Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 11 11. Too weak!

The thirtieth day in the deduction.

An Le woke up early from the bed, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

"Finally, the day has come."

In fact, he didn't sleep much last night.

Anyone who knows that the next day is their own death day, shouldn't be able to sleep peacefully, right?
An Le has been thinking about how to break the situation every day these days.

Escaping is undoubtedly a dead end.

Fleeing to the forest with [The Man Abandoned by Heaven] may die faster.

He had a vague feeling that there was a more terrifying danger hidden in the wilderness outside the village than monsters.

Without more than [-]% certainty, he would never risk leaving the village.

On the other hand, with Anle's current strength, defeating the monster head-on is undoubtedly a dream.

Just his observations.

I'm afraid that the whole village is not enough to kill that white-haired monster alone.

"This life is likely to be confessed."

"However, you can't die in vain, at least you have to get some new information."

An Le had made up her mind long ago, and rubbed her face vigorously to think about it.

"Perhaps...you can still find a tricky way?"

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"Lin Bo, it's not good!"

An Le ran back from the door in a hurry, with a very anxious expression, not like a fake.

"There seems to be a monster with white hair and a human face on its chest outside the village!"

"It's wandering in the jungle outside."

Lin Shanbai, who was sharpening the hunting knife, suddenly changed his expression.

"Keng" sound.

The hunting knife came out of his hand and fell to the ground.

The old Orion was horrified, no longer calm as usual, and said to himself: "How could it be..."

"It shouldn't have come at this time."

Lin Shanbai never doubted that An Le would lie to him.

Not to mention the life during this time, he has some understanding of An Le's character.

It is impossible for someone who has never seen the appearance and characteristics of the monster to describe it in such detail.

"Lin Bo, do you recognize it?"

An Le immediately asked in "surprise".

"Has it been in the village before?"

The old hunter didn't answer his question, but stood up, bent down and picked up the hunting knife on the ground.

His hands trembled slightly, and he couldn't hold it steady for a moment.

An Le understood his gaffe very well.

Only by facing the monsters in person can we understand the suffocation of the fierce spirit and the huge gap between the levels of life.

This also seems to be able to explain from the side——

Isn't Lin Shanbai an outsider who hides his identity?

"follow me."

With a stern face, the old Orion walked quickly back to his bedroom with An Le.

As soon as I entered the door, a pungent herbal smell hit my face.

An Le glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

He saw a lot of ground medicinal residues of Qianmai Cao, and several kinds of medicinal materials that he didn't recognize.

What are so many medicines for?
squeak-

The sound of pushing away the wooden board interrupted An Le's thoughts.

Beside Lin Shanbai's bed, a tunnel suddenly appeared.

It's dark, and I don't know where it leads.

The old Orion said to Anle: "Take the guy and escape, the farther the better!"

"Never come back."

According to what he said, this tunnel can escape from Chenjia Village and go to a farther place?

Ke Anle didn't run away immediately, but turned around and asked.

"What about you, Lin Bo?

Lin Shanbai smiled miserably, with frustration clearly written on his face.

"I can't escape, I can't escape for the rest of my life."

Before An Le could ask again, Lin Shanbai pushed him into the tunnel, then "clanged" to cover the wooden board, and finally put a heavy object on it.

He said sharply: "If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave. Go!"

Then, footsteps went away.

Standing in the tunnel, An Le clenched his fists.

Even though he knew that this was just a deduction, he still felt a sense of powerlessness and unwillingness to be weak.

"Still too weak."

"If, I am strong enough..."

However, An Le's mind is not what it used to be.

After a brief moment of sadness, he walked down the tunnel to the depths.

This secret path is deep and long, and I don't know how long it took.

When he walked to Anle, his legs and feet were sore and swollen, and finally there was a sliver of fresh air in front of him.

"It's time for the exit!"

An Le's heart was a little cheered up, she raised her spirits, and quickened her pace.

The tunnel exit was covered by dense vines, revealing some faint light.

Pulling away the vines, An Le walked out, just wanting to see the outside world.

next second.

Biting cold hit.

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【you are dead. 】

An Le stared blankly at the words on the panel, but hadn't recovered from the shock of being killed suddenly.

"How did I die?"

He didn't think about it for a long time.

It is certain that this is not a trap set by Lin Shanbai.

If the old Orion wants to kill himself, where does he need to be so troublesome?
There is a high probability that he does not know that there is a deadly danger hidden in the tunnel exit.

After calming down, An Le silently accepted the legacy of this deduction.

The cold spiritual power gathered in the dantian, which was a little more condensed than before.

Moreover, An Le has not stopped practicing sword skills for a month.

These memories, engraved in his body and muscles, are extremely real and proficient.

An Le suddenly realized something.

This physical deduction, apart from the acquisition of entries, is itself a magic weapon for practicing!
As long as he can live long enough, coupled with sufficient nutrition, he can greatly increase the speed of practice.

It's a pity that the existence of "The Man Abandoned by Heaven" is destined to make An Le suffer a lot of fate.

******
For the next five days.

An Le has been trying to avoid the inevitable ending in the deduction.

However, his poor luck seems to have run out.

In these five deductions, not to mention turning things around on the last day, none of them even survived a week.

The good news is.

After unremitting efforts.

[Jianghu Knife Technique] has been upgraded from "beginner" to "mastery."

The realm also goes from the first level of Qi training to the second level of Qi training.

It is a small improvement.

However, An Le clearly felt that with the increase in the total amount of spiritual energy, the efficiency of his body absorbing spiritual energy has decreased compared to before.

This should be the disadvantage of not having any exercises.

It is impossible to refine the spiritual power in the normal way, all relying on the [body of Yunling spirit], the efficiency cannot be too high.

But the key is.

"Where can I find a cultivation technique?"

Standing at the door of the house, An Le looked up at the sky with a gloomy expression.

Others cultivating immortals can easily join a sect, at least there is an introductory technique.

Why did the style of painting change when I came to him?
Today Lin Shanbai decided to take a day off, so An Le had the time to sigh here.

To be honest, An Le also felt the need to give herself a day off.

Traveling so far, his nerves are almost in a tense state.

Apart from exercising and hunting every day, I never had a good rest.

If things go on like this, I am afraid that something will go wrong psychologically.

When she was a planner in a game company, An Le saw many colleagues leave because of too much work pressure.

There is no compensation for sudden death in this world.

With a relaxed mind, An Le wandered around the village.

Chenjiacun says it's not big, it's not small.

Next to the houses where the villagers live, there is a lush farmland, and the newly planted crops are just sprouting.

There is also a small river running through the village for the villagers to fetch water.

Whether it is irrigation, drinking, bathing, or washing clothes, it is inseparable from it.

Really want to talk.

There are mountains and rivers in Chenjia Village, and the environment is pleasant. It has a kind of beauty of Xiaojiabiyu.

Anle walks briskly and is in a happy mood, appreciating the scenery that is usually neglected.

However, the fishy smell wafting from not far away spoiled this beauty in the blink of an eye.

On the bank of a small river, a bit downstream.

Four or five women in the village rolled up their sleeves, exposed their arms, and chatted while washing the urinal, which was very lively.

Noticing An Le's gaze, a village woman shouted.

"Little brother, what are you looking at there!"

"Could it be a sister who fell in love with?"

(End of this chapter)