The Second Immortal Road

　　 It wasn't long, and it was Han Ming's turn to search the body.

　　 Han Ming didn't panic either. He stepped forward slowly, pretending to be cowering, just like a half-old child who had never seen the world.

　　 Seeing Han Ming's embarrassing appearance, the horse thieves were a little too lazy to turn Han Ming's body, because Han Ming's appearance was basically a poor boy, and there could be no valuable things.

　　 Although they disdain to search Han Ming's body, due to regulations, these horse thieves searched Han Ming's body, because weapons such as knives are not valuable things, maybe this kid has them! And maybe someone stuffed the poor boy with property in an attempt to get it through.

After some groping, the horse thief took out a dim and shabby gourd out of Han Ming’s arms. At first, the horse thief thought that the gourd was for storing things, but he shook it hard but didn’t hear anything. After looking around, I didn't find the gourd plug.

　　 Only then did the horse thief realize that the gourd is not a container at all, but a normal gourd, and it should be taken from the gourd vine for a long time, otherwise it won't be so worn out.

　　 "Master, I picked this from a dead old gourd vine. I plan to make a water hyacinth to quench my thirst, but I haven't had time to do it yet." Han Ming lowered his head and said in a consoling manner.

　　 "Huh, why didn't I say it earlier, it's no wonder I didn't find the gourd plug after looking for a long time, uncle." The horse thief dropped the gourd on the ground, and then began to search Han Ming's body.

At this time, Han Ming felt a loose heart. Fortunately, he “dressed up” the **** gourd with paint before. Otherwise, according to the extraordinary appearance of this **** gourd, a fool could also see its extraordinaryness. Robbed.

　　 "The boots are good, take them off, I took it off, uncle." The horse thief smiled, his eyes fixed on Han Ming's feet.

Hearing this, Han Ming was shocked, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, but he was quickly hidden, and then pretended to be a solemn expression: "Master, you want my boots. What can I do in the future! We can't mine without shoes."

"Huh, I was taken by the uncle. That is your blessing. Take it off and kill you without taking it off. There are a pair of straw sandals here, so you can use them." The horse thief casually pulled a pair of straw sandals from the pile of straw sandals next to him. Lost in front of Han Ming.

　　 At this time, Han Ming dared not dare to dare, he had to slowly take off his boots, and put his hands in front of the horse thief.

　　 "Well, yes, the kid is familiar! Where did your boots come from? They look very strong, not like ordinary materials." The horse thief smiled slightly, and then took the boots into his hands.

Mentioning the origin of the boots, Han Ming suddenly regretted that he shouldn’t have picked up these somewhat attractive boots. That time, seven or eight people relied on the crowd to provoke Han Ming, but they were all refined into the **** gourd by Han Ming. Put down some clothes.

　　 At that time, Han Ming was wearing a relatively tattered pair of shoes. He happened to see these relatively sturdy boots, and he took it off without holding back and put them on his own feet.

　　 Actually, Han Ming can’t be blamed. He has been on the road all the year round, without a pair of sturdy boots, which is a bit inconvenient. He didn’t think much about it at the beginning, consciously relying on his five-layered mana, he is still worthy of such a pair of sturdy boots.

　　 "This is the villain scraping off a decomposed corpse, and it took a long time to get rid of the smell." Han Ming said with his head down.

"Hey, you kid is responding to me! Want to take the boots back? Go ahead and make the uncle unhappy to feed you to the wolf." The horse thief grabbed the boots in his hand, and then slammed Han Ming towards the other The Poma thief was considered to have passed the search on him.

Han Ming squatted down and picked up the gourd that was left aside, and then walked honestly to the other horse thief, ready to pick up some mining tools, but when he walked away, he silently looked back. With a glance, he firmly remembered the appearance of the horse thief who snatched his boots.

A pair of boots didn’t matter. I took it away, except that there was a piece of animal skin in the middle of the boots. It was the map artifact that Han Ming got from the Feng family sister. This artifact has the ability to make people invisible. To the extent of practicality, it must be on top of the silver hook artifact, he can't just give up at will.

"Fortunately, the eggs were not put in the same basket, otherwise the silver hook and hairpin would be taken away together." Han Ming thought silently in his heart, and at the same time inadvertently touched the silver hook tied to the base of his thigh. Implements.

　　 Han Ming turned his head and looked at the horse thief who had snatched his boots, a trace of coldness appeared in his heart, and he muttered to himself:

　　 "You'd better not live until my mana is restored, otherwise the blood and spirit of the **** gourd will be much worse!"

　　 After receiving some necessary tools, Han Ming and the group were thrown into a relatively open cave, and were told how much gold to dig to get three days of rations.

　　 The horse thieves turned around after explaining and walked back to the path, firmly guarding the entrance of the cave, without giving the miners any chance to escape.

　　 Han Ming turned and looked at the cave, and found that the cave was well-connected in all directions. There were more than a dozen mine passages, and each mine passage had a torch inserted in the wall of the cave.

These torches are different from the outside braziers. They can only illuminate a small area, which is much wider than the mine tunnel outside, so it looks very dim. Although Han Ming has excellent eyesight, he can only barely. You can see things dozens of feet away.

　　 Han Ming can only see such a short distance, not to mention the other miners, I am afraid that he can only see the range of seven or eight feet.

Soon after 　　 was thrown here, the prisoners who came with Han Ming were divided into four or five groups, big and small, and then they picked a mine tunnel and went in.

　　 Soon, there were only dozens of people left in the hundreds, and Han Ming was one of them. Han Ming turned to look at the remaining people, and suddenly had some guesses in his heart.

　　 80% of the remaining people were not from the robbed caravan, but were caught by horse thieves just like him.

　　 After a while, these dozens of people gathered together consciously. Obviously, they understand very well that there will be more people and more power, especially in such a place. It is also better to get together to deal with emergencies.

　　 Han Ming frowned and thought about it, and finally decided to join these people. Now his strength is greatly reduced. Without the use of poison, he can barely count as a second-rate master.

Han Ming feels that the power of self-protection is really weak. He feels that there should be many martial arts masters in this mine. After all, there are many masters among the guards who have just left, not to mention the old miners who were here before. NS.

　　 "Little brother, come with us. Everyone should take care of him, otherwise God knows what dangers are in this mine." A somewhat weak middle-aged man asked Han Ming.

After Han Ming smiled slightly, he walked towards the dozens of people and responded to the invitation of the weak middle-aged man with realistic actions. After he walked among the dozens of people, he bowed his head and said nothing. Follow other people's arrangements.

　　 Han Ming looked around at these people in his team, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart. The gap between the dozens of them and the three waves of hundreds of people who left before was not so big.

　　 There are very few people in their team who have really practiced martial arts, not counting his own words, only two of them. There are also two white people who are over a hundred and a half years old in the team.

　　 This team quickly elected the leader, and it was two people who knew martial arts. There was no objection to the two of them as the leader. After all, the strength is now relying on.

　　 Han Ming didn't want to compete with these two people for the leader, because he joined the team just to find a safe haven for the time being, and whether to leave the team in the future is still a matter of two things.

　　 Besides, although the chiefs have some advantages, they are also in their early days. If something happens, the eight CDs that are robbed are these chiefs.

　　 After summing up the two leaders, they selected a mine tunnel and walked toward the depths of the mine tunnel. Han Ming recognized this mine, and a group of escorts had chosen this mine before. UU reading www.uukanshu.cOM

　　 Before entering the mine tunnel, Han Ming turned his head to look at the mine tunnel where they had previously received tools, and sneered involuntarily. Just out of fear of being searched, he threw his bottles and jars outside in the mine tunnel.

　　 Among the bottles and cans, there are not only Lou Yin powder that can be sealed in blood, but also invisible poison powder that can volatilize into gas, and a few bottles of secret detoxification pills.

Now those bottles and cans are thrown in the corner of the mine. If any horse thief has a good chance, he accidentally finds these bottles or cans or accidentally kicks a cork off, then there will be a good show. , Maybe it can poison dozens of horse thieves.

　　 After walking for a long time, turning many turns, but has not yet entered the depths of the mine tunnel, Han Ming couldn't help feeling a little bit about the length of the mine tunnel and the huge amount of engineering.

　　 Just as Han Ming was guessing when he could catch up with the escorts, he faintly heard the noise of shouting and killing, as well as the sound of gold and iron colliding and fighting.

　　 After hearing the sound of someone fighting, Han Ming's face changed slightly. He silently slowed down without thinking about it, and walked silently to the back of the team. At the same time, his ears rose up high, carefully judging the distance of the sound, and his spiritual consciousness was quickly distributed, monitoring everything within several tens of meters around him at any time.

About a few more turns, dozens of other people also heard the cry of beating, killing and killing. Everyone's complexion changed. A fool could also hear that the cry was far from being made by one or two people. , Not one or twenty people can shout out.

At this time, Han Ming's brows were also slightly wrinkled. He now heard the voice clearly seventy or eighty feet away. It was only because of the heavy rock walls and the seven-turned mine tunnel that the sound was prevented from spreading, and it made people feel that it was still there. Baizhang away.