Although Chao Lian wanted to go and bury the corpse for his brothers now, but his body did not allow him, even with the help of Uncle Lin Si, it would be difficult to do it. Facing Chao Lian's sight, Uncle Lin Si said a little angrily: "It would be nice to have a literary scholar to help you!"

Do you even dislike it?

Not all literary scholars can kill all directions, okay?

Chao Lian knew that Uncle Lin's fourth uncle was misunderstood, so he hurriedly explained that he was not disgusted. In fact, he was satisfied with meeting Uncle Lin in this situation. Uncle Lin's fourth uncle was relieved after hearing this. He thought about it and turned into a blue bird to send a message.

He also made a special trip to explain to Chao Lian so that he would not think too much.

"Leave a letter to Shaobai and ask him if the thing can move."

Chao Lian didn't know who this "Shaobai" was, so he didn't take it seriously. After a while, Uncle Lin received a reply.

He turned around and took a golden bronze tripod.

He endured the disgust and used a quick to pick up a white, fat, soft bug from it and handed it to Chao Lian: "I know you are filial and don't want to get involved in meat and fish. However, this thing is less numb. It eats vegetarian food and can strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence."

Of course, this is the argument between the master and the apprentice.

Uncle Lin doesn't know what the specific effect is.

Chao Lian pursed his lips and refused to open it.

Uncle Lin Si urged impatiently: "What are you still standing there? No matter how hard you are, your body will either be rotten or be buried in the pit by Shaobai. Is it so particular at this time?"

Chao Lian was suspicious and frowned and ate the insect.

He thought he wanted to endure the nausea, but as soon as the twisting insects entered the mouth, they turned into a warm current, and rushed into the limbs and meridians along the tongue and throat. An unprecedented clearness and breath of life wandered through the meridians, suppressing the pain caused by internal injuries.

He couldn't help asking, "What's this?"

Uncle Lin Si said: "The young man raised in the worm."

Chao Lian's face changed rapidly: "Gu insect?"

Because of Shaochong's experience, their brothers hated the word "Gu insect", but Uncle Lin Si was his life-saving benefactor, so he couldn't have an attack, so he had to endure it.

Chao Lian couldn't help but indirectly attack: "Witchcraft is rare, I wonder where this 'Shaobai' came from?"

Uncle Lin Si said, "Shaobai said you have met."

Now it was Chao Lian's turn to be surprised: "Have you met?"

He recalled carefully that he could not remember that there was a person named "Shaobai" among the people he knew, who was also a master of witchcraft.

Because Chao Lian Chongxiao could not get into meat, but as a wounded person, he had to eat, so Uncle Lin had to take out other dry food and put it in a pottery pot to heat it and soak it softly. While busy, he said: "More than half a year ago, at the Shangnan County District, did you brothers meet a young man carrying a wooden stick, and had a brief conflict?"

Chao Lian's eyes widened wider and wider: "Yes, that person?"

Uncle Lin Si said: "Well, he is Shaobai."

The Gongxi clan was named Qiu and his courtesy name was Shaobai.

Chao Lian blurted out: "This Mr. Shaobai is the high priest of this generation of Gongxi tribe? Gongxi Qiu's nephew?"

Before Uncle Lin could speak, an old man slowly walked out of the depths of the cave. He asked, "What kind of nephew is the queen?"

Chao Lian was surging at this time.

Joy and sadness intertwined in the heart into a complex feeling, and tears rolled: [Brothers, have you seen it? The high priest of the Gongxi tribe is here, Thirteenth, he is completely saved!]

The old man walked slowly out of the shadows, looking old.

The old voice asked again: "Who is Gongxi Qiu's nephew?"

Chao Lian woke up from his emotions and brought the details of Gong Xiqiu's visit after Shaobai and Thirteen clashed.

The old man listened silently and did not express his opinion.

After a long time, he asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

"The appearance of Gong Xiqiu and Mr. Shaobai is very similar."

Those who are not blind will say that these two are related to blood. The difference lies in their age and temperament. Gong Xiqiu is older and naturally mature. He goes to the battlefield all year round, and his hands are stained with countless lives. There are sharpness and blood between his eyebrows and eyes, like a thorn rose blooming with blood; the boy is an unfamiliar young man. Although his appearance is a bit despicable and beautiful, he cannot resist his ignorance and clearness, and it is even more like a snow peony carefully cultivated in a warm room...

The old man lowered his eyes and recalled the eternal lights of the tribe.

There is indeed a cup inside that carved the name "Gongxi Qiu".

but--

"I have heard of this man named Xiqiu, but - Shaobai cannot be his nephew, you should have admitted it wrong." The outsider didn't know Shaobai's background, but how could the old man not know, "I can't match my age at all..."

Although Shaobai is not old, if he counts his age when his body is still, it is enough to give Gongxi Qiu to be a brother.

"Similar appearance does not mean anything. The Gongxi clan has been in seclusion for many years, and its living environment is closed, and the clans have more or less similar appearances." Those who are ugly are more likely to be strange, while those who are upright and handsome have more characteristics.

Chao Lian was surprised: "Then why do you look so similar?"

The old man Dandan said: "Is there a possibility that the gods worshipped by the Gongxi tribe prefer this kind of person?"

The Gongxi tribe's high priests all have similar appearances, but the old man is not close to his blood relationship with a high priest after him.

Chao Lian: "..."

Uncle Lin Si: "...Why does that god look at his face?"

Tsk, it sounds more like an evil god.

The old man asked back: "Will the secular royal court select talents no longer look at their faces? They not only look at their faces, but also their family background and bloodline."

The gods are not that strict in this regard.

"In short, Shaobai cannot be the nephew of Gong Xiqiu, but both of them are clan members. If you have the chance, you can meet each other." After all, you cannot accompany Shaobai for the rest of your life. "You can rest assured to recover from your injuries, don't think too much."

Half an hour later, Chao Lian recovered a lot.

Although you cannot use force, walking normally is not a problem.

He also met Shaobai. The boy was a little more mature than the last time he met. He couldn't help but shed tears. Shaobaimu was so scared that he stood there and did not dare to move. He only recovered when he heard that Chao Lian came here to restrain his brother's body.

“This is not easy to find—”

He carried the shovel and the big hole behind him had been dug.

Shaobai was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to help him find someone. He brought out one for Chao Lian to identify it, and put it in the pit if he was not a target.

Most of these corpses were incomplete. Even if they were protected by the Spirit early to delay their decay, the air was still filled with a disgusting smell. Chao Lian seemed to be unable to smell it, repeating mechanical movements over and over again. Finally, the Emperor of Heaven lived up to the painstaking efforts. When he saw a man's neck of his clothes, he buzzed in his mind, kneeling on the ground and cried unpredictably.

Shaobai looked at Chao Lian who was almost fainting. His wisdom was blocked. Not only was he not very smart, but he also responded very slowly to emotions. He didn't quite understand why Chao Lian was like this. He only knew that the people lying on the ground were very important to Chao Lian.

He had also seen this scene on Uncle Lin Si. Uncle Lin was just out of danger at that time. When he woke up for the first time, he cried and even twitched all over and his wounds. He didn't eat or drink for several days, which was completely different from Uncle Lin Si...

Shaobai once asked his teacher, Uncle Lin, why did he react like this? He had saved his life, so shouldn’t he be happy?

The teacher said calmly: [The blood-loving loved one will die in vain. This will happen. Ayan, one day, you will understand.]

Shaobai shook his head: [Ayan should not be so uncomfortable.]

Although he could not empathize with him, Shaobai was considerate and did not disturb him. After Chao Lian calmed down his emotions, he continued to identify him.

Before Brother Six woke up, several brothers were found.

Chao Lian used inexperienced techniques to sew their broken limbs and wreckage again, borrowed clean clothes from Uncle Lin Si, and chose a relatively high position in the mountain to bury them. The tombstone faced northwest and looked at the hometown thousands of miles away.

As a literary scholar, Lao Liu's physique and recovery ability are not as fierce as Chao Lian. When he woke up, Chao Lian's internal injuries had healed 30% of his internal injuries, and the Danfu martial arts had also accumulated a little. It was no problem to deal with ordinary mountain beasts, of course, not to eat, but to their skins. The three brothers are now penniless and unfamiliar with the land, so they always have to make some money and save travel expenses.

"Brother Six, are you awake?"

Chao Lian was ecstatic when he saw Lao Liu's movement.

Lao Liu's reaction was no better than Chao Lian's time.

When he learned that he was not dead, his brothers' bodies were carefully settled, and a man in his thirties hugged Chao Lian and cried bitterly. The aspirations he had developed for death were also dispelled by Chao Lian's persuasion and Shao Chong who was still unconscious, but he looked even more taciturn.

"Sixth brother, sister-in-law and nieces are still waiting for us." The orphan and widowed mother are not easy to survive in this world. Even if the forces in Shangnan County are willing to treat them well and use this to show off their reputation for the outside world, they are not as good as those of the eldest brother when he was alive.

Hearing this, Lao Liu worked hard to eat and practice.

What the brothers are most worried about is to fight for less.

As a result, three days, five days, ten days, half a month... except for the gradual return of peace in the breath, there was no sign of awakening.

The two of them were completely panicked.

Lao Liu's medical skills did not work, so he could only ask for help from Shaobai.

Shaobai and the old man took turns to show it to others, and the old man frowned and said, "His meridians have basically recovered as before with the repair of Shaobai's insects, and there are no strange phenomena in the Dan Mansion. Logically speaking, they should have woken up long ago. Do you have anything to hide?"

After thinking about it, the two of them didn't know what they missed.

Until Chao Lian thought of a detail.

"...I remember that in front of the third brother and the others' grave, Thirteen looked strange, as if he had changed... But the situation was critical at that time and he couldn't care about this for a while."

The old man pondered for a while and roughly guessed the reason.

"If he guessed correctly, he might never wake up again."

As soon as these words came out, the two almost felt weak.

"I can't wake up again?"

The old man said indifferently: "Even if he wakes up, he is just to harm the ferocious beasts in the world. He will kill everyone he sees, even including you two."
To be continued...