"Boss Xiao, what do you mean?" Luo Yifei completely took over the role of his younger brother.

"Old Xiao means that we have to continue next." Tang Ning said, and sighed in his heart that this illusory world is simply amazing. This bun is Northeast flavor and very authentic. Could it be that the master who created this illusion is from Northeastern?

"Continue? What to continue?"

Xiao Fei pulled off the bandage on his body in a few seconds. The knife edge on his face had healed and stopped bleeding, forming a hideous scar. His face also pale due to a lot of blood loss. He twisted his neck and moved his waist and stretched his arms and kicked his legs. Although the wound on his body was still very painful, it did not affect his movement. He walked into the inner room and found the package, took it out and handed it to Tang Ning, and said, "Continue to complete the task. If we don't have to go to the ground, we will be kept in the dark and can't figure out what the purpose of this ghost trial is."

Tang Ning took the package, looked at the two of them, and said with a serious expression: "If you want to act, hurry up. If you can't do it well, the grandsons of the Black Flag Army have to turn back halfway without chasing them."

Luo Yifei looked at them, looked down at himself, and said in embarrassment: "I'll tell you two, let's go out in this way?"

When the old man treated their injuries, he stripped off all the original clothes of the three of them. They were all naked on the upper body and a pair of linen and bloomers on the lower body. Moreover, the clothes that were stripped down were piled up and they were not seen in the room.

There was a cabinet next to it, which was very worn, mottled and skinny, and all painted. Tang Ning walked to the cabinet, lifted the lid, and was filled with clothes. Tang Ning reached out and grabbed a few handfuls in a row, and took out a lot of them on the table behind. Seeing Xiao Fei and Luo Yifei were still stunned, he couldn't help but urged: "I told you two, don't be stunned, hurry up and take a few pieces to choose from, deal with them first."

"Damn, do you think our three brothers now look like the Eighth Route Army wearing the clothes of ordinary people and avoiding the Japanese's pursuit?" Luo Yifei joked while choosing clothes that suit him.

Tang Ning and Xiao Fei were not slow in their movements, and they quickly became nimble. They looked down at their feet and saw ten toes. They didn't pay attention just now. Now they realized that they were walking on the ground barefoot. They were still short of shoes!

At this time, Luo Yifei supported the cabinet cover with one hand and the edge of the cabinet with the other. He turned around and said with a bitter face: "It's over, there are no shoes here. When the Red Army climbed the snow-capped mountains and crossed the grass, they were wearing straw sandals. We can't be a barefoot immortal, right?"

Xiao Fei stomped back and forth on the ground barefoot a few times, and he stepped on the hard yellow soil and dust flew out of the pit.

"See? The plot setting is that we are all martial arts masters. Although we are barefoot, we can't hurt our swords. And brother, I haven't experienced walking on the street barefoot yet. This time I'm a bitchy."

Luo Yifei thought about it and was right. He pulled his hands back, and then closed the cabinet. He said, "There are no shoes that can be used, but the guy who is good at helping him must find a few, right? Otherwise, how can he fight with someone without any hand?"

Tang Ning said: "We are running for life, so we can only be careful. The chances of encountering them are not too high."

"What if?"

"There are kitchen knives and axes in the kitchen, and there are also manure-picking forks standing in the corner of the wall. Besides, even an embroidery needle will become a killing weapon in our buddy's hands."

Luo Yifei smiled and said, "You really treat yourself as Dongfang Bubai."

Luo Yifei picked up the kitchen knife and put it on his waist. Xiao Fei picked up an axe for chopping materials from the ground, slashed it in the air a few times, then held the axe and crossed it to his chest, put on a cool look, and said, "Brother starts today, even if you join the Axe Gang. Hey."

The convenient and easy-to-use guys were all taken first by two quick guys. It was his turn to have the manure-picking fork standing in the corner of the wall. Tang Ning thought about it and then just let it go. If he carried this guy, he would really become a peasant army. Suddenly he remembered that there was a stone pestle inside the pounding mortar outside, which was about one foot long, like a broken baseball bat. That thing was fine, and his brain burst out after hitting someone.

The three of them found the right ice blade for the time being, and immediately did not delay. They pushed the door and walked out. It was dark and the rain was still falling, but it was much smaller and drizzling. Lights were on in the houses of many people around them, a peaceful and peaceful town.

The three rushed into the rain and headed straight out of the town.

Shortly after the three of them left, the simple medicine shop was close to the corner of the northeast wall. The space was filled with water-like ripples, and the white-bearded old man flashed out of thin air. His waist was straight, and although his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were clear and bright. He was full of energy and energy.

He looked at the half-open door at the door, and a cold wind blew in. The ground at the door was wet with thin raindrops. He was a little disappointed and muttered to himself: "The previous performance was quite remarkable, but it was still not careful enough. He was not meticulous enough to take on the big responsibilities, that is, the scraps." He raised his foot and kicked the inconspicuous old wooden door next to him, which looked like a warehouse. The door opened, and not only contained well-made armor, deer-skinned floor boots, several swords, hidden weapon dart bags, as well as iron arches and three arrow bags filled with dozens of iron feather arrows. All kinds of guys were all complete.

The old man with white beard looked at the weapons and equipment and complained: "When he left, he didn't even say hello. Although the person was not there, he would not leave a message if there were pens and papers on the table? He was just this attitude towards his life-saving benefactor... Oh, that's right, no words left, even if the pursuers returned to investigate, there was no clue. Well, it seemed that this was wrong... No, wait, no, right. Those three little bastards couldn't think of this, it seemed to be a question of attitude. The question of attitude is very important, reflecting a person's basic quality problem. This trial was considered to be their failure..."

Although the injuries on the three of them were treated, in order to simulate reality 100%, they were the same as the reaction after being seriously injured. They had the ability to move, but their speed was greatly reduced. They did not stop along the way, and they did not dare to stop. I wonder if they were lucky, but they did not meet the black flag army. When the sky was dawn, they finally arrived at the foot of Cangmang Mountain.

In the early morning after the rain, there was thick fog everywhere, with extremely low visibility. It was impossible to see the clumps of the vast mountain, whether it was towering or the strange peaks. You could vaguely see the dense and lush leaves mixed with yellow and green ginseng.

The three of them ran out of breath and were out of breath. They were really exhausted, their throats were dry and their chests seemed to burn.

"No, no. I have to take a break. I can't run anymore." This time, Lao Xiao was timid first. He leaned against a tree and sat in the grass, sitting there gasping for breath.

"I can't run anymore." Luo Yifei also looked for a tree not far away, and slowly turned around and sat down with the trunk. "I haven't been so tired when I was training before. Unfortunately, in this script, spiritual power cannot be used, otherwise it will be faster to recover."

Tang Ning was also tired, his face flushed, sweat beads on his forehead rolled out one by one, and his throat was so thirsty that he was about to smoke.

I supported my knees with my hands, bent down and stood there for a few breaths. I looked up at the mountain and saw that the forest was dense, the autumn leaves were yellow, and many green pines and cypresses still retained the rich greenness. Especially the air here is particularly fresh.

"You two are resting here first. I'll go up and take a walk to see if I can find the way into the mountain."

"Thank you for your hard work. I really have no strength. Otherwise, I wouldn't admit defeat." Xiao Fei said weakly.

"Tangning, I..." Luo Yifei apologized for saying something, but at this time, what he said seemed meaningless. He was indeed not a hero or a man.

Tang Ning stood up straight, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, stop talking about anything, I know. You two should be careful."

Tang Ning walked up the mountain with his lead-like legs and wades knee-high weeds.

The hillside is very steep, slanted upward. Tang Ning took the force of one tree after another and climbed up. After walking about a hundred meters, he found a path up the mountain, which is actually not a path. It is a so-called path that someone walked by. Because the fog was too strong and the visibility was low, he could not guarantee whether this road could reach the top of the mountain and finally climb the mountain, but it was better than not. As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and go down the mountain. As long as the slope opposite is not too steep, there are no cliffs or something, it is estimated that the problem of turning over will not be too big.

After a long time of hard work, he returned to the foot of the mountain and told him about the situation. Xiao Fei said, "Let's go, if it really doesn't work, I will chop a road with an axe. Tang Ning, do you need to take a break?"

Tang Ning shook his head, "No need, it's going to be bright soon. We have to hurry up. Crossing this mountain, before we reach Maple Leaf Valley, there are plains. A horse is flat and unobstructed. If we encounter the Black Flag Army there, they are all cavalry. Then the three of us have no way to escape."

"Do your best and leave your fate. If you really have a dead end, you two will accompany you, even if you are a vegetable, it doesn't matter. I'm not alone, I'm not lying there as a wooden stake."

The two of them gave Luo Yifei a blank look and expressed contempt for his words.

After struggling to climb the mountain, using hands and feet, after coming to the path that Tang Ning had discovered before. Xiao Fei walked over and observed it carefully, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the two: "This road can lead to the top of the mountain."

"Old Xiao, you seem to be very confident in your tone?" Luo Yifei didn't see anything. To be precise, he found that this road was not much different from the places he walked, except that the grass and thorny shrubs around were flattened.

"Do you know what I am best at?" Xiao Fei said proudly: "It's a jungle combat similar to special forces. I have a natural wood attribute and knows nature and forests very well. Listen to me, right. I will lead the way, and you two will follow behind."
Chapter completed!