Chapter 136

"Oh, damn it, Bucher, can you do it a little lighter?" Zhao Mai was awakened by the tongue of grain reserves when he was having a wet dream. There were bodies all over the place, but there was not much smell of blood. It seemed that the sand and the mountains were constantly absorbing something from the bodies. This is also good, temporarily won't lead to other monsters, their state has been unable to withstand another attack.

In addition to Zhao Mai and Bucher, there are two others who are tenacious. One is still in a coma, lying upright beside Zhao Mai, and may wake up at any time. The other is actually the "grandfather" of the leader of the sand robber.

"What should we do now?" Bucher frowned, still not very clear. This is what psionic powers are like. They are like maggots of tarsal bones. They never stop until they reach their goals. Most of the time, psychic powers use the power of the "host" to complete their work, so once they are attacked, it is difficult to remove them by themselves.

"Bucher, please collect the supplies from them and see what can be used." Zhao Mai probably saw his friend's dilemma. Although he was not sure which spell caused it, it didn't affect his decision. Just after Bucher turned and left for a few steps, Zhao Mai inserted the dagger into the eyes of the halfling and went straight into his head.

It's easier and safer than looking for a heart in the space between the ribs.

When the service goal of psionic powers is gone, time will help Bucher to free himself from the spell.

"Well, I'm dead, too." My grandfather gave a bitter smile and looked down at the wound in his chest and abdomen. Now the blood has become very thick, the color has become like ink, like the color of crow feathers, the color of death emissary.

Zhao Mai looked at him and raised his hand to cast a healing spell for himself and the grain reserve, which slowed down the spirit. The magic light on his hand and the wound of rapid recovery make "grandfather" very excited. Her eyes were filled with longing, just as a traveler who had been in drought saw a clear stream.

Zhao Mai took the giant toothed beast in his arms and sat in front of him. "Want to live?"

"Of course!" The head of the sand robber straightened up and struggled to suppress his heavy breathing. "Who doesn't want to live?"

"Even if this is a sad, hopeless, cruel world, do you want to continue to live?" Zhao Mai tilted his head to look at his wound and pretended to understand it very well. He said, "OK, but there's no difference between the treatment now and the treatment later. I can't guarantee that I can cure you. And the biggest problem is that I feel sick every time I use a spell, so you need to give me a reason to cure you. "

"You're going to tyre. I can take you. I can tell you where there is water and where there is a safe hotel along the way. " Grandfather said quickly.

"The two of us can come out of the endless sea of sand, or we can continue to go on without you. So... " Zhao Mai's eyes were calm, not moved at all. He said in a stubborn voice like a stone, "what else?"

"I I also have money, steel coins, which are found from desert ruins. They are quite valuable. More than 200 pieces, all for you! You can immediately become a millionaire, a slave owner, or an official of tyre, a Templar! I also know the high-level Templar of tyre. He is my nephew. I can introduce him to you. I can save you a lot of trouble! "

If there is a cold hell in the world, then Zhao Mai's voice is like this: "is there any more?"

"I..." My grandfather growled from his throat, like an exasperated mastiff. His eyes were red, and anger, reluctance and humiliation welled up in his heart, accompanied by a black blood gushing from his stomach.

"I know you have doubts about me, which is very common in the desert. I have a map to help me find the way. Do you think I'll always carry a map to cheat people? "

"You have a point. No one will do that unless there is a plan." Zhao Mai stood up and the magic light was shining on his left hand. When he came to "grandfather", Zhao Mai put his hand on his shoulder. "Why did you deliberately send Mantis people to attack me?"

"Ah, because..." As soon as the head of the sand robber said a few words, he felt a sudden light in front of his eyes, and then there was a chill in his chest. Zhao Mai covered his eyes with the palm of his shining hand, and then stabbed the blade of the giant toothed beast into his heart.

"Although I think you're right and it's always a disaster to keep him, you're still so young. Let me do the killing."

Zhao Mai drew out the blade of the gun and looked at Bucher with some surprise: "do you think it's bad for me to do this?"

"Right" and "good" are often not the same thing, Zhao Mai can hear the difference between the two.

"Because you are still young, I think you always travel by yourself. Besides dogs, you don't have too many fetters. It's easy to lose yourself and fall into the joy of killing. I've met a lot of young guys, most of whom are younger than you, of course. Many of them end up killing grass. "

"Oh, I won't do that. In fact, far away, I have a home. If it wasn't for the guy who hit us with an aeroplane, now I might be playing with my parents, younger brothers and sisters." Zhao Mai wiped the blade of his gun and said to Bucher, "I always remind myself to be kind to others, but there are always people who bully me. For such people, I have to force myself to resist. I don't feel the joy of killing people. I'm just afraid that if I don't do it, I won't have a chance to go back. ""If you have a home, you have a home." Bucher said: "however, when it comes to killing people, I'd better leave it to me. I'm already standing in the mud of blood, so I don't have to be clean."

"I think you're out of the mud, really." Zhao Mai began to inspect the booty.

Bucher took out everyone's pockets and put the things together. "Hey, Mike, I found two books on a halfling. He's still a wizard!"

"Let me see." Zhao Mai took books. One of them was a diary, which was also used as an account book. It didn't help them for the time being. The other one is very interesting. It's actually a guide to the cultivation of psychic powers.

"Can you read it?" Bucher had just turned it over himself, and the words on it were like a letter from heaven to him. There are too many secrets hidden in his companions. He gradually decided that he was on a space trip and that it would never be gallion.

"Yes, I can read it. It's a psionic manual. It's all the tricks of halflings." Zhao Mai put down his book and decided to confess everything to Bucher. "I'm a space traveler, and neither this planet atas nor your hometown, grayion, is my hometown. I'm not strong in myself. I rely on the deformed car for all my space travel. So if you want to go back, you have to find a way to dig out the car. "

"Go back, are you kidding?" Bucher burst out laughing: "I had to hide in the north because of my bad reputation, and then hide in the valley because of kelmanga. I'm finally free now. It's a new world, isn't it, ATTAS? ATTAS, that's a good name

"What happened to kelmanga?" Zhao Mai asked curiously.

"When I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll tell you." Butcher patted the dust off his hand and picked up a rag to wipe his sword. "Don't worry. I'll help you dig out your car. I'll help you wherever you go. But in exchange, you have to teach me the local language, and you have to teach me the skill of a halfling. "

"You mean psychic powers?" Zhao Mai looked at the book in his hand and scratched his head: "first of all, I'm not sure I can fully understand it, and I don't know if foreigners like you and me can learn local powers. But at least I can translate it to you completely, and it's no problem to teach you the local language. "

"That's settled." Bucher took the sword back from its scabbard and pointed to the corpse on the ground: "here, I'll show you how to pick things from the corpse. Our clothes, our shoes and all our make-up have to be the same as the local people. "

"I think so, too." Zhao Mai nodded: "we're going to tyre, one of the biggest cities here. It's very important to do as the Romans do. From now on, I will gradually teach you the local language, starting with simple words. "

In this way, one teaches, one learns and the other cleans the battlefield. They found the map on the white robed sand robber, and they found the psiterite in the mantis, which will be very helpful for them to develop their psionic powers. Then they gathered all the supplies of more than ten people, put on suitable clothes and equipment, kept talking in the local language, and set foot on the road to tyre.