At the same time as the voice sounded, the girl's hand was held, and her head was only a few centimeters away from the stone wall.
She turned her head and said in surprise: "Benefactor! You...didn't you take the other two sisters to leave the island? Why are you still here?"
"What, if you leave, you can't come back?"
Yang Mu replied while squatting down to check the old man's injuries.
"No internal organs were damaged, it's a small problem. Your grandfather can live for at least another twenty or thirty years!"
Yang Mu took out a pill and fed it into the old man's mouth.
The old man's breathing soon calmed down, and his pale face gradually turned rosy.
"This elixir..."
The girl was stunned.
She naturally knows that there are many magical elixirs in the world.
According to legend, some elixirs are even claimed to be able to bring the dead back to life. The elixir that the other party is taking for his grandfather, although he does not know the price, is definitely beyond his imagination!
Then, she looked behind Yang Mu doubtfully.
A little child was tied behind Yang Mu with a sling, sleeping peacefully and sweetly.
He Gaoming and others were startled by Yang Mu's sudden appearance. When Liu Yun called Yang Mu his benefactor, they were almost frightened to death!
As far as they knew, the guy who was captured earlier did have another accomplice!
Could it be this person in front of me?
Although I don’t know the specific strength, but since I dare to provoke the Tuoluo Cult, I know after thinking about it that I and others can’t defeat him!
Seeing Yang Mu casually take out a pill of unimaginable value and give it to the old man to take, they were even more sure that the other man was a big shot that they could not match!
He Gaoming took two steps back, then cautiously moved quickly towards the door!
"You are quite selfish. If you want to escape, why don't you call the minions under you?"
Yang Mu stood up and looked at He Gaoming who had already arrived at the door.
At this time, the others realized that He Gaoming wanted to escape alone, and they were all very angry, but it was obviously pointless to be angry at the moment, and escaping was the most important thing!
"run!"
I don't know who shouted first, and everyone ran towards the door like crazy.
He Gaoming took the lead and when he saw that he had already rushed out of the door, he fell face down to the ground with a thud.
The people behind him just thought he tripped over something in a hurry, and immediately stepped over him. However, the next few people were exactly the same. As soon as they rushed out of the door, their bodies seemed to be frozen, and then they were carried away by inertia.
He fell to the ground!
"Run! Why don't you run?"
Yang Mu looked at the people who stopped and said coldly.
The remaining people's faces were full of horror. Even the fools had already understood that the strange scene in front of them was because of Yang Mu!
"Spare your life! Sir, spare your life, we are all forced! If we don't do that, the people of the Tudor Cult will never let us go!"
"Yes, sir! Besides, we have been living here for generations, how can we just leave at will?"
"Yes! That's right! We are living well here, so why would we suddenly run away for our lives? Wouldn't that mean we become refugees?"
…
Several people knelt down and begged for mercy, hoping that Yang Mu could spare their lives.
"Are you living well? You are living well! A bunch of girls in the village were snatched away, but you are living with peace of mind! I guess you are still blaming them in your heart, thinking that they should not come back and destroy your peace.
day?"
Yang Mu sneered.
Several people met Yang Mu's sharp gaze and lowered their heads. This was indeed what they were thinking in their hearts.
"For your peace, first you have to risk the lives of a group of young girls, and later, you have to risk the lives of my friends as well?" Yang Mu sneered.
One of them said bravely: "We just want to live. If not, we would never do anything to hurt others! We are not actually bad people!"
"Grand-sounding!"
Yang Mu laughed angrily, walked up to the man, and slapped him on the head!
Bang!
The man's head split open like a watermelon and fell straight to the ground.
"You just wanted to mess with her, so let me ask you, did she threaten your lives?" Yang Mu pointed at Liu Yun.
"I'll fight with you!" One of them suddenly took out a knife and rushed towards Yang Mu.
Seeing this, the others scattered, apparently thinking that since there was no way out through that door, it might be a good idea to climb over the wall and leave!
Bang! Bang! Bang——
Within a few breaths, those who had just tried to fight back or run for their lives turned into cold corpses lying on the ground.
Liu Yun couldn't help but said: "Sir, what are your plans next?"
She was a little curious as to whether this person would choose to escape alone or rescue his captured companion.
"Digging the grave!" Yang Mu replied.
"??" Liu Yun slowly put a question mark on her forehead. This answer was something she didn't expect at first.
Yang Mu was not joking with her, but he really planned to dig the grave of the previous leader of the Tudor Sect!
Guo Chongding had said before that there might be something good buried with him in a place like this, but he felt that it would be a bit unethical to dig into someone's ancestral grave without any injustice or enmity.
As for now, he only hopes that he can really gain something from it.
Before coming over, he briefly visited the small town on the shore, but was disappointed.
Or it can be said that as he expected, even in the world of mountains and seas, there is nothing good that can be found in a medicinal store in a remote town like this!
When we came to the tomb of the Tudor Sect again, the bodies of the previous guards had been taken away and replaced by another group of guards to guard the place.
Unless the leader of the Tuolu Sect was personally guarding here, these people obviously could not bring any hindrance to Yang Mu, and he could easily enter the tomb!
In just a few minutes, he arrived at the main tomb where the coffins were placed.
Surrounding the tomb were boxes of gold and silver treasures, as well as some grave goods that were obviously valuable at first glance, such as chess, calligraphy and paintings.
"Why are there no elixirs or elixir-making materials?"
Yang Mu's face was full of disappointment.
But if you think about it carefully, there is no reason why elixirs and alchemy materials should be used as funerary objects.
He walked to the coffin made of the finest spiritual stone in the center of the tomb and opened the coffin lid.
The corpse inside has obviously been specially treated. Although there are some signs of decay after many years, the overall body is still extremely well preserved.
The corpse was wearing black soft armor with a gold vest inside the soft armor. There was an ancient sword beside him, and a fragrant orb embedded in the mouth.
Yang Mu took out the sword from the coffin, and then took out his own Chixiao Sword, and slashed it. With a clang, he saw a tiny chip on the blade of the sword taken out of the coffin!
After the collision with the Red Sky Sword, it was not cut off directly, but there was only such a small gap, which can already be called a "treasure sword".
But for Yang Mu today, this "sword" has no meaning.
At this moment, he noticed that besides himself, there were some other quite clear footprints on the ground. It should be that someone had been there not long ago.
"Has your son just come to see you?"
Yang Mu muttered to the corpse in the coffin.
Then, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
"Wait! Why didn't his footprints go towards the coffin, but..."
Yang Mu's eyes were bright, and he followed the footprints on the ground and soon came to the wall behind the coffin!