Chapter 1373 (1/2)

December 12th.

This day, as long as he is alive in the future, Zhao Tong feels that he will never forget this day.

In the morning, I felt that the nun's mood was very wrong.

His heart began to panic.

In fact, after this period of observation, he has roughly guessed the whole story.

The other party is healing the comatose man.

And when that man's injury gets better, the verdict on his fate is coming.

From the end of last month to today, if you look at it in reverse, you will find that it was just a coincidence.

The other party needs someone to carry the corpse - of course, this is only incidental. The main reason is that a mountain bandit familiar with Longji mountain is needed to lead the way to each bandit village.

He was lucky. For this reason, he lived more than half a month longer than other mountain bandits; He also had bad luck. As a mountain bandit in Longji mountain, he met the nun of diyuanjing who wanted to kill people.

To this day, Zhao Tong felt vaguely from Chu chan'er's absent-minded expression that this thing that lasted for half a month should have a result.

This result also includes whether he can save his life.

Zhao Tong prayed, hoping that the other party would be merciful for his own sake.

But Zhao Tong also understood that he was just a warrior's life. In the eyes of monks, he really could not even count as a mole ant.

As for running away, Zhao Tong didn't even think about it.

When the day came to the afternoon, Chu chan'er appeared in front of Zhao Tong again.

The other side's clear eyes have shown that she has made the final decision.

Zhao Tong didn't say a word more. When the other party appeared, he knelt down and kowtowed to the ground, waiting for the final judgment of fate.

PA, a thing, was thrown in front of Zhao Tong.

Then in Zhao Tong's ear, came Chu Chan son light voice: ”roll!”

At this moment, Zhao Tong couldn't believe his ears.

The other side actually spared his life!

In fact, Zhao Tong is very calm about accepting death, and even he is ready to be killed by the other party and then ground away by the stone grinding magic weapon.

When he looked up and saw a bamboo slip with words falling in front of him, he was even more dull.

No matter how stupid he was, Zhao Tong understood that the above records were either martial arts or Gongfa.

What's more, it's a reward given by the monks of diyuanjing!

Not only picked up a life, but also the monk's reward.

At this moment, Zhao Tong suddenly felt that all the hardships and fears he had suffered before were worth it.

In the chest, there are bursts of tearing emotions. The murderous former Sanwang village's three leaders are tearful. At this moment, they hold up the bamboo slips with both hands, put them close to the body, then kowtow to Chu chan'er again, bow back, and then turn to leave.

The winter afternoon sun, through a warm taste.

Zhao Tong stood in the forest, squinting at the sky.

White clouds, with the wind, as if a boat, slowly drifting in the sky.

Zhao Tong suddenly felt like going home to have a look.

Yes, just go home and have a look.