In the early morning, it started drizzling in the sky.

On the bare mountain top, a simple mountain village looks extremely abrupt.

Gu Chuan stood in the low and dilapidated dungeon, staring at the drizzle in the sky.

I don’t know if it’s because he has no cultivation or why.

These horse bandits seemed very perfunctory to his guards, and there was nothing else except a wooden dungeon.

It is called a dungeon, but it is actually a big pit.

In the soil pit, dozens of square prison cells made of wood are arranged side by side. In addition to imprisoning Wang Fugui and others, there are other villagers who are robbed by horse bandits.

The reason they are villagers.

That's because they dress so shabby, and they all have pale faces and thin skin, and they don't look like a wealthy family.

Looking at the number of dead men who could be summoned on the system panel, Gu Chuan inferred that this was the fifth day he was arrested.

There are now five dead soldiers who can be summoned in the system, but he has no choice to summon.

The system's summoning is not as necessary as other systems.

It's even better like his passive skills. As long as he survives for a day, there will be an extra summonable death warrior.

Although there is no need for summoning, the summoned dead soldiers need to eat and drink.

What does he use to support them now as a prisoner?

And it's useless to summon it now.

Judging from the preliminary observations over the past few days, there are about hundreds of horse bandits in this mountain village, and there may be more.

And there are only ten people on his side so far.

It’s better to put it in the system and wait until it’s needed before summoning it out.

Through the observations and systematic detections over the past few days.

He found that this horse bandit village was not all cultivators as he imagined.

It is even said that there are fewer horse bandits with cultivation in this horse bandit village than he imagined.

The horse bandits who deliver food to them every day, as well as the horse bandits who pass by near the dungeon.

He has observed it carefully in a systematic way, and he basically belongs to the ranks of ordinary people.

Except for a bandit with a ghost-headed sword in hand, the system was judged to be the second level of martial arts.

But except for this bandit, there is no other person with cultivation.

This means that there is at least one horse bandit who enters the second level of martial arts in this horse bandit village.

Of course this is the best situation, but it is not ruled out that there are other horse bandits with cultivation.

Through the system, he also learned that the first step in the world's cultivation level is "entering martial arts".

All the dead soldiers summoned by the system now are first-level dead soldiers.

They are all without cultivation, and it’s okay to face ordinary people.

If you face a bandit with cultivation, it is likely to be in one move.

This is not Gu Chuan's nonsense.

This is the judgment he made after comparing Wang Fugui and others, with the bandit carrying a ghost-headed sword.

Wang Fugui and others were no longer strong in front of him.

But the bandit carrying a ghost-headed sword exuded a suffocating breath all over his body, giving him a more like a wild beast.

This feeling is something that Wang Fugui and others do not have.

So he didn't dare to summon it easily.

And even if it is compared, he has no chance of winning.

So these days, he seems very at ease.

"Ahem—!"

A weak and weak cough came from the wet wooden prison, interrupting Gu Chuan who was wandering outside the sky.

Gu Chuan looked back at the wooden prison next door and saw a thin man imprisoned inside.

The man raised his head weakly, looked at him, saw his unique clothes, and whispered:

"I wonder if the young master can do the next favor?"

"Why are you looking for me?" Gu Chuan did not answer, but asked back.

The man continued weakly: "Young Master's clothes."

"Although I don't know who the young master is? I believe that the young master who can afford to wear such clothes should not care about a small wolf village."

"And since the young master came in, I have been observing that the young master seemed to have some confidence, and even if he was in such a dangerous place, he was calm."

"This makes me even more convinced that the young master is not an ordinary person."

"But why should I help you?"

The man weakly took out a blood-stained rag from his arms, unable to do anything:

"I have nothing to be worthy of the young master's help, and I can't afford any compensation."

"But if I don't speak, I really have no hope."

"I am already infected with cold and my life is not long. Since that's the case, why not take a gamble?"

"This is a family letter from me to my parents, begging the young master to hand it over after he goes out, with the address of my family on it."

After saying that, the man climbed to the wooden prison powerlessly and bowed to him tremblingly.

Then he held the blood-stained piece of rag in his hands and knelt on his knees.

"Young Master is so kind, I can only use the rest of my life to sleep for a long night to pray for you."

"This is my only thing, I hope my son..."

Before he finished speaking, the man's hands fell down and died silently in this dark and wet wooden skull in the dark and wet pit.

The only witnesses were he and Wang Fugui.

Others don't know if they are numb or something...

I just lie quietly on the weeds in the wooden prison, as if unknown.

Looking at the blood cloth that fell from the man's hand, Gu Chuan bent down and reached out to pick it up from the ground.

The already dried blood on the rag conveyed the man's last hope.

"I can't sleep for you for a long night."

"Although you have lost your word, I agree to this."

It was not until now that Gu Chuan realized that this was not the era he was in.

It is not safe and not passionate here, there is only the silent coldness.

Human life is like ant, like grass...

[System prompt: The host gets a pure wish, the attributes of the hero's tag can be upgraded, whether to upgrade]

Gu Chuan ignored the system's prompts.

Instead, he suddenly looked at the man, the man whom he didn't know his name until his death.

He seemed to see the man, bowing to him in an unknown place, and thanking him.

Then sit cross-legged, fold your hands together, and pray for him.

"Easy up." Gu Chuan looked at the man's body and said silently.

[System prompt: The upgrade was successful, tag attribute: Hero (every day of survival, you can summon two dead soldiers with the first level of Martial Arts)]

Looking at the label attributes on the system panel, Gu Chuan murmured: "Not only quantity, but also quality has changed."

"Ga—!"

The wooden door of the dungeon opened and several horse bandits entered the dungeon.

A horse bandit in the lead looked at the man who was lying on the ground in Mulao, reached out to touch his mouth and nose, and saw that he had lost his breath, so he cursed.

"It's so unlucky, another one died."

He ordered to the bandit behind him, "You guys, carry him out and throw him away."

Then he walked to Gu Chuan, glanced at him a few times, and saw the blood cloth in his hand, and didn't ask too much. He thought he had seen this situation too much.
Chapter completed!