Chapter 1: I Don't Want to Die

The broken and solid pickaxe is constantly tapping lightly and heavily on the rock wall, the strength and accuracy are just right, and the sound of "clanging" constantly echoes in the narrow and deep tunnel, and in the entire tunnel, there is only one tall and emaciated figure, constantly repeating the action of tapping.

Gradually, under the light of the dim light and magic patterns, the white rock on the rock wall has gradually cracked and detached.

"It's good that it's not completely shattered. Xiao Hong frowned slightly, let out a soft groan, and then stuck the sharp crane's beak hoe in the gap, gently pulled off a palm-sized piece of white jade, kept it intact as much as possible, and put it into the lattice of the wooden box with extreme care.

Putting the slightly rough hand deep into the pocket, Xiao Hong took out a white jade the size of a chess piece from the pocket, which is different from the mined white jade, with mysterious and mysterious lines on it, and uses the power in the body to drive, the lines on it become orange and red, which is the magic pattern of time, and the time represented by different colors is also different.

This is also the finished product of jade---- magic pattern, something closely related to this world, whether it is life or war.

"There's about half an hour left, and we're three dollars away, so we have to hurry. Xiao Hong groaned softly, wiped the sweat on his forehead, helped the light magic pattern that emitted a dim light wrapped around his head, and carried the crane's beak hoe to find the next piece of white jade.

Now Xiao Hong can clearly feel that the temperature around him has begun to rise, about forty degrees, if he can't leave here before evening, the hot lava will burn the groundwater, and this place will also become a big steamer, and people will die here.

Therefore, Xiao Hong must hurry up, and identifying white jade is a very experience-oriented job, after all, most of the white jade will not be directly exposed to the line of sight as just now, but hidden in the rocks.

Once the judgment is wrong and an ordinary rock is planed, then the previous efforts to make a comeback will be wasted, time-consuming and laborious.

However, fortunately, Xiao Hong has been working for three years to collect white jade, and although his experience is not top-notch, he is definitely a veteran.

Identifying, collecting, and how to completely preserve the white jade inside the rock, I have found a set of my own routines.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour can be described as fleeting, the temperature in the mine has begun to rise sharply, approaching sixty degrees, the surrounding moisture has also begun to become scorching, and the air in the nose has become hot.

It can be said that at this point, time has become very urgent, but Xiao Hong, who is squatting on the ground and tapping on the rock, has a calm gaze.

Here, Xiao Hong is no longer a day or two, and his grasp of time can be said to be extremely accurate.

Suddenly, Xiao Hong's expression moved suddenly, his eyes revealed a different color, his expression became slightly painful, and one hand clutched his chest, looking very hard.

"I didn't expect to have a seizure at this time, it's terrible. ”

At the moment when he instinctively grabbed his chest, Xiao Hong made such a sound, and then gritted his teeth and grabbed the hoe again, seized all the time, threw the rock in front of him into a crack, and then pulled it out, and quickly put the rock into the wooden box, which was exactly the tenth.

Quickly sealed the wooden box and carried it behind him, Xiao Hong carried the pickaxe and ran wildly towards a bright light in the distance, although his expression was somewhat painful, but the pace under his feet seemed extra flexible.

Now there is not much time left for Xiao Hong, even if it is a second at night, he will be burned by the rising heat wave, or even die directly.

And behind Xiao Hong, the hot heat wave is like the mouth of a wild beast, devouring him, and now all Xiao Hong can do is to speed up his pace, once he stumbles, he will definitely die.

As the light in front of him got closer and closer, Xiao Hong's expression did not move, he jumped forward, grabbed the rope hanging at the exit of the mine with one hand, and chiseled the pickaxe in the other hand into the rock, and turned up from the mine with great agility with great agility.

Through the faint light and magic patterns, the mine tunnel below has been faintly distorted under the heat wave.

"Shhhh......h

For Xiao Hong, who often mixes the fourth layer of the ore road, the grasp of time is usually accurate to the second.

"Look, I'll just say that Brother Hong can come out at the last moment, come, come, come, ten copper coins per person, don't play tricks. ”

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came into Xiao Hong's ears, such a characteristic voice, Xiao Hong naturally knew who it was, that was Li Le.

Holding his chest and trying to get up from the ground, Xiao Hong ignored Li Le, as well as the few idle guys beside him, and staggered towards the second floor, there were obviously many more people in the third layer of the mine, all of them were ragged young people, and there was no danger above the third floor.

Forced to endure the sharp pain in his chest and crawled out of the mine, a sober air, blowing in his face, cool with a touch of softness, Xiao Hong couldn't help but take a deep breath, as clear as possible, to soothe the sharp pain in his chest.

Standing at the mouth of the mine halfway up the mountain, there is a slightly dilapidated building complex at the bottom of the mountain, and in the center is a stone field where white jade is polished and shaped, surrounded by dilapidated buildings, and there is only a faint light between the sky, and the giant light and magic patterns that stand around the stone field are also slowly lit up.

This is the Dongcheng Quarry, where Xiao Hong has been working for three years.

Going down the mountain, the collected white jade rough stone was handed over, Xiao Hong exchanged for two silver coins, that is, two hundred copper coins, which is four times that of ordinary miners, the reason is that the white jade collected by Xiao Hong is of high quality, only in the fourth layer of the mine, and the same entry into the fourth layer, you need to risk your life, as long as you make a mistake, you will die, there is no chance to escape.

The reason why Xiao Hong chose such a job is because...... He was in need of money.

After taking the salary, Xiao Hong walked towards a remote corner of the complex, where was a dilapidated wooden house, located on the edge of the quarry, leaning on one side of the mountain forest, the area was not very large, about twenty square meters, in the nearby stone complex, it looked small and inconspicuous.

Pushed open the broken wooden door, plopped, and the next moment, Xiao Hong's whole person fell directly on the ground of the house, the color of pain that was restrained as much as possible had crawled all over his face, his hands clenched his chest, his body curled up, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down, although he was trying his best to restrain himself, but the moaning sound caused by the pain still came out of his nostrils unconsciously, painful, lonely and sad.

As for the room where Xiao Hong was, it was also unusually simple, next to a wooden broken bed, there was an old wooden table, and on the opposite wall, there was a bookshelf full of broken books, and next to it, there were also bundles of books, which were neatly stacked there.

Most of them are about medicine, as well as the making of magic patterns.

Five minutes passed, Xiao Hong, who was constantly struggling in pain, stretched out his trembling hand, touched it on the desk, and tried to grab a small medicine bottle, then took a small green pill into his mouth, and then lay quietly on the cold ground, pain and fatigue made him unwilling to move a bit.

This kind of small pill was explored and prepared by Xiao Hong himself, which did not help his illness at all, and the only use was to relieve pain.

Xiao Hong originally lived in a remote mountain village, and four years ago, a strange disease broke out in the mountain village, and everyone in the village died, including Xiao Hong's parents and sister, and the first symptoms were pain, then organ hemorrhage ---- death.

Only Xiao Hong survived this catastrophe, but he was also deeply troubled by this disease, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, often attacked, and used the family's only remaining savings to visit several well-known pharmacists, and the results given were all one, terminal illness, certain death, it was only a matter of time.

In the face of life like a fire candle in the wind, Xiao Hong did not give up, began to learn medical skills by himself, to save himself, and no longer rely on anyone, he firmly believes that my life is up to me!

After a year of exploration and study, a pharmacist told Xiao Hong that there is a kind of jade spirit grass that will help his illness, but it is only helping, and it cannot be cured.

Even so, for Xiao Hong, it is also a kind of hope, but the jade spirit grass is very valuable, and one plant needs twenty gold, which is two hundred thousand copper coins.

However, Xiao Hong did not give up, in order to survive, he came here, became a miner, he did whatever could make money, and was actively learning medicine, as well as magic patterns.

It's a pity that Xiao Hong still has a little success in medicine, but for the control of the magic pattern, as well as the production, the progress is indeed slow, and the reason for this is that his own control is not enough, because the strength of the control in the body directly determines the control of the magic pattern, as well as the strength of the magic pattern.

After more than ten minutes, the pain in his chest weakened, and there was a sense of subsidence, and he often felt extremely painful, which was the main characteristic of Xiao Hong's strange disease.

Slowly got up from the ground, Xiao Hong sat down at the table, opened the book on medicine, and began to read it carefully, he knew very well that this was the only way to save himself, if he wanted to live, he had to make progress and heal himself.

And these books he now did not buy by himself, but picked them up, every time the students of the college graduated, such books would be thrown away by students as garbage, and they could be seen everywhere near the campus, but in Xiao Hong's eyes, these books were treasures, especially those slightly old books, even more so, because on them, there were records of students listening to lectures.

I remember that last year, Xiao Hong also picked up a book of lecture notes from the lecturer of the Demon Pattern Academy, and Xiao Hong was excited about it for several nights at that time.

There are times in life that are so wonderful, and it is this nostalgia for "life" that makes Xiao Hong crawl back from the ghost gate again and again.

"Ahem, ahem!!"

Suddenly, just as Xiao Hong was studying the book through the dim light and magic pattern, Xiao Hong couldn't help but let out a few violent coughs.

"Poof!"

The next moment, a smear of blood sprayed directly from Xiao Hong's mouth onto the book, forming a spotted red spot.

"This ......"

Seeing such a red dot, Xiao Hong couldn't help but make such a sound, his face became pale, his eyes couldn't help but open, and the whole person was petrified on the spot.

After so many years of medical study, Xiao Hong knows very well what it means that once he squirts blood, it is a precursor to heavy bleeding, and his life will not exceed three days, with such a thought, Xiao Hong's eyes were faintly filled with a touch of despair, his hands couldn't help shaking, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Really...... I don't want to die......" Xiao Hong couldn't help but make such a sound, after three years of desperate accumulation, now Xiao Hong has accumulated 18 gold coins, and there are still two gold coins left to buy Jade Spirit Grass, but within three days, it is almost impossible to get two gold coins.

Thinking of this, Xiao Hong's heart became dark, there was no light, and all hope collapsed at this moment.

Dangdangdang.

At this moment, there was a very random knock on the door.

"Is this Xiao Hong's residence?" an unfamiliar voice came from outside the door.