The sky filled with dark clouds was always dark very quickly. On the eve of the heavy rain, the entire iron ore began to calm down, and gradually no longer made the sound of the "dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong" hammer hitting the stones. What was left were the people dragging their tired bodies and walking on the lawn not far away, and the "clang" sounds made by the anklets.

Like prisoners, they walked towards the lawn in an orderly manner under the leadership of various supervisors. There were about a dozen tents on the lawn, and these tents were where they rested. There were dozens of people living in one tent.

This is no different from life in prison.

In fact, even though they did not commit any sin, when they came here, they were restricted from freedom, to be precise, imprisoned and lived a tormented life.

It is better to live without dying...

This sentence may be the reason why they persevere. If they want to die, it is extremely simple. As long as they escape or contradict the supervisors here, they will be dead. But death will not be so easy. Because before death, they try to torture all kinds of torture to torture people, making you look creepy.

There is no complete corpse when death is fully reflected here.

The best way to die here is to die of exhaustion.

Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao had already arrived outside their tent. Mo Yiming was carefully treating the wound on Lei Xiao's back. He held the herbs he accidentally collected during mining in his hand, then put them in his mouth and chewed them gently on Lei Xiao's wound. The pain made Lei Xiao's body curl up.

"Yiming, you said that if Nanshan defeated the Northern Wilderness, would we be able to leave this place and return to Tucheng?"

Mo Yiming was still careful to apply herbs to Lei Xiao's wound. Although he was not proficient in medicinal materials, he still knew a little. These skills were learned from his father when he was in Tucheng.

When he was in Tucheng, Mo Yiming might not know what the war was, but after being caught here, he knew clearly that even if the Northern Wilderness did not start a war against Nanshan, under such ambition, Nanshan would sooner or later attack the Northern Wilderness. Or, even if Nanshan defeated the Northern Wilderness, Nanshan would still attack other places. So when Lei Xiao said such words, Mo Yiming did not answer, but just smiled bitterly.

"I hate the Northern Wilderness!" Lei Xiao gritted his teeth, and his eyes showed hatred that Mo Yiming had never seen before. This hatred made Mo Yiming stunned, and he forgot to continue applying medicine to Lei Xiao's wounds.

"But now, I hate Zhang Xun even more!"

Even though there were still burning pain on the wound, Lei Xiao's fist was clenched as he spoke.

"If you had chosen to enter the sect with that cultivator to practice, you would not have been bullied by Zhang Xun now." Mo Yiming said.

As soon as the words fell, Lei Xiao turned his head and gave Mo Yiming a blank look, as if he had forgotten his previous hatred, and said in a complaining manner: "If it weren't for herding cattle with you every day, because I couldn't bear to leave you and Tucheng, I wouldn't have come here."

Mo Yiming smiled, with satisfaction in his expression. He grew up with Lei Xiao since childhood, and with the years of life and death, in his opinion, their friendship has been deeply rooted. At this time, when he heard Lei Xiao say the three words "I can't bear to give up", he felt extremely comforted.

"Five years ago, the immortal came to Tucheng to find someone who was suitable for practicing the great way. When he saw him above the sky and looking at Tucheng people, all the young men showed a look of yearning. But as his fingers emitted the rainbow light to each young man, he shook his head helplessly and pointed to Zhang Xun's forehead. He said that even though Zhang Xun had the wisdom root, it was not suitable for practicing. Until he pointed to your forehead, he said that you had the wisdom root and was suitable for practicing. Whether you were willing to walk with him, but you hesitated for a moment and rejected him. Then he waved his sleeves and turned into a rainbow."

"It may be from that time that Zhang Xun began to resent me. At that time, I could see the fanaticism in his eyes and wanted to go with the immortal, but the immortal said that his mind was not right and it was not suitable to practice." In his words, Lei Xiao looked at Zhang Xun again. At this time, Zhang Xun was carrying a pot of wine and drinking with other supervisors. On the side of him was a stove supported by an iron frame. A pot of boiled water was about to be put into the water. Whenever he saw this, Lei Xiao would always subconsciously suck, because he knew that it was their dinner, the only food for the day. Even so, he was not lucky to enjoy it now.

The grains were quickly put into the pot. After the heat rose, they were quickly put into three wooden barrels next to them. The hungry miner began to hold the bowl, stood up, and slowly walked towards the wooden barrel.

Lei Xiao swallowed again. If it were in Tucheng, he would definitely be able to eat a whole bucket, but now he can't enjoy a bowl.

Mo Yiming had already treated Lei Xiao's wounds. He was about to stand up with the bowl placed beside him, but he saw Zhang Xun walking towards here with a bowl of rice porridge. After a while, he came to them staggeringly, probably because he was drunk and shaking.

"Mo Yiming, look at how good I treat you. I know that you have been tired all day, so I specially served you a bowl." Zhang Xun said with a smile.

Mo Yiming knew that Zhang Xun did not have good intentions, but each person only had one bowl of porridge, and now he did not dare to reject Zhang Xun's so-called good intentions. After thanking him, he was about to take the rice porridge handed over by Zhang Xun.

But the moment his hand touched the porcelain bowl, Zhang Xun's hand suddenly loosened and the whole bowl of porridge was scattered on the ground.

"Look at you, you can't even handle the bowl. Oh, but there is no way. Who told you to be with Lei Xiao? Why is he a fat man suitable for cultivation, but we can't... You must be cursing him. When he succeeds in his cultivation and becomes a general in the future, he will promote you."

Zhang Xun laughed loudly, and his words contained endless irony.

Lei Xiao looked at Zhang Xun. He naturally would not be provoked by Zhang Xun. But he did not dare to refute it at this time. Although he was very sorry for the rice porridge that fell to the ground, he knew more clearly the consequences of refuting.

Mo Yiming didn't say anything, but gently picked up the rice porridge from the grass with his hands.

But when he reached out, Zhang Xun stepped on the rice porridge on the ground with his feet.

"A waste is waste after all, and I have to pick up the things I throw on the ground to eat. I still dream that he will practice and achieve enlightenment. I want you to see how this person with wisdom has made me, a person without wisdom, starve to death...haha."

With a big laugh, Zhang Xun stepped on the rice porridge on the ground again, carried the wine pot and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and left.

"It's really too much!"

Lei Xiao clenched his fists and muttered, but did not dare to step forward.

"Forget it, if he hears it, you two will be punished again."

At this moment, Lei Xiao's shoulder was suddenly tapped.

Turning his head, Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao saw that sitting next to them was an old man in his sixties. The old man was wrinkled, gray-haired, very messy, and as thin as a skeleton. Even so, he could not block the face that showed a kind face. This person was Mr. Xie.

He talked very little, and he would always take a green jade pendant in the middle of the night for a long time, as if something was recorded in the jade pendant. It is said that he had been here for more than ten years, and his grandson happened to be released that year.

Whenever he sees Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao, he always feels like he has seen his own grandson.

"Come on, I have a bowl of porridge here, you two will drink it first." Mr. Xie smiled slightly, his smile full of kindness.

"Mr. Xie, drink, we are not hungry." Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao said in unison.

The smile on Mr. Xie's face still did not fade away and continued, "How could you not be hungry? After working hard for a day, don't be polite to me. I know that I don't have much time to live, you are still young, and there is hope of going out... If I can see my grandson, I guess he should be the same age as you now. Drink it quickly. If you always refuse like this and Zhang Xun sees it, we all have no need to drink."

In the words, Xie Lao's wrinkled face showed a hint of longing and sorrow.

Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao looked at each other and said, "Then let's take a sip."

Mr. Xie shook his head and said, "Don't say much, drink it quickly."

Mo Yiming understood Mr. Xie's character and knew that if he kept ruling like this, Mr. Xie would not drink more after all. So he took the rice porridge from Mr. Xie's hand, drank a little bit, and handed it to Lei Xiao: "You are injured, drink more. If I am injured in the future, you can drink less."

Lei Xiao nodded. Hunger could not tolerate him saying a few more words. After taking the rice porridge, he swallowed it in one bite, and almost swallowed it even with a bowl. After that, he did not forget to lick the remaining rice grains by the bowl.

While Lei Xiao was still worried, Mr. Xie took out the green jade pendant from his belt. The jade pendant looked plain and had only a strange flower carved on it. The flower could not be named, and perhaps only Mr. Xie could recognize it.

After his eyes stayed on the jade pendant for a moment, he handed it to Mo Yiming and said, "The one who has the same jade pendant as me is my grandson." When he said this, Mr. Xie paused for a moment. His eyes were a little wet and he spoke earnestly. But more of them seemed to be complaining about God's injustice. But immediately, he turned this injustice into hope and placed it on Mo Yiming.

"If one day you go out and meet someone holding the same jade pendant, please help me say sorry to him..."

In Mr. Xie's opinion, Mo Yiming was different, and this was not the first time he felt this way. He had been watching Mo Yiming for a long time and would find that he often observed the surrounding terrain, especially when it rained. He would always see that Mo Yiming lifted the tarp and looked into the distance.

Mo Yiming took Mr. Xie's jade pendant and hid Zhang Xun over the years. They were taken care of by Mr. Xie a lot, but this time, this was the first time they heard Mr. Xie express their wish. But this wish may really not be fulfilled in Mr. Xie's lifetime.

For a moment, an inexplicable sorrow surged into my heart, and it felt very uncomfortable.

"I'm immortal, who asked you to give them rice porridge!"
Chapter completed!