Wushuang and I struggled for a long time, and finally crawled out of the broken bricks.

Both of us were disgraced. It's dirty. I moved my right arm, and there was a piercing pain that my arm was probably broken.

Wushuang had a cut on his forehead and bled a lot. Other than that, there were no other external injuries.

The two of us who helped each other out of the rubble.

Wushuang and I were on the verge of a battlefield, and thousands of people at hand rushed to the right. Thousands of people on the right hand side rushed to the left.

People wail, horses neigh.

These two centaurs are like two boulders that are constantly colliding with each other. With each impact, a piece of their edge had to be rubbed off.

And on the battlefield, it is not stone chips that are rubbed off, but human lives.

The halberd stood in front of him, like a poisonous stinger, densely packed.

The man on the horse ran forward desperately. A hole had been pierced in the man's chest, and the horse's belly had been opened, and the intestines were dragging behind him.

They hurt. But the momentum simply could not be contained. They stabbed one person to death and trampled another to death before they died. Then he fell to the ground and was trampled into meat by the opponent's horses' hooves.

This process was repeated by the soldiers in the back. The whole battlefield is monotonous and brutal. Everyone knows what their fate is, but they can't resist it.

They are struggling until one side finally can't hold on, and then they can get away with surviving.

The smell of blood was in the air. My stomach churned. I pulled Wushuang and quickly fled backwards. I don't know how long I ran, but I finally ran to a safe distance and fell to the ground. Gasping for air.

Wushuang looked at me in panic: "What's the situation?" Are they at war? ”

I silently looked up and looked at the army in the distance, with a yellow scarf on their faces, and black armor on their right. If this was in the Han Dynasty, I would have thought that the Yellow Turban Army was fighting against the government army. However, I don't know what's going on now, I'm completely out of order.

At this time, the army with yellow scarves on its head finally showed a little slack. Some of the soldiers deserted. They didn't go far before they were shot by the general who oversaw the battle. But the threat of death does not leave soldiers on the battlefield. Because if you stay, you will also face death. There is a chance to escape.

More and more soldiers fled, and the fighting soldiers began to retreat. Their formation began to disperse a little. This dispersion was immediately noticed by the Black Armor Army. Suddenly a rumbling drum beat sounded in their army, shaking the earth and the rhythm was bright. Even though I hid so far, I still couldn't help but get my blood boiling. I think if I were on the battlefield and heard the sound of drums like this, I would definitely go to the front and kill the enemy.

With the sound of drums, the Black Armor Army was shocked, and they rushed towards the army with yellow scarves on their heads.

The Yellow Turbans have relented. It can't resist the momentum of the Black Armor Army at all. They collapse and fall apart at the touch of a button. Soon, the soldiers were divided into countless small units and were ruthlessly tortured and killed by the black army.

The war was one-sided, and soon came to an end. The army with yellow turbans scattered and fled, throwing away their armor. And the Black and Black Armor Army divided a part of the people to pursue the remnants of the enemy. The rest fell silent. They dismounted. Standing on the ground blankly.

The bloody land suddenly fell silent. Except for the neighing of war horses, and the whispers of wounded soldiers. There was no more sound.

Later, as if in silence, they lowered their heads and looked at their companions, who were good brothers in the trenches one second and were dead in this second.

They also looked at the enemy troops. These people are just like them, yellow-skinned, dark-haired, and of the same species, and if they meet in another place, whether it is a downtown or a wine store, they will nod to each other and pass by. But alas, the place where they met was the battlefield. They wore different clothes, so they were enemies who didn't need to kill each other for any reason.

I saw many soldiers kneeling down, their eyes closed, their mouths muttering, as if begging God to forgive their sins, and as if praying to God to bless them with their lives after the next battle.

Wushuang pointed to a few guys whose shoulders were shaking, lying on the ground, and arching their heads to the ground, and asked me, "What are they doing?" ”

I said lightly, "I should be scared to cry." ”

Wushuang nodded and did not speak again.

Suddenly, there was a hurried sound of horses' hooves. A herald ran up, shouting something loudly.

These soldiers who were kneeling on the ground, as well as the soldiers who stood under their horses in a daze, they came back to their senses in an instant. The well-trained ones made up two groups of people.

A group of men abandoned their horses and walked away, searching for the bodies of their companions in the pile of dead men, and then carried them away. The other half rode on horseback, running back and forth through the battlefield. Once you see an enemy soldier with a yellow scarf on your head. are mercilessly stabbed, be sure to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Wushuang looked at them with a pale face: "Aren't these people still worshipping Buddha just now?" Didn't you cry just now? Why did you suddenly become so ruthless? ”

I looked up at the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield, and for a moment I didn't know what to say.

I sighed and said to Wushuang, "Let's go, this place doesn't belong to us." We have to find Dasheng Village, we have to find Taiyuan, we have to go back. ”

The two of us had just straightened our backs and hadn't stood up yet. Suddenly, I heard a loud shouting not far away.

I looked up and saw a pair of horsemen pointing at me and shouting to Mushuang.

I didn't hear what it was shouting too clearly, but when I think about it, I know that it should be for us to stop.

To tell the truth, Wushuang and I are cultivators, and our skills are there, no matter how strong these soldiers are, we are not afraid. But alas, there are too many of them. Thousands of troops rushed over, and without fighting, they could trample us to death with what they stepped on.

Without hesitation, I grabbed Wushuang's hand and shouted, "Run." ”

Wushuang asked as he ran, "Can we outrun their horses?" ”

The answer to the question was immediate, as there was a sound of the air breaking behind us, followed by an arrow shooting right next to us.

Two seconds later, the arrows flew like rain. Wushuang and I are about to be shot as hedgehogs.

But at this moment, a sound like rolling thunder sounded in the sky. The sound gradually became clearer from a faint voice. The pace is slow, and it sounds like chanting.

With this voice rang out. The arrows stopped. Immediately after, the soldiers retreated. Instant recovery from serious injuries. The dead also got up from the ground.

Wushuang and I stared at all this in disbelief.

Suddenly, the building, which had been reduced to ruins, rose from the ground and returned to its original state.

Before Wushuang and I could marvel, a powerful suction force dragged the two of us and flew towards the building at a rapid pace.

We skimmed through the wilderness, swept past the soldiers. I saw the black armor of the soldiers glowing in the sunlight.

Then we walked through the glass window and went back into the house.

It was quiet, pitch black, and only the voice of muttering and chanting was ringing.

I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the floor. Wushuang fell asleep next to him, and Li Xiaoxing fell asleep on the bed. Mama Li stood at the door. The abbot sat on a chair and was reciting a serious sutra.

I sat up from the floor and looked at them with a puzzled expression: "What's going on?" ”

When the abbot saw that I was awake, he immediately stopped chanting, and said to Mama Li overjoyed, "How is it? I'll just say I'm not a liar. It's not, people are already awake. ”

Wushuang also shook his head and sat up: "I seem to have a dream." ”

Li's mother walked to Li Xiaoxing's bed with concern and shouted, "Xiaoxing, your friends are all awake, why haven't you woken up yet." ”

At this time, Li Xiaoxing actually opened his eyes leisurely. He smiled: "I'm awake too." ”

Mother Li said excitedly: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." ”

I happily walked to Li Xiaoxing's bed: "Xiaoxing." What's wrong with you? Tell me quickly. ”

Li Xiaoxing looked at me and said, "Xu You, you're here too?" ”

I nodded.

At this time, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Li Xiaoxing's face: "Xu You, did you wake me up just now?" I have to repay you. Listen to me, there's a treasure buried under your old house. Go dig it up, and let someone else steal it when it's too late. ”

I was stunned: "Our old house? You've never been, how do you know? ”

The abbot stood up, pointed at Li Xiaoxing and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, he's a liar." I lied to me before that there was a treasure in the cornfield outside Dasheng Village. The result? Tricked me into digging it, and I almost lost my life, and I didn't have any fart treasures. ”

Li Xiaoxing sneered: "No? What do you have around your neck? ”

The abbot wore a rosary around his neck that had been brought out of the cornfield.

The abbot asked him in surprise, "Is this thing a treasure too?" ”

The abbot did not know the divine power of this rosary. At the beginning, I could see it clearly, and I muttered to myself: "What's going on with Li Xiaoxing?" After being in a coma for a few days, what special function did not work out suddenly? Could it be that there is really a treasure under our old house? ”

I saw that Li Xiaoxing closed his eyes again, and hurriedly shook him: "Wake up, wake up, say it clearly." ”

Li Xiaoxing replied lightly: "I'm sleepy." The voice was just two words. But I sensed his indifference to rejecting people from thousands of miles away.

Then, Li Xiaoxing fell asleep.

Mother Li sighed: "It was the same last time. When the abbot finished reciting, he said he was sleepy. I thought I'd wake up after a while. As a result, I have been sleeping until now. ”

I nodded and looked at the abbot, "Why did you come here?" ”

The abbot scratched his scalp: "Isn't this not at ease with the two of you?" So come and have a look. I didn't expect to meet Li's mother. You don't know, I was almost eaten by her, not that I was a liar. The result? I have healed you with a passage of Scripture. ”