Looking at the bodies of the two of them gradually cooling, An Xiaoqi's heart also cooled down: it turned out that it wasn't a dream just now, it was someone who was talking noisily here, and finally hanged himself - it would have been good if he hadn't slept before.

In addition to blaming himself, the only thing to talk about is that the man and woman who died were all serene and had a little smile. This is rare among those who hang themselves, and it is at least certain that these two men should have committed suicide, and both were willing.

The man lying on the ground was not tall, with black hair, and was a typical oriental face. is not very old, only a teenager, with thin eyebrows and a small mouth, and his appearance is quite delicate. He was dressed in a bright red outfit with a hood, like a cloak, with a strange gold pattern tattooed on his chest, two oval arcs hanging on his chest, and two upward-curved arcs together formed a half-moon symbol;

The woman is different, she is not more than 1.7 meters tall, tall and stout, with a Western face and short pale blonde hair. The woman's face looked like nothing more than ordinary, and she was older than the boy. However, she has one very distinctive feature, that is, she has two oblique thick eyebrows on her eyes, which makes her look heroic and unforgettable. Of course, this person is hanging, no matter how heroic it is, it is useless. Unlike the boy's big red dress, she was wearing only a short-sleeved coarse cloth dress, which was in tatters. This is nothing, the point is that there are many large and small scars on this woman's body, as if she has been cut by a sharp blade, and the blood that has not completely coagulated is still flowing out of Bobo. The most serious of them was a gap in the waist, half of which had been split open by a sharp weapon, and the bandaged strip of cloth had been completely soaked in blood. With such a serious injury, you can't survive even if you don't hang yourself.

The woman's scars, the two who committed suicide, the murder in the mysterious forest, is behind all this the distortion or the degradation of that? An Xiaoqi thought uncontrollably. Remembering that there should be a suicide note for suicide in general, he searched around for a while, but did not see the slightest trace of usefulness. I had to turn around and copy the long sword I had just thrown aside, hoping to find some clues. I saw that the sword in front of me was on the ground, at most half An Xiaoqi, and the length was at least one meter up. I couldn't tell what kind of material the sword was made of, many parts of the blade were curled, and there were two openings in the sword, each missing a piece the size of a little finger. At the tip of the sword, there is a long-accumulated dark red in the sunken blood groove, which has been a little turquoise for a long time, which looks mottled and old, and it shows the sword owner's accumulated combat exploits.

Other than that, there are no signs or inscriptions on the sword, so there is no useful information to be seen. After searching for a while, he finally found a very small pattern in the grip of the hilt of the sword—in a small square, a black bird was about to fly, and the four corners of the square were inlaid with a red mushroom.

Although An Xiaoqi had been involved in Western heraldic studies because of his interest, this was another world after all, and he was ready to start all over again in his heart. Therefore, he did not dare to draw conclusions about this pattern, and the only reliable information was: Ran and egg!

When I saw these two people, I knew that the breath of civilization was not far away, and I wanted to raise my arms and exhale, but then I thought about the scars on the woman's body, so I had to swallow my voice again. After sitting for a while, the sweat of saving people finally stopped, and there was still nothing wrong in the jungle.

"Two, I wanted to wait for someone to come looking for you two, but I haven't seen anyone come for a long time, so it's not appropriate to leave you two here again, right? Don't invite that big monster just now, then it will ruin you. I see that the two of you committed suicide in such a remote way, either chased by the enemy, or cornered, in short, I don't want to be found your body, that brother, I will send the Buddha to the west, dig a hole for the two of you, it can be regarded as a friendship that we met. ”

An Xiaoqi held the long sword, used the sword as a plow, and dug a pit under the tree, but fortunately, the soil was soft and it didn't take much effort to dig up. The sword dug and the hand planed, and in a short time a large pit was dug out, neither deep nor shallow, and the thin man had to be picked up and put into the pit.

The moment he didn't want to touch the man, an abnormality occurred: An Xiaoqi felt a hot current from the man's body to his hands, and then flowed down his shoulders to his head, the flow speed was extremely fast, and the circulation was completed before he had time to react, and then he felt a heat at the center of his eyebrows, and then disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea!

An Xiaoqi stood stunned for a few seconds, and then thought of what the heart demon said before, 'the essence of life that has not been dispersed in the body', 'including soul, spirit, blood, tendons, veins, bones, flesh' and so on, and secretly said that this must be the life energy that the heart of steel needs to smelt: a hundred copies of this thing can smelt an essence that improves one's qualifications, and one such essence can double the qualifications.

A little excited, but also a little apprehensive, An Xiaoqi put his hands on the woman again. Sure enough, another stream of heat came from the woman's body, and this stream of heat was obviously stronger and hotter than just now, and An Xiaoqi's eyebrows were actually a burning sensation, and they were still stinging for a long time.

After a little thought, one can perceive the difference, and it is obvious from the appearance that women were much stronger than men in their lifetimes. It can be seen that it is very logical that a strong person can give more life energy.

There was even a peculiarity that An Xiaoqi noticed: when he was buried with two corpses, he only felt that these two seemed to be a little light. The reason for this is that it is the passage of the meridians, veins, bones, flesh, etc., represented by the life energy, that causes this phenomenon. As for the specific proportion of elapse, more elapsed rules need to be further studied.

"I'm sorry for the two, I wanted to learn from Lei Feng to be a good person, but I still have paid services. ”

After praying for a while, An Xiaoqi sat down. His underwear was made of two mushrooms, which were not very strong, and he had been soaked in the stream and tossed for so long, and at this moment he was finally overwhelmed and fell apart as it should be, so An Xiaoqi returned to the 'initial state' he had just been born.

Looking around for a while, I can't find a substitute for mushrooms, and even if there is, I can't always wear mushrooms. In desperation, An Xiaoqi had no choice but to turn his gaze to the side, where a boy was lying in a big pit with a peaceful face.

"Handsome guy, I'm sorry, I have to lend you a piece of clothes and shoes, I don't want to thank you, so I have to burn more paper money for you in the future. ”

An Xiaoqi carefully took off the man's coat and boots, fortunately, there were several heavy clothes in the man's robe, and the appearance was still extraordinary, so he covered the soil and filled the pit, buried the two, and bowed respectfully at the end: not to respect the dead, but to thank others for their gifts of clothes and boots.

The gorgeous red cloak was draped over his body, and the small leather shoes were pedaling, and although the heat was extremely hot, his heart was much more stable. With An Xiaoqi's personality, he would rather die of dehydration due to heat than let people see his bare buttocks and greedy for cold; Not only was he not ashamed, but he also enjoyed it, which made people speechless.

After a while, in the hot and humid forest, a young man dressed up set sail again. He shouldered a tattered sword and embarked on a journey of uncertain fortune and evil, but he must sweat like rain.

The treacherous environment, the foggy suicide incident, and the confusing situation, he didn't care at all: it had only been a day since he came, at least he had mixed his clothes and a sword.

Continuing to move along the stream, the concept of time gradually withdrew from consciousness, Xiao Qi only felt that the day was endless, and he woke up several times to eat enough, but when he woke up once, he was surprised to find that the night was coming.

The forest is lit up by brilliant starlight in the night twilight. The tranquil forest is shrouded in a mysterious shimmer of light, as beautiful as a magical picture scroll, which haunts and makes people fall into it.

Hundreds of fireflies flutter through the forest, spreading their glow like angels to every corner of the forest. Every trail they flew over was stuck in a brilliant light, intertwining a brilliant rainbow. The fluorescent moss on the ground is also unwilling to be lonely, decorating the ground beautifully, and the mycelium hanging from the branches of the trees, like neon lights hanging in the air, pulling out a trace of beautiful bright marks with halos, the whole forest is as beautiful as a fairy tale world.

"It's too dreamy, and if I'm successful in cultivating, it's not bad to live here permanently. An Xiaoqi looked at the strange scene in front of him and couldn't calm down for a long time.

It's just that this kind of beautiful scenery is not exclusive to An Xiaoqi. The forest is much more lively at night than during the day. All kinds of beasts also came out of nowhere, competing to show their bodies—flying in the sky and running on the ground, as big as Godzilla, and small as a cat or dog. The fur-draped ones wear horns, and they come in all sorts of ways, like entering a zoo in the other world.

At one point, An Xiaoqi, covered in mud, escaped from a toe several meters wide and ascended to heaven, the size of a skyscraper was a nightmare from hell! If he hadn't seen it with complete certainty, he would have almost taken refuge in the heart of steel. And this is just an ordinary part of his near-death during this time, not to mention the beast that is full of poisonous insects that are like an ocean, waiting for a fatal blow at any time..... Compared to these experiences, the giant pangolin I encountered a few days ago is not bizarre.

Fortunately, the golden finger is powerful, and the luck is extraordinary, there is no danger along the way, An Xiaoqi has no injuries except for a few bruises. It's just that the big red robe stripped of the boy was not so lucky: the robe was torn in several places, half of the sleeves were scraped off, and the color was as black as sludge, and it was no longer possible to see the slightest luxury. Other than that, the long sword in his hand was still alive, but it was also defaced.

Follow the stream to a cave where the stream comes from. It's a pity that compared with the movement of beasts screaming and screaming everywhere in the forest, the deep and dark cave is even more terrifying, and An Xiaoqi naturally didn't dare to enter it. I had to take a detour and choose a new path. The forest is more radiant at night than during the day, so it is not very dependent on the wide area brought by the stream. As for drinking water, there is no shortage of them, many large mushrooms have natural grooves, which store rainwater that has accumulated for an unknown amount of time, and there are even insects, frogs, mosses and the like in them, which are some 'chic' delicacy for An Xiaoqi, who is not afraid of toxins.

As for eating, it would be easier to do, he was thinking that the long sword was heavy and useless, and this time it came in handy. I vaguely remember the sentence 'you can eat it if you cut off your head', I don't know where I heard it, and I tried it by myself, and when I caught the poisonous insect beast, it was a sword, and I cut it off, followed by a meal. Then quickly evacuate before the monsters are lured by the smell of blood. Although hunting is always susceptible to injury, it is not necessary to take care of it in order to open meat.

The mushroom forest at night is really dangerous, and there are not many things An Xiaoqi can afford to provoke, except for eating and drinking, most of the time he is still hiding in Tibet. But even if you hide, you can't hide. For example, once, a giant pangolin fought with an equally huge giant eagle, An Xiaoqi obviously hid very far, but was hit by the pangolin's flying scales that broke through the air, and was almost pierced by the horns, and the beast blood on the scales also splashed An Xiaoqi's face. Fortunately, there was no danger, and An Xiaoqi was only scared half to death.

Fortunately, wealth and wealth are sought in danger! Huge dangers also contain huge opportunities! An Xiaoqi also touched a lot of corpses in the process of fleeing all the way, and the corpses of those monsters can also give An Xiaoqi life energy, and the scorching breath is frequently harvested, and the content is obviously larger, so that Xiaoqi has gained a lot.

Rubbing his stinging eyebrows, An Xiaoqi walked all the way, and I don't know how long it took, the situation was new again.