Chapter 21: The Sorrow of the Herb Picker
After a morning of counting the medicinal herbs, although everyone had been in a hurry overnight, and their hearts were highly tense, they were still very excited to see which famous medicinal herbs were taken out of their baskets again.
In particular, Lao He squinted with a smile, not only staring at his own medicinal material evaluation, but also glancing at the other seven people from time to time, not forgetting that the seven people also had his Yicheng, and his face was covered with black spots of grass and sap, and he actually showed a white smile.
Xingqi's medicinal materials have been counted, and they are worth a total of thirty-one thousand two hundred and twenty-two gold. It's similar to what Xingqi counted in his heart, only 2,600 gold coins are missing, stained, and the medicine collection hall is really good at holding money.
However, Xingqi was very satisfied, and the people took a bite, but the bite was not painful or itchy, even if he bit too much, he had to bow his head under the roof weir.
He Shu saw the statistical results of Xingqi's medicinal materials, and his mouth that didn't smile opened again, and his saliva almost didn't come out, but Xingqi was very suspicious that He Shu's saliva should be dry of laughter.
Xingqi directly handed over the two-year task at once, because he had seen He Shu's eyes slipping towards him many times, and he had to take more than 3,000 gold coins for this goods in this money, and he didn't want to be exploited by this goods in the future, of course, it was the best choice to pay it off at one time.
The rest were exchanged for eight contribution points, leaving two hundred and twenty-two gold coins for their own use, and some soul beast cores, which were not medicinal materials, so Xingqi put them all away and sold them when he asked for money.
The other team members also try to hand over the task for two years, and no one wants someone to share the fruits of their labor in the future.
Xiao Ke and Mo Qing are still one month away from the task to complete the two years, and the other four have all paid it in one go, and Lao He regretted it when he saw the result, and it was even more painful.
Finally cultivated seven lucky boys, this is only one time, and then he has to rely on himself alone, He Shu wondered if he usually showed too much love for money, so he recruited them to stay away from him.
After handing in the task, everyone dispersed, and went back to the place where they lived on the same road, and everyone's fatigue also quietly hit, and they didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment that was very different from the past. Lao He, who came over, still found out, only sighed more and more, and after seeing more, it is easy to accept, such a thing will happen every two years.
The next day, Xingqi adhered to the habit of the past, and before dawn, he got up to practice his sword on the Qingwu Slope, and changed into a green robe, and there were already six small stars on the robe, representing the six-star medicine collector.
The surrounding houses were quiet, feeling the cool breeze in the morning, Xingqi naturally touched the broken sword, full of confidence in his future life.
Thinking of the mother at home, "Mother, don't worry, your son will definitely return to his hometown." Xingqi held the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and walked straight to the Qingwu Slope with great strides.
"Drink!!", "Ding!ding!", "Woo!......
Before people arrived at Qingwu Slope, they heard the sound of practicing martial arts in Qingwu Slope, Xingqi was a little surprised, everyone became diligent, glanced at the people who were practicing hotly, and they also devoted themselves to sword training.
"Xiu Xiu!" Xingqi's sword is sometimes as fast as a meteor, sometimes as slow as a snail, his body is arrogant and domineering, and he flies lightly, and a silver sword light is like a dragon going down to the sea, the waves are endless, like nine stars falling into the river, the sky and water are falling into the green court, and it is like a dragonfly dotting the water, thin and silent, and the water waves are not alarmed.
The fast and slow delivery did not make Xingqi feel any discomfort, but his psychology became more and more pleasant, the more he practiced, the more comfortable he became, the sword technique changed to the sword method, the knife technique turned into the sword technique, Xingqi's heart was as calm as water, and he felt extremely natural, without the slightest swing. There is a playful mentality.
Suddenly, Xingqi stopped, from fast movement to complete stillness, so that people can see it, and they will feel very shielded, but it is very natural, as if it is not half prominent. The illusory sword shadow also dissipated with him, but Xingqi's calm and serene face turned up.
Just now, it seems, there is a feeling that this broken sword has become a part of the body, and it has entered the meditation enlightenment, integrated into the surrounding environment, and poured into the realization of the unity of human and sword.
This is a rare opportunity, this is a shortcut that can be greatly improved by cultivating all at once, and there are no side effects, but then I feel a very heavy sadness, a sad and indignant pain, and it is this sadness that makes me have to come out of that artistic conception.
How could there be so much grief, Xingqi was very puzzled, but he didn't realize that he had been practicing swords for a long time, and he had been practicing swords for more than two hours, and he put away his sword, and found that there were more people practicing on the field, and several people not far away were still practicing frantically.
The sweat soaked through the shirt, with a sticky touch, very unpleasant, but Xingqi suddenly found a difference, although he used to practice swordsmanship and didn't listen to external affairs, but Xingqi still found that this martial arts arena was very different, yes, it was too quiet.
How can it be quiet, on this martial arts field, swords, swords, tigers and tigers roared, sonorous into the ears, and the sound of swords and swords hitting each other was interrupted.
Xingqi felt quiet not because he didn't practice, but because these martial arts practitioners didn't make a shouting sound, and then he looked closely, these people were ruthless, very tyrannical emotions, and there was a trace of sadness hidden in their fierce eyes.
After the annual assessment, all the students were divided into regions and took over the task of collecting medicine.
Everyone is very mentally prepared to go, but the horror of reality is far beyond the psychological line of the students. The Iron Gorge is full of soul beasts.
The C and D areas are relatively good, there are only a few star-level soul beasts, and there will be one or two one- and two-star soul beasts in more than ten miles. But there are many soul beasts of the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels, and there are several of them in a few miles, and some of them are still in groups.
In areas A and B, think about Xingqi and the six star-level soul beasts they encountered in a few small valleys, you can imagine the terrifying nature of this Iron Gorge. There are also those unknown traps, just like Qingtan, and the murderous team is almost gone.
The forest is full of death. Watching one companion after another fall beside him. Some died of poisoning, and they died unexplained, and they may not even know how to poison them.
Sometimes buried in the mouth of the beast, the bloody scene rushed to the fragile hearts of the young and girl. What is even more tragic is that he survived in the man-eating forest, only to be ambushed and killed by his own kind at the exit.
The medicine collection students, from the excitement at the beginning of entering the Tiexia Ridge, to the shock and loss of seeing their accomplices fall, and then the madness of the soul beast, lived the happiness of the forest, and finally encountered the chill of the ambush.
Only those who come back alive can be regarded as truly qualified medicine pickers, and only then can they really grow up from naïve teenagers, which is a kind of growth of consciousness and mentality. But this kind of examination of nature is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so that everyone will never forget the bloody and terrifying picture that is vividly visible.
Of the more than 1,700 medicine collection students, only more than 800 returned, and more than half of their young lives remained in Tiexia Ridge, and those companions who had joked and questioned themselves, and those bright smiling faces who told about their future, were all left in the deep mountains and barren forests.
The herb collectors truly realized why the Iron Gorge was called Death Gorge by the previous generation of medicine collectors. A small number of those who came back were missing arms and legs, and most of them had minor injuries. Only some of the lucky and powerful ones came back intact.
This year's situation is much better than before, and there is also the credit of the murderous squad, under the influence of the murderous squad, many people realize the reality and build up the will to survive.
Only less than thirty percent of the people have completed the first month's task, and those who have not completed it will have to go to collect medicine after coming out for a long time. If the task is not completed, the only way to do it is to pick it again, otherwise it will be a dead end, and Qingxiang Valley is not a good scumbag.
He Shu stood in his own small building, looking at the hundreds of small buildings that were less than half lit in the distance at night, there was no indifference, no sympathy, and no joy in his eyes, just a muna.
If there is no light, it means that the owner is not there, and Qingxiang Valley has a ban on not going out at night, so the owner of these small buildings or rooms that are not lit can no longer come back, and after some time, this bright small room will become less and less.
If I didn't have a good team this time, I wouldn't be bright here, touching his face, He Shu found that his eyes were moist, "What do you worry about these things, the reality is like this, the strong survive, instead of worrying, it is better to think about what will happen in the future." He muttered to himself.
The full return of the murderous squad did not have much impact on these medicine collectors, they did not come out of their grief, but just practiced harder.
However, the return of the murderous squad touched the upper echelons of the supervision team and Qingxiang Valley a lot, especially the scene of its return was extremely dry, and the picture of primitive human clothes and thick and dark hands digging out of the basket frame one by one was transmitted to the inner valley by those receivers.
Uchiya comes out of the sorrow of working for the medicine collectors, and everyone talks about the cruelty of the murderous team and the preciousness of the medicine they collect in the process of making medicine.
Yan Xianglai, the captain of the supervision team, received an order from the hall master today, Captain Yan tidied up his outfits, came to the palace building of the medicine collection hall, handed his identity card to the guard in front of the mansion, and waited to be called, so he pondered, this time it may be the matter of the murderous team again.