Deng Duxiu looked up at the sky. When it was almost midnight, according to the original time node, the battle for robbing prison was already over.

There is no danger when you rush to go at this time.

It was dark and windy at night, and Deng Duxiu walked forward quickly, sweating profusely. The thirty-mile road took him almost an hour.

When he arrived at the field, he was soaked all over and gasped. He leaned against the big locust tree, poured half of the gourd water, took out the sticky candy that had been prepared from his pocket, and chewed it in small mouthfuls.

At the same time, he kept transporting the clear spirit energy in the dragon eye orifice and flowing all over his body, and the fatigue that penetrated his bones quickly subsided.

In his previous life, he received the Zhenhuanzhu not long enough. Deng Duxiu basically studied the Qingling Qi.

The difference between it and other spiritual energy in heaven and earth is mainly reflected in two aspects.

1. When this clear spiritual energy wanders all over the body, it will not be swallowed by the qi and blood of the yang attribute.

2. When the clear spiritual energy wanders all over the body, it has the miraculous effect of reducing fatigue and pain.

He once thought carefully about the reason why Qing Lingqi has such a wonderful use, and concluded that the source of Qing Lingqi is unique.

The clear spiritual energy can only come from monks.

Whether it is a cultivator of immortals or martial arts, whether it is a human race, a demon race, or a foreign race, they can all overflow the aura of the green spirit.

He believed that no matter whether it is the human race, the demon race or the alien race, they are all spirits of all spirits. The human race, the demon race, and the cultivators in the alien race are even more spirits.

Therefore, this clear spiritual energy is different from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, such as righteous energy, vows, and natural spirits.

With this inference, he also found evidence.

Because there are so many techniques to refine spiritual energy in the world, I have never heard of anyone who can refine spiritual power from the human body.

After only half a cup of tea, all the fatigue in the whole body will disappear.

He got up and touched the foot of Xiaocang Mountain, intending to search from south to north, a carpet style.

The night is dark and the wind is high, the mountain mandrills are crying, the night wind is blowing, the trees are sobbing, and the faint moonlight flows on several broken monuments and the deserted tombs, adding a bit of gloomy and terrifying.

Deng Duxiu was as calm as water, curled up, pushed forward carefully, and shook his nose hard.

After traveling for more than three miles, he caught a trace of blood and slowly advanced towards the place. After moving forward for five or six feet, he saw a man lying in a pool of blood.

He hid in the grass and waited for a while. Seeing that nothing was wrong, he quickly approached.

I saw the man was stabbed in the back and was stabbed to a cold heart, ragged and covered in old injuries.

It was obviously a prisoner who escaped from prison. After escaping tonight, he was killed by pursuers here.

He carefully checked the extent to which the blood was soaked in the soil and speculated that the battle would be at least one hour.

Without finding the spoils, he could only continue to move forward. He encountered more and more dead bodies along the way. After careful examination, he found that they were all the corpses of prisoners who escaped.

"Isn't it true?"

He recalled the chaos in his previous life. The prison robbery broke out very suddenly. The prison guard was caught off guard. A large number of prisoners fled, with a low cultivation level as low as his, and he escaped by chance. Why are there corpses of death row prisoners in front of him?

After walking for several miles, he almost turned the foot of the mountain, but he still had no gains.

After searching all the way, he encountered an official who died in battle, but the battlefield seemed to have been cleaned up, leaving only some copper coins scattered in pools of blood, which he himself was too lazy to pick up.

"Is it a waste of time to work hard this night?"

Deng Duxiu was depressed and fluttered. Several night owls spread their wings and flew away from the treetops.

Deng Duxiu flashed and fell into the bushes beside the road.

After more than ten days, two carriages galloped over, and the sound of the sound of the birds that were sleeping at night were soaring, as if the entire Xiaocang Mountain had been awakened.

The carriage stopped six or seven feet away from Deng Duxiu's fall. The two coachmen got out of the carriage and began to carry the body.

The moonlight was dark, and Deng Duxiu could only see clearly that the two were strong and thin, with about the same height. Their soap clothes and scale patterns on their bodies showed that they were jailers in charge of the prison.

"Grandma, what's the matter? Those soldiers in the house are really not good. The chores of interception will be made to let us take the prison officer and chase the fat man.

Many of our people died, but the benefits were all gone. Instead, those soldiers in the palace took advantage of the victory and chased them all. "

"Who said no, I saw it really. They moved things into the library one by one, but the boxes couldn't fit, and the gold ingots were all out. Grandma's, this time our prison guard suffered a lot.

But then again, if it weren't for the Ocangshan case, which attracted the attention of the adults in the mansion, and transferred the soldiers of the mansion and the bandits from the Zhongyi Society, this time they would have been able to rob the prison successfully.

Grandma, who would have thought that a little loyal and righteous society had not made such a big formation, but he did not have a reputation."

"Zhongyihui is nothing, I heard that behind the Zhongyihui is the comrades Association. The bandit leader caught this time was sent by the comrades Association. According to the bandits of the Zhongyihui Association, it was sent by the comrades Association.

This man was so tough. He broke the back alone, got two arrows and fought to the death. In the end, he was captured with great strength, and even the county magistrate was alarmed.

Lord Hong was worried, afraid that Lord Zuo from the mansion would compete with him for credit.”

"Go to the end, why do we say this? It has something to do with us. That's what their big shots should worry about. We have a hard life and we have to help the messengers of the mansion collect the corpses.

I'm so angry, grandma, don't care. If these dead guys are taken away, I will reply. It's a damn thing. It depends on who can do anything wrong with me."

"That's right, let's go back quickly. Everyone is not happy, and Lord Yan is not happy, so there may be a good show."

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up..."

While chatting loudly, the two picked up dead bodies and threw them into the car. They did not forget to look at the dead bodies to see if they could make some melons and dates.

Deng Duxiu's two dealers didn't find a single hair, so the two of them were naturally given in vain.

After cursing again, the two jailers drove the carriage to transport the corpse and turn around and return.

The rumbling carriage left, and Deng Duxiu also followed. He lay in the pile of corpses of the carriage that the fat prisoner was riding, sleeping in the big leather bed, which tasted good.

In his previous life, he has been rolling in the sea of ​​blood for corpses and blood many times, and this little "enjoyment" is nothing.

This time, he sneaked into the carriage with two purposes.

1. The return journey was too far, and he rushed back with his two flesh legs, afraid that it would be dawn. If his mother found out that she had not returned, she would be yelling and alarmed two poisonous snakes.

2. He was very interested in the chat content of the two jailers scolding and wanted to learn more about it.

The horses were joking all the way, and the two jailers kept talking nonsense. Deng Duxiu had indeed gained a lot of useful news.

He figured out why the expected beauty of cleaning the battlefield became futile.

It turned out that the soldiers of the palace were involved and turned the pursuit into a one-sided massacre. In such a situation, the battlefield was naturally cleaned by the winners. Where was his turn?

The sudden joining of the mansion was caused by his own butterfly flapping his wings.
Chapter completed!