There were only two corpses hung on a row of iron hooks in the innermost cellar.

A corpse was less than an arm long. The cold head hook pierced her still weak skull, and the tip of the hook emerged from her forehead.

This is a pre-term baby, with a body no bigger than a kitten, hanging on a cold iron hook.

Perhaps even such a young child is just a piece of meat that cannot be easily wasted in their eyes.

Next to the baby hangs a thin girl, her belly has been cut open completely, and all the internal organs inside have been hollowed out.

Her eyes without eyeballs opened unwillingly, revealing dark holes.

The frightened look still remains on the face that appears after drying.

Is she a desperate mother in troubled times?

Carrying the child in her body, she fled to this desolate village and met an enthusiastic father and daughter who served her a bowl of steaming broth even though she was hungry.

She thought she had finally met a good person, and that she and her baby could finally survive in this troubled world.

However, they showed their ferocious faces at night, raised the hatchets in their hands, and chopped at her and the unborn child in her belly.

In order to survive, in order to fill her hungry belly in the troubled times and barren years, she was made into dried meat and hung in the cellar where the sun never shines, and her child who had never seen a day of sunshine was also hung in the cellar with her.

On the cold iron hook just a few feet away.

The hope of new life and sudden death are so close.

Mother and son, so far apart, never had the chance to embrace each other.

The air in the cellar was flowing, the empty iron hooks made a soft collision sound, and the dried corpses seemed to be swaying in the air with resentment and unwillingness.

Lin Junshu could hardly control his emotions, and the system's beeps kept ringing in his ears, reminding him of the slowly rising pollution level.

The self-cultivation chapter of the Balance Essential Technique can no longer suppress the anger in my heart.

"Ah——"

Screams sounded from behind, and the collapsed Shang Qin turned around and ran towards the ground crazily.

"No, I can't die, I can't die!"

"Obviously I have saved so much food! Obviously I don't need to go hungry anymore!"

"I can live, I can live for a long time! I don't want to die, I don't want to die——"

Lin Junshu turned around, and the air flow wrapped around his body. With his feet slightly off the ground, Lin Junshu floated towards the tunnel.

Shang Qin used his hands and feet to crawl out of the cellar and ran towards the door.

Shang Qin had just stepped out of the door when Lin Junshu's voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Little girl, where are you going?"

Shang Qin turned around in horror and met those cold eyes.

Shang Qin retreated in panic, tripped and fell to the ground.

"No, don't kill me! I beg you, don't kill me! I'll sleep with you, and I'll give you all the food! Please don't kill me!"

Shang Qin crawled backwards desperately. Lin Junshu landed on his feet and followed step by step without haste.

Lin Junshu stretched out his left hand and touched her face gently.

Ignoring her frantically flapping hands and kicking feet, she slowly raised her arms and Shang Qin was lifted into the air.

A pair of eyes with no emotion, looking at the person in front of him coldly.

"Drug is also a precious resource for you, right? Those people you hung in the cellar, including the elderly, children, and women who had no ability to resist, were you killed while they were awake? Before you told them

When they swung the butcher's knife, did they ever beg like you? But why were they still hung in the cellar?"

"No...no...don't..."

Lin Junshu lifted the girl above his head, and the full moon at night cast a soft light.

"I really want to know, what were you thinking when you cut the knife to those innocent people?"

Lin Junshu revealed a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly exerted force with her left hand, and a blood-red firework suddenly bloomed under the moonlit night, coquettish and beautiful.

"Knock-knock-knock-knock-"

The crisp sound of horse hooves spread far and wide in the silent night.

Lin Junshu, whose cheeks were bloody, tilted his head slightly and looked in the direction of the sound.

A majestic white horse poked its head out from behind the nearby earthen house. The next second, a heroic man wearing silver armor on horseback and holding a spear appeared in Lin Junshu's field of vision.

General Baima was originally on his way to Luoyang due to his orders. As he was rushing on the starry night, he suddenly heard what sounded like a woman shouting in surprise.

I wanted to focus on the mission, but I couldn't help but come over to check it out.

This is like a deserted village. As soon as you get closer to the village, the cry for help seems more obvious.

General White Horse drew his horse forward, and happened to see a Taoist priest covered in blood standing in front of the headless body of a young girl in front of the only earthen house with a light on.

Lin Junshu's fingertips were bleeding, and he tilted his head and looked: "Huh? It looks familiar. Let's take another look."

"Evil thief! Look at the gun!"

When General Baima saw the scene in front of him, he didn't know that the woman who had called for help earlier had been killed by the crazy Taoist priest in front of him.

Without any explanation, he just picked up the gun and stabbed!

"Wait!"

Lin Junshu's field of vision already showed the status bar of the person in front of him.

[Name: Zhao Yun/Zhao Zilong]

[Faction: Peking Prefect Gongsun Zan]

[Pollution degree: 23%]

[Pollution level: Level 4]

[Exclusive skill: Courage Silver Spear]

[Not timid in the face of battle, he can perfectly display his strength in any situation. His spear skills are divine, and those who are shocked by Zhao Yun's spear skills will have their overall strength suppressed by 50% in all directions]

【Status: Good】

The person coming is none other than the young man in silver armor who once rescued Lin Junshu and Hu Jian in the valley—Zhao Yun!

Several years have passed, and the once childish young man has grown into an outstanding young man.

The spear light coming straight towards me was much more fierce than before!

"Taofa·Rock flow protection, start!"

Fortunately, Lin Junshu is no longer the weakling he used to be. He lifts his fingertips lightly, and the rock and soil under his feet instantly turn into liquid and rise up, protecting himself around him.

The moment the spear penetrated the rock wall, Lin Junshu immediately felt that his Taoist skills were instantly suppressed. The rock wall that could have blocked the attack suddenly broke open, and the spear came straight towards Lin Junshu's face.

Lin Junshu exerted force under his feet, pushed hard, and moved away from the rock wall behind him. He leaned back suddenly, barely able to avoid Zhao Yun's spear light.

"Why are these guys so talented? I thought they were both level 4, so at least they wouldn't be too far apart. I didn't expect that they would be suppressed in one face-to-face meeting."

Lin Junshu stepped back with both feet, wanting to distance himself first to buy himself time to explain. When he glanced at him, he saw Zhao Yun galloping towards him on a horse, with the spear in his hand thrust out again.

"Damn!"

The gun light came again. Lin Junshu twisted in the air and avoided his vital points. The fireball quickly condensed in his hand and he suddenly pressed it down.

"Boom——"

Smoke and dust exploded from the ground, and Lin Junshu covered the wound on his chest and backed away quickly.
Chapter completed!