Lin Feng pricked up his ears and listened to Lord Zhao's sentence, which was related to the fate of the rest of his life.

"According to the laws of the Yuling Kingdom, the murderer pays for his life, but because the murderer Lin Feng is under the age of 16 and has surrendered, he should be given a lighter punishment as appropriate. ”

"Now sentenced, Lin Feng is assigned to a small mine to mine spiritual ore, the time limit is 20 years, and he will leave in three days and leave the court. After Lord Zhao finished announcing the verdict, he threw off his robe, turned around and left.

Subsequently, Lin Feng was taken back to his original cell by the officials.

Sitting on the straw mat, Lin Feng looked up at the pitch-black cell roof and muttered to himself;

"Isn't it just mining for 20 years, it's not a big deal, when I come back, I'm only in my thirties, I can still marry a wife and have children, and do my filial piety in front of my father and mother. ”

After a few words of self-comfort, Lin Feng was in a better mood, he looked at the cell opposite, but found that the cell was empty, and there was no longer a strange old man.

Three days later, in the early morning.

In the backyard of the yamen, there were two prisoner carts one zhang wide and two zhang long, with thumb-thick iron bars, that surrounded the prisoner carts.

The top and bottom of the cart are also made of reinforced wooden planks, which looks very strong.

There were about a dozen people in each car, all under the age of 40, and all of them men.

Lin Feng was also in one of the prison cars, and he was the only one of the twenty or so people who was not over twenty years old.

There were many people, men, women, old and young, all around the prison car, apparently to see off their loved ones.

Of course, Lin Feng's parents are also among them.

"Feng'er, you have to take good care of yourself, my mother is waiting for you to come back. Li Xuemei held Lin Feng's hand tightly, and tears continued to lie in the corners of her eyes.

"Mother, my son can't be filial in front of you, you have to take care of your body. ”

Lin Feng looked at Li Xuemei, who had already cried into tears, and a sour feeling came to his heart, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Feng'er, I hope you don't get angry with your father. Lin Zhengsheng said in a deep voice.

"Dad, how could I be angry with you, even if you don't say it, I will also come and surrender. ”

"Okay, it is worthy of my Lin Zhengsheng's son, dare to act. Lin Zhengsheng praised.

"When the time came, everyone gave way, and the prisoner car departed. An official shouted.

The people surrounding the prisoner cart slowly dispersed with a reluctant look to make way for the prisoner cart.

Lin Zhengsheng supported Li Xuemei, who was already crying, and stuffed a package into the prisoner car along the gap in the iron bar, and put it in Lin Feng's hand.

"Dad, mother, take care!" Lin Feng took the package and said solemnly.

Lin Zhengsheng and Li Xuemei both nodded heavily, reluctantly watching the prisoner car holding Lin Feng drive out of the backyard of the yamen.

A horse-drawn cart loaded with fresh water and food, followed by two prisoner carts, was clearly a long way to the small mine.

Soon, the three carriages drove out of Sanlipu, and it was not until the Sanlipu in the distance gradually disappeared from Lin Feng's field of vision that he withdrew his gaze.

Lin Feng glanced at the prisoner car a few times, and then he frowned slightly.

There were nine other people in the same prison car as him, some of them had calm faces, and there were no joy or anger, and several people who were talking in whispers, with expressions of anticipation and excitement on their faces.

When Lin Feng was puzzled, a man in his twenties with an ordinary round face moved his buttocks, sat down next to Lin Feng, and asked tentatively;

"Little brother, it seems that you still don't know what it's like to be assigned to a small mine. ”

"Of course, I went to a small mine to mine day and night, and when I was hungry, I gnawed the bark and ate the leaves, right...... There are still benefits. Lin Feng also asked tentatively.

"Little brother is really smart, the ore produced by this small mine is not an ordinary ore, I heard that that kind of ore is called a spirit stone by the immortal masters. ”

The man is mysterious, as if he knows a lot about small mines.

The word immortal master is not unfamiliar in the Zhongyuan Continent, basically the mortals of the entire continent have heard of it, and there are many mortals who have seen the immortal master with their own eyes.

Mortals are extremely envious of the immortal master's ability to soar through the clouds and fog and go to heaven and earth.

It is said that some people have seen the fighting method between immortal masters, and the ability to make a gesture and collapse the ground makes many mortals respect and fear the immortal master.

Becoming an immortal master not only has extraordinary abilities, greatly increases his lifespan far beyond mortals, but also brings unsurpassed glory to the entire family.

However, the conditions for becoming an immortal master are also very harsh, that is, there must be a spiritual vein, and a spiritual root, both of which are indispensable.

And among the large number of mortals, about every hundred people, there will be one person with a spiritual vein, and among a hundred people with a spiritual vein, a person with a spiritual root can be born.

In other words, only one out of every 10,000 mortals can have the opportunity to become an immortal master, and you can imagine how rare this immortal master is.

Lin Feng was no stranger to the word Immortal Master, he had seen an Immortal Master with his own eyes, and not only that, he was also the owner of the Spirit Vein.

When Lin Feng was nine years old, in Qingquan City in Qingquan County, he met an immortal master looking for someone who was destined.

After the immortal master carefully probed Lin Feng's body, he came to the conclusion that the innate spiritual veins were occluded, and he could not communicate with the spiritual roots, and he could not cultivate immortals.

And Lin Feng's father, Lin Zhengsheng, didn't want to give up, if Lin Feng could become an immortal master, it would bring great benefits to the Lin family.

Therefore, Lin Zhengsheng used a lot of money from the Lin family many times to buy elixirs for Lin Feng that could open up the spiritual veins, but they all ended in failure.

This matter was revealed, and Lin Zhengsheng had to propose to separate the family with Lin Zhengshan, the head of the Lin family at the time, and use his share of the family business to fill the gap of the Lin family, and Lin Zhengshan reluctantly agreed.

Lin Zhengsheng felt ashamed of the ancestors of the Lin family, and he had no shame to live in the ancestral house of the Lin family.

took Li Xuemei and Lin Feng to move from Qingquan City to Sanlipu and opened a small pharmacy to make a living.

From then on, Lin Zhengsheng no longer mentioned things about the immortal master, hoping that Lin Feng could inherit his father's business and run the pharmacy carefully.

And Lin Feng, who has been very smart and sensible since he was a child, is dedicated to learning herbal medicine knowledge with Lin Zhengsheng, Lin Feng's idea is very simple, he doesn't want his parents to disappoint him.

"Ah, little brother, what are you thinking? Seeing Lin Feng's gaze, the man lowered his head and asked puzzled.

"Oh, nothing, you continue. Lin Feng smiled slightly, showing a very interested expression.

Seeing that Lin Feng was interested, the man continued, "I heard that if you are lucky and dig up a large number of spirit stones, you will also be rewarded by the immortal master, and the reward is extremely rich. ”

"Also, the food in the small mine is surprisingly good, with chickens, ducks, and fish. ”

"The shortcomings are that there are no entertainment venues and women, and outside the mining area, there are barren mountains and wild forests with no birds for 3,000 miles. ”

"We're all criminals, and it's our turn to do such a good thing. Lin Feng had a skeptical expression on his face, not believing the man's words.

The man lowered his voice and said, "Without the help of our family, it is naturally not our turn to be the prisoners. ”

Hearing this, Lin Feng felt a little guilty in his heart, he was assigned to a small mine, it should not be Lord Zhao's casual move, his parents must have spent a lot of money to save themselves from being imprisoned.

The two chatted for a while, and the topic was of course related to the small mine.

Soon, it was lunch time, and then, it was the time for a stick of incense to release the wind, and when the wind was released, the official just turned around and left after opening the prisoner's car, and Ben had no intention of supervising the prisoners.

All the prisoners who got off the bus easily returned to their respective prison cars afterwards, and none of them escaped.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng had to believe what the man said.

That little mine should be a good place, otherwise, those prisoners wouldn't be willing to be sent there as miners.

Late at night, the prisoner van did not stop on the road.

Lin Feng leaned his back against the iron railing and looked up at the huge full moon hanging high in the night sky.

The moon, the size of a house, is the size of a house, and when you look at it, you will feel that it is at your fingertips, and it seems to be out of reach and untouchable.

It emits a bright and non-dazzling light, illuminating everything that can be seen with the naked eye in the middle of the night.

Lin Feng couldn't remember how many times he had seen this moon, he only remembered that the size and brightness of this moon had always remained the same.

In this way, the three carriages traveled day and night.

Until early one morning, a month later, the car pulled into a small canyon and stopped.

"When we arrived, all the prisoners got out of the car and waited. An officer shouted and opened the doors of the two prisoner cars.

Lin Feng put the package behind his back, walked down from the prison station and looked around, he found that this small canyon was a post station, and there were several wooden houses not far away.

There were also more than a dozen prisoner vans parked in front of them, and a group of people were standing in front of them, and it seemed that they were prisoners from different places.

"All the prisoners come with me. An official came out of a wooden hut and shouted.

The official led the way, followed by a team of 145 prisoners, who walked for about a stick of incense before exiting the canyon.

The field of vision in front of me becomes wider, and there is a small mountain range as far as the eye can see, and the mountain rocks are grayish-black, which is obviously different from ordinary mountain stones.

The official led the group into the mountains, and after a while, stopped in front of one of the mines.

"My task is completed, and in the future, more than 100 of you will listen to the arrangement of Boss Wu. After speaking, the official left without looking back.

Everyone looked at a middle-aged man standing at the entrance of the mine.

This person is wearing a black brocade gown, with a tall body, long black hair that is over the shoulder, a half-inch long beard on his face with a Chinese character, and slightly dark skin.

Seeing everyone's eyes swept over, Boss Wu coughed lightly and said loudly, "In the future, you will call me Boss Wu." ”

"My rules here are very simple, the main thing is that you are not allowed to fight, you are not allowed to rob others of your labor income, and you are not allowed to hide spirit stones privately. ”

"The rest of the rules will be known later, and I don't need to elaborate on them, for with me you have no names but numbers. ”

Boss Wu pointed to a small pile of stone plaques on a stone table beside him, and a pile of mine hoes next to the stone table, and continued to say loudly;

"Everyone lined up here to get their identity tags, each with a mine hoe, and then went back to their original positions and stood up. ”

Hearing Boss Wu's instructions, everyone consciously lined up.

Lin Feng followed the team to the stone table, took one of the random stone tablets in the pile, and walked to the side to take a mining hoe.

Walking back to his original position, Lin Feng looked down at the stone tablet in his hand.

The stone tablet is black, three inches square and half an inch thick, with four numbers engraved on the front and a mirror on the back, with nothing at all.

Everyone received the stone plaques and the hoes and returned to their original positions.

Boss Wu glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice, "Carefully watch the numbers on the stone tablets in your hands, as long as the last digit is five, report the numbers on the stone tablets at one time." ”

"If the first three numbers are the same, and the last number is connected to the top and bottom of the five, they will stand together with the person who reported the number to form a three-person team. ”

Hearing Boss Wu's words, all the prisoners present whispered curiously, expressing their puzzlement at Boss Wu's move.

"Isn't that redundant, it's better to just team up at random. ”

"It's like, why bother. ”

"Alas, I can't understand what this martial boss just said. ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just follow someone else for a while. ”

"Okay, this is the detachment method designated by the Immortal Master, it's not something we can discuss casually, let's start counting it. Boss Wu waved his hand and blocked everyone from whispering.

"One, three, eight, five. "A man in his twenties first called out his number.

Almost all of them bowed their heads at the same time, each looking at the stone tablet in their hands.

"Mine is one, three, eight, six. ”

"I'm 1384. ”

At the same time as two people reported their numbers, they stood with the man who reported number 1385 and formed a three-person team.

"One-five-eighty-five. ”

Another number with a mantissa of five was announced, and immediately two men stepped out of the crowd and stood with the man.

"1855......"

In just a stick of incense, a team of more than 30 people has been formed on the scene.

Immediately after, a clear, slightly childish voice sounded and reached Lin Feng's ears.

"Nine-five-two-five. ”