The old miner was very confident in his punch, and before the fist landed on the boy's head, he seemed to see the scene of the boy's eyes cracking.

Before the fist could land on the boy's head, the old miner saw the boy swing a worn-out hook the size of a palm at him, but he didn't care.

The old miner was very confident, this young man looked like he hadn't practiced any martial arts, not to mention a worn-out hook, he was holding a long sword, whether he could pierce his body or not was a matter of two words.

This old miner practiced hard qigong horizontally, and when he exercised it, he could make his body hard and abnormal, even compared with copper skin and iron bones, he also had his own advantages! Therefore, he was not afraid of the worn-out hook at all, and he also had the power of smashing the worn-out hook into both ends with a punch.

But contrary to the old miner's expectations, he didn't see the scene of the young man in front of him bleeding and dying on the spot, but he saw one of his fists flying out diagonally, falling to the ground two or three feet away, and rolling three times.

The old miner's fist was completely slashed off, where is there still a fierce look on his face, the rest is all confused, he hasn't seen anything, how can his hand fall off!

After about two breaths, the pain and coldness of his wrist brought the old miner back to his senses, and he instantly became terrified, and immediately opened his mouth to shout, but no matter how wide his mouth opened, he could not make a single sound, and could only make a "gurgling" sound in his throat.

Dahan's eyes were a little confused, he couldn't help but reach out to his neck and touch it, but his hands were stained with viscous liquid, and he raised his left hand in front of him.

The bright red color frightened the old miner to the extreme, and before he could react, he fell directly to the ground, and then collapsed on the ground and convulsed, and blood gushed out of his throat like a spring.

The old miner's eyes were wide open, and his face was full of confusion, until the look in his eyes dissipated, and the confusion did not disappear, he did not understand very much, how could there be such a sharp blade in the world.

"Use a magic weapon against you, and you will die a well-deserved death. Han Ming's face was still the previous horror, replaced by a cold gaze.

Touching the hook that was still clean and not stained with a little blood, Han Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction, and then he withdrew the hook to the inner thigh with another change of hand.

After tidying up his robe, Han Ming was about to walk outside the mine, but when he saw the smooth wound on the old miner's wrist, Han Ming couldn't help frowning, and after thinking about it, he raised the shovel behind his back and smashed the wound on the old miner's body.

It's not that Han Ming has nothing to do with smashing the corpse, but he is afraid that others will know that he has a magic weapon, and now his strength is not one in a hundred, whether he can't keep this "magic weapon" is still a matter of two words, and if he can avoid the trouble, he should try his best to avoid it.

After about half an hour of smashing, the wound on the old miner's body had been smashed into a blur of flesh and blood, and there was no smooth incision to be seen, so Han Ming stopped his hand slightly, and then walked towards the outside of the mine without looking back.

What he has to do now is to quickly find another remote mining tunnel, hide again, and wait for this new and old miners' battle to pass before coming out, otherwise he will inevitably suffer another disaster of pond fish.

Han Ming exuded his divine sense and searched around but couldn't find Zhang Dart's figure, so he guessed that this Zhang Dart fled along the main mine road and escaped to the original cave, choosing another ore vein.

"Hey, this old man is lucky, he hasn't been spotted yet. Han Ming showed a look of surprise on his face, and after pondering in place for a while, he walked straight towards a separate tunnel.

Han Ming clearly felt that the old man who had escaped in advance with him was hiding in the depths of this mining tunnel.

Now it seems that the old man is quite interesting, and it is a good idea to be with him, because if something happens, the old man can buy him some time.

Han Ming walked along this sub-tunnel for a short time, and finally saw the old man hiding in the corner at the end of the sub-tunnel.

"Hey, old man, why are you here. Han Ming had a surprised expression on his face, and then walked quickly to the old man's side.

"Scared, it turned out to be you, this kid, scared my old man. After the old man saw Han Ming, the tension on his face disappeared instantly, and the shovel in his hand was also thrown aside.

Seeing this old man's expression and movements, Han Ming's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he secretly sighed in his heart that this old man could really detect something that ordinary people couldn't detect.

"Old man, looking at your appearance, it seems that you already know that someone is coming, I am already very careful, how do you know that I have come to this mine!" Han Ming looked at the old man with a hint of puzzlement on his face.

Hearing Han Ming's rather curious tone and those sincere eyes, the old man's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of pride, and he smiled twice and said, "No matter how careful you are, no matter how light your steps are, you can't escape my old man's ears." I was born with a keen sense of hearing, far beyond the average person, and I knew someone was coming in halfway through the mine, but I forgot your footsteps for a moment and thought it was someone else!"

Han Ming's face was full of surprise at the right time, he looked at the old man in disbelief, and said in a low voice, "The old man's hearing is really incredible. ”

"Old man, can I follow you, so that we can take care of each other. Han Ming had a look of hope on his face.

When the old man heard Han Ming's words, his eyes couldn't help flashing, and then he smiled and said, "It's okay, let's be a companion, so that we can take care of it." ”

Han Ming immediately showed a surprised expression when he heard this, but he sneered in his heart, this old man is old and mature, the reason why he agreed to follow him is that after encountering any danger, someone will cut it off for him, just like Zhang Dart.

After a few more brief words, Han Ming and the old man walked towards the sub-ore vein, and finally sat in a corner together and talked softly.

This old man seems to have a little vanity, and he can't hold back his words as soon as he speaks, and he has explained all his life's experiences, from his teens to fifty years.

There was a lot of nonsense in this old man's self-report, and Han Ming, who listened directly, was a little drowsy, but Han Ming still had a general understanding of this old man's life experience.

It turned out that the old man's surname was Bai, and he was taken away by a big tiger when he was young, and the strange thing is that the tiger did not eat him, but threw him to a litter of tiger cubs, and the five or six tiger cubs played very hard, and did not directly tear him into pieces.

Later, the old man didn't eat for two days, and he couldn't escape, but he accidentally saw a small grass with purple red fruit in the corner of the tiger's den, and he couldn't resist the fragrance of the fruit, so he swallowed it directly.

After taking the fruit, he felt that his stomach was full, his strength was much greater, and his hearing had become better, several times better than before taking the fruit, which immediately amazed him.

Later, the big tiger went out to hunt, but never came back, so he found an opportunity to escape from the mouth of the half-sized little tiger, and killed a baby tiger when he left.

After that, the old man became a runner with his extraordinary hearing, and spent most of his life in a leisurely manner, until now he was caught by this group of horse thieves to mine.

What the old man said was very good, and his tone was extremely firm, as if there was really such a thing, but how much Han Ming believed it, only Han Ming himself knew.

After the old man had told him in detail about most of the interesting experiences of his life, he found that he had been talking for two or three hours, and his mouth was very dry and uncomfortable, so he did not continue.

At this time, the old man asked about Han Ming's origin, and Han Ming naturally began to roughly say a set of statements that he had thought of a long time ago, of which fifty or sixty percent were false, and they were completely made up by Han Ming based on what he saw and heard along the way.

This time, Han Ming did not hide his real name, but admitted that he was called Han Ming, as for whether it was "Han Ming" or "Han Ming" or "Han Min", Han Ming did not explain further, and left it to the old man to guess.

After saying his real name, Han Ming felt that there was no danger, because Wu and Jiang were separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, and it was a matter of two things whether ordinary Jiang people knew about Wu or not! Moreover, even if someone recognized him as a person from Wu State, they did not know where he was from Wu State.

He no longer borrowed Zhu Yiwen's name, because he felt that it was a little bad to let the senior brother carry some black cauldron for no reason, and he often borrowed this name along the way to the east.

Han Ming and the old man stayed in this sub-tunnel for seven or eight hours, and then they couldn't stay any longer, not because they were impatient, but because they felt thirsty, and they hadn't drunk water since they were arrested.

It was okay before, and he could still endure it, but as time went by, Rao is Han Ming's perseverance was amazing, and when he turned his head to look at the old man, he found that the old man was inferior to him, and his lips were more chapped than him

"Old man Bai, it's okay to stay here all the time, or let's go out and find some water. Old man, your hearing is good, listen to the sounds around you, let's try to avoid those people!" Han Ming turned his head to the old man and suggested.

"It's okay, you walk in front, and I listen to other people's footsteps in the back to prevent anyone from sneaking close to us. The old man was also a little thirsty, and he smiled at Han Ming after thinking about it.

Han Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly when he heard this old man's words, this old man really thought that he was a naïve teenager, he could be deceived at will, and he wanted to deceive himself to find a way for him, he was really cunning.

Han Ming raised his head and smiled brightly, but he couldn't help but sneer twice in his heart, his divine sense coverage exceeded the scope of this old man's auditory survey, and it was a matter of who was lying to whom at that time.

"Okay, boy, go up and take a look, you have to follow me, and listen carefully, don't let someone come out of nowhere to cut off my head." Han Ming said to the old man a little nervously.