Chapter 11: A Hint of Guilt

The short-handled battle axe silently disappeared into Gu Ju's hand, and the next moment, as his thoughts moved, it appeared again out of thin air.

After upgrading to level 2, the Jungler Knife has a new change, which can be stored in a space that only he can perceive, and no longer needs to be carried around every day like an ordinary weapon, and at a glance it looks like a member of the Axe Gang at the bottom.

After experimenting with it a few times, Gu Juan put away the patrol axe and began to think about the details of the health increase.

"First of all, unlike the data delineation in the game, which only has the attack range, in reality, the damage caused by the jungler knife attack to different positions is completely different, so you must attack the enemy's vital points and greet them all towards the deadliest place. ”

"Second, after hacking this old thing to death, the changes in the body were the most intense, followed by the two girls with facial paralysis, and the two boys in cotton clothes again, and the gray shadows caused the least changes. ”

"Could it be that the amount of increased health is related to the strength of these guys, and the more powerful they are, the more health they provide?"

"And these guys seem to be very surprised that I can kill them, as if it's an unbelievable thing. ”

Gu Juan thought for a while, wrote down this inference for the time being, and turned his thoughts to another aspect.

Just now, he actually carried out two operations, one of which was naturally to change the second-level jungle knife in seconds, and the other operation was to convert the experience points obtained after killing the "wild monster" into the learning of a certain "skill".

Flaming Palm ......

It is suspected that the set of martial arts techniques recorded in the fragment of the inscription rubbing.

The exercises that I had been thinking about for a long time and couldn't get started with them actually reached the entry level in an instant after consuming all my experience points.

It was precisely because of the entry of the Flame Palm that he was able to inflict flame-like damage on the old woman's hands the moment they touched her body, although it only delayed the other party for a moment, but it also bought him a little time.

Otherwise, even if he could slash at her with an axe, he himself would be stabbed in the thigh, and with the strength of the old woman, maybe the leg would be cut off directly.

Gu Juan sensed the wisps of heat in the dantian, and he was really a little happy in his heart.

In this low-martial arts world with more and more doubts, internal breath, that is, true qi, has always been the dividing line that distinguishes ordinary martial artists from masters, and now he also has the so-called true qi, doesn't it mean that he has begun to break away from the category of cannon fodder, and half a foot has stepped into the ranks of masters?

Next, Gu Juan cleaned up the traces he might have left behind one by one, and then waited until nightfall before quietly leaving under the cover of darkness and sneaking back to the post house in the camp south of Zhennan.

The post office didn't care about Gu Ju's disappearance for a day, and no one came to ask, which was his peace of mind and prepared a series of reasons in advance.

I casually found some dry food and filled my stomach with water, Gu Juan took some hot water to take a bath, and then went to bed.

The two purple-cyan palm prints on the wrist have disappeared, only the black line on the arm still exists, but as the health increases, the black line seems to stop expanding and stabilize, and the itching sensation is not as strong as before.

That's the good news.

A boulder that had been pressing down on his body since he came into this world was finally showing signs of loosening.

Gu Juan fell into thought, and from the analysis of the current situation, if you want to remove all the black lines, there may be two solutions.

One is to go back and find the white tiger and kill it, and the other is to keep increasing health and strengthening the body through the jungler knife, and after a certain point, the black line may disappear naturally.

However, since the Zhennan camp had to deal with that tiger, he was no longer in a weak and helpless state when he had just arrived, and he could try to kill the white tiger's first option.

However, there is one caveat here.

It's not a question of whether you can beat the white tiger or not, after the elite armor soldiers of the Zhennan battalion form a battle formation, their strength is extraordinary, and there are more powerful bows and crossbows and other killing weapons in the army, which can only be stronger than the rabble composed of ordinary Jianghu masters, and it should not be a problem to deal with a beast.

What Gu Juan was really worried about was the definition of killing by the jungler knife.

If the White Tiger dies under the Zhennan Army, will he still be able to receive a hint about increasing his health.

If not, then you have to plan carefully about how you can be a stealthy or decent head dog.

One plan after another was put forward and then rejected, and he soon felt tired and sleepy, and sank into a sweet sleep.

The next day, it was not until the sun rose that he woke up from the dark sweet country, and felt almost unbearable hunger, so he quickly got up and dressed, and prepared to go to the back kitchen to find something to eat.

Sting!

Gu Juan frowned slightly, he tore the coat on his hand just now, and when he got out of bed, he pushed his hands a little harder, but he pinched off a solid wood crossbar used to dry clothes.

This was not the end of the story, he couldn't control his body again when he went out, and kicked and broke the thick solid wood threshold.

"Physical strengthening is done in a very short period of time, and the strength increases too fast, so I can't adapt to this change, and I have to experience and practice slowly. ””

"There is also the Flame Palm, the heat flow in the depths of the dantian cannot be completely controlled, and it must also be guided and run-in according to the recorded cultivation method. ”

Gu Juan stood in the middle of the courtyard wearing only a pair of shorts, slowly moving his body, and then awkwardly returned to the guest room, carefully put on spare clothes, and walked out of the courtyard door with some awkward steps.

Click......

He opened the door softly and walked into the back kitchen of the post house.

Walking all the way from the small courtyard where he lived, he was basically able to adapt to the effects of physical changes, and roughly controlled his daily movements to a level that was not much different from before.

"It's not yet time to start eating at noon, and Gu Dart Master is already hungry?"

The back kitchen was in charge of a wounded and disabled veteran soldier in the Zhennan battalion, and a few soldiers who had been wounded and disabled in previous battles and could not support themselves were collected, which could be regarded as a foundation for them to live and live.

The old soldier was adding firewood to the stove, and when he saw Gu Juan coming in, he asked.

"Yes, I didn't eat breakfast, and now I'm hungry with my chest and back. ”

Gu Juan has been very familiar with the old pawn on the stove in the past two days, and said directly, "Lao Liu, if you have anything to eat directly, take it to me to pad my stomach first." ”

Lao Liu nodded at the inner room, "There are marinated cooked meats over there, as well as hard dough cakes left over from the morning, so I will eat a few sheets and keep them to satisfy my hunger." ”

"Okay, I'll treat you to a drink when I'm free. ”

When Gu Juan came to the back room, he saw the cured meat on the table at a glance, and next to it was a stack of basin-sized dough cakes.

He couldn't help but move his index finger, hurriedly cut a few pieces of meat, picked up a roll of bread, and stuffed it into his mouth.