Origin Qi Resurrection: I rely on talismans to cultivate immortality

"Children, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. I'm not your father. Do you still remember who your mother is?"

Faced with the middle-aged man's question, the little boy looked at him with a puzzled look and shook his head. There was no other way, the middle-aged man could only ask again:"Then do you know what your name is?"

The little boy shook his head again.

This is not easy to handle. How come he doesn't know if he has lost his mind after asking three questions? The middle-aged man wanted to see if there were any obvious wounds on his head, but found that his head was intact. It's intact, either he's pretending or he really has amnesia, and it doesn't look like he can fake it.

There's no way.

The middle-aged man can only say:"In this case, kid, you just follow me during this period, I think I'll help you get your memory back in three days. If you can't get it back within three days, then you'll have to leave."

Although the child didn't fully understand what the middle-aged man meant, he probably understood that the middle-aged man seemed to accept him.

So he smiled and hugged him:"Dad is so kind."

But the middle-aged man interrupted in time

"Alas, alas, wait, let me repeat it again, I am not your dad, so don’t call me dad, okay?

The little boy asked in confusion:"Then what should I call you?""

After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged man said solemnly:"Call me Uncle Bai."

"Got it, Uncle Bai."

Uncle Bai nodded after getting a serious reply from the little boy. This kid is pretty good and quite obedient.

But then again, what should I call him? This kid seems to have forgotten his own name.

Uncle Bai After thinking for a moment, I finally remembered a human life. How about I call you Xiao Jiang?

Although the little boy doesn’t understand, he is very happy now that he has been given a name.

"Um!"

Okay, from now on we will call these two people Uncle Bai and Xiao Jiang.

After about a while,

Uncle Bai's legs are almost healed and he can stand up and walk around. Although there is still a little bit left, but at least it's pretty good. Running.

At this time, dumb one and dumb two also came with food. It was a bowl of red soup, which looked like blood, but Uncle Bai smelled it and found that it was not blood, so he boldly tasted it. I also gave Xiao Jiang a sip.

The taste was not very good and it was very hard to drink. But at least there was something to eat, so it was pretty good. Uncle Bai was not picky.

But after eating this bowl of soup,

Uncle Bai always felt a little irritable. An unknown fire was burning in his heart. He didn't like anyone. Looking at the well-behaved little Jiang, he even felt like beating him up.

No, what's going on?

Is there something wrong with the soup he drank ? ?

But Uncle Bai looked at the well-behaved little Jiang and gave up the idea. After all, such a child was not affected. How could something go wrong with him as an adult?

"I'm really crazy..."

Before Uncle Bai could think of a way to solve this problem, the barbarian who captured him walked in again.

After making gestures for a while, Du Yi and Du Er let him understand the situation.

"Okay, your legs should be completely healed. There is still a tough battle waiting for you. Don't die, let's go."

Although Uncle Bai felt very unhappy, he still didn't dare to resist.

He stood up and moved around. He was excited to find that his body had really recovered and his legs were no longer sore.

He followed the barbarian out of the pig pen. As soon as he went out, Uncle Bai I looked back and found that there were many similar pig pens around me, but there were no people in them.

Huh?

It seems that people are often caught in this place...

Uncle Bai thought to himself, and followed the barbarian out. In the hut, the little boy also followed.

Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

The barbarians also specially put a wooden shackle on Uncle Bai to lock him so that he could not move freely.

Only then did Uncle Bai agree to follow him obediently.

Walk out In the hut, Uncle Bai saw that the surrounding area was a small village. The population was not dense, but it could be considered a rudiment of civilization, and the people coming and going were harmonious.

Looking at Uncle Bai with different skin colors, they also seemed not to be surprised.

Look. It looked like he had seen people like me many times...

I didn't have time to think about it.

Uncle Bai was taken by the barbarian to a huge building carved from stone. It looked very beautiful, and was different from the dilapidated and shabby stone houses outside. Completely different.

The style is like a duel field.

In fact, this is really a duel field. Uncle Bai was taken to a waiting room by the barbarians. There were empty weapon racks here. It seemed that Uncle Bai was not prepared to let him Use weapons to fight.

Only then did the barbarians take off Uncle Bai's shackles.

He began to explain the rules:"This is the Shura Arena of our Shura clan. It specializes in screening powerful warriors. If you win, we will win, no matter what race you are." We rely on the blood relics to trade with us. We can exchange the blood relics for our clan’s unique secrets and fighting skills. If it’s enough, it’s not impossible to exchange blood and become a member of our clan. But we have only one request, no matter what the cost. , in the fighting arena, defeat your opponent in an upright manner and cut off the enemy's head!"

Looking at Uncle Bai's thoughtful look.

The barbarian explained:"You don't have to worry too much. We won't arrange a completely unreasonable match. Because this is your first time fighting, the opponent we arrange for you is also unreasonable. It will be very strong, but whether you can survive or not depends on you."

After that, he turned around and left.

Without giving Uncle Bai a chance to ask more questions, he closed the iron gate so that Uncle Bai had no other choice but to go out to fight through the main entrance.

But before leaving, the barbarian reminded He said:"But don't worry, as long as you are not dead, that brat doesn't have to go to the arena."

Then, he disappeared.

Only Uncle Bai was left sitting there in a daze.

Looking at the back of the barbarian leaving, Uncle Bai wanted to cry but had no tears.

"What are you doing, this fucking world?"

Originally, he was a happy-go-lucky person who had no intention of risking his life. When something happened, the first thing he thought about was how to escape, and he didn't want to argue with others.

But the current situation is like this.

The rules here force him to He had to fight to the death with others like a gladiator. This was completely contrary to his theory, but he had to bow his head under the roof.

With his strength, a man in his forties or fifty years old.Does he really have the power to kill?

Before he could think about it, the door in front opened, and Uncle Bai also realized that the battle was about to begin.…

"Forget it, let it go as it goes, fight if you can win, delay if you can't win, and suddenly you regret coming to this hellish place. If you hadn't escaped from that cesspit, there wouldn't be such a bad thing."

But there was no way, there was no turning back when he fired his bow.

Uncle Bai walked along the corridor, walked out of the lounge, and entered the fighting arena.

As soon as he entered the fighting arena, he found that the environment here was a little different from what he thought. He saw it from the observation deck here There were very few people, most of them were middle-aged and elderly, and there were not even a few young people.

There were even people carrying porcelain rice bowls, ready to eat while watching.

And on the rostrum, there were no taboos. You could sit casually, and there were several The Shura child was still sitting on the rostrum, holding farmer Sanquan's water bottle in his hand.

Although they were curious about where this thing came from, they had no time to think about it.

Because his opponent also entered the field, but It looks a little unreliable...