"Only a freshman..." Fu Entao was hit hard. He had been a freshman for many years and had accumulated enough experience, but he was defeated by a freshman.

He leaned on his long sword with one hand and pulled out the iron spear that pierced his thigh with the other hand, bringing out a lot of blood, making him shake for a while.

Shao Chengfeng lost an arm and was nailed to the ground with an iron spear through his abdomen. He struggled to pull out the iron spear, but when he saw Qin Ming turned his head and looked at him, he put down his one arm helplessly.

"The entire patrol team... was wiped out by one person." Shao Chengfeng knew that he could not escape death, and the other party would not be able to leave any survivors anyway.

"He was only a freshman once, why can he be so strong?" Feng Yian wiped the blood foam from his mouth and whispered.

Qin Ming said: "Tell me some news that interests me."

"You are dreaming!" Fu Entao responded very hard. He knew that he would not have a good end, and even bowing his head would not change anything.

On the other side, Feng Yian and Shao Chengfeng had no intention of speaking again.

Usually, they were as cruel as wolves, but if they could survive by begging humbly now, they would not mind lying on the ground and begging for mercy, but that was unrealistic. The two knew that they could not escape death.

"Tell me about the Blood Bamboo Forest." Qin Ming came close to Shao Chengfeng.

Shao Chengfeng said nothing, staring at the night sky with empty eyes. He had begun to review his past, because he knew that his life was about to end.

"You won't tell me, right?" Qin Ming didn't waste any words, and the hatchet in his hand fell down, and with a puff, his body was separated.

Shao Chengfeng opened his eyes wide, and he would not close his eyes until he died. The other party was very decisive and chopped him off without saying a word.

Qin Ming came to deal with the people in the patrol team, and he had no interest in torturing them. Since the other party couldn't get anything out of him, he would just chop them off.

He wanted to see if the other two would give in and let go in this desperate situation of life and death.

Fu Entao's face twitched twice, but his eyes became more fierce. He clenched the long sword in his hand, moved slowly, and was about to attack again.

The second-time reborn who had been rampant in this area for many years was not afraid of the threat of death. After all, he was a ruthless man who fought in the mountains.

On the other side, Feng Yian lay on the ground, and the iron spear pierced from his back and imprisoned him there. He couldn't get up and trembled slightly.

The wind and snow were surging, and Fu Entao rushed over like a human beast, doing his best to swing the most fierce sword light for the last fight.

After the fierce collision, he gasped for breath and was extremely tired. He was really exhausted after fighting until now, but the young man was still full of energy and vigor.

Puff!

After another attack, Fu Entao's right arm was cut off by a knife, and the long sword fell to the ground. He was pale and staggered backwards.

In addition, he had been pierced through one leg by a spear earlier, and he lost his balance after being seriously injured. He knelt on one knee in the snow and gasped for air. His naturally curly long hair was wet and stuck to his head. His face was full of unwillingness and despair.

"Do you have anything to say?" Qin Ming asked.

"Use my own long knife to kill me." Fu Entao was sweating profusely, and his left hand trembled as he covered the wound on his broken arm, but the blood had already dyed half of his body red, and even the snow was red.

"Why do you think I will fulfill your wish?" Qin Ming walked forward with a chopping axe.

"You... want to humiliate me?" Fu Entao struggled to get up.

"You are worthy?" Qin Ming rushed over, and the chopping axe crossed his neck. A head with an unwilling expression flew up, and the body fell to the ground.

Feng Yian lay there with a pale face, struggling to get up, but the iron spear inserted in his body only trembled slightly, and it was difficult to pull it out of the frozen soil.

He felt humiliated because the other party was standing in front of him, with one foot on his head.

"What do you want to tell me?" Qin Ming looked down at him.

Feng Yian clenched his fists, but loosened them powerlessly. He panted heavily and said, "You want to find spiritual creatures? I won't tell you."

Qin Ming exerted a little force on his feet, and his skull made a slight cracking sound, and the bone was partially fractured. The severe pain made Feng Yian's face distorted.

Qin Ming did not hesitate, and directly fell with a knife, beheading him as well, ending the life of this bearded man.

As for where the blood bamboo forest is, just go back and ask Old Man Liu. He had great ambitions when he was young, and often went into the mountains with the older generation of patrol teams. He was very familiar with the distribution of fire springs in the mountains.

On the mountain, there was only the sound of the wind, and there was no harsh sound of swords and guns colliding. This group of patrollers was completely wiped out and was solved by Qin Ming alone.

He whispered: "I killed so many people, and I didn't show any mercy."

Qin Ming stood still and reflected, probably because he didn't regard these people as his own kind, but regarded them as mountain monsters that harmed the villagers.

He began to clean up the battlefield, and the bodies only needed to be thrown down the mountain for "stomach burial". There were all kinds of beasts in the dense forest, and not even bones would be left.

Qin Ming had become thrifty and frugal. He searched for money from Fu Entao, Feng Yian and others. Under the reflection of the fire spring, some brilliant things appeared in his hands - night silver.

This is a coin with much stronger purchasing power than copper coins, and it can be seen when trading in the town.

The coin is round and has a round hole in the center, representing the lack of the sun, so it is called night silver.

Later, Qin Ming found something more valuable - day gold.

It is golden and brilliant, the round coin is perfect, and it looks like a disappearing sun, which carries people's good wishes.

The patrollers carry little day gold with them when they enter the mountains, only eleven in total, but for ordinary people this is already a huge sum of money.

This is not the first time Qin Ming has "picked up" day gold. Before he got the strange disease, he saw several corpses near the crack where he fell. He not only found day gold, but also got a bottle of very precious mineral element.

Day gold is rarely circulated in Yinteng Town, so he never used it, otherwise it would be too eye-catching.

And he has not touched the exquisitely crafted and delicately carved crystal bottle for the time being, because he was reborn on his own after recovering from the illness.

And he doesn't know much about mineral elements, and he needs to understand them in detail to avoid wasting their true value by using them casually.

The most important thing is that the incident in front of him will soon break out, and he'd better keep a low profile as a reborn.

"I have only been reborn once, and I don't have the strength to deal with the patrol team. After this "storm" ferments, if I am reborn for the second time, there will be no problem."

Qin Ming continued to search for spoils on the mountain.

"Excellent armor, long swords that have been tempered for a hundred times, they are all good things!" He sighed inwardly, stroking these armors and weapons, and turned back to bury them in various places in the forest, and then dug them out when they were needed to explore the blood bamboo forest.

He was so simple and unpretentious. He turned everyone from head to toe, and even did not let go of the golden mastiff. He picked it up and wanted to swing his knife to cut off a large piece of dog meat to eat a dog meat hotpot in the wooden house.

He came out in the middle of the night, waited in the forest until the night fog dissipated, and then fought fiercely with the patrol team until now. He was very exhausted and hungry.

But he sighed and gave up, throwing the mastiff in the snow. For the sake of caution, he really couldn't stay here for a long time, and had to clean up the battlefield quickly.

Qin Ming entered a wooden house and found that it was very livable and comfortable. The floor was covered with thick animal skin carpets, there were silver bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, and the knife for cutting barbecue was exquisite and beautiful.

Opening any of the wine jars in that row would give off a rich aroma of wine, which was much better than the spicy old wine in Xu Yueping's house that had been drunk to the bottom.

He didn't get much after searching here, but he did find a sword manual in the wooden house that collapsed due to the fierce battle. The old leather pages were worn and curled.

It can be seen that someone often reads and studies it, and there are even dense notes and annotations, which are not from the same person, with a hint of antiquity.

As he flipped through the book, Qin Ming saw familiar sword styles. Fu Entao's sword skills were only part of the sword manual, and "skylight" and deeper descriptions were mentioned later.

He didn't flip back, but quickly closed it and took it with him. This old leather book was more valuable than those daytime gold.

After Qin Ming searched the place thoroughly, broken gold ripples appeared on his body. As he punched and kicked, the remaining wooden houses exploded one after another.

The wind was very strong now, and the wood chips were immediately rolled up and flew into the air, blowing down the mountain with the storm.

The snow on the ground was rolled up from time to time, mixed with the heavy snow in the sky, and it was difficult to leave any traces at the scene.

"What a pity for my axe." Qin Ming looked at the blade, which had many gaps, densely packed. Although it was made of fine iron, it was not as good as the weapons of the patrol team.

"It can still be used." He found the whetstone here, quickly ground off the gaps, and then re-sharpened the blade. The blade was slightly narrower than before.

Qin Ming brought all the corpses down the mountain and threw them into the dense forest. He saw some beasts appear and drag the corpses away quickly.

As for the four people who were killed by him on the road earlier, when he went to look for them again, he found that there was not even a bone fragment left.

Qin Ming moved the heavy stones away, took out his package from the snow cave, took off his tattered bloodstained coat and armor, and changed into the clean clothes he usually wore.

What should be burned was burned, and what should be buried was buried, including the day gold and the sword manual that he left in the mountains. Soon he disappeared in the dense forest.

Qin Ming returned in a low-key manner dragging a prey. No one knew that this gentle boy who looked no different from usual had just fought a bloody battle.

He boiled a pot of water, and rarely used cold water. He took a comfortable hot bath. His well-proportioned and tall body had a crystal luster and smooth muscle lines. He washed carefully to avoid any odor left after the bloody battle.

Soon after, he appeared in Lu Ze's home.

"Uncle, what kind of meat is this?" Wen Rui came forward.

Qin Ming carried a large piece of fresh meat and smiled, "This is delicious, dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground. Uncle hunted a wild donkey today."

Mainly, he was obsessed with copper pot dog meat. He was quite regretful that he could not eat the golden mastiff. Now he was ready to eat copper pot donkey meat to make up for himself.

Soon there was laughter here.

"Uncle, donkey meat is really delicious!"

In front of the steaming copper pot, the wounded Lu Ze said: "Xiao Qin, you have laid a golden foundation, and it's time to carefully consider the second rebirth."

Qin Ming nodded and said: "Don't worry, Brother Lu, I know what I'm doing."

After dinner, he returned home, thinking about how to ask Old Man Liu inconspicuously, wanting to find out about the blood bamboo forest.

If he could have a second rebirth early, he naturally didn't want to delay it, and wanted to go to the mysterious blood bamboo forest as soon as possible.

"Only a freshman..." Fu Entao was hit hard. He had been a freshman for many years and had accumulated enough experience, but he was defeated by a freshman.

He leaned on his long sword with one hand and pulled out the iron spear that pierced his thigh with the other hand, bringing out a lot of blood, making him shake for a while.

Shao Chengfeng lost an arm and was nailed to the ground with an iron spear through his abdomen. He struggled to pull out the iron spear, but when he saw Qin Ming turned his head and looked at him, he put down his one arm helplessly.

"The entire patrol team... was wiped out by one person." Shao Chengfeng knew that he could not escape death, and the other party would not be able to leave any survivors anyway.

"He was only a freshman once, why can he be so strong?" Feng Yian wiped the blood foam from his mouth and whispered.

Qin Ming said: "Tell me some news that interests me."

"You are dreaming!" Fu Entao responded very hard. He knew that he would not have a good end, and even bowing his head would not change anything.

On the other side, Feng Yian and Shao Chengfeng had no intention of speaking again.

Usually, they were as cruel as wolves, but if they could survive by begging humbly now, they would not mind lying on the ground and begging for mercy, but that was unrealistic. The two knew that they could not escape death.

"Tell me about the Blood Bamboo Forest." Qin Ming came close to Shao Chengfeng.

Shao Chengfeng said nothing, staring at the night sky with empty eyes. He had begun to review his past, because he knew that his life was about to end.

"You won't tell me, right?" Qin Ming didn't waste any words, and the hatchet in his hand fell down, and with a puff, his body was separated.

Shao Chengfeng opened his eyes wide, and he would not close his eyes until he died. The other party was very decisive and chopped him off without saying a word.

Qin Ming came to deal with the people in the patrol team, and he had no interest in torturing them. Since the other party couldn't get anything out of him, he would just chop them off.

He wanted to see if the other two would give in and let go in this desperate situation of life and death.

Fu Entao's face twitched twice, but his eyes became more fierce. He clenched the long sword in his hand, moved slowly, and was about to attack again.

The second-time reborn who had been rampant in this area for many years was not afraid of the threat of death. After all, he was a ruthless man who fought in the mountains.

On the other side, Feng Yian lay on the ground, and the iron spear pierced from his back and imprisoned him there. He couldn't get up and trembled slightly.

The wind and snow were surging, and Fu Entao rushed over like a human beast, doing his best to swing the most fierce sword light for the last fight.

After the fierce collision, he gasped for breath and was extremely tired. He was really exhausted after fighting until now, but the young man was still full of energy and vigor.

Puff!

After another attack, Fu Entao's right arm was cut off by a knife, and the long sword fell to the ground. He was pale and staggered backwards.

In addition, he had been pierced through one leg by a spear earlier, and he lost his balance after being seriously injured. He knelt on one knee in the snow and gasped for air. His naturally curly long hair was wet and stuck to his head. His face was full of unwillingness and despair.

"Do you have anything to say?" Qin Ming asked.

"Use my own long knife to kill me." Fu Entao was sweating profusely, and his left hand trembled as he covered the wound on his broken arm, but the blood had already dyed half of his body red, and even the snow was red.

"Why do you think I will fulfill your wish?" Qin Ming walked forward with a chopping axe.

"You... want to humiliate me?" Fu Entao struggled to get up.

"You are worthy?" Qin Ming rushed over, and the chopping axe crossed his neck. A head with an unwilling expression flew up, and the body fell to the ground.

Feng Yian lay there with a pale face, struggling to get up, but the iron spear inserted in his body only trembled slightly, and it was difficult to pull it out of the frozen soil.

He felt humiliated because the other party was standing in front of him, with one foot on his head.

"What do you want to tell me?" Qin Ming looked down at him.

Feng Yian clenched his fists, but loosened them powerlessly. He panted heavily and said, "You want to find spiritual creatures? I won't tell you."

Qin Ming exerted a little force on his feet, and his skull made a slight cracking sound, and the bone was partially fractured. The severe pain made Feng Yian's face distorted.

Qin Ming did not hesitate, and directly fell with a knife, beheading him as well, ending the life of this bearded man.

As for where the blood bamboo forest is, just go back and ask Old Man Liu. He had great ambitions when he was young, and often went into the mountains with the older generation of patrol teams. He was very familiar with the distribution of fire springs in the mountains.

On the mountain, there was only the sound of the wind, and there was no harsh sound of swords and guns colliding. This group of patrollers was completely wiped out and was solved by Qin Ming alone.

He whispered: "I killed so many people, and I didn't show any mercy."

Qin Ming stood still and reflected, probably because he didn't regard these people as his own kind, but regarded them as mountain monsters that harmed the villagers.

He began to clean up the battlefield, and the bodies only needed to be thrown down the mountain for "stomach burial". There were all kinds of beasts in the dense forest, and not even bones would be left.

Qin Ming had become thrifty and frugal. He searched for money from Fu Entao, Feng Yian and others. Under the reflection of the fire spring, some brilliant things appeared in his hands - night silver.

This is a coin with much stronger purchasing power than copper coins, and it can be seen when trading in the town.

The coin is round and has a round hole in the center, representing the lack of the sun, so it is called night silver.

Later, Qin Ming found something more valuable - day gold.

It is golden and brilliant, the round coin is perfect, and it looks like a disappearing sun, which carries people's good wishes.

The patrollers carry little day gold with them when they enter the mountains, only eleven in total, but for ordinary people this is already a huge sum of money.

This is not the first time Qin Ming has "picked up" day gold. Before he got the strange disease, he saw several corpses near the crack where he fell. He not only found day gold, but also got a bottle of very precious mineral element.

Day gold is rarely circulated in Yinteng Town, so he never used it, otherwise it would be too eye-catching.

And he has not touched the exquisitely crafted and delicately carved crystal bottle for the time being, because he was reborn on his own after recovering from the illness.

And he doesn't know much about mineral elements, and he needs to understand them in detail to avoid wasting their true value by using them casually.

The most important thing is that the incident in front of him will soon break out, and he'd better keep a low profile as a reborn.

"I have only been reborn once, and I don't have the strength to deal with the patrol team. After this "storm" ferments, if I am reborn for the second time, there will be no problem."

Qin Ming continued to search for spoils on the mountain.

"Excellent armor, long swords that have been tempered for a hundred times, they are all good things!" He sighed inwardly, stroking these armors and weapons, and turned back to bury them in various places in the forest, and then dug them out when they were needed to explore the blood bamboo forest.

He was so simple and unpretentious. He turned everyone from head to toe, and even did not let go of the golden mastiff. He picked it up and wanted to swing his knife to cut off a large piece of dog meat to eat a dog meat hotpot in the wooden house.

He came out in the middle of the night, waited in the forest until the night fog dissipated, and then fought fiercely with the patrol team until now. He was very exhausted and hungry.

But he sighed and gave up, throwing the mastiff in the snow. For the sake of caution, he really couldn't stay here for a long time, and had to clean up the battlefield quickly.

Qin Ming entered a wooden house and found that it was very livable and comfortable. The floor was covered with thick animal skin carpets, there were silver bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, and the knife for cutting barbecue was exquisite and beautiful.

Opening any of the wine jars in that row would give off a rich aroma of wine, which was much better than the spicy old wine in Xu Yueping's house that had been drunk to the bottom.

He didn't get much after searching here, but he did find a sword manual in the wooden house that collapsed due to the fierce battle. The old leather pages were worn and curled.

It can be seen that someone often reads and studies it, and there are even dense notes and annotations, which are not from the same person, with a hint of antiquity.

As he flipped through the book, Qin Ming saw familiar sword styles. Fu Entao's sword skills were only part of the sword manual, and "skylight" and deeper descriptions were mentioned later.

He didn't flip back, but quickly closed it and took it with him. This old leather book was more valuable than those daytime gold.

After Qin Ming searched the place thoroughly, broken gold ripples appeared on his body. As he punched and kicked, the remaining wooden houses exploded one after another.

The wind was very strong now, and the wood chips were immediately rolled up and flew into the air, blowing down the mountain with the storm.

The snow on the ground was rolled up from time to time, mixed with the heavy snow in the sky, and it was difficult to leave any traces at the scene.

"What a pity for my axe." Qin Ming looked at the blade, which had many gaps, densely packed. Although it was made of fine iron, it was not as good as the weapons of the patrol team.

"It can still be used." He found the whetstone here, quickly ground off the gaps, and then re-sharpened the blade. The blade was slightly narrower than before.

Qin Ming brought all the corpses down the mountain and threw them into the dense forest. He saw some beasts appear and drag the corpses away quickly.

As for the four people who were killed by him on the road earlier, when he went to look for them again, he found that there was not even a bone fragment left.

Qin Ming moved the heavy stones away, took out his package from the snow cave, took off his tattered bloodstained coat and armor, and changed into the clean clothes he usually wore.

What should be burned was burned, and what should be buried was buried, including the day gold and the sword manual that he left in the mountains. Soon he disappeared in the dense forest.

Qin Ming returned in a low-key manner dragging a prey. No one knew that this gentle boy who looked no different from usual had just fought a bloody battle.

He boiled a pot of water, and rarely used cold water. He took a comfortable hot bath. His well-proportioned and tall body had a crystal luster and smooth muscle lines. He washed carefully to avoid any odor left after the bloody battle.

Soon after, he appeared in Lu Ze's home.

"Uncle, what kind of meat is this?" Wen Rui came forward.

Qin Ming carried a large piece of fresh meat and smiled, "This is delicious, dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground. Uncle hunted a wild donkey today."

Mainly, he was obsessed with copper pot dog meat. He was quite regretful that he could not eat the golden mastiff. Now he was ready to eat copper pot donkey meat to make up for himself.

Soon there was laughter here.

"Uncle, donkey meat is really delicious!"

In front of the steaming copper pot, the wounded Lu Ze said: "Xiao Qin, you have laid a golden foundation, and it's time to carefully consider the second rebirth."

Qin Ming nodded and said: "Don't worry, Brother Lu, I know what I'm doing."

After dinner, he returned home, thinking about how to ask Old Man Liu inconspicuously, wanting to find out about the blood bamboo forest.

If he could have a second rebirth early, he naturally didn't want to delay it, and wanted to go to the mysterious blood bamboo forest as soon as possible.