Not an hour after he finished speaking, when he was tired and resting, he put a kettle on the mountain wall and took a pot of water, drank two sips, and shouted: This water is bitter.

After the sergeant finished speaking, he slammed the kettle against the cliff wall with a loud bang.

Above, at the mountain wall four or five meters high, a boulder with a diameter of more than ten meters suddenly loosened, and with a cloud of rubble, one fell down.

Jing Huaiying ran to dodge with the tattoo chief, but Yu Tiancan sat on the ground, holding a coin in his hand, and was content.

The boulder shattered in midair, killing the watering Captain. Yu Tiancan was only two meters away from him, but the broken boulder rolled in front of him and under his feet, and he didn't hurt him in the slightest.

Are you peeing your pants in a scared way? Yu Tiancan looked at the wolf bèi's unbearable tattoo chief and sneered.

However, this is just the beginning.

Next, the captain ate the fruit of the wild tree, and as a result, he was poisoned, and rolled on the ground in pain, and looking down from the hillside, there was a place where the locals lived in the distance. As long as you go down, you may be able to find a local doctor and ask for a solution.

Wangshan runs a dead horse, and vice versa.

From the top down, it seems to be very close, but it will definitely take longer than you think to get to your destination.

Jing Huaiying didn't want to waste time, he wanted to arrive at the place designated by the Prison Emperor as soon as possible, and only let the tattoo chief be injected with a tattoo-strengthening potion, hoping to use it to resist the poison, but the tattoo chief only suffered for four hours, and he didn't even see the rising sun the next day.

Two tattoo captains died in a row, and Jing Huaiying reminded everyone to be cautious. Everyone is much more careful when eating and sleeping.

The only one who is relieved is Yu Tiancan.

Yu Tiancan said that before he died, as long as he didn't deliberately act against the sky, he would never die.

A few days ago, Jing Huaiying led people through a residential area, intending to buy some horses and speed up the journey.

After selecting the horses, the local residents warmly invited several of them to eat at home, and praised the tattoo on the tattoo of the tattoo chief, like some kind of mysterious totem.

The local residents were enthusiastic and heroic, slaughtering sheep and roasting meat, providing lunch, and constantly persuading the chief to drink.

After they were full of wine and food, the residents also took advantage of the wine to introduce their villages, culture, and some sacrificial activities with great interest. And with them, they visited their homeland.

In the beginning, everyone got along very well.

However, during the conversation, one of the monks criticized the group of residents for being too ignorant and backward in their beliefs, and even kicked the Buddhist altar in their home to pieces.

The Elder Cried Out, declaring that the Prison Emperor was the only lord of the world, the only god.

Such an impudent act would make even the kindest residents angry.

The sergeant has no intention of apologizing, he has suffered a lot of idle anger from Yu Tiancan these days, and he can still use reason to suppress it when he is sober, and he has drunk too much of the local unique local wine, and the tattoos on his body fluctuate so much, and he can't care about it so much.

These residents are all devout believers, and for the sake of the faith in their hearts, they can even give up their lives, and the destruction of the Buddhist altar is like a slap in the face to them, and without saying a word, they draw their swords and slash at the body of the priest.

These residents were naturally no match for the chief tattoo, and they fell to the ground after being beaten in three or two, seriously injured and dying.

When the surrounding neighbors heard the sound, they rushed over, and many sturdy men were armed with waist knives.

These men from the western realm were fierce, with big shoulders and round waists, and when they stood there, there was a fierce energy.

Jing Huaiying has a heavy responsibility, and he doesn't want to cause trouble, which will delay a lot of time and cause unnecessary things, but it has already happened, and he has no choice, the electric light in his palm flashes, and the flames are fierce.

The incredible ability was suddenly exposed, leaving the local residents stunned.

But this did not frighten them, and the sturdy men, wielding their swords, rushed fearlessly.

Jing Huaiying said, don't waste time, fight quickly, and get out of here quickly.

Yu Tiancan stood aside, watching a fierce resident fall, the ghost with the tattooed sergeant, murderous, and several people did not even leave a single injury.

The ghost snatched the horse and sent a dark and bright horse to Yu Tiancan.

Yu Tiancan turned over and snorted, this is how your hell changes the world? Is it so arrogant and domineering, doing misdeeds, and killing innocents indiscriminately?

Jing Huaiying gritted her teeth, picked up a delicately crafted waist knife from the ground, threw it to the sergeant chief, and said coldly, do it yourself, atone for your sins.

The tattooed chief trembled all over, took the waist knife with a painful face, glanced at Yu Tiancan with resentment, stabbed the knife into the abdomen, pulled horizontally, and his internal organs flowed out from the knife edge, and he knelt down towards Jing Huaiying, muttering in his mouth, Netherworld Ten Thousand Laws, Prison Palm Divine Power!

The fierce horse is difficult to tame, but Jing Huaiying is very honest under the crotch, clashes all the way, and when he is about to break out, some residents lead the horse to chase out, holding a shotgun in his hand, and keep shooting at the sergeant and a few people.

The inhabitants shouted angrily, rode across the stream, trampled over the yellow grass, and chased after them in the bitter cold wind.

After more than 10 kilometers in a row, the residents ran out of bullets, killing only two horses, but not a single person.

Moreover, the sergeant who fell off his horse was also very brave, and he rolled up, pulled his legs and galloped wildly, and even caught up with the horse in front of him, and jumped up.

A horse carrying two people inevitably slowed down.

The residents in the back also knew how powerful the tattoo chief was, so they cautiously followed, pulled out their waist knives, and went to slash and kill the tattoo chief.

Sergeant Wen did not receive Jing Huaiying's order, and did not dare to kill people, so he had to snatch the waist knife, grab the residents' arms, and drag them off their horses.

The horse neighed, and the captain snatched the horse and rode it easily.

After running for more than ten kilometers, he finally couldn't see any residents to follow, but the remaining four tattoo captains had also been injured in different ways, and one of them was hit in the back by the muzzle of the gun, and after the horse stopped, because the injury was too serious, he couldn't bear it anymore and rolled off the horse.

Jing Huaiying walked over and looked at this sergeant with complicated eyes, if there was a hospital here, if he was sent over, he would definitely be able to save him.

Raise your eyes to look around, the high mountains in the distance are covered with snow, the sky is blue, the vultures are flying high, the cyan lake in the distance is shining in the sun like fish scales, the scenery is beautiful and picturesque, but there is no hospital in the hospital, the modern society is scientific and technological civilization, and there is no trace to be found from this.

Jing Huaiying squatted down, pressed his right hand on the head of the tattoo chief, and said gently: "You have done your best all the way to show your loyalty to the Prison Emperor and Hell, and now you can rest." ”

After speaking, Jing Huaiying led everyone to continue to hurry, and the sergeant didn't want to die, gritted his teeth and climbed on the horse, and followed behind everyone.

After a slow march for another afternoon, Jing Huaiying signaled to stop and rest, and the remaining ghosts and the three tattooed priests were depressed, and after looking for a while, they did not find any wild beasts.

In the distance, a horse slowly followed.

A few people looked up and saw that it was the seriously injured captain who rode up to follow, and when the black horse walked in, the ghost hurriedly ran forward to look, only to find that the captain was out of breath.

Everyone was hungry, Jing Huaiying was very helpless, and asked people to kill a horse, eat horse meat, and drink horse blood. Set up a tent and rest in place.

In the middle of the night, the wind howled wildly, flying sand and rocks.

Because the position of several people was not sheltered from the wind, the tent was blown up from the ground, and even the backpack of more than 20 catties was blown and rolled non-stop.

Jing Huaiying was strong, his feet stepped on the tent, and the wind could not shake him in the slightest, but the tent was torn open from under his feet, so he had to let go, walked to Yu Tiancan's side, and sat down.

The ghost shouted loudly, instructing the captain to protect his things. The flashlight beam swayed up and down, and in the beam, black gravel could be seen flashing rapidly.

The horses were frightened, neighed, and ran in the wind, fleeing farther and farther away.

Before dawn, the wind had stopped, and the stars in the sky became very clear, and the moon seemed to be overhead.

Jing Huaiying didn't have the heart to continue to rest, and asked the ghost and the others to continue to move forward with him.

I walked for more than ten hours in a row. In the afternoon, Yu Tiancan felt tired and tired, and scolded Jing Huaiying non-stop.

Fortunately, the duffel bag was still there, and Sergeant Wen took out dry food, a kettle, and beef jerky from it, but the amount was not enough for the six of them.

Jing Huaiying first divided a large portion of food to Yu Tiancan, and then distributed it equally among the rest of the people.

After eating, several people continued on their way.

Yu Tiancan said, why bother to hurry up again, there will be dead people today.

But Jing Huaiying was very stubborn, and when she saw that Yu Tiancan didn't want to walk, she picked him up and walked forward.

During the day, the weather was sunny, but at night, it rained heavily, drenching several people into chickens.

Jing Huaiying gave the order to climb the mountain in front of him by tomorrow morning.

He asked the ghost to hold a flashlight in front of him to find the way, pass the flashlight signal, and report the news in time.

Seeing that it was almost time, Jing Huaiying was muttering in her heart how to laugh at Yu Tiancan, as long as it reached zero o'clock, it would prove that his prediction was wrong.

However, Jing Huaiying's heart is still very conflicted.

It is the will of the Prison Emperor to escort Yu Tiancan, and he is here to complete the Prison Emperor's task. The stronger Yu Tiancan's ability, the more he can help the Prison Emperor, if Yu Tiancan often makes mistakes, what is the use of asking him to do so.

Moreover, Yu Tiancan is the last descendant of Tianyanmen, Bo Gu is well-versed in the present, and his ability is extraordinary, if even he can't help the Prison Emperor, I'm afraid that no one in the world can help the Prison Emperor.

But Yu Tiancan has a strange temper, and the dog who scolds everyone these days is bloody, but what he says is extremely accurate, so that everyone can't refute it.

God still seems to favor Yu Tiancan, or rather, Yu Tiancan guessed God's thoughts.

When the ghost reached the top of the mountain, the only lightning bolt cut through the sky at night, and instead of striking the bare boulder more than two meters high, it struck the ghost one meter eight high.

To be precise, it was slashed at the ghost's arm, because when he reached the top of the mountain, he made a gesture of raising his arms high.

Jing Huaiying looked frightened, the foothold of several of them was just blocked by the mountain rocks and the torrential rain, and it was very dry, so there was no danger.

This kind of power of nature is crying and terrifying, not to mention that ordinary people are powerless to resist, even if they are reborn, they are as weak as ants in the face of this thunder. Hard to resist!

After an hour, the heavy rain gradually stopped. Jing Huaiying walked up to the top of the mountain and saw that the ghost had been scorched black, but when the flashlight shone on the bare stone under the ghost, he was shocked and had goosebumps all over his body in an instant.