Pan Long opened his eyes and saw a lush forest, as well as a mountain cliff in the distance.

He rolled over and stood up, feeling in good shape, not only without any pain, but not even the weakness that he should have had after the fury.

And all around him, there were broken branches and leaves. Judging from the damage to the canopy above his head, he must have fallen straight from the cliff.

Even these big trees were smashed by him, so why didn't he have anything to do?

He thought about it for a moment, opened the panel, and sure enough, he saw that among the three slots in the shortcut inventory, the one with the Holy Spirit Medicine was empty.

"Sure enough, it's the effect of the Holy Elixir. ”

He couldn't help but sigh.

Just now, he launched a berserk, fell into a rage, temporarily obtained an ability similar to an immortal body, joined forces with Han Feng, and fought with He Tiankui to lose both. And when the rage was over, he should have died, but the Holy Elixir automatically took effect, allowing him to return to his intact state.

It is a rare treasure! Having a bottle with you is an extra life!

Of course, the Most Holy Boots on his feet also helped. If it weren't for the fact that this treasure had dissolved - at least some of the power of the fall, even if he would not have died of serious injuries in a violent state, but if he fell from a cliff and his body was torn apart, it is estimated that the Holy Spirit Medicine would not have been able to save him.

It's like Korean style......

He gritted his teeth.

"Maybe I was wrong just now, Ah Feng, he was just injured......" He said to himself something that even a child wouldn't believe, barely fooling himself.

Looking up again, he couldn't help but be glad for something.

The cliff wasn't very high, it wasn't very steep, he probably ...... It's not hard to climb up.

Night was approaching, and a group of soldiers, led by officers, ran out of breath to the cliff.

In the afternoon, the soldiers on duty at the lookout noticed a break in a cliff, possibly damaging the road, and immediately reported it. General Wang, who was in charge of the Divine Soldier Pass, was taken aback and immediately sent people to explore.

This road is related to the connection between Shenbing Pass and the rear, if you can't communicate, Shenbing Pass will be cut off from supplies.

Although Shenbing Pass has enough food and grass to last for three months, it is not afraid to temporarily cut off supplies. But what if an enemy wants to take advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble?

Not to mention, if someone deliberately cut off the passes everywhere and launched a rebellion in Tianwu County...... Even if the rebellion is successfully suppressed in the end, he, as the commander of the army, will have a lot of responsibility!

The military order was like a mountain, and the general gave the order, and the soldiers had to work hard and run all the way.

Seeing that it's getting dark, I don't know if I can go back to the barracks to sleep today?

The thought of possibly camping outside left them demoralized.

What made them even more demoralized was that they saw that almost the entire mountain road was covered with falling stones, and countless large and small stones were piled up in a mess, and they knew at a glance that it was not easy to clean.

That's not all, but the experienced veteran has already looked at the cliff with a bitter face.

The fact that so many rocks will fall indicates that there is something wrong with this section of the cliff and needs to be cleaned up.

God knows how many more rocks will fall when it comes time to clean up!

Most of them have experience in this area, and some of them are more unlucky and have even participated in several such cliff clean-up work, leaving deep painful memories.

More than one soldier covered his face with his hands and could not bear to look at it again. Others looked at their hands with bitter faces, calculating how many blood blisters would be worn out and how many pieces of skin would be worn out this time.

They can already imagine that in the next half of the winter, and perhaps a little more than half of the spring, everyone will probably have to be busy!

At this moment, the soldier who was walking in the front suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, who are you squatting there?"

Hearing his shout, a young man crouched on the ground stood up.

His face was gloomy, his clothes and leather armor were in tatters, and he looked very embarrassed. The most noticeable thing is his hands, which are probably scratched in several places from the constant digging and carrying of stones.

If you look closely, you can see that the nails of his ten fingers are all broken, and even more than one nail has disappeared, and the flesh is embedded with sand and gravel, which makes people feel very painful when they look at it.

But he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and just replied in a deep voice: "My friend is buried underneath, and I want to dig him out." ”

The soldier who shouted loudly just now was suddenly a little embarrassed, especially when he found that others were looking at him with condemnation, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"That...... Ha ha...... I don't know. Sorry, sorry. He scratched his head, laughed dryly, made amends, and asked, "Did you encounter a landslide?"

"I met a robber. The young man replied.

"Robbers?!What robbers are so powerful that they can knock down all the cliffs?"

The young man did not explain, but crouched down again, picked up a rock, and placed it aside.

The officer leading the team roughly understood, took a few steps forward, and asked, "Do you want help?"

The young man looked at them: "I'm about to dig him out." ”

"Let's give a hand, too. ”

The officer did not wait for him to refuse, and brought the soldiers to help with him. There were many people and strength, dozens of strong men worked together, and the soldiers also carried tools, and the speed immediately increased.

It only took half an hour for them to remove the stone beside the young man, revealing the body of another young man.

The young man looked a little smaller than this, and the childishness on his face was obvious. He was obviously killed by a martial arts master, and his chest and abdomen were all shattered into a mess of flesh and blood, only the part above his chest and below his waist was relatively intact.

"Luckily, at least my head wasn't stoned. The soldier who had asked earlier muttered.

He immediately received a punch in the back from a colleague who didn't know which one, and realized that what he said was inappropriate, and immediately shut his mouth.

But the young man who was carrying the stone paid no attention to his words, and just looked at his friend's corpse in silence.

After a few moments, he untied the cloak behind his back, only to find that his cloak was tattered and could not be used as a shroud.

He became more and more silent, and after a long time he asked the soldiers, "Who can give me a piece of cloth?"

The officer sighed, untied his cloak and handed it to him.

"Thank you. ”

The young man spread his cloak on the ground and, with his wounded hands, carried as many of his friend's remains as he could, then bandaged them and held them in his arms.

During the whole process, he remained silent, as if he had become mute.

There was no expression on his face, just as gloomy as it had been at the beginning, like a cloudy day when it was about to rain, and there was no sunlight to be seen. Only the movements were light and slow, as if he felt that his friend was still conscious, and he was afraid of hurting his friend.

Looking at his appearance, the soldiers felt heavy in their hearts. Not to mention those recruits who have not yet undergone the baptism of blood, even the veterans who have seen blood when they kill thieves and thieves can't help but be gloomy.

"If you're sad, cry out. An old soldier looked unbearable and persuaded, "Just cry once." ”

The young man's body trembled violently, lowered his head, and replied in a hoarse and low voice: "I am a native of the Northland, a man from the Northland, who sheds only blood, not tears. ”

With that, he stood up with the bloody cloth bag in his arms.

He was about to turn to leave, when he suddenly remembered something and said, "There is a carriage buried under the stones here." There were the bodies of four women in the carriage...... I guess it's broken into a ball, and there's no way to make it whole. ”

The officer who gave out the cloak just now nodded: "Do you know their identity?"

"A pair of twins, the elder sister is called Lu Hexiang, and the younger sister is called Lu Lanxiang. They were sold to Qinglou by their parents and later ransomed...... Where they came from, they themselves refused to say. ”

"A pair of master and servant, the master's name is Sun Yun, who is the young lady of the Sun family business firm in Junshan Town, and the servant's name is Xiaocui, I don't know what her surname is, so let's assume that she is also surnamed Sun. ”

"Who killed the murderer?" the officer asked again.

"The leader of the Tiankui Gang in Junshan Town, He Tiankui. ”

The officer nodded, indicating that he had written it down. Then he asked, "What are you going to do now?"

The young man did not answer, but silently walked into the night with the blood-dripping package.

Watching him walk away, the officer smacked his lips and said, "I have a hunch that something big is going to happen in Junshan Town." ”

"Hmm. The veteran replied, "A lot of people will die." ”

His eyes ...... He Tiankui, and even the entire He family, or the entire Tiankui Gang...... "It's going to be bad luck!" said another veteran, "I don't know if they can have someone collect their bodies." ”

"Difficult. ”

After reaching this conclusion, the officer turned and looked at his soldiers.

"Before you get the follow-up news from Junshan Town, don't tell anyone what happened just now. He ordered, "When everything is settled and we get the news, we will make plans." ”

"That'...... Do we still have to clear the stones?" asked the soldier who first asked.

The officer glared at him fiercely: "You talk a lot of nonsense!

The soldiers sighed and continued to get busy.

Pan Long walked alone in the dark night wrapped in blood, and a jackal smelled the smell of blood and approached, but only when he was looked at by his eyes, he let out a frightened whimper and fled with his tail between his legs.

He walked far away and stopped until he was sure that no one could see him anymore.

He took out the dimensional bag and put the blood package inside, and his figure disappeared in place.

After only a moment, he reappeared in the same place, but his eyes were more gloomy, and his whole body was covered with blood, as if he had taken a bath in the blood pool hell.

Dozens of porcelain vases appeared around him, most of them with white strips of paper, and only two or three with black strips of paper.

He picked up the porcelain vases one by one, inspected them, and put them into the dimensional bag. Then he began to work lightly and rushed towards the south with all his might.

In the night, his muttering echoed.

"We used to just want to be good people. ”

"We used to think that if we had a conscience, we could be a good person. ”

"Ah Feng, we were wrong. In this world, to be a good person, conscience alone is not enough!"

"We have to be more vicious, more vicious, more insidious and despicable than the bad guys to be good people. ”

"But can we really be considered good people like this?"

The night wind whimpered, but no one answered.