Li Qingfeng slowly woke up.

Dim light, dark side.

The smell of stale decay lingers.

The strong aroma of alcohol mixed with the smell of fresh earth.

Take a deep breath, with the inexplicable fragrance of fermentation.

"This is?"

Li Qingfeng climbed up from the wooden board, with confusion and nervousness in his eyes.

He remembered that he seemed to have passed out.

Still in the middle of a fight.

In a hurry, I didn’t know what I was looking for, I just grabbed everything around me.

Seeing the Zunhun Banner standing quietly aside, Li Qingfeng let out a sigh of relief.

In a short period of time, he lost a lot.

If we lose the Sovereign Soul Banner again, there will be no day for revenge in this life.

The sword hairpin has not been lost, and the storage talisman is still attached to the lining pocket of the bosom intact.

Pushing the stone slab in front of him, Li Qingfeng discovered that he was in the cellar of his home.

It's just that it's not a shallow layer, but sealed into a cave half a person's height.

The entrance to the cave is blocked by white stone slabs.

Inside the cellar are compacted earth blocks and neatly arranged flat granites.

Basically, every wealthy family has this kind of thing, either to store gold and silver treasures, or to store old wine.

If there is a war, the food stored inside can save lives.

Or they could wait in the cellar for the rebels to cross the border before coming out.

Obviously, Li Qingfeng’s cellar is not big and only stores some wine.

You can see the traces of huge claws in the hole inside.

You don’t need to think about it to know that Brother Ghost must have brought him back, dug out a place for him to hide, and hid him in it.

Tushanjun is also helpless.

At that time, Li Qingfeng's remaining mana was no longer enough to support them in returning to the mountain temple.

You can only stop nearby.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

The Li family was confiscated and moved, and the people in the county governor's office did not discover this small darkroom. Those people never expected that they would return to this place.

No matter how the Sheriff's Mansion discovered the Li family, just looking at Zhang Wanlong's reaction at that time, he may not have recognized Li Qingfeng.

Just like the newly promoted master, he also didn't recognize Li Qingfeng immediately.

In Tu Shanjun's opinion, this matter is full of doubts.

Tears welled up like a fountain, and Li Qingfeng hugged the Soul Flag and cried silently.

Big tears fell on the soul flag.

Dare not speak out.

Even in the darkroom and cellar, he still couldn't make a sound.

The soldiers who blockaded the county are like vulture hounds that can smell carrion.

Any abnormal movement will be noticed by them.

These people rarely think about what is right and what is wrong, and executing orders has become instinctive.

High-ranking officials, generous salaries, and attractive benefits are the carrots that drive them forward.

They run tirelessly.

Chase.

Li Qingfeng knelt on the ground, his body trembling, holding the Soul Flag and crying loudly.

Even though his face was hideous and terrifying, there was no movement at all.

Snot and tears mixed with mud stained the clothes on his body, and his once handsome face was now covered in blood.

Tu Shanjun was sitting on the Sovereign Soul Banner and touched the hole in his eye socket that was being repaired.

He doesn't know how to comfort people.

Life has to go on.

Sometimes, you need to carry it yourself.

Li Qingfeng was tired from crying, or was already weak, so he passed out again.

He clutched the Soul Flag tightly, as if grasping the last straw.

Storms and clouds are sweeping across, and the sun is high in the distance.

Li Qingfeng enters the dream world again.

The top of the mountain.

Wearing a green scholar's robe, there were unstoppable tears on his face.

Still silent.

Seeing the main soul evil spirit inside the Zunhun Banner again, Li Qingfeng knelt on the ground and grabbed the ground with his head.

"Brother Ghost, I want revenge."

"Help me."

"Please."

Li Qingfeng trembled and fell to the ground, closing his eyes tightly.

Tushanjun was at a loss, his face full of astonishment and surprise.

Slightly hesitant.

It’s not that he hesitates to help Li Qingfeng.

They are in the same boat and are in the same boat.

But he didn't expect that Li Qingfeng would do this.

Scholar-officials are arrogant and think that men have gold at their knees.

Scholars would rather break than bend.

As a scholar, Li Qingfeng is undoubtedly proud.

He also has the capital to be proud of, because to be selected as a scholar at this age is definitely an outstanding person.

In the future, he will win the imperial examination, become a Jinshi, or even become the number one scholar.

Become a general and become a prime minister, govern the country and ensure peace, and leave a name in history.

Finally, I draw a happy ending to my life.

Today, he knelt down before ghosts and gods.

Pray to ghosts and gods to help him take revenge.

Don’t ask about the common people, ask about ghosts and gods.

Maybe this is the last resort after having no other choice.

Tu Shanjun helped Li Qingfeng up.

The scarlet ghost eyes have long since concealed all emotions.

He didn't say anything, he just put his hand on Li Qingfeng's shoulder.

Patted.

Li Qingfeng's tears were like digging a dam.

He laughed, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, but he couldn't stop the tears that kept flowing down.

It seems like I can’t wipe it all off.

If you want to take revenge, you need to go to at least one more level, or even two levels.

Having absorbed fifty-two black-armored soldiers and their evil spirits, as well as the new master's soul, there are now one hundred and five ghosts in the Zunhun Banner.

Although the quality is uneven, it has barely managed to make up for the Hundred Ghosts.

Tushanjun's strength has also improved further.
To be continued...