Chapter 79

Wei He looked around at the Hui Mountain disciples, who were all in a state of panic and fear, with many of them being family members. Many were injured, bleeding, but the severity of their injuries varied.

"Brother Wei, where should we go now?" Ouyang Zhuang, who was closest to Wei He, stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Everyone is injured; we need to find a place to rest and treat our wounds!" Wei He said in a deep voice.

Unlike the others, who were in a state of panic, Wei He had experienced numerous battles over the past three years, totaling dozens of them.

Although this was his first time in such a small battlefield, he could still maintain a basic level of calm.

"Those who trust me, follow me. We can't stop, let's go!"

Without further ado, Wei He continued to lead the group, heading in another direction.

However, they had only taken a few steps when someone stopped.

"Brother Wei, this is the direction of the wilderness. Where are you taking us?!"

"We must go to a town to get medicine for our injuries! Otherwise, we will all die!"

"Let's go back. We can seek refuge in the many fortresses around here. The Hong Family Fortress is the strongest; we can join them!"

Voices continued to rise. These disciples had little interaction with Wei He, and despite Master Zheng's instructions, they still had doubts.

"Wei He, we really can't go to the wilderness. There are too many strange beasts and venomous insects there, and we have no food or drink. Most of us won't survive," Jiang Su said, also feeling troubled.

"In other directions, I suspect there will be ambushes. At this moment, going in the opposite direction offers the best chance of survival. Those who want to follow, follow. Those who don't, do as you please," Wei He said calmly.

He couldn't explain why he had this suspicion.

His instinct told him that there might also be ambushes in the other directions, but as they said, everyone needed medicine for their injuries. Otherwise, once the wounds became infected and fever set in, in this era without antibiotics, it would be a matter of luck or death.

He had no authority to make decisions for these people, so the choice was theirs.

Soon, the group split. Only a few were willing to follow Wei He into the unknown wilderness to avoid the chaos.

The rest all headed for the Hong Family Fortress. There were some senior disciples of Hui Mountain there, and they would surely receive better care.

Even Jiang Su, to protect a few members of the Jiang family, had to go with the majority to the Hong Family Fortress.

Before leaving, Jiang Su gave Wei He a deep look and then quickly led her group away.

Only Zhang Lu's younger brother, a young man named Zhang Qi, was still by his brother's corpse, crying.

There was also a young female disciple standing there, unsure of what to do.

"You're not going?" Wei He asked in surprise, not knowing that anyone would trust him so much.

The young female disciple felt bitter. She had been scared and had subconsciously followed the crowd in the chaos. When she came to her senses in the forest, the group had already split, and she was left standing there, with no one to take her along...

Actually, she wanted to go...

Wei He saw her expression and was speechless, waving his hand casually.

"Let's go." He picked up Zhang Lu's corpse with one hand and threw it onto a tree branch.

The corpse hung precisely on a large branch.

"We'll come back to bury him when we have the chance. Remember this place."

He drew an 'X' on the tree trunk below the branch with his hand.

Then he quickly led the two away.

His sister, Wei Ying, was also released from the fur and climbed onto Wei He's back, remaining silent.

She knew that at this moment, she shouldn't cause any trouble for her brother.

The three of them ran as fast as they could, and when they were tired, Wei He carried the two, one on his back and one in his arms, and continued running.

Fortunately, his body had been transformed by three rounds of qi and blood, giving him an extremely strong physique. The three of them together weighed about 300 pounds, which wasn't heavy.

At least for him now, carrying this weight and running was no big deal.

The sky gradually darkened.

In the dilapidated temple where Guan Ye and the others had stayed before.

Wei He, carrying Wei Ying, followed by Zhang Qi and the young female disciple, entered the hall.

The statue that had been worshipped was already split by Wei He and had become a pile of firewood in the corner.

"Let's rest here for now." Wei He put his sister down and walked to the fire, checking it. The fire was still dry.

The rain had been scarce, and the forest had little moisture.

The other two looked around the environment with some trepidation.

Wei Ying, being sensible, started to help open the package, taking out dried meat, coarse grain cakes, and water bags.

"The last time I brought a friend here, I didn't expect to come back again." Wei He took out a flint and broke the dry wood into small pieces, striking it to ignite the fire.

A light smoke rose and was blown around the small hall by the wind.

"Are we not afraid of being discovered by the smoke?" the young female disciple suddenly asked.

"This smoke won't be visible in the dark of night," Wei He replied. "And without a fire, it would be even more dangerous here at night."

"...Understood, thank you, Brother." The young female disciple nodded quickly.

She moved closer to help.

"You two, go around and collect some dry wood and branches, but don't go too far." Wei He instructed.

"Yes!" "Okay." The two responded.

"Wait, what's your name?" Wei He asked, looking at the young female disciple.

"I'm a new disciple, my name is Ouyang Lin." The young female disciple answered seriously.

"You don't seem very scared?" Wei He was somewhat surprised. Compared to Zhang Qi, Ouyang Lin seemed to have calmed down quickly.

"It's okay. I came here with my parents, and we stayed in the forest on the way. Many people died then." Ouyang Lin lowered her eyes and replied.

She naturally wouldn't say that to get on this fast train out of the city, she had given all her wealth to Zheng Fugui, just to get a place as a Hui Mountain disciple.

So she had only been a disciple for a couple of days...

"Go on." Wei He waved his hand, indicating for the two to hurry.

He took off the iron rod from his hand and used it to set up a simple grill over the fire.

Then he got up and searched behind where the statue had been, pulling out a small iron pot, some seasonings, and a bit of wrapped smoked meat.

"You... even have a pot!!?" Wei Ying was stunned, not knowing what to say to Wei He.

"After coming here before, I thought this place was suitable for rest, so I left some supplies here." Wei He explained.

He had set up such supply points in at least five places around Feiye City.

After all, his time in the wild wasn't for nothing. Many times, the things he obtained from killing and looting were too cumbersome to bring back to the city, so he had to hide them and use them later.

Over time, the hidden items had accumulated.

Wei Ying was speechless, unable to imagine what her brother had been doing behind her back.

How could he have hunted so much that he had supplies everywhere?

This place was so far from Feiye City, yet he still had hidden supplies here.

After a moment of silence,

Wei Ying took the iron pot, filled it with water, added dried scallions, pickled vegetables, and dried meat, and tore the coarse grain cakes into pieces to cook them together.

After doing this, she poked the fire to make it burn brighter and looked up at Wei He.

"Are you... not worried about Master Zheng?"

"I managed to break out, and Master Zheng is much stronger than me, so he can too." Wei He said calmly. "The Seven Family Alliance's Juchizhi Army is too weak to stop anyone, and the surrounding soldiers are just ordinary troops with no skilled fighters. This shows that the real skilled fighters either didn't come or are gathered in one place, attacking someone. From the content of the soldiers' shouts, we can understand that their real target is the Feixiong Dao.

Moreover, Master Zheng's opponent is too strong, and even if I joined, it wouldn't help."

Wei Ying was surprised that in such a chaotic situation, her brother could still calmly analyze so much and remain so calm, leading her to run so far to this place.

She was somewhat shocked and didn't know what kind of life her brother had been leading to be so familiar with these things.

Thinking about this, she suddenly felt a bit heartache and sadness.

Puchi puchi.

A fluffy yellow bird suddenly flew into the temple.

Wei Ying's eyes lit up. "What a cute... bird."

Before she could finish, the yellow bird's head exploded, hit by a stone from Wei He, and it fell to the ground.

"This one is fatter." Wei He got up and picked up the bird, which was about the size of his palm.

"Without the feathers, there might not be much meat, but with the bones, it can last us a meal."

"......" Wei Ying was speechless.

Soon, the other two returned, bringing some dry wood and branches, which they placed by the fire to dry.

Drying them would reduce the smoke.

"You stay here. Call me when the food is ready. I'll go outside to keep watch. Also, take off any clothes with blood and give them to me."

Wei He stood up and said.

The others didn't hesitate. Except for Wei Ying, who had no injuries or blood, Ouyang Lin and Zhang Qi had bloodstains on their clothes.

Ouyang Lin took off her jacket and found a cut on her arm, while Zhang Qi had a large scrape on his thigh, which he only noticed now.

Wei He had Wei Ying treat their wounds and burn the bloody clothes in another fire. He then walked out of the small hall.

He raised his hand and took off his jacket, which he had worn during the battle, revealing his short-sleeved shirt. He balled it up and threw it hard.

The jacket flew and hung on a dry branch not far away.

Wei He walked to one side and waited quietly, listening for any sounds.

The jacket was covered in blood, mostly from others, which hadn't dried yet, making it a good lure.

They had run so far with blood on their bodies, and something might have followed them.

Sure enough,

Not long after the jacket was thrown, in the dim light, several pairs of pale green eyes appeared in the dense forest.

Three black wolves slowly approached the jacket.

They came from three directions, trying to surround and hunt it.

Puh.

Suddenly, a stone hit one of the wolves on the head.

The stone shattered, and the wolf's supposedly hard skull cracked, and it fell to the ground.

The other two wolves turned to run, but it was too late.

Two more stones hit their heads accurately, and all three wolves were killed.

Wei He walked over, tore off a few wolf legs, and cut two strips of back meat, then returned to the small hall.

This would be enough for them to eat, and the rest could be thrown far away to help them avoid more trouble at night.