Back Off, Let Me Come Chapter 772

  Chapter 772 Chapter 772: These three lives are really big [ask for a monthly ticket]

"Huh, there is still a trace of heart?" The middle-aged man was surprised. He raised his hand and brushed away the dry hair sticking to his face, revealing a **** face with gray lips. It looked like a corpse, "What a life!"

  The middle-aged man looked at the pile of corpses.

   A few days have passed since the body fell.

  Leaving aside the severity of his injuries, just lying in the pile of corpses for so long, he can still hold on to a weak heart, and he is definitely a literary scholar. The middle-aged man checked his meridians, and it was true. But he didn't do more, but looked up at the old and the young in front of him, and asked: "Do you want to save it? Or just throw it back, we just didn't see him?"

  The story is well said, don't rescue people with unknown origins.

  The old man pondered for a while, counted with his fingers, and said: "They came because of Shaobai, which can be regarded as a kind of fate. If they can be saved, they will be saved, and if they can't be saved, the fate will be the same."

  It is so weak that there is only one pulse left. This kind of injury is naturally not something that a middle-aged man or an old man can save, and it depends on Shaobai.

  I saw Shaobai raised his hand and transformed into a wooden staff with small red flowers growing on it, and transformed into a sacrificial costume with magnificent patterns in addition to his strong clothes.

  The robe is automatic without wind, and the palms are sealed, causing the wooden staff to hang in the air, and the mysterious lines and seven stars bloom from his feet. I saw Shaobai's eyes closed reverently, and he chanted and murmured. The middle-aged man looked up and saw a huge female phantom behind him.

   Xuying put his palm together with his left hand, and made a tactic with his right hand.

  The face seems to be shrouded in tulle, and the specific details cannot be seen clearly.

  According to the old man, this is the evil **** they worship.

  Just as he was thinking, Shaobai's stick fell to the ground.

  Countless green leaves germinated and turned into vines to wrap and cover the "corpse" on the ground. As the green leaves submerged into this person's body, the meridians that had been exhausted and empty slowly regained their vitality, as if the rain was coming after a long drought. The weak heart was injected with majestic vitality.

   Bang, bang, bang, bang...

  The heartbeat gradually became clear from imperceptible. The middle-aged man took this person's pulse, and after a while, he could feel a faint beating in his fingertips. He said in shock: "This is really saving a life. Sigh, when I was rescued, why wasn't I treated like this?"

  Forcibly pulling a mortal person back from the hands of Hades, this kind of means is beyond the reach of literary scholars, and even the most superb medical skills in the world are beyond the reach of Xinglin Sacred Hands. When the person's pulse was stable, Shaobai inserted the wooden staff into his waist and walked around.

  Excitedly said: "Teacher, I will double it again."

   Maybe a few living people can be recovered.

  Although he is not very smart, he is usually accompanied by his teacher and Uncle Lin, but Shaobai occasionally feels lonely. If he can see a few fresh faces, he will not be so boring. After a few jumps, I returned to the place where I found the lucky one.

   Not too dirty, pick it up seriously.

  As his practice deepened, his perception of the breath of life became more acute. For example, the lucky one just now, whether it is Uncle Lin or the teacher, if you don't pay attention and feel it carefully, it is extremely difficult to detect the existence of that ray of heart veins. Come.

The middle-aged man known as Uncle Lin sat back in his seat, looked at Lucky's weak chest rising and falling, and said, "Although his heart pulse recovered by luck, his whole body is full of internal and external injuries. Can you wake up with your eyes open?" , is still unknown..."

  There are more external injuries and more internal injuries.

  The situation is far worse than he was back then.

  The old man said: "This is the fate."

  Uncle Lin: "..."

   As expected of an old **** stick, I believe in fortune telling.

   After a while, Shaobai came back with two people on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, and said excitedly: "Teacher, Fourth Uncle Lin, I know these two people!"

  The old man and Uncle Lin were surprised when they heard the words: "Do you know each other?"

  Shaobai put the two of them down, raised his finger and pointed to the person on the left, and complained: "It's him, who wanted to grab my flowers earlier!"

   Pointing to the person lying on the right, he said happily: "This person also said that he would buy me a lot of candy, I will remember it!"

  The teacher is always skimping on his sugar.

  Obviously his front teeth have grown out.

   "Teacher, is he here to give me candies?" Shaobai touched him, trying to find the hidden candies.

   "Shaobai, when did it happen?"

  The two old men couldn't help but look solemn.

   Ask Shaobai carefully what happened.

  Because he missed the candy promised by Chao Lian, Shaobai had a deep memory, and recounted the events of more than half a year ago like pouring beans.

  Uncle Lin couldn't help but gasped, his eyes widened in shock: "Just, that is to say—this group of people was brought here from the northwest? The distance between the two places is more than a thousand miles?"

   Hit them by such a coincidence?

  He knew that the northwest side was beating lives and killing people, and the forces of all parties were involved in the air, but such a large spatial distortion that teleported people thousands of miles away, how terrible is that? What an amazing battle? Fourth Uncle Lin began to be in a trance. Are you convinced that those forces in the Northwest are fighting instead of demolishing the land under their feet?

  The old man thought about it, thinking of such a thing. Shaobai also asked himself why he killed insects, could it be this person in front of him? He raised his hand and turned the "corpse" on Shaobai's left side over, and pulled down the collar of the person, exposing his scorched back.

  Uncle Lin took a closer look and said sympathetically, "Is this man struck by lightning? There isn't a good piece of meat on his back..."

   Not only **** smell, rancid smell but also strong burnt smell.

  However, fortunately, it was burnt, and luckily stopped the bleeding. Otherwise, with such a large wound on the back, the blood can flow to an adult's dry.

  The old man, the master, and the fourth uncle Lin have different concerns.

   Shaobai said regretfully: "Teacher, it's gone."

  The seal he left before is gone.

  Looking at the damaged totem remaining at the shoulder blade, the old man let go of his hand, vaguely understanding why these people landed so accurately. Most likely this person has Shaobai's seal on his body, and Shaobai is just attracting souls to repay the gods, and the sympathy is resonated by accidents.

  Since life should not die—

   "Shaobai, stabilize the injury, don't let someone die."

  Shaobai nodded obediently: "Okay, teacher."

  Looking at Shaobai who has not exhausted his prayers twice in a row, the old man was satisfied, but also vaguely surprised.

  The prayers of the high priest need to consume divine power, and the prayer of saving people is one of the most expensive prayers. After all, it is a robbery from the king of Hades, which violates the ethics of life and death, and the price is naturally not small. The high priests of all ages had to rest for several days every time they prayed and saved people.

  Shaobai is always at ease.

  Although it has something to do with his pure heart and pious faith, it also testifies from the side—this child is indeed favored by the gods.

  The blessings are over, and the hearts of the two are stable.

  The old man ordered Uncle Lin to carry the three seriously wounded people back to the cave where the three of them temporarily stayed, while Shaobai continued to search for the corpses.

  Uncle Lin had no choice but to follow suit.

  Looking at the three people lying in a row, Fourth Uncle Lin turned his head. The old man was squatting in the corner, preparing the wound medicine with a blank expression.

   Worried: "Will you really not save the three troubles?"

  The old man replied lightly: "If it's troublesome, kill it."

   It seems that killing people is as common as killing chickens.

  The old man not only used medicinal materials, but also added some bugs that Shaobai used to play with on weekdays, pounded them into powder with a pestle and mortar, and kneaded them into a disgusting ball. Although it looks disgusting, the effect is not to be said. After dispensing the medicine, the old man felt tired.

  Order Lin Sishu to take care of the person and go to rest.

   Waiting for the moon to pass, Shaobai returned with regret.

  He was dirty all over, looking like a beggar who went out to beg for nothing: "Fourth Uncle Lin, there is no one alive."

  Only those three lucky ones.

  Uncle Lin used the old man's words to fool Shaobai.

   "Shaobai doesn't need to lose, their fate is like this."

  In the dry cave, three people lay in rows on the stone bed carved out by Shaobai. A bonfire was burning beside the stone bed, illuminating the dark cave in orange. Shaobai took off his white clothes that couldn't see the original color, threw them into the clothes basket, fetched water with a wooden basin, and took a shower.

   "Uncle Lin, when will they wake up?"

When Shaobai came back, Fourth Uncle Lin had already starched the dirty clothes, wrung them dry and hung them to dry on the hemp rope—before they were picked up by the young and old couple, Fourth Uncle Lin was also a pampered master. Can do it all.

  He didn't want to either, but he couldn't beat it.

   "Wake up when it's time to wake up."

  I only hope that the three on the stone bed will have a worker.

   "Don't worry, these three are not ordinary people. As long as the Dan Mansion can resume operations, it won't take long for them to be alive and kicking."

  Uncle Lin was drying his clothes and suddenly felt something was wrong.

   I am not afraid of the brat making trouble, but I am afraid that the brat will suddenly be quiet.

   Turning his head, he saw Shaobai pinching the cheeks of one of them with one hand, forcing his mouth to open, and stuffing the writhing white worm into the person's mouth with the other hand. Fourth Uncle Lin: "Don't feed people to death."

   Shaobai: "This is a good thing."

   "No matter how good the thing is, these things of yours have only been used by wild beasts in the mountains. I don't know if people can use them..."

   Shaobai said aloud: "Next time, find someone to try."

  Uncle Lin's back hair exploded inexplicably—this pair of master and apprentice has always been inappropriate, so don't focus on yourself as a drug tester?

   Shaobai grabbed two more and stuffed them into the mouths of the other two.

  These three people are really strong in physical fitness. In the second half of the night, except for the high and low body temperature, everything else is normal.

  The sky outside the cave was dim, and Shaobai continued to dig the hole.

  Uncle Lin Si is responsible for preparing the food for the master and apprentice.

  In the middle of the mainland, the political environment is much more peaceful than in the northwest of the mainland. Except for friction and conflicts at the borders of various countries, there are no major wars in other places. Although the common people are under great pressure to survive, and there are natural disasters every now and then, but at least they can farm quietly.

  You can't get enough to eat every year, but you can't starve to death either.

  Before entering the mountain, he had already bought enough daily necessities, and with the addition of mountain game, the life of the three of them was not too bad.

  Uncle Lin proficiently dissects the prey from Shaobai, cleans all parts, chops and blanches, and adds seasonings to clay pots.

   Cook soup with a few bird eggs touched by Shaobai.

   Not long after, the milky white soup was bubbling and bubbling in the earthenware pot, and the aroma of the food also reminded people who hadn't eaten or eaten for several days.

  The eyelids of the man lying on the outermost side moved.

  The hunger in his stomach was so strong that it seemed like countless ants were eating the flesh in his stomach. As consciousness gradually recovered, the pain in his limbs and bones also stimulated his nerves. Finally, he slowly opened his eyelids that seemed to be filled with lead, and his vision was blurred.

  He seemed to have exhausted all his strength to open his eyes.

  Looking blankly at the top of the cave.

At this moment, his mind was completely white. He didn't know who he was, where he came from, why he was here, and why his body was in uncontrollable pain... his brain seemed to be rusted, and it was running slowly and strenuously. .

   After a long time, his ears caught the sound.

"Are you awake? Hey, it's really fate." A man in coarse linen turned around, holding a large wooden spoon in his right hand, tasting the salt and water, and said, "You woke up just right, I'll cook A big pot of soup is full of tonic, try it?"

  He looked at Fourth Uncle Lin in confusion: "Where is this?"

   "In the middle of the mainland, there is a deep mountain in Qi Country."

   "Mainland...Central?"

  He inexplicably doubted the authenticity of this answer.

  I should be in Huangquan.

  Uncle Lin asked him: "It doesn't matter, I can ask who you fought with before, and why did you have a sky crack?"

  War?

   This word is like a key to open the memory box in the man's brain, and the scenes before he lost consciousness gushed out.

  Uncle Lin was about to mutter [this person has lost his memory], when the man suddenly became emotional, fell off the stone bed, and struggled to call out "big brother". In desperation, Fourth Uncle Lin imprisoned him with the spirit of speech, and looked at him coldly.

  After a while, I asked him, "Calm down?"

   "Let me go!"

Fourth Uncle Lin filled a bowl of broth, let it cool slightly, opened the man's mouth, and forcefully poured the broth into it: "It's hard to save my life, don't mess around anymore. If Shaobai sees it, be careful Throw you into the worm's stomach and heal slowly."

  The man tried to struggle, but the Dan Mansion was empty, his hands and feet could not use his strength. From the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw the sixth brother and the thirteenth brother who were still lying on the stone bed, and suddenly fell silent. Fourth Uncle Lin did not miss his subtle reaction: "Do you know each other?"

   "One my brother, one my younger brother."

   "My name is Chao Lian, Chao Qingzhi."

   "Did you just say that this is the middle of the continent?"

   "Isn't this the Underworld?"

"That's right - you are still alive, you are not dead, your elder brother and younger brother were also rescued, the three of you were killed and met Shaobai, and only he has the kind of injury that can **** someone from Lord Hades." Lin Si Seeing that he was not making trouble, my uncle gave him another bowl and condescended to feed him, but Chao Lian turned his back and refused.

  Uncle Lin is about to repeat the same trick and pour him down.

  How can the wounded take care of themselves without eating some meat?

   Chao Lian said weakly: "No."

  Uncle Lin: "There is no poison in this soup."

  Chao Lian leaned back and leaned against the edge of the stone bed, his dirty face couldn't stop his sad eyes: "I value filial piety."

  Fourth Uncle Lin was startled when he heard the words, so he had to put down the bowl.

   After a while, Chao Lian finally figured out what was going on. I actually went from the northwest of the mainland to the middle of the mainland, who sent him here? He tried hard to recall the details, and suddenly remembered what Uncle Lin said about "Sky Break": "What is the Sky Break you are talking about?"

   Both parties exchange details.

When Chao Lian learned that he fell with thousands of corpses, he had a small hope: "Is there anyone else alive? Brother, are they... still alive? Where did they fall? Please, let me go there Find them!"

  Uncle Lin said: "Only the three of you are alive."

   "Only, only the three of us?"

   "What about the others?"

   Chao Lian seemed to have lost all his strength.

Fourth Uncle Lin said: "The others are all dead. According to what you said, your elder brother's self-explosion attracted the sky thunder, and your younger brother's thunder punishment was accidentally attracted. The compatibility of the two powers is the root cause of the sky crack. No wonder so How many corpses were burnt, and the co-author was really burnt by lightning? As for the three of you, you should survive because this kid blocked the frontal thunder, otherwise—tsk!"

  Uncle Lin pointed at his thirteenth brother, Shaochong.

   Chao Lian and the other person were not burnt black, but Shao Shao was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Almost no piece of meat was intact, and the situation was serious.

  Looking at Shao Chong, Chao Lian fell into a long silence.

   "You shouldn't save—"

  Brother and the others died, but the three of them are still alive.

Hearing this, Fourth Uncle Lin drew out his sword and put it on Shao Chong's neck, and said to the nervous Chao Lian, "Hey, if that's the case, then I'm meddling in my own business. Before your brother wakes up, I will After finishing him with the sword, how about sending you down?"

   Chao Lian naturally couldn't agree: "Stop!"

Fourth Uncle Lin withdrew his sword: "Young man, it is better to live than to die. You regret not being able to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day as your brothers, but now that you are dead, you can at most catch up with their first seven. Rest in peace of mind, live is worse than you." Death takes more courage."

   At least one older brother and one younger brother are left.

  Chao Lian burst into tears.

  After he endured the severe pain, he finally extracted a trace of martial energy and introduced it into the Dan residence, and only a little bit of strength emerged from his limp limbs. He begged Fourth Uncle Lin: "Can you trouble Gong Gong to send me there? I want to bury the bodies of my brothers so that they can be buried in peace?"

  Uncle Lin will naturally not refuse.

but-

   "There are too many corpses, you have to be prepared."

   There is a high probability that you will not be able to find the complete brother, so you have to patiently piece it together.

   The five people who came out of the monster room in the northwest could walk sideways everywhere.

  (end of this chapter)

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