that in the future, you can only rely on yourself."

Jiang Ren stretched out a hand and put it on his shoulder.

Wan Jinghao still wanted to speak, but saw Jiang Ren fell on the ground, as if he had turned into a real living corpse, and there seemed to be something extra on his body.

Recall what Jiang Ren said just now.

He knew that Jiang Ren should have left this body and fell into a deep sleep in his own body.

After a while, I thought back to the cave at the foot of the mountain.

Huang Lanxi came up to meet him, first she was concerned to see if he was injured, and then asked how the situation in the village was.

"They're all dead, but the barbarian army who did it is also dead."

Wan Jinghao looked calm, explained a few words briefly, and then told the information that one of them was Yue Da.

After hearing this, Huang Lanxi focused on Yue Da: "Damn it, bastard!"

These days, Wan Jinghao didn't tell him that he had already died once.

But she told about Yue Da and the Niu family arresting and killing her own family, which also made her full of anger towards Yue Da and those people.

Huang Lanxi said a few words of comfort, but suddenly found that Jiang Ren was not there, and asked suspiciously: "Mr. Jiang? Is he outside?"

"Brother Jiang, he has a temporary business, and the destination is different from ours, so he left first."

Speaking of this, Wan Jinghao added: "Before he left, he asked me to say goodbye to you."

Huang Lanxi felt a little regretful that I couldn't say goodbye in person, but I didn't doubt what Wan Jinghao said.

"It's getting late, pack up your things and hurry."

Wan Jinghao went back to the mountain and looked at the glinting Baixue outside the cave, and secretly decided not to cause trouble for Jiang Ren, and to complete revenge alone.

If it wasn't for his own impulsiveness, half of the vengeance must have been avenged, and Brother Jiang might not need to sleep.

Afterwards, a group of people walked along the official road.

Soon he left the place where he stayed for nearly ten days.

After a few days.

The barbarian army camp stationed outside Beiyan City lit up fires in the dark night, followed by many panicked voices.

above the city wall.

Zhao Shou, the emperor of Dazhao, who is in his late thirties, is looking hard with long binoculars.

However, under the cover of the night, he could only see flames rising one after another, and the barbarian soldiers fleeing wildly like a howling.

But what exactly caused this scene, and why it became so serious, is completely unknown.

"Li Aiqing, do you know why the barbarian camp became like this?"

Zhao Shou put away the binoculars and looked at the ordinary middle-aged man with a tall forehead and a straight nose beside him.

Li Jiye said with a slight smile: "I think these barbarians may have encountered vengeful souls."

Zhao Shou's eyes lit up, and he asked curiously, "Oh, why does Li Aiqing think so?"

"Your Majesty, listen carefully."

Li Jiye raised his finger to the barbarian camp outside the city: "I don't know what is the clearest voice?"

Zhao Shou turned his head sideways, listened carefully, and soon beamed with joy: "Evil things, they're talking about evil things!"

"It's an evil thing."

Li Jiye said, looking at the silent white-haired old man on one side: "Master Si, why don't you explain to His Majesty the connection between the evil thing and the vengeful soul."

Si Lao frowned slightly, gave him a cold look, and then explained to Zhao Shou's excited eyes: "The vengeful souls we know come from the words left after each appearance and the ability to control the dead. But because the vengeful souls only target the barbarians, they are also called monsters by the barbarians, and the dead people controlled by them are called evil things."

"I see."

Zhao Shou was a little cold towards him, just nodded, then turned and looked out of the city again: "But that's fine, the crisis in the imperial city can be resolved."

He put his hands on the city wall, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with anticipation in his eyes: "I really want to know what kind of fairy is behind the vengeful soul who can control the dead. If it can be used by my Da Zhao, then why do we need it?" Fearing the mere barbarians, regaining the lost land is like taking something out of pocket, even if it is to exterminate the barbarians, it is not too difficult."

There was a faint smile on Li Jiye's face, and there was also some movement in his eyes.

Only Si Lao, not only did not have a happy expression on his face, but secretly shook his head sadly.