Zhao Li looked at it for a while, retracted his gaze, held the bronze knife in his right hand, and walked quickly to the small wooden house on the side, which was much more simple than the other houses in Tiexi, and even barely built it, but it was only able to shelter from the wind.

Outside the house was a stone-enclosed firewood pile with a clay pot on it.

Every night, the cave guards are divided into two groups, one group for the first half of the night and the other for the second half of the night, when the moon is about to rise in the middle sky, and the time for these guards to exchange is almost away.

If you want to escape, you must delay the discovery of the situation here as long as possible.

The wooden door was not closed, Zhao Li slowly pushed open the door, there were a few bunks in the room, and there were several big men lying inside, snoring loudly, one of them noticed the movement, opened his eyes in a daze, and muttered:

"It's not time for a substitution......

"So early?"

Before he came to his senses, Zhao Li had already rushed forward.

Stretched out his left hand, grabbed the hair of the guard warrior, and lifted it up, the warrior felt a tingling pain, and when he came to his senses, Zhao Li had already raised the knife in his hand, stabbing him through the heart. The blade of the bronze knife pierced out from behind, and the palm that was holding Zhao Li's arm lost its strength.

Zhao Li took a step back abruptly and drew his sword, and the warrior was silent and lay on the bed.

Zhao Li suppressed his breathing, and while the remaining two had not fully woken up, he raised his hand and stabbed into the other person's heart.

The strong smell of blood woke up the last person, he subconsciously pulled out the knife, Zhao Li had already twisted his body and slashed the blade in his hand, a knife simply cut off the man's wrist, and then moved forward, slammed his knee and pressed heavily on the man's chest, pressing him back on the bed.

The bloody edge of the knife in his hand pressed against the man's throat with the help of gravity.

The samurai had just woken up, and his body was already numb and weak.

Seeing that the knife was full of blood, the eyes of the person in front of him seemed to be more terrifying than the knife, his hands and feet had softened by eight points, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain and did not dare to scream, but said: "Let go, let me live." Zhao Li lowered his voice and said, "Where does that sacrifice named You live?"

Only then did this warrior recognize the identity of the person in front of him, and he was terrified in his heart - this silent sacrifice, who had been tortured by the six brothers for almost a month, could actually do such a terrible thing, his heart was beating fast, and he couldn't think about how this person could understand their language, and he didn't dare to hide it, and said:

"To the west of the tribe. ”

"It's all homeless over there, and her house should be in the last row. ”

"Huh, so clear? Are you making it up?"

"Do you think I'm a good deceit?"

The warrior clutched his bleeding wrist, gritted his teeth, and said:

"No, no ......"

"In the tribe, she planted that kind of white flower in front of the house, so I had the impression that she would plant that white flower. ”

"If I lie to you, I will be abandoned by the gods and die in the hunt. ”

Zhao Li silently wrote it down and said, "It's a pity, but I can't get around you." The blade of the bronze knife tore open the samurai's throat and trachea, and the samurai's eyes widened, and his throat grunted, and his hands and feet trembled twice and he was gone.

Zhao Li put away the knife, then rummaged through the room to find a clean hunting suit, changed his own blood-soaked clothes, hurriedly found some wound medicine and dried meat and stuffed it into his arms, threw down the knife that had committed suicide several times, and the blade was a little unhappy, and picked up two knives again.

There was also a small crossbow with three black bolts, stuck in the groove and pinned to the waist.

This time it was Mori Bai Sen Bai's steel sword, like the private property of these samurai, one on his back for backup, as soon as he grasped it in his hand, he calmed his breath, quietly pushed the door open, dodged out, closed the door, and then held the knife and walked quickly down the road.

Without the food and herbs that You delivered every day, he would probably die in the cave from hunger and injuries.

It's a kindness to yourself, at least take her out of here.

The moonlight is bright and illuminating.

Zhao Li walked quickly all the way from the trail according to Hongfang's memory, because there was a sacrifice tomorrow, today's tribe is far quieter than in the past, empty, occasionally seeing people patrolling, and because Zhao Li was wearing a simple hunting suit, he didn't think much about it, and came all the way to the west.

Zhao Li saw the house with white flowers planted in front of it.

That kind of flower is in full bloom, and judging by the wetness of the land, its owner has also watered it today.

Zhao Li breathed a sigh of relief, leaned at the door, and said in a low voice:

"You, you ......"

After shouting for a while, no one answered.

Zhao Li was a little worried, there happened to be someone on the side of the road behind him who came out to relieve himself, he was wearing obviously rough and simple fur clothes, and when he saw Zhao Li, he was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his voice, and said:

"Haven't you already been taken to Wuzhu by you to see, what are you still doing here?!"

"Wu Zhu?!"

The man choked back in a bad temper: "You don't know?"

"Tomorrow there will be a blood sacrifice!"

Then scolding and scolding into the house, Zhao Li was silent for a while, and he had already guessed what had happened in his heart, and he missed the biggest problem - tomorrow morning, especially the first sacrifice.

She said goodbye to him today, watered the flowers, fed the wolves, and was taken away, ready to wait until tomorrow morning, when the sun was rising, to pierce her in the heart with a bronze knife.

Zhao Li took a deep breath and scolded the old miscellaneous hair in his heart.

He looked at the tribe that was still quiet.

Forcefully inserted the knife in his hand into the scabbard, tied it to the place where the scabbard hung on the side of the belt, raised his hand and patted his face, bringing a tingling sensation, refreshed his spirits, dispelled the fear that appeared subconsciously, and then quietly crawled to the side, bypassing the guards.

Zhao Li secretly looked left and right, and then the dog squatted in the corner of the wind, and steadily took out the flint from the bag with both hands, and collided with a big treasure in one hand.

Click, click

There was the sound of grinding and clashing in the night.

In the end, the grass velvet was lit by the flames and turned into flames, and Zhao Li looked at the flames with a hint of a dangerous smile.

"My old Zhao is a law-abiding citizen. ”

The grass flavoured so fast that it almost touched his fingers.

At this time, he shook his hand and threw the grass wool into the haystack of the tribe, where there was the hay needed by cattle and sheep, which was the lifeblood of the tribe, and it was also an extremely dry and flammable thing.

Zhao Li's eyes reflected the flames.

Then he took a deep breath, with a look of panic on his face, and shouted in the victim's voice, trembling like a little girl surrounded by a group of big men—

"It's on fire!!"

Zhao Li shouted at the top of his voice.

While alarming many tribesmen, he continued to deliberately set the fire on purpose, so that the flames grew bigger and bigger, and it was far away from the west, and the position of the tribal exiles burned, and finally he put down the last fire, looked at the completely chaotic Tiexi, spit out, and drew a steel knife in his right hand.

His eyes were reflected in the blade.

At this time, the first thing that came to his mind was to take advantage of this opportunity to escape, and his life was at stake, but what immediately came to mind was a few old sayings, just like a few big men, in his mind, he beat the 'Zhao Li' who said this plan to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he turned a hundred times, a hundred times.

In the end, the thought was completely pressed into his head.

What kind of grace of dripping water, what spring reciprocates, what kind of manly husband, should have kindness and revenge, there is revenge, these words are not paid attention to on weekdays, only to find that they have been imprinted in the blood and bones from generation to generation, buzzing in the brain case with a three-dimensional surround sound.

If you run away now, you won't be able to straighten your waist in the future?

Or is it not a handle?

Zhao Li followed the knowledge of Hongfang in his memory and ran in the direction of the altar.

He casually plucked a sweet grass root from the wall next to him, stuffed it in his mouth, and held it on his left.

The fire in the back is getting bigger and bigger.

Zhao Li's eyes were cold and quiet, like a tiger, and his face was embarrassed.

"Real men never look back at explosions. ”