After resting, Hastings didn't say anything more, walked back directly, found a tree at random, leaned back to Omura, and inserted the three-edged war gun by his side, and after a while, he breathed steadily.

Char's heart was in turmoil, and although he also leaned down, he couldn't sleep.

Hastings practiced with himself tonight, and he actually pointed his finger at himself, although Hasting's words, Char was emotionally willing to believe them, after all, if he wanted to believe the words of an enemy, there was always something strange in his heart.

However, faintly, there is a hint of understanding in reason~ What this guy said makes a lot of sense. At least, he is a real powerhouse, no matter what, he is a step above himself in the realm, and his knowledge is naturally much stronger than his own.

If you think about it carefully, since you learned the trick of dragon thorns, when you encounter an ordinary enemy, you will naturally win with one blow, but when you encounter an enemy who is too powerful, it is basically useless. However, every time I practiced, once I cast the dragon thorn, I immediately ran out of energy and couldn't practice anymore. It's been a long time...... It seems that I have really made much worse progress than expected.

In fact, Hasting's words are not difficult to understand: how can there be opportunistic shortcuts in the refinement of martial arts? He always uses the dragon thorn, a powerful technique with strong anti-devouring power, to forcibly exert a power beyond his normal level, which may be used for a while, but the long-term use of it has restrained his own progress.

His true strength, it seems, is really as Hastings said, only barely reaching the level of an eighth-level warrior. This strength, compared with Philip before he was injured, does not seem to be much higher. He was able to defeat Philip in the first place, but it was nothing more than a trick.

And if you think about it carefully, although the cultivation on weekdays is also diligent, in terms of strength, it seems that the hands can rarely reach the level of practicing tonight and Hasting...... The path of martial arts training can only be accumulated slowly, although the progress is not obvious in a short period of time, but it requires perseverance and huge efforts.

Before himself, he relied on a killing move like a dragon thorn, and went the wrong way.

Blindly pursuing the great power of the dragon thorn, but ignoring the tempering of his own foundation.

This night, Char leaned on the village and fell asleep, with countless thoughts spinning around in his head, and he didn't know what it was like.

After dawn, Char suddenly jumped up from the ground, then unbuttoned his clothes, took off the front and back dragon scales hidden close to his body, wrapped them in cloth, and put them on the saddle. After a slight hesitation, he inserted the fire fork into the holster and threw it into the baggage, and used an ordinary saber in his hand instead.

When he made these moves, Hastings had already gotten up, and he stood aside and watched Char's movements, without any expression on his face, but after Char was done, Hastings said lightly: "Ready? Then go on the road." ”

After the two set off, they ran all the way, even though Hasting's dark horse was a divine horse, but after so many days of continuous running, it seemed that his hands were a little unbearable, as for Char's horse, it was already unable to support it, and it was already running slower and slower when he was on the road. Horses need words, and these days they are in the wild, and feeding horses with a small amount of words with some hay is not a long-term solution after all.

But fortunately, the destination of the two is not too far.

After galloping for a day, at night, I finally arrived at the woods outside the small village where the two met a few days ago.

Under the setting sun, the outline of the village in the distance was clearly visible, but it was still so uninhabited, deserted.

Hastings casually put his black horse on the side of the lining forest, hugged the horse's head, seemed to whisper something in the horse's ear, patted the horse's buttocks lightly, and the black horse neighed, spread its hooves and galloped away.

Immediately, Hastings took out the map, looked at the surrounding terrain, and made a comparison by the direction of the setting sun, and finally sighed: "Sure enough, I took the wrong road, and it was the village in front." ”

Char followed Hastings towards the village, and when he walked to the entrance of the village, he saw the pond at the entrance of the village, because the rain had passed, and there had been no rain in the past few days, and the small pond at the entrance of the village had been half dried up by the rainwater.

Char couldn't help but sigh and said with a wry smile: "If I hadn't found your wolf here that day, I wouldn't have met you." ”

Hastings let out a "hmm" and said lightly: "My two wolves are not easy to raise, but they were killed by you." ”

Char snorted: "Not only did I kill it, but I almost ate it." ”

Hastings said no more and strode into the village.

The village was in ruins, with only a few streets, houses on both sides of the village had collapsed, and some doors and windows had been wide open. Looking at it, it is all in a dilapidated state, where is there anything peculiar?

This village, Char has come here for the third time, and he hasn't seen anything all the way around Hasting. Hasting, on the other hand, looked very carefully, step by step, his steps slowed down more and more, and even kept taking out the map, comparing the sun with the direction of the distant hillside.

He walked up and down the streets three times, and by the last time he had almost measured the distance on the ground with his footsteps.

Char didn't know what Hastings was looking for, but from the expression on Hasting's face, he could see that what he was looking for was extremely important.

When Char had walked five times on the street, Char finally got impatient, ran to an open place in the village in the middle of the road, sat down casually at the mouth of a well that had been buried by rubble, and said loudly, "Go as you like." Running back and forth over and over again, Lao Tzu doesn't learn from you to be stupid. You walk slowly, and I'll sit here. Anyway, the place is so big, I can't get out of your sight. ”

Hastings ignored Char and continued to measure the distance on the ground with his footsteps on the street. After a while, he lay on the ground again, found a liner stick, and wrote and drew on the ground, as if trying to calculate something.

Char watched quietly from a distance, and when he was bored, he took out the water bag and took two sips of water.

The sun had completely set, but there was still a glimmer of light on the horizon in the distance, and as night had fallen, Hastings had walked back and forth down the street no less than twenty times.

Finally, just when Char thought that Hasteen was going to walk the twenty-first time, Hasteen had already strode in front of him and glanced at Char who was sitting on the well platform: "Come down, do it." ”

"Huh?" Char was stunned.

Hasting, however, had already dragged him down, and then pointed to the platform of the well under the ass that Char was sitting on just now: "Let's get to work." ”

Char's eyes immediately widened, and he looked at Hasting's hand, and then at the fact that a low wall next to the well had been torn down, and stones of all sizes had buried the well. He finally reacted: "Damn, you, you...... You're not going to let Lao Tzu move these rocks for you, are you?"

Hasting's hands were behind his back, and the three-edged war spear was lying on the ground beside him, and he said coldly: "What do you think? Do you think I will carry the stones with my own hands?"

Char said angrily, "Doesn't you have water in your water bag? Besides, there are three or four wells next to here, why am you sitting here and you let me dig this?" Don't you see that I'm too casual on the sidelines, and I'm not happy?"

Hastings sneered: "I'm not as boring as you, do it quickly! I've already calculated the direction, the place I'm looking for should be intercepted under this well!"

Underground?

Char was puzzled, but Hasting's eyes were unquestionable. Char had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and do the work of a porter. The surname is born in Char's natural power, and it doesn't take much effort to move away these large and small stones, just remove the stones above, and as soon as the wellhead is exposed, he immediately smells a rotten stench that rushes out of the wellhead!

This stench suddenly made Char's brain dizzy, and then there was a bang, and a cloud of flies and insects flew out of the well!

"Damn, is this well water or a manure tank!, why does it stink so much" Char quickly took two steps back and reached out to cover his nose.

But Hastings was behind, but he said something that made Char's face turn pale suddenly.

"Let me ask you, how are you water?"

As soon as Char heard this, he was stunned on the spot, staring at Hastings for a long time before jumping up suddenly: "What are you talking about! Damn! You, you don't want Lao Tzu to jump off!"

Hasting's face was flat, and he said leisurely: "You are really smart, what do I think, you guess Mo". ”

Xia Ya shook his head again and again: "No, no, no! It stinks down here, Lao Tzu can't go down! You want to find something, it's not me who wants to find something! If you want to go down, you go down yourself!"

Hastings said lightly: "Of course I want to go down myself." But I don't know anything about the following situation, and you are the only one in front of me, so naturally I asked you to be the pioneer for me. ”

Xia Yashu said: "Damn! Lao Tzu jumped down, in case there is any danger down there, not to mention this danger, just this stinky smell can smoke people to death! God knows what is down there! If I die below, won't you break your oath?"

Hasting's face did not change: "I just swear that I will not kill you, and go around you three times! You went down the well by yourself, and you died in any danger, and the silence cannot be counted on me." ”

Char was speechless.

He really couldn't imagine that when Hasting, the dignified Odin Valkyrie, put on such a shameless face, it was just, simply, simply, simply,

It's almost the same as Lao Tzu!

............

Tightly grasping the shaft of the triangular war spear in his hand, Hastings grabbed the other end and put Char into the wellmouth little by little

As soon as Char entered the well, although his mouth and nose were already covered with damp cloth, he still smelled an unstoppable stench, and almost fainted. Because it is the arrival of summer and the soaking of the rainy season, the wellhead is extremely humid and the air is even more turbid.

Fortunately, the well was not too deep, and the three-edged spear was worthy of being put to the head, and Char felt that his toes had touched the water, and as soon as he let go, he plopped, and the whole person fell into the water.

In this narrow well, as soon as the body entered the water, and suddenly there was no strength under his feet, and Char's whole body sank, and his ears, mouth, and nose were soaked in the water of this well.

He tossed in the water for a long time, and finally stepped on the water and floated up, and as soon as he showed his head, he scolded.

"Bastard!! what bastard threw these dead dogs and cats into the well! So many corpses soaked in water, they are all fucking maggots!!

After speaking, he spat desperately, thinking of the corpses of those animals soaked in the well water, dirty, and there was a thing next to him, the corpse of the sub-dog was floating on the surface of the water, which had rotted, and there were maggots crawling slowly on it, remembering that his body was soaked in such water, and he fell down just now, as if some had seeped into his mouth and nose, which made him gag again and again.

But Char just finished scolding, and immediately understood in his heart,

Lao Tzu, this can be regarded as self-inflicted!

The people of this village, throwing down the corpses of these dead cats and dogs, is basically the scorched earth strategy ordered by Moore County at the beginning! In order to resist the invasion of the Odin, they burned the farmland, burned the grain, and polluted the water source.

It's good now, Lao Tzu has tasted it himself.

Char secretly scolded Green's original scorched earth strategy in his heart and worked hard to tread water. At the mouth of the well above, Hastings had already shouted: "Don't waste time, dive down to the water and have a look!"

Char was about to refuse, but Hastings had already added: "If you are disobedient, I can order, take back the spear and leave!

Char forgave him, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth, and then plunged into the depths of the water.

His water nature is actually very ordinary, but after all, the foundation of martial arts is good, and his ability to field qi is much stronger than ordinary people. After soaking in the water for a while, I suddenly felt as if there was a faint light emanating from my arms.

Immediately, Xia Ya suddenly saw the water flow around his body, and retreated to the surroundings in a hurry, and suddenly a catty, no water space, Jiang himself was enveloped!

Char was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something!

In the underground lair of Damandras, the guy Ada gave himself a water-proof bead! This bead he had always carried with him, and he kept it in a small cloth bag in his arms.

When I first came down before, my clothes were not completely soaked with water, but after soaking for a long time at this moment, my clothes were damp, and once the water droplets came into contact with the water, they immediately took effect.

With the help of this water droplet, Char sank straight down, but no longer felt the pain of being soaked in this sewage.

The water under this well is actually very deep, only afraid of more than ten meters, after sinking to the bottom, but I saw that there is a hole in the horizontal direction of this water, this waterway is narrow, and I can only barely swim through alone. Char saw it clearly, so he turned around and turned back, touched the water in the well all the way, and after his head popped out, he silently heard Hastings shouting above and asked, "How is it?"

Char coughed and shouted, "Not bad, it's good, it's good, the air is good, the water is clean, come down quickly!"