The appearance of Hao Zhuang and Xu Jing surprised Yang Junshan, but hearing Hao Zhuang's urgent shouting, it was obvious that the two were in danger at this time.
Yang Junshan pondered for a moment, then decided to chase after him to see if he could help. At the same time, he felt secretly worried. In his previous life, Hao Zhuang had never left Baque Mountain. Could it be that he died at this time?
If this is the case, then Xu Jing should be related to Hao Zhuang's death. At least Xu Jing should know how Hao Zhuang died. But in fact, Xu Jing in her previous life had no regard for Hao Zhuang's death. Uninformed.
Yang Junshan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Did Xu Jing lie, or did the trajectory of history deviate because of Yang Junshan's rebirth? No matter which one it is, can Yang Junshan rush over at this time to change Hao Zhuang's fate of death?
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Just when Yang Junshan was thinking wildly, Hao Zhuang suddenly heard a howl in the distance. Yang Junshan's heart trembled for no reason. When he raised his head and looked far away, he realized that there was a bush covered with kudzu in front of him. out of sight, and the nuts hanging on the branches showed that they were the bush Yang Junshan was looking for.
¡°Jingjing, help me quickly!¡±
Another scream came from Haozhuang, this time asking Xu Jing for help, but Yang Junshan never heard Xu Jing's voice from beginning to end.
Because he didn¡¯t know the situation of the matter, Yang Junshan never asked out loud, but became more and more cautious as he rushed towards the place where the sound came from.
"Xu Jing, save me quickly, what are you doing"
"Don't run, come back and save me, please save me, save me,"
"You bitch, you have to die! Someone, come here, help me"
Yang Junshan turned around the bush, and a small basin appeared at the bottom of the hillside. In the center of the basin was a small swamp mixed with mud and water. The moment Yang Junshan appeared on the edge of the basin, On the other side of the basin, a small figure flashed into the woods. Judging from the familiar back, who was Xu Jing, a girl from the same village?
"Xu Jing, you bastard, help me, someone come quickly, help me,"
Following the sound, Yang Junshan happened to see a figure on the edge of the swamp on the other side of the hillside whose lower body was stuck in the mud. He was struggling and yelling for help. Although the man was covered in mud, he was successfully awakened. After becoming a fairy, Yang Junshan's eyesight was greatly enhanced, and he could clearly identify that this person was Hao Zhuang, a boy from the same village.
Yang Junshan, who was about to rush over, suddenly stopped and turned back to the bushes entangled with kudzu vines behind him. He picked up the toughest and longest vine from inside and used the arrowhead of the Iron Feather Arrow. He cut it off from the root of the cane, then gathered the cane in his hand and ran around to the other side of the edge of the swamp where Hao Zhuang was.
Yang Junshan shouted loudly as he ran: "Stop moving, open your arms, lean back, lean back!"
Hao Zhuang, who had begun to despair, suddenly heard Yang Junshan's roar. As if he had grasped the last straw, he suddenly turned his upper body towards the direction of the sound and shouted at Yang Junshan: "Help me, Help me!"
When Yang Junshan saw Hao Zhuang suddenly turning around, he sank further into the mire. He cursed loudly in a hurry: "Don't fucking move around. If you want to live, don't fucking move around. Lean back. Lean back! Did you fucking hear me? Stop howling!"
Perhaps because he was frightened, or perhaps because he was too far away, Yang Junshan was able to clearly hear Hao Zhuang's cry for help with his further cultivation. However, no matter how Yang Junshan responded loudly, Hao Zhuang never followed the instructions. Yang Junshan did what he said, but because he kept struggling towards Yang Junshan for help in the quagmire, he sank down a bit, and his abdomen could no longer be seen.
As the distance between the two people got closer, Yang Junshan suddenly saw something dark and writhing in the swamp not far behind the swamp where Hao Zhuang was. Just because of the obstruction of the swamp in front of him, this wriggling thing Things had to stay at the edge of the mire.
This is a black rot ant!
Yang Junshan¡¯s heart sank, they actually provoked such a thing, but this also made Yang Junshan instantly understand what the middle-grade fairy Xu Jing got in the previous life was!
Black rot ants live on carrion. They can walk quickly in the swamp without worrying about drowning in it. The carrion of corpses drowned in the swamp provides enough food for the black rot ants, and the swamp also blocks the black rot ants. Many natural enemies have become a refuge for black rot ants to thrive.
However, the queen of black rot ants may breed a medium-grade fairy spirit in her body. This kind of fairy spirit is very important to the ear fairy orifices that appear in the facial features of monks.With a very high degree of compatibility, it is often possible to give birth to innate secret skills and magical powers when a monk's cultivation reaches the stage of performing magic.
Xu Jing and Hao Zhuang thought they had ventured into the swamp and killed the queen ant in the black rot ant colony. Unfortunately, they were chased by the black rot ants when they escaped. Hao Zhuang panicked and fell into the swamp. Xu Jing escaped from the swamp, but in the end she did not rescue Hao Zhuang, who had helped her.
In her previous life, Xu Jing rose rapidly after Baique Mountain. With the help of the Fairy Spirit Aperture she used to summon spirits, she overpowered Zhang Huzi, Xu Lei, Yang Junshan and others, and soon became the number one master of the young generation in Tuqiu Village.
Fortunately, this thing rarely comes out of the swamp. As long as Yang Junshan stands outside the swamp and throws kudzu vines into the swamp, it is possible to rescue Hao Zhuang from the swamp.
While thinking wildly, Yang Junshan once again closed the distance with Hao Zhuang. This time Hao Zhuang finally heard Yang Junshan's roar, raised his arms high, and then tried his best to lie back.
However, at this time, Hao Zhuang's body had completely sunk into the quagmire from the chest down. He tried his best to fall back, but it became extremely difficult. He just cried loudly, asking Yang Junshan to save him quickly.
But at this time, Yang Junshan did not respond. Instead, he ran quickly while staring at a small footprint on Hao Zhuang's shoulder.
Almost in an instant, Yang Junshan understood what happened in the swamp. After the two of them took a risk to kill the ant queen and obtained the middle-grade fairy spirit, they fled in the swamp with the black rot ants chasing after them. Suddenly Hao Zhuang, who was running in front, fell into the quagmire in a panic, but Xu Jing, who was following him, stepped on Hao Zhuang's shoulders without hesitation to cross the quagmire, and finally rushed out of the swamp. Hao Zhuang shouted for help and cursed behind him, but he just ran away without looking back.
¡°This is just a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, how could she have such a vicious and decisive heart!
Even though Yang Junshan had a hundred years of vicissitudes of life in his previous life, he couldn't help but feel a chill towards this little girl at this moment.
Haozhuang has sunk too deep, and any attempt to slow down the sinking will have little effect. Although Yang Junshan tried his best to run towards Haozhuang, his heart gradually sank.
On the quagmire, only Hao Zhuang¡¯s head and extended arms were left exposed. At this time, Yang Junshan was still dozens of feet away from Hao Zhuang.
Hao Zhuang seemed to know that he was extremely difficult to save. He waved his right hand and threw an object on the grass at the edge of the swamp. Then he just cried and shouted to Yang Junshan: "It's all Xu Jing. It's Xu Jing who wants to harm me. Please I must tell my parents that it was Xu Jing who wanted to harm me, and please ask Mr. Muramasa to seek justice for me!"
Yang Junshan ran to the edge of the swamp where Hao Zhuang was. At this time, Hao Zhuang's head had sunk into the mud, but his hands were still stretched out and scratching.
Yang Junshan yelled "catch" and threw the kudzu in his hand towards Hao Zhuang's hands. However, perhaps because he was too panicked, Yang Junshan's throw was too far away, and Hao Zhuang's hands were still there. I grabbed randomly, but couldn't catch anything.
Yang Junshan hurriedly took back the kudzu and threw it out again. This time, it landed in front of Hao Zhuang. Yang Junshan said with great joy: "Hurry up, catch up!"
Hao Zhuang's hands were still scratching, but they couldn't catch the place where the kudzu fell. Only then did Yang Junshan realize that Hao Zhuang's head had sunk in the mud. Not only could he not see where the kudzu was, he couldn't even see what Yang Junshan was saying. Can't hear it.
We can only throw Kudzu directly into his hands!
Yang Junshan hurriedly took back the kudzu cane again, but this time he did not throw it out, because when he was taking back the kudzu cane, Hao Zhuang's hands stretched out of the mud had become motionless. When he tried to throw it again, even These hands also disappeared in the mud.
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The seven low-grade spiritual grass and mushrooms found in the bushes were carefully collected. Although there was still half a day before the paddock was closed, Yang Junshan was no longer too lazy to search for valuables in Baque Mountain. He just searched the bushes. Lin sat in a daze.
It's not that Yang Junshan has never seen dead people. On the contrary, in his more than a hundred years of experience in his previous life, Yang Junshan has seen too many life-and-death fights, and has experienced even more tragic and tragic deaths. Even after being reborn, he had been in the purple-skinned pig before. Near the nest, Yang Junshan also witnessed several teenagers die tragically under the claws of the sitting tiger.
However, these experiences have an instinctive resistance in Yang Junshan's heart. It seems that Yang Junshan can ignore these things indifferently and with a superior attitude of a bystander.
Until Haozhuang, a living and familiar person of the same age in the same village,?, despite Yang Junshan's efforts to save him, he still could not save his life. Only then did Yang Junshan truly realize that having memories of his previous life did not mean that Yang Junshan had a gold medal to avoid death. On the contrary. , death has always been so close to him.