Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 146: Looking back at the bleak place

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Zhou Shu had a dream and felt that he had returned to his previous life and became a diligent worker again.

Work, get married, have children, get old and die...

The moment he finally entered the crematorium, he suddenly woke up.

The whole body felt like being burned by the high temperature. The pain was so piercing that Zhou Shu couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"Are you awake?"

A voice rang in Zhou Shu's ear.

Zhou Shu tried his best to open his eyes, only to feel a dark red color in front of him. He knew that was the reason for the congestion of his eyes.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

Zhou Shu said, his mouth was so dry that his throat seemed to stick together.

There was no strength in his body, Zhou Shu couldn't even turn his head, and couldn't see the owner of the voice at all.

"My name is Cao Yue, and this is Jieqiao Village."

The voice continued, and then Zhou Shu felt a hand stretched out in front of him, holding a bowl in his hand.

"You'll be fine if you wake up. Uncle Peng said you won't die as long as you wake up."

The voice seemed a little childish, and said with a hint of joy, "Your body is still very hot, drink some water first."

The hand brought the bowl to Zhou Shu's mouth, and then Zhou Shu felt the water flowing into his mouth.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, he was so weak now that he didn't even have the strength to drink water.

The burning sensation in his body made him too late to think about it, and he gulped down the water in his mouth.

A bowl of water was quickly poured into Zhou Shu's mouth.

At this time, Zhou Shu realized clearly that it was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy who was feeding him water.

The boy's face was ruddy, and he was dressed in sackcloth and linen. The style was simple and white.

It seems that this is an ordinary mountain village boy.

"Jieqiao Village..."

Zhou Shu pondered in his heart, he had never heard of this name.

But the world is very big, and he doesn't know the name of every small village.

After drinking a bowl of water, he felt the burning sensation in his body subside a little.

Although my body is still weak, my spirit is much better.

In his heart now, he is also a bit lucky. In order to kill the Black Emperor Xuanmingtian, he did not hesitate to destroy the map of the gods.

The map of the magic weapon spontaneously burned, and he thought he would turn into ashes too.

Unexpectedly, I finally survived.

This should be considered a fortune among misfortunes.

As for now, he is seriously injured and weak, and he will recover slowly.

"Little brother, which country does Jieqiao Village belong to?"

Zhou Shu regained some strength and asked.

The fourteen-fifteen-year-old mountain village boy had doubts on his face, "Which country? What do you mean?"

He wondered.

Zhou Shu was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly in his heart. This young man in a mountain village doesn't even know which country he is from?

It seems that this Jieqiao Village should be a very remote and small village.

"Did you save me?"

Zhou Shu shook his head in his heart and asked.

If this Jieqiao Village is too remote, it will not be easy to return to Huaxia Pavilion.

In his current situation, he can't even stand up, and it's impossible to go back independently.

"I and Uncle Peng rescued you together."

The mountain village boy named Cao Yue nodded and said, "When I was mining with Uncle Peng, I found you lying on the back mountain with a fire on your body. After we put out the fire, Uncle Peng brought you back on your back. ."

"Who are you? How can you pass out in the back mountain?"

Cao Yue asked curiously.

Looking at him, he's not very curious about Zhou Shu's body on fire.

"I met a strong enemy..."

Zhou Shu said casually, he didn't know where this Jieqiao Village was, so naturally he wouldn't tell the truth.

Zhou Shu is not a fledgling boy now, and he still has the precautions he should have.

In his current situation, he has almost no ability to protect himself. If his identity is revealed, it is difficult to tell what awaits him.

The human race is not without bad people.

"So it is."

Cao Yue said excitedly, "It's exactly the same story as Mr. Village Storyteller."

"Uncle, are you a very powerful hero?"

Cao Yue said.

"Heroes?"

Zhou Shu was taken aback, this title seems to be very far away from him.

Who would call him a hero?

"I'm not a hero."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "I'm just an ordinary craftsman."

He originally wanted to say that he was a soldier, but when he thought about it, it seemed that for a boy in a mountain village, a soldier was also a great figure.

"Artisan."

Cao Yue seemed a little disappointed, but a smile appeared on his face again in a flash, "The craftsman is good, Uncle Peng said, you can eat by craftsmanship, and you will never be hungry."

The simple smile of the young man made Zhou Shu a little dazed.

How long had he not seen this smile?

He and the people around him have been fighting against Xuan Mingtian's people, and everyone hasn't shown a sincere smile for a long time.

I don't know if I killed the Black Emperor Xuanmingtian with a desperate blow before.

"Even if he doesn't kill him completely, in a short period of time, he is absolutely powerless to take another shot at the Terran."

Zhou Shu still had confidence in his final blow.

His blow consumed a total of 11,086 Innate Divine Weapons, and he even combined the power of 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Nether Guards.

Even he almost lost his life. If this can't seriously damage the Black Emperor Xuanmingtian, then the Black Emperor Xuanmingtian is too strong.

It's just that Zhou Shu didn't see the final result, so he wasn't sure whether Xuan Mingtian Hei Di was dead or not.

"Xuan Mingtian's threat is lifted, the human race will not have a life-and-death crisis for the time being, and I don't have to rush back. Let's take care of the wounds here and talk about it."

Zhou Shu muttered to himself.

He has almost no power to protect himself now, and it may not be a good thing to show up rashly.

And he can't contact Yin Wuyou and the others now, so he can't ask them to come and pick him up.

This small mountain village seems to be safe. He thought it would be good to recover here before leaving.

A string had been tense before, and Zhou Shu wanted to relax now.

This Jieqiao Village is a good place.

"Brother Cao, what about the Uncle Peng you said?"

Zhou Shu asked.

After all, he was his savior, Zhou Shu wanted to thank him in person.

And if he wants to recuperate here, he still has to say hello to the adults.

"Uncle Peng went into the mountains to mine, but he hasn't come back yet."

Cao Yue said, "Are you hungry, uncle? I'll go get you something to eat."

Zhou Shu shook his head, just as he was about to refuse, suddenly his stomach rumbled.

He nodded awkwardly.

His body is extremely weak now, and there is no spiritual essence in his body. Eating is the easiest way to replenish energy.

Cao Yue trotted out to find food, and Zhou Shu only had time to observe the environment where he got up.

As he imagined, this is an ordinary, even a little shabby house, surrounded by wooden walls, and there is nothing in the room except the bed and table.

Zhou Shu didn't care much about this.

In the beginning, when he was an apprentice of Daxia Casting Soldiers, the conditions in the workshop were even worse than here.

"The map of magic soldiers!"

Zhou Shu called out in his heart.

There is not the slightest change in front of him. The Atlas of the Divine Soldiers, which he was once familiar with, did not appear in front of his eyes as before.

Zhou Shu felt a little sad in his heart, and the map of the magic weapon is really gone.

In order to fight to the death of the Black Emperor Xuanmingtian, he burned the map of divine weapons before he could summon the more than 10,000 innate divine weapons.

After one blow, all the innate divine weapons were destroyed, and the map of divine weapons also disappeared.

There is no regret, but Zhou Shu's heart is full of sadness.

The map of divine soldiers has been by his side since he set foot on the road of cultivation. It is Zhou Shu's most solid comrade-in-arms and backing.

But now, this comrade-in-arms, has disappeared.

"Thank you, comrade."

Zhou Shu muttered to himself.

Suddenly, Zhou Shu's heart moved.

He raised his hand, and above his palm, a small blue flame rose up.

In Zhou Shu's pupils, flames also jumped, and things like fragments flashed across his pupils.

Fragments of the Divine Soldier Atlas!

Zhou Shu's heart was ecstatic, there are still fragments of the divine weapon map!

With Zhou Shu's current technique of casting soldiers, in fact, even if he doesn't have a map of the gods, he can still cast the innate gods and even the cave gods.

Even the rewards of the magic weapon map, Zhou Shu has not cared much.

But the map of the magic weapon itself is of great significance to him.

That's his comrade-in-arms along the way!

Before, it was for him, and the map of the magic weapon would burn itself.

If there is a chance, Zhou Shu will definitely recast the map of the magic weapon!

However, although there are still fragments of the Divine Soldier Atlas, it is not an easy task to recast the Divine Soldier Atlas.

To this day, Zhou Shu still doesn't know how the map of the divine weapon was cast, and Zhou Shu's current state, let alone the map of the divine weapon, even if it is an ordinary innate divine weapon, he is unable to cast it. .

"Old man, wait for me, sooner or later, I will recast you."

Zhou Shu clenched his fists, the small blue flames disappeared, he muttered to himself.

"Uncle, we only have some dry food at home. You should pad your stomach first, and I will go hunting with Uncle Peng in the mountains later."

Cao Yue walked in with a few steamed buns and said apologetically.

"It would be nice to have dry food, thank you."

Zhou Shu said with a smile. He took the steamed bun from Cao Yue and ate it in big mouthfuls, as if he was eating some delicacies from the mountains and seas.

A moment later, Zhou Shu had already devoured the few steamed buns, and Cao Yue was stunned for a moment.

If he didn't know that what he brought was just ordinary steamed buns, Cao Yue really thought he was eating some delicious food.

After eating a few steamed buns, Zhou Shu felt that his strength had recovered a little.

He looked down at his body, wrapped in bandages, and the skin under the bandages had a burning sensation.

He knew it was the aftermath of the previous outbreak.

It is a great blessing that his body was not burnt to ashes. This injury is nothing.

"Brother Cao, are your parents at home?"

Zhou Shu was injured too badly. It was not a matter of one or two days to recover. He was not in a hurry to heal his injuries, but looked at Cao Yue and said.

"I have no parents, I was picked up by Uncle Peng, and I have lived with Uncle Peng since childhood."

Cao Yue opened his mouth and said, his eyes became a little dim.

"Sorry."

Zhou Shu was startled. He didn't expect to ask about Cao Yue's pain.

"It's okay, I'm used to it. I'm fine now, Uncle Peng treats me very well."

Cao Yue squeezed out a smile and said, "Uncle Peng also taught me a lot."

"Then Uncle Peng must be a good man."

Zhou Shu said with a smile.

He could see that this Cao Yue, and that Uncle Peng, lived very poor.

However, no one said that a poor life means unhappiness.

At least in Zhou Shu's view, the smile on Cao Yue's face was genuine.

"Uncle Peng is certainly a good man."

Cao Yue said affirmatively, "In order to help everyone repair farm tools, Uncle Peng has been going to the mountains to search for ores for several days."

"If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have found you. If it wasn't to take care of you today, I would also go into the mountains with Uncle Peng."

Cao Yue's eyes were a little disappointed.

"Sorry."

Zhou Shu was silent for a while, then said.

It never occurred to him that one day he would become a drag on others.

"It's fine."

Cao Yue has a young personality, and when he is unhappy, he can come and go quickly, he said with a smile, "We can't wait until we die, right?"

Zhou Shu smiled, they were his saviors, how should he thank them?

Cao Yue is a young man in a mountain village with no scheming. After a few words, Zhou Shu has already figured out his details.

He has lived in this small mountain village called Jieqiao Village since he was a child, and the farthest he has been to is another village dozens of miles away.

That village is the closest village to Jieqiao Village.

It's no wonder that he doesn't know which country this place belongs to. How much can a boy who has been active within a hundred miles from birth to the present know?

There are not many people in Jieqiao Village, there are only 100 households in the whole village.

They mainly rely on farming and hunting for a living, and they have only heard about martial arts from the story of Mr. Storyteller.

This is an ordinary small mountain village.

It's just that Zhou Shu is also a little curious. Even if Cao Yue has never left the small mountain village, Xuan Mingtian invaded before, but it started from the sky. Logically, he should be able to see it.

"Xiao Cao! Xiao Cao!"

Zhou Shu was thinking, when suddenly there was a panicked shout from outside.

"No, Uncle Peng has an accident!"

As soon as Cao Yue heard this, his expression changed, and he hurriedly ran out.

Zhou Shu frowned slightly, what happened to Uncle Peng?

He tried his best to sit up from the bed, and just such a simple action made his breathing much heavier.

He sighed secretly. His injury this time was too serious. He didn't have a map of the magic weapon, and he didn't know when he would be able to fully recover.

He took a few deep breaths and regained some strength before walking out against the wall.

When Zhou Shu moved into the yard step by step, he saw several people carrying a stretcher and walking in.

Cao Yue was holding on to the stretcher, his eyes were red from crying.

"Brother Cao!"

Zhou Shu was born and said, "What happened to Uncle Peng?"

His eyes fell on the stretcher carried by the crowd.

On the stretcher lay a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. The man's gray hair was a little messy, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was very weak.

His chest seemed to be scratched by the sharp claws of some beast, leaving a shocking wound, and blood was still dripping down.

"Uncle Peng, Uncle Peng he..."

Cao Yue sobbed and cried.

"Stop talking nonsense, go to the doctor."

A villager exclaimed.

On the stretcher, Uncle Peng's body twitched slightly.

"Bring someone over to see me!"

Zhou Shu said solemnly.

His voice surprised the villagers.

"Who are you?"

A villager spoke up.

"Bring it up!"

Zhou Shu said solemnly.

He was dignified, and the villagers were stunned for a moment. They moved their feet involuntarily and carried them to Zhou Shu.

It wasn't until they put the stretcher down that they came to their senses.

"What's going on here?"

Several villagers looked at each other.

Cao Yuefu was so heartfelt, he rushed to Zhou Shu's side and hugged Zhou Shu's thigh.

"Uncle, can you save Uncle Peng?"

Cao Yue begged, "I beg you, save Uncle Peng! Uncle Peng is a good man, please save her, as long as you can save Uncle Peng, let me do anything!"

Zhou Shu's body swayed for a while, and he almost fell to the ground.

He is already extremely weak now, and now just standing has exhausted his strength. How can Cao Yue be so swaying.

"Brother Cao, don't worry, let me see the situation of Uncle Peng."

Zhou Shu said helplessly, he squatted down and grabbed Uncle Peng's wrist.

Zhou Shu doesn't understand medical skills, but after all, he is well-informed ~IndoMTL.com~ A normal minor injury can't be difficult for him.

The chest of this Uncle Peng was injured by the sharp claws of the beast, and the flesh turned out, and the internal organs could almost be seen.

This kind of injury, for ordinary people, is serious enough to be fatal.

But this Uncle Peng is still holding his breath.

Zhou Shu was thoughtful.

If his cultivation is still there, it is not difficult for him to treat such an injury.

But now...

Zhou Shu pondered for a moment, "Brother Cao, when you found me, was there anything else around me?"

If the Heavenly Emperor Sword is still there, then the problem will be solved.

In his Heavenly Emperor Sword, there are also Xisui Dan and Boundary Breaking Dan, and it is easy to treat this trauma.

Cao Yue shook his head with tears in his eyes, "No, we found nothing in your place, even the stones were burnt black..."

Zhou Shu sighed in his heart, and he knew that things were not so easy, the Heavenly Emperor Sword, I don't know where it was left.

Then you can only use a dead horse as a living horse doctor, give it a try.

Zhou Shu stretched out his hand and pressed against the wound on Uncle Peng's chest. A small flame suddenly appeared on his palm.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing his actions, the villagers' faces changed greatly, and they rushed forward, trying to stop Zhou Shu.

Cao Yue's face also changed greatly, "Uncle, what are you doing?!"

He reached out and grabbed Zhou Shu's arm to prevent Zhou Shu's hand from touching Uncle Peng.

Zhou Shu snorted coldly, and an invisible momentum spread out. Cao Yue and several villagers were shocked and froze in mid-air.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Zhou Shu's mouth, but his palm pressed firmly on the wound on Uncle Peng's chest.