It hurts…it hurts so much!
Slowly open your eyes.
Kong Hanan's vision was a little blurry, and it took him several tries before he could focus.
Extremely intense pain came from all over my limbs, in waves.
Hu Lu, who was hiding in his sleeve, disappeared, and even the ghost-catching bag that he had helped carry for him disappeared.
The old fox on my neck is gone...
Where did the witch god take me?
"Hey, new guy, you're awake? You're lucky to be alive..."
A voice came into my ears.
Kong Hanan tried to look over and saw a middle-aged man with a scar on his face and a slightly plump body.
Scarface chuckled.
"My name is Cang, what's your name?"
Kong Hanan was stunned for a moment, but still introduced himself: "I am Kong Hanan..."
"What do you mean by below and above? You may have thick eyebrows and big eyes, but Master Cang doesn't care about being above you."
The scarred man who called himself Cang held Kong Hanan down, and his strong hands wandered over Kong Hanan's body.
"Yes, young man, you are not ordinary. You are quite strong. Did your family get into trouble and were sent here?"
Committing a crime? Being exiled?
What tricks is the witch god playing on me?
The big hand pressed on the painful spot, and Kong Hanan couldn't help but scream in pain.
“Ah… ugh!”
Something was stuffed into his mouth. It tasted sour, bitter, and had a strong fishy smell.
Bro, didn’t you say you were not interested in me...what are you doing with your hands?
"Your injuries shouldn't be serious. You probably got hit on the head by a stone... Tsk, the Han Dynasty's Thunderbolt Chariot is truly extraordinary... You're lucky to be alive. Don't move, and don't let your imagination run wild."
Han Dynasty?
"I don't know what crime your family committed in Shu that sent you to Jianmen Pass. Guan? This surname is not common in Shu."
Don't change my last name, friend!
My last name is Kong!
etc……
Shu Kingdom?
Jianmen Pass?
Kong Hanan's heart trembled.
So, I am at Jianmen Pass now?
Or in other words, am I now in the divine realm of the Witch God?
Heavy trumpet sounds and shouts came to my ears.
“Woo~!”
"Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!!!"
"The Qin people are coming!!!"
Many people began to run towards the city wall.
Cang's tone became serious.
"Listen up, kid! As long as we're still breathing, we can't give up defending the city. Only by defending the city can you live to atone for your sins and return home!"
Cang's big hands began to slap Kong Hanan's face continuously.
"Wake up! Take up arms! When the horns stop blowing, we must be on the city walls!"
Cang's eyes were filled with anxiety and his tone became hurried.
Previously, the divine domain of the Three-legged Golden Crow was a barren mountain, and the two men fought against each other if they were dissatisfied.
Is this sorcerer's divine domain Jianmen Pass? You want me to role-play?
Now that we are in the hands of the enemy, let's see what tricks they have up their sleeves.
Kong Hanan nodded: "I'm fine, let's go."
When Cang saw Kong Hanan respond, he pulled Kong Hanan up and ran towards the city wall, seeming very anxious.
The violent pulling sensation caused Kong Hanan to feel severe pain all over his body again. He subconsciously clenched his right hand and held a rusty black dagger in his hand.
As long as the Dao Sword is there, Kong Hanan will not be panicked.
“What will happen if we slow down?”
Kong Hanan felt that the other party seemed a little too impatient.
"How's it going? Hey..."
Cangguai laughed.
"It seems you really have forgotten a lot of things."
There was only one ladder along the wall. There were many people hurrying ahead, but there was no one behind Kong Hanan and Cang.
There are many pale stones on the ground. I wonder if they are the slingstones used by the Han Dynasty.
Cang was also very anxious, and his urgency infected Kong Hanan, who subconsciously quickened his pace.
Finally, the two of them were the last to squeeze onto the city wall.
It’s really crowded...
Jianmen Pass is located at the narrow pass between two mountains. Thousands of people are crowded on the short wall of more than 50 meters.
Some were tall, some short, some fat, some thin; some wore armor, some wore cloth, and some had their upper bodies bare...
People leaned against each other, shoulders against shoulders, with barely any room to stand on the city wall...
Right in front of Kong Hanan was a tall man with his upper body naked.
The trumpet sound is gradually becoming fainter and will eventually become inaudible...
Everyone on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief.
With so many people exhaling, Kong Hanan felt a chill.
"Master Cang, what's going on?"
Kong Hanan asked in a low voice.
Cang pointed to the city wall behind him, the direction where Kong Hanan and he were running up.
Kong Hanan looked up...
It was a dilapidated village, the ground was black and brown...
this! ! !
Kong Hanan was horrified.
He didn't realize it when he rushed up the city wall just now, but now that the perspective is different, he realized that those things he had avoided on the road before were not stones at all.
There were dried corpses and bones one after another.
Looking down from a high vantage point, those "stones" were everywhere.
"What... is going on with them??"
Cang sighed and said, "Who knows? Anyone who doesn't climb the city wall before the trumpet sounds will be like that."
Because the terrain was narrow, Kong Hanan stuck close to the back of the person in front of him, one part pressed against another.
Coupled with the strong smell of sweat on the other person's body, this posture made him feel very uncomfortable.
Kong Hanan asked in a low voice.
"Then the trumpet call is over, can we?"
Cang chuckled.
"Boy, we have a connection. Remember, when the horn sounds, ascend the city walls. When the drum sounds, advance forward. Before the horn sounds, don't even think about leaving the city walls."
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