The cloudy sky always darkened quickly, and on the eve of the heavy rain, the whole iron mine began to regain calm, and gradually ceased to make the sound of the hammer hitting the stones, leaving behind the people who dragged their tired bodies to the lawn not far away, and the "bell" sound from the anklet.

Like prisoners, they walked to the lawn in an orderly manner under the leadership of the various overseers. There are a dozen tents on the lawn, and these tents are their resting places, and dozens of people live in one tent.

It's no different from life in prison.

In fact, even though they have not committed any crime, when they come here, they have been restricted in their freedom, to be precise, they have been imprisoned, and they have lived a life of torture.

Rather than seek death, it is better to live......

This sentence may be the reason for their persistence. If you want to die, it is extremely simple, as long as you escape, or confront the overseers here, it will be a dead end. But dying won't be so easy. Because before they die, they want to torture people with all kinds of torture and make you look creepy.

There are no dead bodies, which is vividly reflected here.

The best way to die here is to die of exhaustion.

Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao had already come to the tent that belonged to them, Mo Yiming was carefully treating the wound on Lei Xiao's back, he held the herbs he had collected by accident during mining in his hand, and then put them in his mouth to chew them, and gently put them on Lei Xiao's wound. The pain made Lei Xiao's body curl up for a moment.

"Yiming, you said that if Nanshan defeats the Northern Wilderness, will we be able to leave this place and return to Tucheng."

Mo Yiming still carefully applied herbs to Lei Xiao's wounds, although he was not proficient in medicinal materials, he still knew a thing or two, and these skills were learned from his father when he was in Tucheng.

When he was in Tucheng, Mo Yiming may not know what war is, but after being caught here, he clearly knows that even if the Northern Wilderness does not start a war against Nanshan, under the rule of such ambitions, Nanshan will sooner or later launch an attack on the Northern Wilderness. Or in other words, even if Nanshan defeats the Northern Wilderness, Nanshan will still attack other places, so when Lei Xiao said such words, Mo Yiming did not answer, but just smiled bitterly.

"I hate the Northern Wilderness!" Lei Xiao gritted his teeth, his eyes revealed hatred that Mo Yiming had never seen, this hatred made Mo Yiming stunned, and he forgot to continue to apply medicine to Lei Xiao's wound.

"But now, I hate Zhang Xun even more!"

Even though there were still bursts of burning pain from the wound, Lei Xiao's fist was already "creaking" as he spoke.

"If you had chosen to enter the sect with that monk to cultivate, you would not have been bullied by Zhang Xun now." Mo Yiming said.

As soon as the words fell, Lei Xiao turned his head and glanced at Mo Yiming, as if he had forgotten his previous hatred, and said pretending to complain: "If it weren't for herding cattle with you every day, because I was reluctant to you, and I was reluctant to Tucheng, I wouldn't have come here." ”

Mo Yiming smiled, his expression showed satisfaction, he grew up with Lei Xiao since he was a child, coupled with the life and death of these years, in his opinion, their friendship has been deep-rooted, and when he heard Lei Xiao say the word 'reluctant', his heart was extremely comforted.

"Five years ago, the immortals came to Tucheng to look for someone suitable for cultivation, and when they saw him above the sky and looked at the people of Tucheng, all the teenagers showed a look of yearning. But as his fingers sent out that rainbow light and pointed at every teenager, he shook his head helplessly, and when he pointed at Zhang Xun's forehead, he said that even though Zhang Xun has a cultivation Huigen, he is not suitable for cultivation, until he pointed at your forehead, he opened his mouth and said You have a cultivation Huigen, suitable for cultivation, whether you are willing to walk with him, but you hesitated for a moment and rejected him. Then he waved his sleeves and turned into a rainbow and left. ”

"Maybe it was from that time that Zhang Xun began to hate me, at that time I could see the fanaticism in his eyes, and I really wanted to go with that immortal, but the immortal said that his heart was not right, and it was not suitable for cultivation." In the middle of the words, Lei Xiao looked at Zhang Xun again. At this time, Zhang Xun was carrying a pot of wine and drinking with the other overseers, and beside him was a stove supported by an iron frame, and above the flame, there was a pot of boiling water. In the water, there are grains to be put in. Whenever he saw this, Lei Xiao would always subconsciously swallow his saliva, because he knew that it was their dinner, the only food of the day, even so, he was not blessed to enjoy it now.

The grains were quickly put into the pot, and when the heat rose, they were quickly filled into the three wooden barrels next to them, and the miners, who had been hungry all day, began to take the bowls, stood up, and slowly walked towards the barrels.

Lei Xiao swallowed his saliva again, if it was in Tucheng, he would definitely be able to eat a whole bucket, but now he can't enjoy a bowl.

Mo Yiming had already dealt with Lei Xiao's wound, and he was about to stand up with the bowl he put aside, but he saw Zhang Xun walking here with a bowl of rice porridge at this time, and after a while, he staggered to them, probably drunk, and crumbling.

"Mo Yiming, you see how good I am to you, I know that you have been tired for a day, so I specially brought you a bowl." Zhang Xun said with a smile.

Mo Yiming knew that Zhang Xun had no good intentions, but he only had one bowl of porridge per person, and now he didn't dare to refuse Zhang Xun's so-called kindness, and after thanking him, he was about to take the rice porridge handed over by Zhang Xun.

But at the moment when his hand just touched the porcelain bowl, Zhang Xun's hand suddenly loosened, and the whole bowl of porridge was scattered on the ground.

"Look at you, you can't even catch the bowl. Alas, but there is no way, who told you to gang up with Lei Xiao? You say that he is such a big fat man, why is he suitable for cultivation, but we can't...... You must be currying with him, and when he succeeds in cultivation and becomes a general in the future, he will promote you. ”

Zhang Xun laughed, and his words contained endless irony.

Lei Xiao looked at Zhang Xun, he naturally would not be provoked by Zhang Xun, but he did not dare to refute at this time, although he was sorry for the rice porridge that fell on the ground, but he knew better the consequences of refutation.

Mo Yiming didn't speak, but gently picked up the rice porridge from the grass with his hand.

But when he stretched out his hand, Zhang Xun stepped on the rice porridge on the ground with his foot.

"Waste is waste after all, and even what I throw on the ground has to be picked up and eaten. I still dream that he will cultivate and become enlightened, so I want you to see how this person with Huigen starved to death by me, a person without Huigen...... Ha ha. ”

In laughter, Zhang Xun stepped on the rice porridge on the ground again, took a sip of wine into his mouth with a wine jug, and walked away.

"It's so deceitful!"

Lei Xiao clenched his fists and muttered, but he didn't dare to step forward.

"Forget it, if he hears it, you two will be punished again."

At this moment, Lei Xiao's shoulder was suddenly tapped.

Turning their heads, Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao saw that sitting next to them was an old man of about sixty, this old man had a wrinkled face, gray hair, very messy hair, and a thin body like a skeleton. This person is none other than Xie Lao.

He rarely spoke, and would always hold a green jade pendant in the middle of the night and look at it for a long time, as if something was recorded in the jade pendant. It is said that he has been here for more than a decade, and that year his grandson happened to come out.

Whenever he saw Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao, he always felt like he was seeing his own grandson.

"Come, I've got a bowl of porridge here, you two can drink it first." Xie Lao smiled slightly, and that smile was full of kindness.

"Old Xie, you drink, we're not hungry." Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao said in unison.

The smile on Xie Lao's face still did not fade, and continued: "How can you not be hungry, you are tired for a day, don't be polite to me, I know that I don't have much time to live, you are still young, and there is still hope to go out...... If I could see my grandson, he would be your age now. Hurry up and drink it, if you keep shirking it like this, and Zhang Xun sees it, the three of us don't have to drink. ”

In the words, Xie Lao's wrinkled face showed a trace of lovesickness.

Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao glanced at each other and said, "Then let's take a sip of it." ”

Xie Lao shook his head and said, "Don't say more, drink it quickly." ”

Mo Yiming understood Xie Lao's character, and knew that if he shirked it like this, Xie Lao would not drink more after all, so he took the rice porridge in Xie Lao's hand, drank a little bit, and handed it to Lei Xiao: "You are injured, drink more, if I am injured in the future, you will drink less." ”

Lei Xiao nodded, hunger couldn't allow him to say a few more words, and after taking the rice porridge, he swallowed it in one bite, the kind of gobbling up the look, almost swallowing the bowl. Later, I didn't forget to lick the remaining rice grains on the edge of the bowl.

When Lei Xiao was still unsatisfied, Xie Lao took out the green jade pendant from his belt, this jade pendant looked plain, just carved a strange flower on it, this flower can't be named, maybe only Xie Lao can know it.

After his gaze stayed on the jade pendant for a moment, he handed it to Mo Yiming and said, "The one who has the same jade pendant as me is my grandson." When he said this, Xie Lao paused, his vicissitudes of life were a little moist in his eyes, and his words were serious. But more than that, it seems to complain about God's injustice. But soon, he turned this injustice into hope and pinned it on Mo Yiming.

"If one day you go out and meet someone who holds the same jade pendant, help me say sorry to him......

In Xie Lao's opinion, Mo Yiming is different, and this is not the first time he feels like this. He had been watching Mo Yiming for a long time, and he would find that he often observed the terrain around him, especially when it was raining. He would always see that Mo Yiming lifted the tarpaulin and looked into the distance.

Mo Yiming took Xie Lao's jade pendant, he had avoided Zhang Xun all these years, and they had been taken care of by Xie Lao a lot, but this time, it was the first time they heard Xie Lao say his wish. It's just that this wish, in Xie Lao's lifetime, may really not be able to be fulfilled.

All of a sudden, an inexplicable sourness came to my heart, which was very unpleasant.

"Old immortal, who told you to give them rice porridge!"

At this moment, when Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao were still immersed in Xie Lao's sorrow, the leather whip in Zhang Xun's hand had already been heavily whipped on Xie Lao's thin body that was almost falling apart.