At noon, the light rain in the sky did not stop, but there was a scene of gathering more and more.

In the Xuanbeast Mountain Range, the three of them were planning to find a place to shelter from the rain and rest. The three of them walked to a hollow where a stone protruded right above it to keep the rain out.

Yang Tingfeng greeted the two of them, and slowly touched under the stone rock, this terrain is very likely to be inhabited by mysterious beasts, so the three of them are very careful.

After approaching, they didn't notice the breath of the mysterious beast, and the three of them relaxed and walked in. After entering, the three of them did not rest in place, but walked twice under the rock, their eyes looking at the ground, as if looking for something.

The three of them are here to see if there is any dung left by the beasts, if there is, then it proves that there are beasts living here, but they went out for something.

After carefully inspecting it, he didn't find the dung of the beast, and the three of them relaxed and gathered together.

"What are you going to eat today?" Zhou Batian was a little excited, looking really hungry.

Yang Tingfeng took out a small wooden table, and the three of them sat on the ground around the small wooden table. "Eat delicious food today, such as beast dung... Han Yang said with a grin.

Zhou Batian rolled his eyes, "Let's eat together, I won't cowardice."

Yang Tingfeng didn't speak, and took out some dishes that had been packed long ago from the Xuankong Ring and put them on the table. Because the Xuankong Ring belongs to the vacuum zone, it will not break if you put anything in it.

"I'm going to relieve myself. With that, Han Yang got up and walked out, burrowing into the grass.

Yang Tingfeng and the others ordered, and after putting the dishes away, because they were waiting for Han Yang, the two did not move the chopsticks first. After a few days of running-in, the team gradually got some tacit understanding, and occasionally they could say a joke or two to each other, which was in stark contrast to the previous taciturnity.

"Ahh

Not far away, there was a shout from Han Yang, as if he had been frightened by something. The faces of the two changed slightly, and they immediately turned over, took out their weapons and ran wildly to the location where Han Yang had just gone.

Walking through the small patches of grass, they saw Han Yang looking at a pile of grass not far away, and the two breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Han Yang was fine.

"What are you calling blindly?" the two walked over, and Zhou Batian patted Han Yang on the shoulder and said.

Han Yang stretched out his hand and pointed to the haystack in front of him, "Where is there someone....", his face was a little palpitating, and he looked like he was frightened.

"What's your name with a person, how can a person scare you like this?" said Zhou Batian, who took two steps in the direction Han Yang pointed out and cut through the grass.

I don't know what I saw, Zhou Batian's body shrank suddenly, "Is this still a person?" Zhou Batian turned his head, a trace of fright flashed in his eyes.

Yang Tingfeng, who was blocked by the grass, was a little confused, so he didn't ask, and directly stepped forward to cut the grass.

"Damn..."

Yang Tingfeng was also startled, a humanoid creature crawling on the ground in the grass, the meat behind it seemed to have been chopped into meat sauce by pressing the meat on the board, and under the heavy rain, there was no trace of blood, and it looked like a lump of whitish minced meat.

If it weren't for the head and legs, Yang Tingfeng would have thought that someone had started a meat seller in this mountain.

"A corpse, it should have encountered a mysterious beast, look at this wound, it can only be formed after being scratched countless times by sharp claws, alas, poor man. Yang Tingfeng sighed, I don't know whose family has no son again.

Zhou Batian nodded, "Let's go, go back." ”

Han Yang was a little eager to say and stopped: "Do you want to bury him?

Zhou Batian shook his head, "There is no need to bury it, such corpses are increasing every day, and most of them are still turned into food in the mouth of the Xuan Beast, if we bury him, it will also be dug out by the Xuan Beast." It's better not to bother with that. ”

Yang Tingfeng nodded, "Indeed, let's go, I can't say that we were also reduced to this that day, and those who died in this Xuan Beast Mountain Range were destined to turn into the feces of the Xuan Beasts." ”

Han Yang nodded, although he was a little unbearable, he still turned his head and walked away.

Yang Tingfeng, who was walking at the end, was just about to turn his head, and his pupils shrank sharply: "Wait.... He seems to be alive..."His tone was a little hesitant, not very sure, but out of the corner of his eye, he did see a slight rise and fall in the lump of minced flesh, which indicated that he was breathing.

The two looked back, "Brother Yang, how is this possible, I can't even sense his vitality, how can he still be alive." Zhou Batian's face was full of disbelief.

Han Yang also followed and said: "Yes, his Xuan Qi is all dispersed, how can he still be alive." ”

Yang Tingfeng didn't answer, he didn't think he was wrong. Walking to the side of the corpse, the distance was closer, but the minced meat on this person's back was even more disgusting, but Yang Tingfeng still took a closer look, and there was no trace of smell, which made Yang Tingfeng even more convinced that this person still had a breath.

The fingers were placed together on the artery between his neck without a beat. Yang Tingfeng frowned slightly, this hand didn't feel like a corpse, but why didn't he have a pulse?

He was a little unrelenting, and continued to put his fingers on his neck, and after about a minute, Yang Tingfeng really felt a little beating, although it was extremely weak, but Yang Tingfeng knew that the person in front of him was really not dead, and there was still a breath.

"Come on, he still has a pulse, although it may not be able to save it, but give it a try. Yang Tingfeng beckoned to the two behind him.

Although the two still didn't believe it, they still walked back, "Are you really alive?" Han Yang was very surprised, how tenacious is it to survive like this?

"Can't.." Zhou Batian frowned and stepped forward and put his two fingers on his neck, and after ten breaths, he said with a surprised face: "It's really alive, God, but this breath can hardly hang his life.."

Yang Tingfeng also shook his head, and although he knew that he could barely save him, he still helped the man's shoulder. Seeing Yang Tingfeng's movements, the two also understood what he meant, and one of them lifted one foot and carried the person back under the rock.

Looking at this pile of minced meat, the three of them had long lost their desire to eat. was busy saving people, although the three of them were not doctors, nor were they Dan masters, but fortunately, the three of them also brought a lot of ointment.

The minced meat was smeared with the best one brought by Yang Tingfeng, and a small half bottle was used, which made Yang Tingfeng feel a little distressed, but he thought that it was to save people, and the sense of accomplishment also suppressed that trace of distress.

All of this was smeared by Yang Tingfeng alone, and Han Yang and the others almost had a problem even looking directly, and they opened their eyes to hand things to Yang Tingfeng on the side.

After smearing his back, Yang Tingfeng took out some gauze and wrapped it around his back. He put a cotton cloth on the ground and carefully turned it over.

"Shhhh

This turnover, Yang Tingfeng gasped again. It was a middle-aged man with a pale face, a little emaciated, and a paw print on his chest, although it was only a scratch, but the bones were deeply visible. From the left chest to the pelvic bone, the internal organs of the stomach can be seen.

The middle-aged man's blood seemed to have dried up, and all the wounds were not bleeding, but the red and white flesh looked even more frightening.

Yang Tingfeng's face was full of caution, took the bottle in Han Yang's hand, poured a layer of white powder on the wound, and then picked up the ointment in Zhou Batian's hand, and after applying it.

Let the two of them lift their bodies lightly, and then clean up the few strands of cloth left on the middle-aged man's body. Pick up the gauze and wrap it around until you have completely wrapped your upper body, then put it back on the ground.

Yang Tingfeng took out the orange Yanshu that he had worked hard to get a few days ago, picked a fruit from it and fed it to the middle-aged man's mouth.

After doing all this, Yang Tingfeng wiped the slight sweat on his forehead, "I hope to live." Yang Tingfeng sighed.

"Come, eat. Yang Tingfeng, who had cleaned up, greeted the two, and then leisurely picked up the meal.

At this time, the two of them were still in the mood to eat, and the scene just now was still echoing in their minds, and when they saw the meat on the table, they felt a sour feeling echoing in their throats, as if they were about to vomit out.

The two of them sat aside, glancing into the distance, out of sight and out of mind.

The light rain began to change gradually, and it had begun to form a torrential rain, and the three of them had no intention of acting again, and there was one more seriously injured person, and it was really not cost-effective to spend so much medicine and just leave.

.........

The only inn in Bali Town, the top floor.

Heng Shuiliang held a piece of jade slip in his hand, just now his father said that he would take his little sister back now, and the kid of the Qin family came to the door and didn't find that his little sister was in a hurry.

Alas!

Heng Shuiliang let out a sigh in his heart, I'm afraid I have to have another dispute, with the character of the little sister, I'm afraid I can't just go back.

He got up and walked out of the door, walked to the next door and knocked, "Little sister, the third brother has something to discuss with you." ”

"The door is not closed. A slightly hoarse voice came from inside the room.

Heng Shuiliang pushed the door and walked into the room, only to see Wang Changlu standing by the window, his body bowed slightly, and his hands supported his round face and looked into the distance.

He walked to the middle of the hall, "Little sister, my father told us to go back." The lowered tone had a hint of affection, for fear that the little sister would be angry.

"Let's go. There were no extra words, Wang Changlu raised his sleeves and covered his eyes, in fact, he was wiping his tears. Then turn around and walk.

When she passed by the desk set up in the hall, she couldn't help but write 'forever' with a pen, put down the brush and got up to walk, and a tear slipped quietly down the paper the moment she looked back. He hadn't read a book, but it was the only four words he could write, and she taught it.

She figured it out, no matter whether Zhu Mian left or what she was doing, it would be good for her to pass the door earlier, she couldn't let her leave her family, and even if her father drove her away, she couldn't do it.

Instead of being mediocre and disturbing yourself, it is better to marry earlier. If Zhu Mian came back, he could save his life by saying some cruel words. If you don't go back, you don't seem to have anything to look forward to. It seems that this is the best way to do it at the moment.

Heng Shuiliang was a little surprised, he didn't expect the little sister to be so neat, but it could be regarded as saving his own saliva. Hearing the sound of shoes hitting the floor, Heng Shuiliang put away his thoughts and hurriedly followed.

.........

The continuous rain seems to tell a deep affection that turns into dust, and it is also a woman who has made a decision that she doesn't know if it is good or bad in this rain.

The light and rain did not stop, and the hazy night drove out the light of the whole land. The torrential rain also turned into a drizzle, but the desolation in it was even worse.

In the night, Yang Tingfeng was sitting on the treetops bored, holding a bag of fried potatoes in his hand and stuffing them into his mouth one by one, and the occasional flash of light in his eyes brought the scene of the Quartet into his eyes.

Under the rock, Zhou Batian and the others were cross-legged and vomited, and on the ground next to them, a middle-aged man who was wrapped in a dumpling was lying on a cotton cloth, exuding even breathing, yes, he escaped death.

This made Yang Tingfeng and the three of them feel very incredible, and they didn't expect to be able to snatch a life from the hands of Lord Yama. The three of them didn't have much hope, and they only comforted themselves when they saved this person, and they didn't think that they could really save him.

I don't know if it's the middle-aged man's life, or the soul lock of Lord Yama has failed, in short, according to the current situation, the middle-aged man can be regarded as picking up a life.