Dou Po's refining medicine can become stronger

Chapter 88 Failed
Going further, there is a lush green forest, connecting the end of the street.

Qin Chuan flicked the dust off his jersey and walked into the forest. The forest was extremely quiet, only the rustling of the wind blowing the grass and trees.

When I entered the forest, my vision instantly darkened, and it felt a little cool.

Qin Chuan's feet were slightly bent into an arch, he jumped vigorously, and sat down on a big tree.

In the lush forest, Qin Chuan's vision was obstructed, so he had to go to a high place to observe.

A small path appeared not far away, and the short grass was stepped on a path. In the forest, the short grass does not lack water at all, and can rebound in a short time and return to its original state.

It seems that there are often people walking around here. Qin Chuan fumbled along the path, and the vegetation in front of him gradually thinned out.

An open place appeared, and dozens of camps were set up, all of which were small grass-green tents.

"It seems that this is the field station of the Sand Mercenary Group."

But the movement here was a bit too quiet, Qin Chuan became suspicious, jumped and rolled nimbly, and jumped behind all the tents.

Qin Chuan raised his spirits, closed his eyes and listened. There was no sound in the tent, and Qin Chuan roughly guessed the result in his heart.

So he drew his full bow and shot a long arrow, breaking open the tent. Qin Chuan's hand burst into flames, and rushed into it with the long arrow. The flames exploded on the ground, and the flames blew up the tent.

"No one!" The tent was empty, Qin Chuan got up and quickly checked the other tents, but there was no one there.

"It's an empty camp."

Qin Chuan looked at the extinguished bonfire. The wood had long since lost sparks, and there was no heat wave on it.

He picked up the dust and poked it, and there was no temperature. It seems that the people here have been away for a long time, and Qin Chuan was gone.

"Wait for someone." Qin Chuan's left hand trembled rapidly, and immediately hid behind a big tree.

"Where is the strange man?" A young man ran out, and he should be a member of the Sand Mercenary Corps from the clothes.

The young man ran to the tent that was blown up, and there was no one around.

It turned out that this young man and those people just now were ordered to stay in the camp to keep watch. What the young man didn't know was that those who led the team with bald heads had already died in the flames.

The monk can't run away from the temple. As long as these camps remain, I believe that the people from the Sand Mercenary Group will come back soon.

Qin Chuan just needs to sit here and wait for the rabbits, and then catch them all in one go. This place is not far from the alley...

Qin Chuan chose a house very close to the forest to rest in. Now that the sky is getting dark, Qin Chuan plans to rest in this house for one night.

Push open the wooden door full of history, and you will be greeted by a small yard with open skylights full of withered and yellow weeds.

The strange thing is that the doors of the two rooms on the first floor are locked tightly, and there is no trace of life in the entire compound, which should have been deserted for a long time.

Qin Chuan locked the door and came to the two locked doors. Looking at the shiny locks, Qin Chuan realized that something was wrong.

Since everything here is so barren, why are these two iron locks so new?
Seeing that there was no one around, Qin Chuan put a fire on the iron lock, and the flame slowly burned the iron lock red, and soon it turned into a ball of molten iron.

Qin Chuan pushed open the door one after another, and a unique metallic smell hit, and the targets were many large and small piles of yellow grass.

Qin Chuan immediately lifted up the dry grass, and wooden long boxes appeared in front of Qin Chuan.

"Let me see what treasures are inside."

Opening the wooden box, Qin Chuan couldn't open his eyes due to a dazzling golden light. Qin Chuan covered his eyes with his hands and opened a gap with difficulty.

"I'm going, this..."

Since the gold in these boxes is all gold coins, the boxes are full.

Feeling unbelievable, Qin Chuan grabbed a handful of gold coins, all of which were heavy and real, and a small seal of the Sand Mercenary Group was engraved on the back of the box.

"Good guy, how much money has this Sand Mercenary Group been greedy for? They have received black orders all these years."

They are all mercenaries of the Sand, who are extremely vicious and have a huge appetite, but to Qin Chuan, these are all rumors after all.

Now that Qin Chuan saw so many gold coins with his own eyes, he couldn't help feeling a lump in his heart. It was the first time Qin Chuan saw such a large number of gold coins.

The throat couldn't help moving up and down a few times. You must know that when Medusa handed over the gold coins to Qin Chuan to get the magic core, the number of gold coins at that time was not as many as what you see here.

"What a sand mercenary group, how much hard-earned money of innocent people have been killed!"

Qin Chuan felt sad when he thought of these shining and heavy gold coins, and then connecting with those people who were harmed by them.

Open another room, as expected, the other room is also full of gold coins.

Qin Chuan walked up to the second floor, and there was only one room left. A cloud of dust mixed with a musty smell rushed into Qin Chuan's nose.

Qin Chuan felt disgusted, but he endured it, and the night became completely dark.

Qin Chuan didn't dare to light a candle. This place is close to the forest. If the Sand Mercenary Group finds out, it will not be conducive to the progress of the next thing.

We can only quietly open a window gap, on the one hand to ventilate, and on the other hand to observe the outside world.

Under the wooden door, Qin Chuan brought a crisp wooden strip and put it on the threshold. If there was any disturbance in the middle of the night and someone stepped in, Qin Chuan would wake up immediately.

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In the field camp of the Sand Mercenary Corps, a bonfire was lit, and the smoke rose faintly.

"Sister Yan, I have gained a lot today."

"That's not sister Yan taking the lead, is it?"

"Haha, yes, yes."

People echoed the woman who crazily praised her, but no one knew her name or where she came from, only that her name was Sister Yan.

Sister Yan's seniority and seniority in the Sand Mercenary Corps are considered to be at the top, and even the regiment leader Rob wants to give her some face.

Sister Yan was dressed very coolly, showing her waist and her eye-catching long legs. Her wheat-colored complexion looked very healthy.

A head of clean-cut hair, the longest part barely reaching the base of the neck, most of it to one side, and the other half shaved as short as an inch.

Coupled with the sharpness and seriousness that comes with the face, it gives people a sense of sight of a heroic heroine.

This time the Sand Mercenary Group was out hunting, and it was Sister Yan who took the lead, and the people who followed kept flattering.

As one of the few characters in the Sand Mercenary Corps who can be equal to Mo Xing, the dog-headed military commander, and the only female leader, Sister Yan's strength is bottomless.

People made way for Sister Yan to sit up. Sister Yan raised her legs high, but no one dared to look directly at those ridiculously long legs.

"Okay, let's start directly." Sister Yan said lightly, and people began to light more bonfires to grill today's harvest.

"Report!" In the crowd, a dry and thin figure stumbled and fell among the people.

Out of breath, he said loudly: "Big, something is wrong!"

(End of this chapter)