Night without Borders

Chapter 18 Harvest
“Only a freshman once…” Fu Entao was devastated. He had been a freshman for many years and had accumulated enough experience, but he was defeated by a young boy who had just been a freshman.

He supported himself with his long sword with one hand and used the other hand to violently pull out the iron spear that had pierced his thigh, bringing out a large amount of blood and causing him to stagger as he was already exhausted.

Shao Chengfeng was missing an arm and was nailed to the ground by an iron spear piercing his abdomen. He struggled to pull out the iron spear, but when he saw Qin Ming turning his head to look at him, he weakly put down his one arm.

"The entire patrol team... was wiped out by one person." Shao Chengfeng knew that he could not escape death, and the other party would not leave any survivors no matter what.

"He was reborn only once, how come he is so strong?" Feng Yian whispered as he wiped the blood foam from his mouth.

Qin Ming said: "Tell me some news that interests me."

"You're dreaming!" Fu Entao responded stubbornly. He knew that he would not have a good ending and that even if he bowed his head, it would not change anything.

On the other side, Feng Yian and Shao Chengfeng had no intention of speaking again.

Normally they were as cruel as wolves, but if they could save their lives by begging humbly now, they would not mind kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. However, that was unrealistic, and the two knew they could not escape death.

"Let's talk about the Blood Bamboo Forest." Qin Ming came close to Shao Chengfeng.

Shao Chengfeng said nothing, staring at the night sky with empty eyes. He had already begun to review his past, because he knew very well that this life was about to end.

"You won't tell me, right?" Qin Ming didn't waste any words. He dropped the hatchet in his hand, and with a "puff" sound, his body was separated into two pieces.

Shao Chengfeng's eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes open. The other party was very decisive and chopped him to pieces without saying a word.

Qin Ming came here to deal with the people in the mountain patrol team. He had no interest in torturing them. Since he couldn't get anything out of them by being stubborn, he would just kill them.

He wanted to see if the other two would give in and give in under such a desperate situation of life and death.

Fu Entao's face twitched slightly, but his eyes became more ferocious. He clenched the long knife in his hand, moved slowly, and was about to attack again.

The second-time reborn who has been rampant in this area for many years is not afraid of the threat of death. After all, he is a ruthless man who fought his way out of the mountains.

On the other side, Feng Yian was lying on the ground, with the iron spear piercing his back and trapping him there. He was unable to get up and trembled slightly.

Amid the raging wind and snow, Fu Entao rushed forward like a human-shaped beast, doing his best to swing the sharpest sword for a final fight.

After the fierce collision, he was gasping for breath, extremely tired. He was really exhausted after fighting until now, but the young man was still full of energy and vigor.

puff!
After another attack, Fu Entao's right arm was cut off by a knife, and the long sword fell to the ground. He turned pale and staggered backward.

In addition, one of his legs had been pierced by a spear earlier, and he lost his balance after being seriously injured. He knelt on one knee in the snow and gasped for breath. His long naturally curly hair stuck to his head wetly, and his face was full of unwillingness and despair.

"Do you have anything to say?" Qin Ming asked.

"Use my own long sword to kill me." Fu Entao was sweating profusely, and his left hand trembled as he covered the wound on his broken arm, but the blood had already dyed half of his body red, and even the snow was covered in red.

"Why do you think I will fulfill your wish?" Qin Ming walked forward with an axe in hand.

"You... want to humiliate me?" Fu Entao struggled to get up.

"You deserve it?" Qin Ming rushed over and the axe scratched his neck. A head with an unwilling expression flew up and the body fell to the ground.

Feng Yian lay there with a pale face, struggling to get up, but the iron spear stuck in his body only trembled slightly and could not be pulled out of the frozen soil.

He felt humiliated because the other person was standing in front of him with one foot on his head.

"Do you want to tell me something?" Qin Ming looked down at him.

Feng Yian clenched his fists, but loosened them powerlessly. He panted heavily and said, "You want to find spiritual creatures? I won't tell you."

Qin Ming exerted a little force with his feet, and his skull made a slight cracking sound, partially fracturing the bone. The severe pain made Feng Yian's face distorted.

Qin Ming did not hesitate and slashed down with his sword, beheading him and ending the life of the bearded man.

As for where the blood bamboo forest is, just go back and ask Old Man Liu. He had great ambitions when he was young and often went into the mountains with the older generation's patrol teams. He is very familiar with the distribution of fire springs in the mountains.

There was only the sound of wind on the mountain, and no more the harsh sounds of swords and guns clashing. This group of rangers were completely wiped out, and were dealt with by Qin Ming alone.

He whispered, "I actually killed so many people, and I showed no mercy."

Qin Ming stood still and reflected, probably because he did not regard these people as his own kind, but as mountain monsters that were endangering the villagers.

He began to clean up the battlefield. The corpses only needed to be thrown down the mountain for "stomach burial". There were all kinds of ferocious beasts roaming in the dense forest, and not even bones would be left.

Qin Ming has made thriftiness a habit. He collects things from Fu Entao, Feng Yian and others. Under the reflection of the fire spring, some brilliant things appear in his hands - night silver.

This is a coin with far greater purchasing power than copper coins, and can be seen when merchants are doing business in town.

The coin was round with a hole in the center, representing the absence of the sun, and was called night silver.

Afterwards, Qin Ming discovered something even more valuable - daytime gold.

It is golden and perfect, and looks like a disappearing sun, which represents people's good wishes. The patrollers carry only eleven coins with them, but for ordinary people, it is a huge sum of money.

This was not the first time that Qin Ming had "picked up" Daylight Gold. Before he got the strange disease, he had seen several corpses near the crack where he fell. Not only did he find Daylight Gold, he also got a bottle of very precious mineral element.

Daytime gold is rarely circulated in Yinteng Town, so he never uses it, otherwise it would be too eye-catching.

He also did not touch the exquisitely crafted and delicately carved crystal bottle for the time being, because he was reborn on his own after recovering from his illness.

Moreover, he didn't know much about minerals and needed to understand them in detail to avoid using them carelessly and wasting their true value.

The most important thing is that the current incident will explode soon, and he'd better keep a low profile and pretend to be a newcomer.

"I have only been reborn once, so I don't have the strength to deal with the patrol team. After this 'turmoil' ferments, if I am reborn again, then there will be no problem."

Qin Ming continued to search for spoils on the mountain.

"Excellent armor and a well-forged sword are all good things!" He secretly sighed, stroking the armor and weapons, and turned back to bury them in various places in the mountains and forests, and then dig them out when needed to explore the blood bamboo forest.

He was so simple and unpretentious that he searched everyone from head to toe, even the golden mastiff. He picked it up and wanted to cut off a large piece of dog meat with a knife to have a dog meat hotpot in the wooden house.

He came out in the middle of the night and waited in the forest until the night fog dissipated. He then fought fiercely with the patrol team until now, and was extremely exhausted and was already hungry.

But he sighed and gave up, throwing the mastiff into the snow. To be on the safe side, he couldn't stay here for long and had to clean up the battlefield quickly.

Qin Ming entered a wooden house and found that it was very livable and comfortable. The floor was covered with thick animal skin rugs, there were silver bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, and the knife for cutting the barbecue was exquisite and beautiful.

Any one of the wine jars in that row would overflow with a rich aroma of wine, which was obviously much better than the jar of spicy old wine that had long been drunk up in Xu Yueping's house.

He didn't find much after searching here, but he did find a sword manual in the wooden house that collapsed due to the fierce battle. The old leather pages were worn and curled.

It can be seen that people often read and study it, and there are even dense notes and annotations, which are not from the same person and have a sense of antiquity.

As he flipped through the book, Qin Ming saw familiar sword styles. Fu Entao's sword skills were only a part of what was recorded in the book. "Tianguang" was also mentioned later, as well as a more in-depth description.

He did not turn the page again, but quickly closed it and took it with him. This old leather book was more valuable than the day gold.

After Qin Ming had searched the place thoroughly, golden ripples appeared on his body surface. As he punched and kicked, the remaining wooden houses exploded one after another.

The wind was very strong now, and it immediately blew up the wood chips into the air and blew them down the mountain with the storm.

The snow on the ground was blown up from time to time and mixed with the heavy snow in the sky, making it difficult to leave any traces at the scene.

"What a pity for my axe." Qin Ming looked at the blade. There were many gaps on it, densely packed. Although it was made of fine iron, it was ultimately not as good as the weapons of the mountain patrol team.

"It's still usable." He found the whetstone here, quickly ground off the notched part, and then re-sharpened the blade, making it slightly narrower than before.

Qin Ming brought all the corpses down the mountain and threw them into the dense forest. He saw with his own eyes some ferocious beasts appear and quickly drag the corpses away.

As for the four people he had killed on the road earlier, when he went to look for them again, he found that not even a bone was left.

Qin Ming moved the heavy stones, took out his package from the snow cave, took off his tattered and bloodstained coat and armor, and changed into the clean clothes he usually wore.

He burned what should be burned and buried what should be buried, including the day gold and the sword manual, which were left in the mountains. Soon he disappeared into the dense forest.

Qin Ming returned in a low-key manner dragging a prey. No one knew that this gentle boy who looked no different from usual had just been in a bloody battle.

He boiled a pot of water, and, rarely using cold water, he took a comfortable hot bath. His well-proportioned and tall body had a crystal luster and smooth muscle lines. He rinsed carefully to avoid any odor left after the bloody battle.

Not long after, he appeared at Lu Ze's home.

"Uncle, what kind of meat is this?" Wen Rui came forward.

Qin Ming held up a large piece of fresh meat and said with a smile, "This is delicious, dragon meat from the sky and donkey meat from the ground. My uncle hunted a wild donkey today."

The main reason was that he was obsessed with the copper pot dog meat and felt quite regretful for not being able to eat the golden mastiff. Now he was ready to eat the copper pot donkey meat to compensate himself.

Soon there were sounds of laughter and joy.

"Uncle, donkey meat is really delicious!"

In front of the steaming copper pot, the wounded Lu Ze said, "Xiao Qin, you have laid a golden foundation. It's time to think carefully about your second rebirth."

Qin Ming nodded and said, "Don't worry, Brother Lu, I know what's going on."

After dinner, he returned home, thinking about how to consult Old Man Liu without leaving any trace, in order to find out the truth about the Blood Bamboo Forest.

If he could be reborn earlier, he naturally would not want to delay any longer and wanted to go to the mysterious blood bamboo forest as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)