"Agou, who works next door at Cao Sheng Church, is back..."
At this time, two villagers saw Wuming approaching, and immediately stopped to watch Wuming walk by, and then continued to whisper.
Two days have passed in the blink of an eye. Wuming did not do anything extra. He just kept refining medicine, taking medicine, and refining his body, striving to make his body stronger first.
However, the atmosphere in the village was a bit weird today. When he was refining the medicine last night, he heard strange crying sounds coming from the other side of the village.
It's a pity that the people in this village are unwilling to share any topics or information with him. Once they see him, they will remain silent. It is difficult for him to get more information from these people.
"Although Agou is delirious and talking nonsense, it seems that something happened in Chuanfeng County."
"Hey, what can happen to such a big county?"
"I don't know, maybe it was a horse bandit."
After a while, Wuming walked away, and the two villagers continued to discuss in a low voice.
Wuming's current personality is said to be upright at best, but lazy at worst. He won't inquire about other people's information, nor will he eavesdrop on things he shouldn't.
Because of this, he missed a piece of information that was very important to him.
He continued to go up the mountain to collect medicine as planned. The mountain was rich in plants and medicinal materials, but it also hid some potential dangers, such as poisonous snakes and poisonous insects.
Yesterday, he was almost bitten by a venomous snake. Fortunately, he had quick reflexes and avoided the attack of the venomous snake. He then caught the venomous snake and made a meal of snake soup.
Although he hates snakes, he doesn't hate eating snakes.
In fact, he still hated eating snakes before, but time will slowly change a person. Some people will become better and better with time, while some people will become more and more mediocre as time passes.
He has been overcoming his various shortcomings, and some shortcomings have indeed been overcome, such as his fear of snakes.
Of course, if you are not afraid, you are no longer afraid, but you will still stay away.
Now he catches and eats snakes entirely because the food provided to him in this village is too poor. He needs to eat meat if he needs to exercise, so he cannot be picky.
"This speed of getting stronger is much slower than I expected."
"We have to think of other ways."
Wuming picked a herb and put it in the basket on his back, thinking to himself.
The main reason is that the conditions for refining the elixir are so poor that no matter how hard we try to preserve the potency, the potency of the elixir is only 10%. Real elixirs are not that easy to refine.
"Since refining medicine doesn't work, then change the direction and use poison!"
Wuming used a hoe to kill a scorpion hiding in a rock crevice. Looking at the scorpion's poisonous tail, he felt cruel in his heart.
He has also studied poisons. It is said that medicine is three parts poison. Since you cannot strengthen yourself, you can use any means to weaken your opponent and use poison to make it worse.
As the sun gradually climbed into the sky, he classified various poisons into categories and prepared to make various poisonous powders and some poisonous needles at night.
"Ahh!!"
Suddenly, a twisted and shrill scream came from the bottom of the mountain.
Wuming stopped what he was doing and slowly looked towards the village, but the distance was too far and he couldn't see clearly what was going on in the village.
Such a scream is absolutely abnormal, it sounds like a cry before death.
Are there enemies?
Wang Zong?
Wuming put the herbs into the basket on his back, immediately turned around and ran to a familiar area, then jumped on a big stone, made a circle with his hands, and looked towards the village with one eye.
In the blur, there seemed to be many people running. What happened?
Is the demon out of control?
Then he heard several more children screaming.
He thought for a while and decided to take a closer look. If it was Wang Zong, he would run away. If it was a demon, he would try the medicine prepared by Huang Shicao.
Yellow stone grass seems to have a certain interference and weakening effect on demons. He has refined some medicine based on yellow stone grass in the past two days, which may have an effect on demons.
He quickly descended the mountain, but he did not take the path he usually took in the past. Instead, he chose a route that was rarely visited, had lush vegetation, and was easy to hide.
About twenty minutes later, he arrived near the village, but the village was already silent.
"..."
Wuming squatted behind a stone and looked at the village silently.
After a moment, a man with a long knife and a black arm walked out. He seemed a little dissatisfied. He glanced at the mountains and turned back.
"Is that a bandit?"
Wuming looked at the other person's back and thought to himself.
Yesterday, he did hear news about bandits somewhere. It was said that a village was massacred. Someone in this village returned to his parents' home only to find that everyone in his parents' village was dead.
However, he didn't know the specific situation, because the villagers were on guard against him as if they were on guard against a thief. When he got closer to the other party, he said nothing.
If it is a bandit, there cannot be only one bandit.
Wuming observed other parts of the village, but found no other bandits.
"Something's wrong, something's super wrong."
The more Wuming observed, the more problematic he felt, so he turned around and ran into the mountains.
In a certain house in the village, Wang Zongzheng was observing the mountain behind through the gap in the window. Just now, he vaguely noticed someone's eyes falling on him. It was very obscure and he couldn't determine the location.
So he turned back to the village and entered the house to observe quietly.
At this time, he saw Wuming going up the mountain quickly, and he couldn't help but laugh: "It turns out there is a fish that slipped through the net, Wuming... could it be you?"
Their appearance is not their original appearance, so they would not be able to recognize each other even if they face each other. The reason why Wang Zong kills people on sight is actually because he is not sure whether the other person is Wuming.
Instead of guessing, it's better to kill quickly.
Wang Zong immediately split open the window with a knife and locked in Wuming's rapid pursuit.
On the mountain, Wuming ran with all his strength. At the same time, he regretted not making poison first. Physical exercise was too slow. Even if there was medicine, it would take time to turn into strength. Which poison is easy to use?
It's a pity that it's useless to regret now. He must escape this disaster before he can have a future.
"nameless!!!!"
Suddenly, there was a roar from the bottom of the mountain, and the bandit chased after him at an extremely fast speed.
not good!
He is Wang Zong!
Wuming's face changed slightly, and he immediately threw the basket he was carrying on his back and dived into the forest at a faster speed.
It's just that he underestimated the terror of Wang Zong. Wang Zong didn't kill people because of his true bloodlust, but to find the monsters hidden among humans. He wanted to strengthen himself, so he killed them randomly.
I have to say that although his plan is simple and crude, it is very effective.
His legs were also pitch black, which was the power provided by the demon he found in the county town.
As a strong physical athlete, he is very aware of the importance of stability in the lower body. Moreover, after strengthening his legs, he can fight if he can. If he can't, he can still run. The decision-making power is completely in his hands.
Therefore, after killing the demon, he strengthened his legs.
The distance between the two sides kept getting closer. Even though Wuming was familiar with the terrain and crawled around in the mountains and forests, he still couldn't get away from Wang Zong. Gradually, Wuming felt that his physical strength could no longer keep up, but Wang Zong was getting closer and closer.
"Wu Ming, die!!!"
Wang Zong's face turned red with excitement, and his whole body was twisted like a demon.
"Dry!"
Wuming turned back and glanced at Wang Zong, knowing very well that he could not defeat Wang Zong.
He immediately gritted his teeth and accelerated, but the next second there was the sound of a knife cutting through the wind, and a flash of knife light flashed past. His eyes gradually became cross-eyed, with a knife in the middle.
Wang Zong slashed into Wuming's head with one knife, and immediately laughed wildly.