Volume 1 Brother, Brother Chapter 12 You Are Pressing My Hair (Part 2)
The sky in June is cloudless, like a piece of blue glass, extremely smooth.
Under the blue sky is a blue light curtain, like a waterfall falling from the sky, completely covering the Wanzhang Mountain.
Yes, standing outside the Yantian light shield, it is impossible to see clearly the vast mountains in the light shield. Only endless blue is in sight.
This light shield that connects to the sky and to the ground is like a screen with no edges, blocking everything.
At the bottom of the mask, there were two dark blue objects every three feet away, like windows. Zhang Qi ran close to the mask and saw that someone was taking out two pieces of blood sacrifice and pressing the two palm-sized pieces.
The dark blue "window" went up, and then the blue light flashed, and the man disappeared: it turned out that after going through the bloody journey of several miles, entering Wanzhang Mountain became so simple.
Of course, not everyone is so simple: someone only took out a Blood Sacrifice Token and rushed in; but the window where the Blood Sacrifice Token was not pressed instantly emitted a blue light, and the person was blasted far away and fell straight down.
Went to the grass dozens of feet away.
There are also people who don’t even have a blood sacrifice token. It seems that it was snatched away by others, but they are still lucky enough to run to the light mask. However, this time it is not a blue light emitting from one window, but two blue lights emitting simultaneously. This person is miserable.
He screamed and flew far away.
Obviously, those who were blasted away had completely lost the opportunity to enter Wan Zhang Mountain and became the eliminated ones in the first level.
Moreover, even those holding two Blood Sacrifice Tokens may not necessarily be able to enter Wan Zhang Mountain.
Zhang Qi saw with his own eyes that a girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old, happily pressed two blood sacrifice tokens against the two windows, but a hand reached out halfway, grabbed the blood sacrifice token, and then kicked her.
Kicked two feet away.
The woman stood up cursing and rushed towards her like crazy, but the man had already entered the Wanzhang Mountain with two blood sacrifice tokens in his hands. The woman was so angry that she turned around and rushed towards the person next to her, who happened to also take out two blood sacrifice tokens.
The blood sacrifice order was caught off guard and snatched away by the woman. Naturally, the man fought back with all his strength, but the crowd around him came and separated him from the woman.
The man was also furious, so he grabbed the third unlucky guy and succeeded in grabbing a Blood Sacrifice Token. However, he was still happy, and before he could use it, the Blood Sacrifice Token he had just obtained was snatched away again. Then
The person rolled his eyes in anger and fainted just like that!
Zhang Qi hid aside and was sweating coldly as he watched: This competition is too fierce!
"Get away!" Just when he was making up his mind whether to rush forward, an angry shout came from behind him. He quickly turned his body to one side, and several figures rushed past him. After a closer look,
Those people seemed to be a small gang, a few servant-like figures in green clothes and small hats, protecting a young man in brocade clothes and running rampant. They pushed away more than a dozen blood sacrificers who were blocking the way, and then came to the Yantian light shield. Someone pushed
The blood sacrifice order was handed over, and the young man in brocade clothes looked around leisurely and entered Wan Zhang Mountain.
As soon as the small team rushed forward, the area became much calmer. Zhang Qi's eyes lit up and he rushed forward. When all the servants used the Blood Sacrifice Order and the light barrier quieted down, he rushed forward in one stride.
Go and press the two blood sacrifice orders.
In the midst of his busy schedule, he also discovered that not all of the group of servants entered Wan Zhang Mountain. Only four or five of them entered, and two or three others were blocked outside. It seems that even this powerful small gang is not
Everyone has two Blood Sacrifice Tokens.
At this time, someone found that this side was slightly empty. Countless blood sacrificers came over. The two or three servants were unable to protect themselves and were squeezed away. Someone reached out to pull Zhang Qi away, but a blue light flashed.
Zhang Qi has disappeared.
"Damn, you ran so fast!" The man muttered a few words, turned around and started looking for the next target, but he didn't notice the crowd coming from behind, squeezing him so hard that he even cried for his mother.
He almost failed to save the Blood Sacrifice Order.
Crowds of people continued to surge on the grassland, and there were cries and shouts. However, the battle to snatch the blood sacrifice order became more and more fierce. The cries and shouts resounded throughout the earth, and the light of the bloody sword woven into the sky, and even faintly reflected the blue light curtain.
redness.
There seems to be no sunrise or sunset on this grassland. The sun hangs extremely firmly in the sky, mercilessly looking down at the bloody grassland.
I don’t know how much time passed, but finally, the fighting on the grassland gradually subsided. Although some people continued to rush towards the light curtain, the swords and swords were much lighter: the "qualification battle" to enter Wan Zhang Mountain was finally coming to an end.
After about an hour, the last lucky person rushed into the light curtain, and the grassland finally calmed down completely.
Oh, it can't be said to be completely peaceful, because there are still countless groans and cries, indicating the grief of the losers.
The big guys from the Eguan Bo belt walked slowly on the bloody muddy grass among these moans and cries.
There were two injured people on the roadside, lying on the grass moaning loudly; there was also a hand, helplessly stretched out from beside the two injured people.
It was an injured person who was pressed under the two of them, screaming: "Can you give way, it's holding my hair down..."
It turned out that six or seven out of ten of these injured were not injured by swords, but were pushed over by the surging crowd and trampled by countless people. However, these people were all warriors and their physical fitness was still good. They were not injured.
Trampled to death, just injured.
Several old men frowned slightly. The two injured people ignored them and helped each other turn over, releasing the one who was pinned down. The more others were unable to get out of the crowd on their own.
Climbing out, I could only moan helplessly.
Xia Houcun, the golden-armored general, followed respectfully. He thought about it again and again, and finally asked: "I would like to ask, sirs, these eliminated people..." He is the highest ranking officer of the Shenyi Guard in charge of this holy blood sacrifice.
General officers have to ask about their responsibilities.
Although Elder Xuanyuan had ordered to treat the injured before, there were not many injured at that time, less than 10,000 people. Now, looking at the grassland, I am afraid there are no less than 60,000 to 70,000 injured people: so many people
, do they all need treatment?
"Oh, of course we will give you the best treatment!" The old man with the surname Xuanyuan walked at the front, with three strands of long beard blowing in the wind, quite a bit like an immortal. He put his hands behind his back, expressionless,
I don’t know what I’m thinking in my heart, I just looked at these losers and said calmly: “We must ensure that none of them die, let them eat well, drink well, and have strong blood and essence.
Of course, we can't let them go. General Xia Houcun, please transfer a camp of Shenyi Guards. It doesn't need to be too elite. The commander of Shenwu City will just transfer a camp from the department. Just set up camp outside the Wanzhang Mountain.
Take good care of these eliminated ones! As for those who are already dead, how do you Shenyi Guards deal with the death indicators in training? I don’t need to say more, right?"
Xia Houcun looked puzzled. The treatment of the injured and the deceased seemed too disparate, right?
But the old man Xuanyuan obviously had no intention of explaining it to him. The old man surnamed Xiahou next to him waved his hand and said: "General Cun, follow what Elder Xuanyuan said and don't ask any more questions!"
Xia Houcun bowed and went to make arrangements. Several old men continued to walk forward, but no one spoke.
On the grassland, both the injured and the dead were carried away. The dead were naturally dumped deep in the grassland, which made it easier for the vultures and crows who came smelling the smell of blood. The injured were all carried into the newly built military camp.
Fortunately, one life was saved.
As for the "lucky ones" who have entered Wan Zhang Mountain, no one actually knows who is truly lucky.
When he first rushed into the Yantian light shield, Zhang Qi felt that his eyes were dark, and he felt dizzy and didn't know anything, as if his head was no longer his. Then, after an unknown period of time, he only felt a burst of light in front of his eyes, and then again.
When he opened his eyes, it seemed like a heavy stone was hanging on his head, and there were stars in front of his eyes, but he found himself sitting next to a big stone.
What you can see are vast mountains and lush dense forests. You should have entered the Wanzhang Mountain. But what is strange is that outside the light barrier, there are huge crowds of people on the Wanzhang Plain, and they come and go like waves, but this vast and vast forest is very quiet, as if
Apart from him, there was no other person: so many blood sacrificers who rushed in, where did they go?
Zhang Qi shook his head hard and finally woke up a little.
I looked at the blood sacrifice token for the first time, and saw a row of small words on it: Your current location: outside of Wanzhang Mountain, Qishulin. Please arrive at Niulanguan Pass under Perak Cliff before the first day of the twelfth lunar month this year.
You can check the simple map on the Blood Sacrifice Order.
There is indeed a map below, but it is extremely simple: several lines of different thicknesses form a map. There are a few simple place names marked on the map: from Qishulin to the north, passing through Damian Mountain successively,
Heishi Slope, Duanchang River, Thousand Miles of Jungle, and Chaoshuo Wasteland lead to Niulanguan Pass. Looking at the distance on the map, except for Thousand Miles of Jungle, everything else seems not too far away.
But looking at the endless dark green forest, Zhang Qi couldn't help but lament: How could it not be so far away!
This grove of seven trees alone is only a dot the size of a soybean on the map. If you look around, it is no less than a thousand miles in radius. If you calculate it this way, walking to Niulanguan Pass will probably not be less than six or seven thousand miles.
Even thousands of miles away!
It's a journey of thousands of miles. Just to reach Niulan Pass, it takes two or three months, right? What's more, in such a desolate place, who knows if there are any dangers on the road - oh no, there will definitely be dangers, but the difference is
It's just the size of the danger.
It is indeed desolate. As far as the eye can see, there are towering giant trees. You can hear the whistling wind, the low roar of animals, and the clear chirping of birds, but there is not a single house, not a single person, and not even a slightly better road.