Zhan Tian was taken aback and involuntarily stopped.

After this cool feeling permeated his whole body, his body was completely recovered!

The only thing that is uncomfortable is that the stomach is still hungry.

"What's going on?" Zhan Tian couldn't help but be surprised and delighted.

Press your right hand down on your lower abdomen and feel carefully.

The sudden stinging pain gave him a feeling that there seemed to be something in his lower abdomen and wanted to "drill out"!

After concentrating, it was only a moment for him to feel the tingling again, but there was no coolness.

After feeling it for a while, Zhan Tian looked at the sky, temporarily put aside his doubts, and continued to walk forward.

After his body recovered, his speed increased again, and only half an hour later, he was not far from the south station.

The layout of the South Station is similar to that of the East Station, but it is slightly smaller.

Removed the vines on his body and the straw hat on his head and discarded them, smeared some black mud and dust on his face, and entered the station.

After a brief inquiry, he found a stone house outside the gate of the warrior's residence and walked in.

The person in charge of war slave affairs in the south station was a middle-aged man, and Lu Yu directly explained his intentions.

The middle-aged man was not surprised, and after glancing at him, he said lightly: "If you don't report your origin, if you want to get out of slavery in the future, you need to have top-level war slave points, do you understand this?"

Zhan Tian nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

Those who do not report their origins are all classified as war slaves in the third category, although the number of such people is the smallest, but they are found in various stations.

The middle-aged man threw away a piece of paper and said, "Write down your name and press your fingerprint." ”

Lu Yu picked up the brush on the table and wrote the word "Zhantian" in a regular manner. Then he glued the right index finger with a full amount of ink, and pressed his fingerprint under the name.

However, when he pressed his fingerprint, he deliberately twisted his finger so that the fingerprint became a blur.

The middle-aged man took the paperwork, glanced at it casually, and threw it on the bookshelf behind him.

"Within the outer stake fence, you can set up your own tent house at will, but remember that war slaves are not allowed to enter the internal warrior station unless the warrior adults allow it! In addition, every day, a free breakfast is served, and all the war slaves have to wait at the north gate before the time of the day, and when the warrior adults go out hunting, they will choose you as an auxiliary!" This middle-aged man explained the routine briefly.

Zhan Tian's heart was relieved, and he hugged his fist towards the middle-aged man, and then turned around and left the stone house.

At this moment, the sun was already set, he walked out of the stone house, raised his eyes to look at the red glow in the sky, and secretly said in his heart: "I hope that from now on, Xin Ran's affairs will no longer have anything to do with me!"

There was still some time before the station closed, and he suppressed his desire to find a place to rest and check his body for abnormalities, and walked out of the station again.

Outside the South Garrison, it was also very messy, and he searched carefully for what he could use.

Tomorrow morning, he will be selected by the warriors, if he is selected to follow the warriors out hunting, he will definitely die without any preparation!

After about two moments, Zhan Tian slipped the rag bag and ran back to the station before closing the gate.

By this time it was already dark, so away from the other war slaves, he found a corner and sat down against the wooden fence.

"At this time on Earth, it should be a family, sitting at the dinner table......" Raising his eyes to look at the twilight, he couldn't help but redden, thinking to himself.

"Can't be cowardly!" This thought only blinked for a moment, and was "pushed" out of his mind by him!

Wiping away a little tear from the corner of his eyes, Zhan Tian peeled off the two rags on his feet.

Sixty miles away, the fabric has long been worn out. However, the soles of his feet were black, and there was even a thin layer of blood scabs!

This is the cooling effect of the lower abdomen on the road.

Throwing the rag out of the fence, he lifted the bag coat and looked at his lower abdomen.

In order to make it easier to walk, he had already lowered the hem of his coat and cut it back and forth.

At a glance, there is only a small piece of extremely pale cyan on the lower abdomen, which is the trace left by the kick that Chen Yuqing kicked him out of bed.

But this injury was a world of difference from when he secretly inspected it from the carriage!

At that time, there was a large area of dark blue here, and there was a faint pain inside.

After a moment's thought, he reached out again and touched the back of his head.

Sure enough, the swelling at the back of his head had also disappeared, and he couldn't see whether there were still traces left.

"This cool meaning should have the effect of recovering injuries and relieving fatigue!" Zhan Tian meditated in his heart.

"But where did this ability come from?"

He pondered.

Xin Ran was born?

Because I crossed over?

He even had, "Isn't it, Chen Yuqing kicked it out?", this ridiculous idea.

After thinking for a moment, Zhan Tian put his right hand on his lower abdomen again, then closed his eyes and concentrated.

After about a dozen breaths, my abdomen hurt again, and the "feeling that something was about to jump out" rose in my mind again.

Suppress a trace of panic in your heart and continue to concentrate.

The frequency of the pain gradually intensified.

After about a cup of tea, Zhan Tian was shocked, and his eyes suddenly opened.

Gently spread out the right hand pressed on the abdomen, only to see that in the palm of the palm, there was an extra thumb thickness, inch length, dark gray thing!

Almost at the same time, the "aura of life" permeated in the palm of his hand.

"It's ...... A piece of willow root ......"

Zhan Tian's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly tightened his palm.

It didn't take much thought to him, he just recognized it at a glance!

Because after holding it in his hand, this willow root gives him a sense of "close connection".

Is this the rhizome of the "reincarnation of the ancient willow"?

The old willow tree will be struck by lightning every dozens, hundreds of years, is it because of this rhizome?

How did it come into this world with me?

......

In an instant, many questions surged into Zhantian's heart.

Turning his head to look around, he saw that the sky had completely darkened at this moment, and most of the other war slaves had already entered their tents, wooden huts and other accommodations, and no one paid attention to him.

Within the clenched fist, the aura of the living soul continued to emanate, making him feel very cool and comfortable in his palm.

"Can't let it stay outside......"

Zhan Tian became nervous again.

There are not only powerful martial artists in this world, but also even more terrifying immortal cultivators, if someone else discovers this willow root, it will definitely bring him death!

Without thinking too much, he put his palm on his lower abdomen again, closed his eyes and concentrated, and meditated in his heart.

"Go back!go back!Go back......"

After dozens of breaths, the palm of the palm was empty, and the willow root disappeared again.