Heavenly Dao Formula

In the end, the investigation of the book Flowers Blooming was settled, and a week later, its sequel was also published smoothly, but the description of this edition was much more restrained, and there were even blank spaces in some places.

But to Zhang's surprise, these blank spaces did not reduce the attractiveness of the book, but further promoted its popularity. Everyone is discussing what happened to the blank paragraphs, and at the same time, there is a saying that there are two versions of this book, and the other unabridged version not only has no blanks, but also has a deeper hidden plot. That is the true full version of the book.

This enthusiasm quickly attracted the attention of businessmen.

Afterwards, the book Flowers Blooming was loaded onto a carriage or a cargo ship and spread to places outside Jinxia City.

...

Well……

Accompanied by a sharp pain, Gong Shufeng let out a low moan, and slowly opened his eyes.

I saw a haze in front of my eyes, as if covered with a layer of tulle, it was almost difficult to see.

Anyway, I seem to be alive...

He licked his lips, only to realize that his mouth was so dry that his throat was on fire.

water……

Gongshufeng murmured subconsciously, but he quickly realized that he was no longer the eldest disciple of Gongshujia, and this was not Xuguogongshu's mansion, so it was impossible to have servants around him to take care of him all the time.

Want to drink water? There is here. Suddenly someone responded.

Then a stalk of reed was inserted into his mouth.

Gongshufeng took two deep breaths, and a stream of astringent water poured into his throat. It wasn't very sweet, and his tongue could taste the graininess of the soil, but it was the most mouth-watering he had ever drank. water.

Cough, cough, cough— He couldn't help coughing after drinking deeply from the sand, as if his throat hadn't been used for a long time.

A terrible thought suddenly popped into Gong Shufeng's mind.

I...cough...have been unconscious for a few days?

About three days? The other party asked uncertainly, Maybe four days.

four days. Gong Shufeng's heart sank to the bottom, he had wasted three days on the road, and here was another four days, a quarter of a month was gone. What's more, he hasn't left Liuzhou yet, and the time to arrive at Jinxia will be at least half a month behind schedule.

No... Perhaps when the refugees were attacked and the Liuzhou government raised the butcher's knife indiscriminately, this plan had already been declared shattered.

So what if he was rescued?

It is impossible for this group of people to ask for nothing, risking their lives to fight against the heavily armed farmer Ding. In addition, the opponent is a rebel army, and it is common to forcibly recruit outsiders to fill up troops or privately plunder property.

Compared with whether he can reach Jinxia smoothly, he has something to worry about now, With me... there is also a young man named Wei Jin, I wonder if you...

Are you talking about your brother? The voice seemed to comfort him. Don't worry, he is not injured. He should be following the investigation team now. You can see him at night.

Gong Shujin has been living in workshops and office rooms since he was a child, and he doesn't know anything about weapons, let alone fighting with people. How could he be willing to be with this group of people? I'm afraid it's because my life is in danger and it depends entirely on the other party's decision that I have to do such a risky thing.

It's a pity that they are fish and meat now, and the other party is Daozu, even if they are dissatisfied, they can only endure it.

At least Gong Shujin didn't sound like he was in serious trouble. This was the only good news among the bad news.

After a while, Gong Shufeng felt that his eyesight gradually recovered a little, the tulle was receding, and the surrounding scenes came into his eyes little by little. Obviously, this place is not an ordinary house or inn. The ceiling above the head is uneven, just like a natural rock. The lighting comes from hanging oil lamps. The dim light can only barely reflect the outline of the surrounding stone walls.

He's not alone here either.

If he listened carefully, he could hear weak breathing one after another, as well as the occasional short moan. Gong Shufeng turned his head, and from the corner of his eye, he saw several wooden beds beside him, on which were lying injured patients similar to himself.

Yes, such an armed conflict cannot be without casualties. Even if the number of rebels is large, flesh and blood cannot withstand sharp knives and crossbow arrows.

Where...is this place? Gong Shufeng asked tentatively while looking at the speaker at the end of the bed.

Cricket hole.

The person who took care of him was a woman in her forties with a strong local accent. Judging from her hazy appearance, she did not look like a healer, with stubby fingers and black spots Her brown cheeks are the characteristics of long-term farming, and a strange white cloth is wrapped on her head and face. She is not so much a doctor as she is an ordinary peasant woman.

cricket hole...

Gong Shufeng thought about it for a while, but he couldn't find a corresponding place on the map.

Damn, it must be a common name, maybe only local people call it that, and trying to use it to determine one's position is undoubtedly a dream.

Is there... are there any towns and villages nearby?

The other party shook his head.

How far is it from Shenzhou?

I don't know. The woman spread her hands, Since I came here, I rarely leave this place.

Gong Shufeng sighed softly, his limbs went limp—he had tried his best, and the rest was left to his fate.

But... the woman suddenly said again, Shenzhou should be a good place... It would be great if I could live there.

There was a hint of hope in her tone.

This made Gong Shufeng stunned.

The Privy Council was unable to attack Shenzhou at all, so the border between Shenzhou and Liuzhou was not blocked theoretically. Since she thought Shenzhou was a good place, why didn't she go there?

No...a more critical thing is...

Why is she rebelling?

Almost blurting out, Gong Shufeng asked this question softly.

The woman looked down at him, and then asked, Do you... value your brother?

Was she referring to Gong Shujin? After thinking for a while, Gong Shufeng nodded slowly—even though the two were not related by blood, they were sent to the clan's family since they were young. Of course I value him.

Then if one day...he was pierced through the throat in public, hung under the roof beams like an animal, and then hacked into shape with random knives, you are not allowed to collect him? The other party whispered.

I— Gong Shufeng was stunned for a moment, he had never considered such a problem at all, let alone imagined such a scene. As a disciple of the public loser, no matter how poor his skills are, he will not fall to the point of being a dead body on the street.

That's how my child died in the hands of the Privy Council. The woman looked at Gong Shufeng again. This time, there seemed to be a surge of emotion in her eyes. Although it had been suppressed all the time, Gong Shufeng actually produced something Once it is released, it will sweep the earth like a flood. So I can't just walk away, I think someone has to pay for it, I want to...see those people die.

You said... how can you say that the matter of blood debts is rebellion? She said word by word, Shouldn't this be a matter of course?