Slave Thirteen, who ran slightly ahead, stole a little free time and stopped to rest.

He turned his head and took in the tragic scene that followed.

I couldn't help but secretly rejoice in my heart, but fortunately I got a timely reminder from the slave and maid Bailing. Otherwise, you will definitely be in danger.

Even if I was prepared in advance and didn't open my belly to eat, I still felt an unbearable pain in my abdomen when I ran at this time.

Slave Thirteen withdrew his gaze from behind him, raised his head to look ahead at the white mist, and groaned in his eyes.

When I took a bath, I realized that the hot spring lake was very large, and the shore of the lake did not know how long.

It is already difficult to walk by feeling the stones in the fog, and the stomach is uncomfortable at this time, so you have to rest for a while.

In this way, even if you successfully run around the hot spring lake for a week, it is estimated that it will exceed the time limit set by the old slave soldiers.

Twenty lashes will surely cause serious injuries!

There will be a long time in the future, and I don't know what kind of perverted trials will await me in the future. If you get hurt now, it will definitely make the days to come even harder.

After thinking about it, Slave Thirteen decisively raised two fingers and sent them into his throat.

With a hard buckle, a feeling of nausea came instantly.

Wow, I vomited out all the food I had eaten in my stomach.

Suddenly, my abdomen was much more relaxed.

After spitting, he straightened up and ran into the white mist.

Someone saw what Slave Thirteen did.

Immediately began to do the same, and also used his fingers to clasp his throat and spit out the food in his abdomen.

But they ate so much that they squatted there and vomited for a long time, until they vomited in the dark, and when they stood up, their legs were already weak.

Although it is no longer uncomfortable, it is estimated that its internal organs have been damaged.

At this time, everyone couldn't care about the pain in their abdomen, gritted their teeth and insisted on getting up and running into the white mist.

And as long as it is pulled at the end, and the four yellow-clothed slaves and maids who are caught up by the four yellow-clothed slaves with long whips in their hands, they will be severely whipped a few times as a greeting gift.

Those who can't bear it will die in the grass. barely withstood it, gritted his teeth and persevered, and ran with an injury.

The four slaves who were originally beautiful and gentle turned into bloodthirsty and murderous wolves at this time. Chasing the running new slave soldiers is like chasing a flock of tired goats, and those who fall last will inevitably have their throats bitten by wolves.

......

Slave Thirteen and a dozen of the strongest new slave soldiers ran at the forefront.

They ran and climbed along the rocky shores of the hot spring lake. Step over rugged black rock reefs, climb two or three feet of rugged mountain beams, and walk through muddy jungles that stretch for hundreds of miles......

Finally, after running for about 300 miles without stopping, and after spending an hour, I managed to make a circle around the hot spring lake and returned to the meadow in front of the tent.

When I looked at the sand in the hourglass, there was not much left.

Including the thirteen slaves, there were a total of twenty-five new slave soldiers, who completed the task one after another before the sand in the hourglass ran out.

At this time, the group of people was already tired and collapsed on the ground, and Nu Thirteen also sat on the grass panting.

The old slaves did not pay attention to them who had already completed their tasks, but each took a long whip and stood in a row, with his hands behind his back, waiting for the person who was too late.

When the sand in the hourglass runs out, any new slave who is still alive will be given twenty lashes!

It wasn't long before the whip rang out, followed by screams.

The old slaves are beginning to make good on their promises.

......

Slave Thirteen, who had rested for a while, began to raise his eyes to look for something in the misty grass, he was looking for a figure.

He's looking for Bailing.

However, the shadows of the slaves and maids on the grass have long been gone, and even the previous flowing water mat has been cleaned up.

Presumably, the four old slaves ordered them to retreat......

Slave Thirteen felt a little lost.

He also wanted to say thank you in person, thanks to Bailing's kind reminder, otherwise it would not be so easy to get through this hurdle.

Now that everyone is gone, I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again in the future.

......

In this way, after about three more incense sticks, the sound of whipping and screaming gradually stopped.

The four yellow-clothed slaves who followed everyone and acted as overseers had also walked out of the white mist with bloodstained leather whips in their hands.

This shows that those who can run and complete the task with a breath have already circled the hot spring lake and come back after running.

After the flogging, some people were still able to sit with support, while others were already lying motionless on the ground.

The four slaves were crouching down at this time, and went in turn to examine those who were lying still.

Soon, the slaves seemed to have completed their inquest.

"How?"

A slave asked.

"Together with these who could not stand the scourging, eighty-seven died. ”

One of the slaves replied with a blank face.

That cold number represents eighty-seven living lives.

Just over an hour ago, Slave Thirteen was eating at the same table as the eighty-seven men.

But now, they're dead.

No one would have thought that becoming a slave soldier would have to face such a cruel test of life and death.

......

The old slave nodded, looked around at the new slave soldiers sitting or lying on the grass, and said to himself, "Hmm...... There are more survivors than expected. ”

With that, he said to the four slaves, "Go and bury the dead at the foot of the mountain." This is the place where the slave soldiers of the past generations first cultivated, and it is not in vain to bury them here!"

"Yes. ”

The four slaves took the order, led a wagon with unloaded wooden boxes, loaded the dead into the cart, and then led the horses all the way into the fog.

There were still a lot of dead bodies waiting to be collected along the shores of the hot spring lake, which was enough to be busy for a while.

......

Several old slaves stood in a row.

One of them, looking at the survivors sitting on the grass in a mess, smiled slightly, and said, "Congratulations to all of you for surviving this first new slave soldier trial and passing the ghost gate!"

Although they passed this inexplicable "Ghost Gate Trial", there was no trace of joy on everyone's faces.

One by one, their faces were crying and mourning, and their faces were pale.

Most of them have already suffered damage to their internal organs, and some have suffered severe flogging injuries.

You must know that a person who has never had enough to eat suddenly let him eat until he can be fatal.

What's more, those who are still allowed to eat will run 300 miles without stopping, and if they run slowly, they will be whipped.

It is a form of torture that is inhumane and cruel.

......

The old slave soldier looked at the uncomfortable crowd and suddenly smiled.

"What's the matter? It's painful, isn't it?...... Don't worry, I'll teach you how to get rid of your pain. ”

Nu Thirteen, who was also sitting on the grass resting, heard this, and his heart moved.

Injuries to the internal organs and flogging are not trivial.

There is no other way than to ask Lang Zhong to prescribe medicine and recuperate slowly.

However, looking at the appearance of those four old slave soldiers, they are definitely not good people who are willing to give.

Prescribe medicine for recuperation.

Don't even think about it.

However, what kind of magic can teach people to heal themselves?

Slave Thirteen couldn't help but arouse his curiosity, thinking: "Could it be these old slave soldiers, talking nonsense again?......"