Chapter 1147: The Long Night

"Thank you for your help," when the crisis was resolved, some people took the initiative to thank Lin Xuanzhong. There were also some people who blamed Lin Xuanzhong for the reason why they were attacked, and they all thought that if they hadn't followed Lin Xuanzhong out, they wouldn't have encountered the danger just now, so not only did they not thank Lin Xuanzhong, but they didn't even give Lin Xuanzhong a good look.

"Let's clean up together, we are still here to rest tonight," it was too dark to find another place to rest, so after seeing that there were many injured people, Lin Xuanzhong directly explained that he wanted to rest in place.

"Yulong, you help them take care of the injured, I'll go and bring all the firewood to make a fire," After explaining to Zhang Yulong, Lin Xuanzhong rode directly to the ground where Zhang Yulong had put the firewood before, got the firewood back, and then lit a fire in the middle of the crowd.

Originally, the ground was wet, but it was much better after some clothing was laid and some fur was cut off from the beasts. Then, when the fire was burning, those who had palpitations felt much better, and the warmth dispelled the fear that remained in their hearts.

Zhang Yulong was still bandaging the wounds of those injured people around the fire, the painful sound, and the painful face, always stimulated Lin Xuanzhong's mind, and it was not until half an hour later that Lin Xuanzhong's mood settled down with the situation of those people.

Around a few fires, many people silently ate the food that was roasted over the fire, whispering while eating, after an attack, many people trusted Lin Xuanzhong more and more, but Lin Xuanzhong became less accustomed to staying with these people.

In the past time, Lin Xuanzhong had already brought back all the firewood he had picked up before with a torch, and then went up the mountain to pick up a lot. Now that night has fallen, only the cold wind is left to whimper, but the firewood he brought back is not enough for a night, so Lin Xuanzhong also specially asked those people to take out all the clothes they were carrying, but what Lin Xuanzhong didn't expect was that the big bags and small bags carried by those miners were actually valuable things, which were useless to help them spend the night.

Eating the dry food he brought, he sat back to back with Zhang Yulong on a fierce beast skin, except for the cold wind blowing that made him uncomfortable, there was nothing uncomfortable on his body.

"Brother Feng, what if I can't find the mountain bandit ridge tomorrow?" The bleak cold wind was blowing, and the biting chill always made Zhang Yulong think of some bad possibilities. Now Zhang Yulong's idea is that if they can't find the mountain bandits, they will return to the previous mine and use it as a stronghold. In Zhang Yulong's opinion, even if it is not complete, it is much better than them being frozen outside now.

"Let's look for it, and then go back to the mine. ”

If there is really no way, that mine is indeed their last resort. Originally, I thought that after finding the foothold of the mountain bandits, I would bring people to notify the people from several other mines to come over, and then gather all the forces together, and then officially declare war with the Shadow Organization. But now because of the many problems in front of him, Lin Xuanzhong can't think about the next things.

Half an hour later, the crowd fell asleep, huddled together to keep each other warm, and the sound of snoring was as sound as the wind.

In the second half of the night, because there was not enough dry firewood, several fires were extinguished one after another, and the cold raged around everyone. I don't know when, some sparse cries came into my ears, disturbing Lin Xuanzhong, who was meditating.

"I'm so cold. ”

"I'm so scared. ”

......

Under Lin Xuanzhong's careful attention, some fragmentary sounds came into his ears, making Lin Xuanzhong, who wanted to have a good rest, suddenly lose his sleep. Those cries were intermittent, sometimes mixed with the wind, sometimes alone, Qi Ai Ai, always teasing Lin Xuanzhong's emotions.

After quietly paying attention for a while, Lin Xuanzhong found that it was the cold that woke those people up, and it was the same cold that scared them, in short, those who were crying were all suffering for their situation.

The behavior of those people exposed their weakness, and when Zhang Yulong was asleep, the weakness that he didn't want to see made Lin Xuanzhong feel more and more uncomfortable. While ignoring the weakness of those people, and thinking about what he could do for them, Lin Xuanzhong's mood became more and more irritable. It's just that in this dark night, it was difficult to move, and in the end, Lin Xuanzhong, who was weak, could only continue to sit in place and survive the long night with those who woke up.

"It's so cold!" As time went by, this kind of voice became more and more, but those people could only whisper, they didn't dare to complain loudly, for fear of disturbing Lin Xuanzhong's rest.

More and more people woke up from the cold, and some people scrambled for the clothes that could be wrapped, and there were some pushing and abusive sounds during the process, and the cold brought them the most pressing problems. When those people were making trouble, Lin Xuanzhong was getting colder and colder, because the fur that the two of them had shared was torn off by Zhang Yulong alone, and all Lin Xuanzhong could touch was that little place to sit.

When Lin Xuanzhong was more and more worried about the current situation, Zhang Yulong still slept soundly as if he was outside Cloud City, very relieved, without any worries, as if sleeping in the ice and snow made him feel very safe.

The sky is getting brighter, after envying Zhang Yulong for sleeping so comfortably, Lin Xuanzhong found that there are more and more writhing figures around, because of the scramble for clothes, and from time to time there are screams of pain from the injured, the situation is very bad, Lin Xuanzhong, who is sitting in place, can only continue to silently endure all this situation that has nothing to do with him, and can always annoy him, the fragility and unbearability of those people make Lin Xuanzhong's will tormented, this night is very long for Lin Xuanzhong, longer than every night he has spent before.

While looking forward to the dawn and thinking about the things he had done recently, Lin Xuanzhong found that he had been committed to saving people all along, and even his cultivation had been delayed. Although he often fights with people, it does not help him improve his strength at all. But after thinking about it, one of the reasons why he was busy saving people was precisely because he felt that his cultivation had reached a bottleneck before, so he shifted his attention to saving people, hoping to encounter some opportunities during this period.

As for the fact that he was not afraid of making enemies with the Eighth Order Martial Cultivator, it was because he wanted to see how strong his strength was now, he was indeed doing good deeds with selfishness, of course, the risks he took had nothing to do with his selfishness.

Sometimes he closes his eyes to think about the problem, sometimes he opens his eyes and looks around, the night is dark and heavy, even the snow has lost its color, in order to wait for the dawn as soon as possible to pick up some firewood and come back to make a fire, Lin Xuanzhong's heart is too tormented, and he is always lamenting the length of the night, so he has spent too much energy.

When it was almost dawn, Zhang Yulong slept more soundly, and those who had woken up from freezing before also fell asleep again because of fatigue, only the snoring sound was connected, and those snoring sounds were mixed with some weak breathing. I thought that no one would complain anymore, that he would be better, and that when those people fell asleep, he would be able to fall asleep, but it turned out that he could only suffer from tiredness and no sleepiness.

At dawn all night, everyone slept but he was awake, and this kind of torment was no worse than the most painful time when Lin Xuanzhong was in the Lin family.

In the drowsiness, when Lin Xuanzhong opened his eyes again because of annoyance, the cold wind gradually stopped, and the long night finally passed, and a ray of light shone from the east, giving life to the lifeless earth.

When he could see the road clearly, Lin Xuanzhong, who had closed his eyes and rested for a quarter of an hour, slowly got up, looked at Zhang Yulong and then looked at the other people who were sleeping in a ball, and then quietly walked to the place where the horse was tied and led a horse away.

I didn't eat all night, and I was hit by the cold wind all the time, and the two horses were not in good condition, so Lin Xuanzhong just led the horses and went to the forest along the familiar road. Let the pony eat the withered grass at the foot of the mountain, and he will go to the forest to look for the withered branches.

After some time, Lin Xuanzhong tied several bundles of dry firewood with soft branches, and then carried them down the mountain with a stick.

"Brother Feng, why did you come over so early to collect dry firewood?" When Lin Xuanzhong walked to the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yulong was leading some people to meet him.

Not long ago, Zhang Yulong woke up and saw that Lin Xuanzhong was not there, so he directly woke up those who were still asleep, and then when he found out that Lin Xuanzhong was leading the horse, Zhang Yulong thought that Lin Xuanzhong might have come out to pick up firewood, so he called a few people to come to Lin Xuanzhong with him.

"Send all the firewood back to make a fire, let everyone have a good meal, and then continue to look for the mountain bandits," Looking at Zhang Yulong's energetic appearance, Lin Xuanzhong felt a little unhappy in his heart, so he didn't respond with a cold face until he handed the burden to Zhang Yulong.

"Okay, Brother Feng, you can rest for a while, and I'll do the rest," taking the firewood, Zhang Yulong looked at the people he brought again: "You guys go to the forest to pick up more firewood and come down." ”

"Yes," regardless of Zhang Yulong's strength, in the eyes of those martial cultivators, Zhang Yulong's status was no different from Lin Xuanzhong's, and at this moment, Zhang Yulong's orders were orders for them, and those people did not dare to disobey, and then entered the forest one by one from the place where Lin Xuanzhong came out.

"Brother Feng, they are looking for firewood, you and I can go back and rest first, you don't need to do this little thing yourself," Zhang Yulong turned around and said after putting a few bundles of firewood on the horse's back.

"You go back first, I'll take a look around," Zhang Yulong's casualness once again made Lin Xuanzhong feel unhappy, and after a night, Lin Xuanzhong seemed to be even more dissatisfied with Zhang Yulong.

"Okay, Brother Feng, I'll go back and get some food first, and when you come back, you can eat directly." ”

"Yes. ”

In the blink of an eye, the two walked in opposite directions.