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Han Laocai and Tang Lie guarded him on both sides, like door gods.

"Brother, do you think it's possible that in this barren plain, there is only the last black grass...all collected by Zhang Chengfeng and the others..."

Zhang Ziying was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the endless plain, lost in thought.

While pushing him, Gu An would stop to make some marks. Fortunately, there was no wind and sand here, otherwise these marks would be easily covered up, and it would be difficult to find the way back.

He replied: "No, we have seen some lonely black trees along the way, which shows that these resources are not only found around the village, since there are black trees, there must be black grass in the distance... ..."

After listening to the explanation, Zhang Ziying thought about it carefully, and then nodded, which was regarded as approval.

But he still sighed and said: "It's a pity that the people in the village are scared... Actually, they can come out boldly, just like us. After walking for so long, they didn't encounter any danger. Instead, they saw people around us. A lot of black wood, these are resources, taking them back to strengthen the village can reduce a lot of damage."

Zhang Ziying's tone was quite resentful.

Gu An smiled: "Don't persuade others to be kind without others suffering. They also thought about changing before, but the price they paid was too high, and they couldn't afford to gamble anymore. They might as well follow the steps and wait for the opportunity slowly. Go on, the time may never come..."

"Also, the fact that we haven't been in danger for so long is most likely due to Han Laocai and Tang Lie. If they weren't there to frighten us, it's hard to say what the situation would be like."

Zhang Ziying was silent for a while after hearing this, and then nodded: "Senior brother is very right, I didn't think carefully, but if we can bring some black grass back this time, they should feel relieved."

Gu An hummed, and then stopped talking nonsense, while making marks, and carefully searched on the plain.

He just chooses a direction and keeps going.

Along the way, the most common thing to see is the black wood. Although there is only one tree a hundred meters away, at least this is a good start, which proves that there are still some resources in the plain.

But the black grass has not been seen yet, so they have to continue to go deeper.

The road continued until they saw some strange totems.

In front of the road, on the plain, there were painted some totems and words that seemed to be smeared with blood.

Gu An could recognize some of these characters, they were in traditional characters, so he could only half read and half guess.

But Zhang Ziying is different, he is a figure of that era, he can recognize these traditional characters.

He was very excited when he saw these familiar characters, which proved that humans had come by. While urging Gu An to push him forward, he had already begun to observe the meaning of these characters.

"Wang Xiaojia of the Taiyi Sect is here to punish evil. Although he died here today, he has no complaints or regrets. I hope that my colleagues will tell my teacher..."

"Zhang Bingtong of Longhushan is here to punish evil. Although he died here today, he has no complaints or regrets. I hope that my colleagues will tell my master..."

"Liu Xihe of Tianxing Mountain is here to punish the evil. Although he died here today, he has no complaints or regrets. I hope that my colleagues will tell my master..."

"Tai Yi Sect..."

Zhang Ziying glanced at these words and read them out one by one. All the fonts have the same meaning on the surface, but the schools and names are different.

After reading these, Zhang Ziying immediately said: "Brother, I don't recognize these names. Looking at the imprints of these words and the degree of erosion by the wind and sand, I feel that they are not the people who entered Shouwang Village later, maybe they were from before. They were there before. It's..."

Gu An frowned: "We can see this, so that also means that those 'junior brothers' who came out of Shouwang Village later, they may have seen this too?"

Zhang Ziying nodded: "Well, all schools and sects gather here, naturally they are heart-to-hearts and have a common goal. Seeing these handwritings left behind, people in my generation must be full of enthusiasm. Those later disciples most likely chose to move on. , but none of them may have come back alive..."

Gu An nodded: "Okay, then we will be like them and choose to move on, Ziying, are you afraid?"

Zhang Ziying laughed heartily, "Senior brother, you are joking. How can I, Zhang Ziying, be afraid of these things? When I come here today, I have already put my life and death aside. My senior brother and I should go and see together today. Even Huangquanbiluo will have no regrets." .”

Chapter 262 The Hero Has Always Been Just No One Knows

On the barren plain, some wind and sand were blown up, which lowered the decibels of Zhang Ziying's voice a lot.

But Gu An could hear clearly.

Looking at Zhang Ziying who puts life and death aside, Gu An felt inexplicably terrified.

Suddenly, I thought of my colleagues who carved these words on the ground...

Perhaps standing here back then, they also sighed the same as Zhang Ziying.

These people guarded here silently, trying their best to get rid of these strange things, just to protect the homeland behind.

They are heroes and have always been around, but no one knows it.

Gu An couldn't help standing up straight, standing in the wind, with a serious and serious expression.

Zhang Ziying on the side was thoughtful, and he stood up from the wheelchair tremblingly, with the same serious expression as Gu An.

"Ziying, let's go."

After a few breaths, Gu An looked at Zhang Ziying who was still standing there, and reminded him with concern.

Zhang Ziying sat down slowly, nodded slightly: "Okay brother."

Walking behind Zhang Ziying again, Gu An pushed and supported the wheelchair, and continued walking along this road.

The figures of the two people seemed extremely small in the barrenness.

After walking about 300 steps forward, Gu An finally saw something different.

The front is no longer a one-on-one barren plain, there is an extra wall.

The wall stands there and looks like it has been around for a long time.

The walls are colorful, leaving traces of the years.

Gu An hurriedly quickened his pace and pushed Zhang Ziying forward quickly.

It was not until the bottom of the wall that I had a general understanding of the height and width of the wall.

It is about five or six meters high and more than ten meters wide. There are some signs of falling off on the wall, and the surface is covered with wind and sand.

Such a wall suddenly appeared in this barren plain, which made people feel a little lost.

Gu An and Zhang Ziying looked at it carefully, neither of them spoke, they were both silent and thinking.

"Brother, there seems to be something on this wall... it's just covered by sand."

Zhang Ziying said something inexplicably.

Gu An was taken aback after hearing this, and then stared more carefully at a wall that was covered by wind and sand with a relatively small area.

After looking at it for a while, he also began to agree with Zhang Ziying's thoughts. There was indeed something on the wall, maybe some handwriting.

So, without further hesitation, Gu An hurried forward and cleaned the sand with his hands.

But the wall is too big, and at his speed, it may take a long time.