Chapter 4 Drug Slave

The ripping water is flowing, the trees are shaded, and a dragon is drinking water by the clear river, and its body is covered with large and small packages.

Next to the earth dragon, more than a dozen strong-shaped martial artists are eating happily, talking about topics that are not suitable for children. There were also a dozen skinny people behind the dragon. These people, with heavy shackle on their hands and feet, squatting on the ground, looking down blankly and eating unnutritious food.

In a sedan chair on the dragon, an old man with a cold expression was dressed in a black and gray robe, and the chest of the robe was embroidered with five exquisite white medicine bottles. The old man was thin, wearing a hair crown, and looked down condescendingly at those with shackled, as if he were choosing pigs to

The old man's eyes wandered uncertainly, and sometimes fell on those martial artists who ate and drank a lot, showing intriguing gloomy eyes. Every martial artist who was watched by him would change his face, as if he was cold as a cicada, and seemed to be very afraid of him.

"Have you finished eating? After eating, continue on the road. Mo Yanyu carried the stone rock and came over from the bushes with a cold face.

Many martial artists put away the unfinished food in their hands with a dry smile and said repeatedly, "Eat it well, eat it well."

Mo Yanyu's face was stiff and impatient. When she came to the old man's side, she reluctantly smiled and said, "Master Karu, have you eaten well?"

The old man nodded coldly and hummed, "Miss Mo, it's still three months away from the Chamber of Commerce, but there are only 16 drug slaves you have found. I'm afraid I can't support the Chamber of Commerce..."

"Master, don't worry, we will continue to supplement you with drug slaves on the way." Mo Yanyu looked straight, threw Shi Yan to the ground casually, and smiled and said, "Look, isn't there another drug slave?"

"Hmm." Karu nodded lukewarmly, and his eyes wandered on Shiyan's body like a poisonous snake. He frowned and said, "I'm afraid this boy is so thin that he can't last for a few days, right?"

"His body is indeed thin, but he has essence in his body..." Mo Yanyu explained.

"Martial Warrior?" Karu's eyes were slightly bright, and he was obviously a little interested.

"It's really a warrior!" Mo Yanyu is sure.

"It's almost the same." Karu smiled gloomily, began to look at Shiyan more carefully, and nodded slowly after a second: "Very good, Miss Mo, feed him. I want him to be strong first. A seriously injured martial artist can't stand my toss. If I was drugged to death early because he was too weak, it would be a waste."

"Master, don't worry." Mo Yanyu's eyebrows condensed and scolded gently, "Jonson, what are you still doing in a sway! Hurry up and handcuff this guy's hands and feet!"

"Coming!" A bald man, who was nearly two meters tall and full of flesh, answered, quickly took out a brand-new pair of shackles from the dragon, and roughly clamped the shackles on Shi Yan's hands and feet, regardless of whether Shi Yan would be painful or not.

The big man was heavily armored, and the muscles outside the heavy armor were swollen and full of amazing explosive power. His dark heavy armor seemed to be as light as nothing on him, which did not affect his speed at all.

"Zanson, take good care of him and don't let him pull him out of the team." Mo Yanyu looked at Shi Yan with hatred and immediately walked straight to the front of the team, as if she didn't want to stay next to Shi Yan for another second.

"Miss, don't worry, I'm the best at this kind of thing." The bald man Johnson grinned ferociously and beat his chest to guarantee.

Shi Yan was sore all over. He looked at the development of the situation coldly and didn't say a word.

He knows that in this situation, it is useless to say anything. In this world of the law of the jungle, no one will tell you anything. He knows that if he does not adapt to the world, he will soon become a white bone that no one cares about, and no one will pity him.

The weak essence in his body flows slowly, and the soreness of his hands and feet has been much better after this period of rest. However, the extra shackle on his hands and feet dragged him down, making his unrecovered body like carrying an iron mountain on his back, making it difficult for him to move.

"Bang!"

His back was suddenly whipped fiercely by a leather whip. The whip came very quickly and with great force, which made his back skin crack and painful. Looking back, he found the big man named Johnson holding a whip and looking at him with a ferocious smile.

"Damn drug slave! Hurry up and go! Do you want to eat another whip? Johnson cracked his mouth and laughed.

Shi Yan did not reply, but looked at Johnson very calmly for a few seconds. Before Johnson raised his whip again, he struggled to silently keep up with the drug slave in front of him. He only felt that each step weighed more than a thousand pounds and needed to consume a lot of his strength.

After Shi Yan turned around, the laughter on Johnson's face gradually converged, showing a strange expression.

Along the way, many unhest drug slaves were "takenoured" by him at the beginning, because his methods were cruel and vicious. Two drug slaves were killed alive under his "care" before they had been tested by Karu. When all the drug slaves looked at him, there were only two expressions in their eyes.

It is either fear or bitter hatred.

Only this person, when he was just looking at him, he did not show any fear or hatred, but was extremely calm, the kind of calmness with a little coolness.

This person doesn't seem to have any awareness of being a prisoner. I don't know if it's because he hasn't cleared the situation or for other reasons.

That calm look made Johnson have a strange illusion that he had become the prey of others, which made him very uncomfortable, but because Shi Yan had walked forward honestly, he could not find an excuse to attack for a while, so he could only give up, but secretly swore in his heart that the boy who must "take care of" behind him showed fear. Fear. The feeling of fear

He enjoys the fearful eyes when others look at him, which gives him the wonderful pleasure of being the master of other people's lives.

In the next few days, Shi Yan was silent, but he was extremely cooperative. He let him go, let him stop, did not resist at all, and did not have any emotion. He seemed to be indifferent to the things around him. Among those uncooperative drug slaves, Shi Yan seemed very different.

Even Johnson, who wants to teach Shiyan well, it is difficult to find an excuse to deal with him. Shiyan is so cooperative that Johnson feels unreasonable, but he can't think of a reason.

Shi Yan only speaks when he is resting and eating, and every time he asks for food. At the order of Master Karu, his request is met every time.

Soon, those warriors found that Shi Yan was very edible. Even the inferior food for the drug slaves, he ate with relish. The first food he ate was probably the sum of the seven drug slaves. After that, every day, his food would increase, and he continued to Increasing trend.

This made many martial artists feel incredible. They couldn't figure out how Shiyan's thin body could hold so much food. At first, these people were worried that Shiyan would not digest it, but they soon found that they were wrong.

Shiyan's thin and bone-skinned body has quietly strengthened in a few days. Although the strength is not particularly obvious, the keen warriors have found this phenomenon.

Obviously, Shiyan not only digests those inferior foods, but also makes them strong nutrients for his body.

The physical change of Shiyan made Master Karu very happy. This gloomy old man's license Shiyan can eat safely and boldly. He must give as much as he can eat, and he can't lose one point.

Seeing that Shiyan was getting stronger day by day, Johnson was a little uneasy. Every time he saw Shiyan's calm eyes with a trace of coolness, Johnson felt that this boy would be a scourge, but he did not dare to disobey Karu's instructions, and he could only serve enough food to Shiyan without deduction.

Fortunately, Johnson knew Master Karu's means, which made him somewhat reassured and secretly hoped that Karu could do it as soon as possible.

After eating twelve servings of food in a row, Shi Yan stopped his hand and swallowed the last piece of rice at the corner of his mouth. Ignoring the surprised eyes of the drug slaves next to him, Shi Yan slowly closed his eyes.

Twelve servings of food are quickly digested in the intestines and stomach. His body is like a bottomless hole and the most sophisticated instrument. He grinds and decomposes those foods one by one and converts them into nutrients of blood veins, bones, internal organs, and muscle cells, making his originally thin body quietly strong.

The wound on his chest recovered very early. It took only a day and a half to heal such a long wound, and there was no scar left. It was so magical that he realized that he was indeed different from before.

Only he knows how great changes have taken place in his body in just a few days. He can clearly feel this change every moment!

The food he ate turned into the nutrients of his body, which made his body gradually become strong. The wisp of weak essence in his body has doubled under the continuous flow of day and night in the past few days!

He obviously noticed that there was a lot of strength in his body, and the shackle, which were as heavy as a mountain, were no longer a heavy burden for him.

With concentration, he clearly felt the essence in his body. Naturally, he started from the lower Dantian, followed the pulse of the governor, followed the pulse down, and communicated with the governor through the three passes, so that the heart and kidneys intersect, water and fire helped each other. After a small week, the essence in his body grew again.

Shi Yan, who has a little understanding of the common sense of Qigong, knows the difference between the size of Zhoutian. Xiao Zhoutian only takes the second veins of the governor, does not take the twelve serious scriptures, and does not take the other six veins of the other strange scriptures, but the big Zhoutian not only takes the twelve serious scriptures

He only has two veins in the twelve serious scriptures and eight strange scriptures. He can only carry out the small Zhoutian, and the big Zhoutian is difficult to cycle. From the memory of another stone rock, he also knows that only the martial artists in the innate realm in this world can achieve the twelve serious scriptures and the Unobstructed, and then carry out the big Sunday cycle.

Shiyan is not discouraged. He knows that as long as the essence in his body is strong enough, he can open all these blocked veins sooner or later.

"Another person died. In six days, two people have died after testing the medicine."

"I saw that before the man died, his body had begun to rot. It was terrible!"

"Instead of dying like this, it's better to commit suicide. There is no hope in life. We are destined to be like them."

"You can't commit suicide! If we kill ourselves, our relatives won't even get a blue crystal coin! Hey... Let's survive. After half a year, we will be free if we don't die, and we can still get a sum of money. For the sake of our wife and children, we must continue to survive!"

As soon as the words of this drug slave came out, the other drug slaves were silent one by one. The thought of suicide was dismissed. They all suppressed the fear in their hearts and secretly told themselves that they must hold on.

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