Spirit of the Mountain

Chapter 223: Saving people. He raised his head and drank half a bottle of cold spring water. After the mutated mint soaked in the spring water washed up his brain with its unique coolness, Zhang Cheng shook his head vigorously and asked in a slow tone. With some questions in his mind, he now very much needs the advice of the two masters: "What is our situation now? This is obviously not an illusion, right?" "No," the eldest of the two brothers, Heng Ha, replied. His language was still so stingy, and while giving answers, he was unwilling to say one more word. In desperation, Zhang Cheng turned his attention to the second master. What he needed was an answer, but not the overly simple answer given by the master. "Okay, okay, let me do the talking." The second master received the disciple's look for help, and began to answer Zhang Cheng's questions with approval in his eyes. Unlike his elder brother, he really liked chatting, especially after their two favorite apprentices asked. "The situation we are facing seems to be on the edge of fantasy and reality." Zhang Cheng's doubts deepened. The second master ignored Zhang Cheng's current state. Anyway, judging from the current situation, there would be no danger for the time being. With plenty of time, he still liked to answer questions in his own way. In Zhang Cheng's eyes, the second master's narration method is no different from the stories told by the elderly. "Illusion, you should know." "Hmm." In order to cheer up his master and want to know a lot of inside information, Zhang Cheng was forced to turn into a well-behaved listener and pick up the story immediately after the storyteller threw the "hook." file so that the story can continue. "Ah, just know. I remember telling you before." The second master was very satisfied with Zhang Cheng's attitude. Underneath his young appearance, he actually had a vicissitudes of heart. Hundreds of years of closed and boring life in the inner door made him enjoy the present very much. This kind of "reality". "Illusion is a very strange thing. Even our sect's Elder Council has not fully understood it. In the ancient times, when spiritual energy was still like spring water, many secret realms appeared on the Blue Star. To use your current terminology, , it is an alien space, a deformed world seed, a small world in the early stages of development." Having said this, the second master glanced at Zhang Cheng, who was pretending to be a good baby and was listening attentively, and touched the scabbard in his hand with satisfaction. He continued. "Most of these messy little worlds were discovered, improved, and then used by us in ancient times. With our help, these..." Half an hour later, Zhang Cheng left with more questions and confusion. Two masters, he is going to see the rescued villager, because a team member just told him that the villager started to move and showed signs of waking up. After leaving his master, Zhang Cheng came to the only small tent in the center of the temporary camp. This was specially built for the unconscious villagers. With the team members' ability being soaring all the time, it would be no trouble to set up a tent or something, but the team members themselves would definitely not be spoiled to the extent of enjoying leisure and idle work. Therefore, during this rest period, in the so-called temporary camp, only the villagers who were worried that this seemed to be in very bad condition and that he would not wake up received special care. After unzipping and opening the door curtain, what caught Zhang Cheng's eyes was a thin face that was covered all over, with only a frightened look on its face. The owner of this face did not wake up. What Zhang Cheng saw was the eyeballs that kept turning violently under the closed eyelids in his sleep, and the pale face covered with sweat. Judging from the situation, you can tell that this person is in a bad state and may be having a nightmare. Looking over, Zhang Cheng turned around and asked the team member responsible for taking care of the villagers: "How is the situation? I just woke up." The team member who acted as a medical soldier frowned and replied: "I'm not awake yet, but I will wake up soon depending on the situation." It's time to wake up." At this point, the team member suggested to Zhang Cheng with some worry: "His current condition is very unstable. I checked his whole body. Except for a penetrating trauma on his back shoulder, his physical condition is very unstable. There was nothing serious, but his pulse was weak and his complexion was very poor. After I injected him with our special injection and took the life-saving pills, the situation became slightly more stable. I think Captain, please hold his hand and use it. Apart from your abilities, there is currently no better way, unless you can return to the village." Zhang Cheng heard the team members' suggestions and glanced at the villagers who were still struggling in the nightmare. He leaned into the tent and got out of the quilt. Li pulled out the villager's arm and placed his palm tightly against the other person's veins. In this dangerous and silent forest, every extra minute you stay will lead to several more dangers. Zhang Cheng and the others, who were tasked with going out to investigate the situation, contact other villages, and find their superiors, had lost several team members without any gain, and now suddenly found a survivor who looked like a villager from a nearby village. Cheng's anxious heart has high hopes. He hoped that this villager would wake up soon, and he hoped to get more effective and detailed information about other villages and villagers from this villager. With these, he can safely lead the villagers to search for the missing team members. Once their escaping team members are safely found, the team can return to the village. Then based on the experience of leaving the village for the first time, after adjusting the team and carrying supplies accordingly, you can explore with goals and preparations. The surging spiritual power in his body, after Zhang Cheng deliberately suppressed it and delayed it, slowly entered the body of the sleeping villager in front of him through the contact between his palm and his veins. In the vague sense, Zhang Cheng could feel that although the villagers had not yet woken up, their bodies were already much more stable. Under the anxious gaze of the medical team member who was responsible for taking care of the villagers, the face of the sleepy villager turned rosy, and the eyeballs that kept moving under the closed eyelids began to calm down. After about another five or six minutes, finally, the villager's eyelids that had been closed moved and opened a gap slightly, and a voice that sounded weak at first and then sharp came out: "What am I doing?" Where are the monsters? Help me. There are monsters killing us." Zhang Cheng stretched out his unused left hand. After testing the temperature of the villager's forehead and passing some spiritual energy directly to the other person's forehead, Zhang Cheng cast a firm gaze into the other person's eyes and used He said in a soothing tone: "Don't worry, you are safe now. We are protecting you. You don't have to worry about anything. How do you feel now? We are from the Tangxi Village Army. I am the captain Zhang Cheng, and you are from that village. Can you tell me something about monsters?"