After Han Yu also solved the remaining two soldiers, he became exhausted and even stood shaking, unable to walk, but he no longer had the ability to kill people to solve the problems.

At this time, Fan Zhuo was also looking around not far away, but he was limited to this and did not come directly.

It was not until Han Yu waved to him with a tired smile on his face that Fan Zhuo trotted closer to him.

"Thank you, brother, for helping him, otherwise Han's head would have fallen to the ground and he would not be able to repay his kindness. The brother would like to say how to repay Han?"

Fan Zhuo showed no tension as he imagined, but his lack of mentality made him look excited. He scratched his head and only smiled foolishly.

This made Han Yu smile even more vigorously, and he sighed that he was really a honest and simple child. He thought that what he had talked to these three soldiers before was heard by him. Perhaps he knew his identity, so he might want to let him lead him to practice immortality.

On the surface, Han Yu is only over thirty years old, but his actual age is more than two and thirty years old. After so many years of change, his grasp of people's hearts is naturally extraordinary. Just by looking at the boy's expression, you can roughly guess his thoughts.

Fan Zhuo didn't argue too much. After being excited and weakened his mood, he said his purpose.

"Uncle Han Yu, I want to become an immortal like you! I also want to jump three feet and punch the stone."

Fan Zhuo was still grinning, his smile seemed heartless and troubled. It was indeed a smile that should exist in the mountains!

To be honest, Han Yu was grateful to the boy opposite from the bottom of his heart. What he said before was definitely not perfunctory. He really wanted to repay his life-saving grace, but Han Yu was still a little worried about letting him take him to cultivate immortality.

"Young man still doesn't understand the difficulties of cultivating martial arts and immortality!" Han Yu sighed first, and then said:

"If you discuss these things later, I will solve the problem in front of you first. Otherwise, after other soldiers are transporting the bones, I will find you and me, but I will be unable to fight again, and you and I will be happy in vain."

Han Yu's face was covered with fatigue, and he patted Fan Zhuo on the shoulder and said:

"I have to worry about the guy helping to kill these three people. Han is powerless. If you leave these three people's lives, you and I will both get into extremely difficult trouble!"

What else Han Yu wanted to say was nothing more than explaining the pros and cons of it, so that the half-aged child could stab the knife in his hand. At this time, there would be no mercy.

But Han Yu didn't expect that after hearing this, Fan Zhuo took out a small hook, the size of a palm, which was also considered sharp for mortals.

Fan Zhuo walked to the nearest unconscious soldier, and used a small hook to slightly whisper the other party's neck. He suddenly shot out blood arrows, and the person was dead and could not die any more.

Han Yu really didn't expect that this half-old child would be so courageous. Besides, he could guess his own riddles before, and his mentality was also excellent. With this boldness, he might be a real character after he brought it out. But Han Yu understood that this half-old child was weak and was definitely not a good material for martial arts cultivation. He could not practice martial arts to the extreme and could not control the source of his life. How could he talk about cultivating immortals?

Fan Zhuo secretly uncovered the lid of the small pot in his arms. He was very careful about the fact that the person who had just died could condense into crystals, because he had taken a few crystals condensed in the pot before, which had already made Fan Zhuo notice his own changes.

Fan Zhuo also understood that the small pot was a treasure. While not wasting the opportunity to collect crystals, he naturally had to hide it from everyone and would not be so stupid that he took it out to show off.

The small pot was put on Fan Zhuo's body. Although it was impossible to observe after killing the first soldier, Fan Zhuo could assert that a crystal must have condensed out of the small pot at this time. He pulled the corner of his mouth and continued to walk towards the second soldier.

When all three soldiers were killed by Fan Zhuo, the expression he showed was not even different, which surprised Han Yu even more and couldn't help asking:

"Have you ever killed someone before?"

Fan Zhuo snatched his ears and said with a smile on his face as usual:

"I have never killed anyone, but I have seen others suffer too much and helped me get rid of it."

Han Yu didn't want to believe it, but after seeing the harmless smile on Fan Zhuo's face, there was nothing to doubt. This made him feel rare after living for decades. How could a half-old child in mortals be able to be so calm after killing someone? Could it be a fool?

After Han Yu's thought was born, he directly rejected it himself. It was a huge fun. Can a fool guess the riddle that is not difficult but not simple?

Han Yu asked politely:

"Brother, if you kill someone, you are not afraid at all?"

"What am I afraid of? I just scraped a small hole in them. Who knows whether I die? Even if I die, I will come to seek revenge after ten or eight years of reincarnation. At that time, I already had the power of Uncle Han, so I am not afraid!"

This time it was Han Yu's turn to smile bitterly. This kid's self-comfortable side is still very unique. Although it is a wrong truth, thinking about it like this, it is really not a bit scary.

After hearing Han Yu's explanation, Fan Zhuo took away all the iron equipment on the three soldiers, and used a knife to scratch the faces of the three men, stripped off their clothes and threw them into the tomb of the ten thousand corpses. Even if the three men disappeared in the army, it would be difficult to find them in the tomb of the ten thousand corpses.

As for these weapons and armor, there are a lot of them stacked together. None of these three people are ordinary soldiers, and their weapons and equipment are also very comprehensive. Big swords, secondary swords, steel chain armor, steel heart protection mirrors, etc. stack them together and occupy a very large space.

Fan Zhuo was not confused about Han Yu's request to collect these weapons and equipment himself, nor did he ask. He knew that if these weapons were thrown here, the army would soon learn the news of the three people's deceased, and after taking them away, there would be no clue.

It’s just a little more trouble to deal with these weapons and armor, and it’s just a little more energy to carry them away!

But the next scene made Fan Zhuo's eyes widen and his face looked in disbelief.

Fan Zhuo never thought that he would not have to spend any effort to carry away these equipment. At this time, Han Yu, who was powerless, easily and casually took away all these things.

Han Yu picked out a small thing from his ear cave. At first Fan Zhuo thought it was earwax, but with a flash of light in Han Yu's eyes, the little thing that was picked out had changed, becoming the size of a water tank, and it turned out to be a unique stove!

Perhaps Han Yu was controlling the stove, and the huge lid of the stove was embedded in it, and the inside was empty. For this reason, Fan Zhuo was lying at the entrance of the stove, and stretched out his arms to touch the inside.

Han Yu smiled and asked Fan Zhuo to throw all the weapons and equipment on the ground into the stove.

Although Fan Zhuo was confused, he still did everything.

After throwing all the things in, the huge lid of the stove slowly closed and turned into the size of a sesame seed again, which was stuffed into his ears.

"This, is this...Uncle Han Yu, is this the legendary storage bag?"

Fan Zhuo looked incredible. He had also heard the rumors of a fairy just talking about. The most magical one was naturally the rumored storage bag. It is said that it can accommodate everything, and there is no problem in putting a house in it.

Han Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"Storage bag? Haha, there is only one type of storage bag, it is just a small bag, the size of a palm, and it cannot change its size and appearance, it can only be used on it. Besides, it was caught by the soldiers of the Chu State before, do you think they won't take away my storage bag?"

Han Yu's bitter smile was obviously regretting the loss of his storage bag, but when he saw Fan Zhuo's puzzled gaze, he explained:

"This furnace and cauldron was used by Han to refine weapons. Just keep it in your ears for the sake of precautions!"

Fan Zhuo responded with a slight understanding, and his expression became even more excited. This magical scene made him unable to control himself, making him more envious of the word "cultivation of immortality".

Then the two of them did not delay any longer. Fan Zhuo supported Han Yu and walked step by step towards the dense forest.

He was also afraid that he would be discovered by outsiders, and the news would make people in the army suspicious. Therefore, Fan Zhuo's route to help Han Yu was also extremely remote.

Because Han Yu had said before that he was too seriously injured and wanted to find a hidden place to maintain his health. Fan Zhuo is most familiar with this. He grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and he wandered around every day, looking for the rumored rare treasures. He has surrounded the mountains for so many years, so he is very familiar with them.

When it comes to finding rare treasures, Fan Zhuo has gained nothing for so many years, but Fan Zhuo now knows that his efforts have not been in vain. At least this little pot with mysterious origin and magical function has been obtained because of random searches for strange treasures!

Supporting Han Yu, Fan Zhuo couldn't help but recall that he was back then. I remember nearly three years ago, since I heard the merchants in the village say that someone from outside found a strange treasure from a mountain, and since then, he made a big splash, Fan Zhuo couldn't help but go out early and come back late all day long, looking for strange treasures in valleys and streams, cliffs and other places.

By chance, Fan Zhuo accidentally fell into the mud while hunting for treasure. After struggling, his whole body was already dirty, so he came to the river to wash.

Fan Zhuo originally thought he was unlucky at that time, and a big bird flew over his head and actually pulled the bird shit on his head. But now, he was really lucky at that time. If it weren't for that big bird, that kind of shit, and the character of revenge, then this little pot with a mysterious origin would probably miss him!

At that time, Fan Zhuo was angry and didn't care about cleaning the bird's poop on his head. He chased him all the way to find the whereabouts of the big bird. Finally, he spent a whole day and finally found out where the big bird's nest was.

The bird was nesting on the cliff. Fan Zhuo walked down with a long vine, but found that the big bird was not there. Maybe it was going out to find food, but there were three colorful bird eggs and... a small pot with a drop of mouth.

Fan Zhuo took the small pot in his hand and looked at it, but he didn't find any difference. It had no patterns, no good-looking colors, and was ordinary.

However, Fan Zhuo still took the small pot away and looked at the remaining bird eggs. Fan Zhuo did not want to hurt these little guys who had not yet hatched. Instead, he urinated at the empty place of the bird's nest and sucked shit again. The empty place was obviously the location of the big bird, and then he left with great pride.

It is also true that Fan Zhuo got this seemingly ordinary small pot, and he also replaced his room pot and spittoon position for two years.

Until now, when Fan Zhuo recalled it, he sighed that he was really the destination of good fortune and his luck was invincible!
Chapter completed!