358 Beaten teenagers
Qi Dabao has his own secrets, judging from his performance over the years, most of them are what happened at home. But if he doesn't say it, Pan Wu won't ask, who hasn't had some private things?
Stay for two more days, and depart on the third day.
Pan Wu carried a larger box, which contained several fifth-grade castings, a lot of herbs picked in the mountains, and two fourth-level fierce beast skins.
He had to exchange a lot of things, mainly food.
Let the Great Eagle take him back to the camp, and let the Three Eagle take the nineteen of them back to the original first camp.
This place has been completely abandoned, it's not that it's unimportant, it's not that I don't want to leave some people on duty, it's really impossible to divide the manpower, all the soldiers are divided into two places, one is in the camp to practice martial arts, and the other is in the mine mining and refining.
At this time, when I returned here, it was already a barren scene. There were foxes, snakes and other wild beasts that made their homes in the camp.
Supposedly, some horses should be brought out to help carry things, but Pan Wu has no ordinary horses here. All the horses are free-range, and they look for food in the forest, and they must first adapt and survive before talking about other things.
After more than a year of stocking, and endless tonics, the weakest war horses are all above level 3 strength. The more than 2,000 camels from the desert are all of level 4 or above.
This is still Pan Wu's reluctance to feed them, otherwise it will be even more powerful.
Pan Wu is like cheating in an exam, growing up quickly with every life around him. A war horse like this will naturally not be given to these dozen Jiang Guo cultivators in vain.
After coming to the first camp, Pan Wu took the lead in carrying his big box: "Let's go." "Lead the way ahead.
These cultivators didn't just have a set of fifth-level armor, they used to refine a few weapons for themselves when they were learning the refining methods, and now they took them together.
Pan Wu didn't seem to know, anyway, it was either a knife or a sword, it didn't matter.
In this way, a team of nearly twenty people walked on the mountain trail.
The road is nowhere near as overgrown with weeds as it was a year and a half ago, but there are hunters entering the mountain and stepping on a faint path. Pan Wu looked left and right as he walked, and said in his heart that there was an ambush here, how could there be hunters entering the mountain?
I kept walking forward, and I saw a sign he had set up at the mountain pass, saying that there were poisonous traps in the mountains. The sign is old, and it feels like time has flown by.
Look at the sign and keep walking.
These dozen or so refiners are all masters, so naturally they don't care about this journey. It's just that when I walked out of the mountain pass, someone began to think about it.
Rather, it's pondering something.
After living in the mountains with Pan Wu for so long, he only stayed there for a year and a half in the mine, and he knew Pan Wu's identity that he was an enemy of Jiang State.
In the past, there was no way, to mix under other people's hands, and if you want to survive, you have to be honest and obedient. Now it's different, I'm free to go out of the mountain, and when it's safe, do you want to tell this secret?
Of course, Jiang ** God is here, and he took it and returned. But it was in the mountains, and now Pan Wu is about to appear in the territory of Jiang Kingdom.
There are always many, many people's ideas, and although they may not be implemented, they will not stop thinking wildly.
I saw the platform in the mountain pass, which was already covered with grass. From here, it's a steep road, and if you go down, you'll get out of the mountain.
When following Pan Wuzhen down the hill, those eighteen people immediately felt it and came back!
In their opinion, maybe the past year or two has been just a drudgery to a distant place, and it took such a long time to get back a body of cultivation and a set of fifth-level armor, this deal is worth it! But fundamentally, they all want to come back.
Glancing at their strange appearances, Pan Wu thought for a moment: "I'm leaving, goodbye." ”
"Where are you going?" someone asked.
Pan Wu looked at them: "You and I are in an employment relationship, when the time is up, the task is over, and we will also end." Speaking of this, he paused and said seriously: "I hope you can make good use of the skills you have learned during this time, and you must also be down-to-earth, and don't do wrong things or stupid things." ”
As if he had guessed what some cultivators were thinking, Pan Wu smiled and spoke: "Jiang asked to trouble me, you know. ”
At that time, whether it was a threat or a joke, after saying that, he waved his hand, and Pan Wu strode away.
The eighteen refiners looked at each other, and Zhang Miao asked, "What does the boss mean by this?"
Someone said, "I'm not the boss anymore, I'm not the boss anymore, let's go." "Walk in front with a box on your back.
They are all from seminaries in Seoul, and although they are not from different campuses, they can travel all the way to Seoul. When one person walks, the others will follow.
Now that Pan Wu is not by his side, he is a little bird who has just been released after a long sleep, and he is very energetic, talking about drinking at night while walking.
They said theirs, Pan Wu went west, carrying a large box on his back and hurrying all the way.
It can be said that he has a full head of beard, and he is wearing old clothes, and he looks like a mountain man, and he is very comfortable all the way, not to mention looking for trouble, and there is no one who even takes a second look.
Pan Wu looked at the map, and went all the way west to Jincheng, the western town of Jiang State.
Jincheng is almost the rear of the border pass of Jiang State, and the baggage, weapons, and grain have to pass through here. There is also a sect here, the Golden Sword Sect, a name that sounds very vulgar, but it is one of the most powerful sects in the Jiang Kingdom.
Because of the existence of the Golden Sword Gate, there are many cultivators gathered here in Jincheng, and naturally there are many markets that are convenient for cultivators to trade.
Pan Wu is now out of the mountains, and rarely goes to the same place repeatedly, and this is the first time he has come to Jincheng.
After all, if you don't know the road, you can't help but stop and ask about the road.
Pan Wu didn't want to provoke right and wrong, and when he asked for directions, he was low-voiced and kind of talking. But I didn't expect that sometimes, it's not like you don't want to make trouble and you can't get into trouble.
He was a bearded savage, with a broken box on his back, and he looked like a poor ghost, and he didn't even want to take a second look at the robbers. But he won't be the only one on the road.
When he got out of the mountain, there was no one on the road, so Pan Wu walked quickly and slowed down when he came to the town.
In order to rush to Jincheng as soon as possible, he didn't even rest that night, and asked for the road when he was eating, and he ran wild at night.
But as the old saying goes, it's inconvenient to walk at night.
Pan Wu easily took a fork in the road, until dawn, when he bought breakfast in a small village, he realized that he was in the wrong direction.
Buying breakfast is to ask for directions, the name of the village said, Pan Wu was a little confused, as if he said that if you go to Jincheng from here, you don't go back, just continue to walk forward, bypass from the front.
Pan Wu thanked him and left, and when he left the village, he met a few children who threw a stone at a child.
The child was very torn-up, barefoot, thin and small.
Pan Wu didn't take it seriously, blew away the children, and gave the breakfast he had just bought to the beaten children.
The boy was sensible, said thank you, and walked to the village with the meal in his hand.
There was nothing to do, but he had already left the village more than two hundred meters away, and he faintly heard the sound of scolding?
I listened carefully but couldn't hear it, and I was always thinking about it in my heart, so I simply turned around and went back to the village.
Walking into the village, in a clearing, there were adults beating the child who had just been beaten.
Pan Wu hurriedly ran over and asked what was going on.
The villagers glanced at him and said it's none of your business, hurry up.
Pan Wu didn't do it, why did he say to the villager, "You are an adult, what do you care about children?"
"Talking to the kids? You see he beat my son. The name of the village pointed to a young man sitting next to him, his face was bloody, and a woman was wiping blood and bandaging his wounds beside him.
Seeing Pan Wu looking over, the woman looked fiercely: "What are you looking at?"
Pan Wu sighed and took out a piece of silver to the villagers: "Look at the doctor's money, buy some supplements, and let him go." ”
The villager looked at the silver, and then looked at the young man who was beaten by him, and said fiercely: "Count you lucky, if there is a next time, I will kill you!" stretched out his hand to take the silver.
The boy shouted, "Why should you give him money? They have knocked over all the food you gave me, and they want to beat me, so I will do it." ”
His shout immediately attracted more scolding.
In this village, he is in the minority, others are the majority, and it is useless for him to say anything.
Pan Wu stopped him: "It's okay." ”
"What's all right? They bully me every day, why don't they give me money?"
Pan Wu said I'll give it to you, okay?
The boy said no, and said why should he ask for your money.
At this moment, Pan Wu suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, and his face turned red for a while. At the moment, I am full of doubts, do I want to break through and advance here?
There is a desire to forcibly suppress it, but in the face of a breakthrough opportunity, how can it be easily suppressed?
The young man was still talking: "Uncle, let's go, they are all bad people, you don't have to pay attention to them." ”
Pan Wu no longer had the strength to speak, and all his strength was used to suppress the blood and breath that were about to boil.
At this time, he didn't understand it at all, it was just a walk, just a random start for a teenager, as for a breakthrough?
If it was so easy to break through, wouldn't all the cultivators in the world be angry to death?
He was trying to control himself and didn't have time to speak. The young man realized that something was wrong, looked up, and was shocked: "Uncle, you are bleeding." ”
The corners of Pan Wu's mouth were full of blood.
The villagers next to him heard the young man speak, and came over one by one to look, and saw Pan Wu's face was ugly, his eyes were protruding, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, this is going to die here?
Someone immediately beckoned their children to leave. The others did the same, especially the villager who took the money, shouting at his own child, "Go home!" and took the lead in leaving.
Soon, there were only a few people left, and an aunt was a little kind, and came over to ask what was wrong? Another uncle was also kind, saying that he didn't need to touch him first, but to find a doctor, and asked the young man to go to the doctor quickly.
The young man responded, just after running two steps, he turned around and came back: "I don't have any money." ”
Pan Wu slowed down for a while, and finally said two words: "No." "Turn around and run.
A body of blood is on the verge of boiling,