Chapter 4: War Horse [Part 1]

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Duh! Duh! Duh…

A few more arrows were pierced on the trunk of the tree, and these arrows stimulated Zhang Yuan severely, and his heart was cold. Under the pressure of death, he threw away all his concerns!

"I don't want to die!"

Zhang Yuan suddenly burst out with great power, swung the big sword, knocking back the bandits around him, then throwing the big sword, and rushing towards the direction below the mountain...

Lu Ben! Five times explosive power! Big jump!

Zhang Yuan jumped high and jumped down the mountain like a crow ape, but he did not have the acumen of crow ape nor the physical fitness of crow ape. With five times the explosive force, he jumped out more than ten meters, fell from a high place to a low place, and finally hit a tree trunk. Fortunately, his arms protected his face, otherwise he would have to break his face.

Zhang Yuan fell to the ground from the tree. He endured the huge pain and took out a bottle containing the deer blood pills and deer spirit pills from his arms. He quickly poured the pills into his mouth. He chewed them at a speed he had never seen before. He choked and coughed, but he couldn't care about so much. He just swallowed them, and immediately another five times deer jumped...

Once, twice, three times, four times, five times, six times, seven times...

When Zhang Yuan jumped down for the seventh time, this time he did not hit the tree, but his legs fell to the ground. However, as soon as his feet fell to the ground, he felt his legs weak, and then he fell into the grass like a gourd!

At this time, Zhang Yuan was covered in blood and hurt all over his body, especially his legs were as painful as a knife cutting fire!

"The legs are overloaded." Zhang Yuan's mind flashed with such thoughts and wanted to get up hard, but he tried hard several times but failed to get up from the weeds. He was injured in his left shoulder and his legs were seriously strained. He had both gunshot wounds and knife wounds on his back. He could be said to have been injured all over. If he hadn't taken a few bottles of deer blood pills before, he would have died of bleeding!

Zhang Yuan couldn't get up even after trying several times, so he simply went to the ground and groped in his arms with his right hand, wanting to ask for another bottle of Deer Blood Pills, but he felt empty, and the bottles of Deer Blood Pills and Deer Jing Pills were gone!

"...Is the elixir bottle falling off just now?" Zhang Yuan thought of this and suddenly felt a sense of despair. He smiled bitterly and said to himself: "It seems that I will explain it here today..."

At this moment, Zhang Yuan's heart was filled with chaos, and familiar faces flashed through his mind, some were relatives, some friends, some were ordinary friends, some loved ones, and of course there were girls he had let down...

"I miss you so much...I miss you so much..."

While waiting for the bandits to arrive, Zhang Yuan recalled his life experience nostalgia, which was caused by excessive bleeding. In addition, he had just passed a big battle and was exhausted. When he relaxed, he suddenly felt sleepy...

"Sleep... sleep, die of sleep, but there is no pain." Zhang Yuan thought of this, his eyelids were heavy, and he wanted to fall asleep...

"You can't sleep! You must not sleep. There is still a glimmer of life when you wake up. If you fall asleep, you will never wake up again!"

Zhang Yuanqiang cheered up and wanted to get up again, but in the end he couldn't get up. He opened his eyes wide and bit his tongue, causing some stinging pain to keep himself awake. However, the more he wanted to cheer up, the more he became more and more tired. After persisting for a minute or two, he could no longer hold on. His eyelids could not bear the pressure, so he slowly closed it, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

Three hours later, Zhang Yuan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the blue sky through the gaps in the grass, and his head was empty at first, but then he remembered something, and his head turned left and right, but he found no trace of bandits. He listened with his ears. In the surrounding mountains and forests, there was no other sound except the sound of wind and the sound of branches shaking.

"...I'm still alive." Zhang Yuan said to himself in amazement.

Zhang Yuan moved his body and felt a pain, but it was not particularly strong and could barely bear it. He touched his left shoulder with his right hand and found that the wound had healed. This was probably the effect of the remaining Luxue Pills in his body.

He stood up with his body, his legs were a little weak, and he walked to a tree tremblingly, holding the trunk, looking around, and no trace of the bandits was found.

Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, sat under the tree, and said to himself: "I'm still alive, haha, it feels so good to live."

Zhang Yuan leaned against the trunk, raised his head and looked up at the mountain. When he recalled his past jumping down the mountain, he suddenly understood why he was still alive. According to his guess, the realm of the bandit was 30 meters to 50 meters. At that time, Zhang Yuan was chased by the bandits and never distanced more than 50 meters, so he was always chased...

When Zhang Yuan took the risk of jumping down the mountain, he jumped several times in a row and suddenly got a distance from the bandits. Moreover, the distance was definitely more than 50 meters, exceeding the bandits' realm range. After exceeding the realm range, the bandits naturally gave up the pursuit and returned to the level, and Zhang Yuan saved his life.

Zhang Yuan thought about why he was still alive, and couldn't help but be glad that he had made a decision. He sighed for a while, raised his left hand and checked the information in the mark of his left hand...

fb0004: Heifengzhai, level 20 dungeon, teleportation requirements, 20 silver, 200 internal force.

【Enter】【Exit】【Progress: 1%】

"Only 1%... I seem to have killed 5? Or 4 bandits? The bandit who was infected with the poisoned arrow seemed not dead. That is, he killed 4 bandits, but only 1% of the progress." Zhang Yuan frowned, then sighed, and said to himself: "The 4-person team dungeon is indeed not something that can be played by one person."

Zhang Yuan sighed, then looked at the watch and found that the crystal cover of the watch was broken, but the hand was still beating, showing that it was 4:50 in the morning. After watching the time, Zhang Yuan once again turned his eyes on the left hand mark and then triggered the [Exit] option.

Whoosh! A white light flashed on Zhang Yuan's body, and then his figure disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, in the dark room of the cellar, Zhang Yuan's figure appeared out of thin air. As soon as he returned to the dark room, Zhang Yuan hurriedly got up from the ground and walked towards the iron cabinet. He took out a bottle of deer blood pills from the cabinet, poured out a few, and put them in his mouth.

After a while, Zhang Yuan moved his body and the pain disappeared. However, to be on the safe side, he ate two more and then changed the mail. However, when he took off the mail, he touched behind him and found that Santa's red cloth bag was lost.

"Dear, I really lost my wife and my army this time." Zhang Yuan laughed at himself, then locked the iron cabinet, walked out of the dark room, walked out of the cellar along the passage of the cellar, and came to the ground. At this time, it was pitch black outside, which was the darkest time before dawn. Zhang Yuan took a few deep breaths in the yard, then walked into the bathroom, took a shower happily, and finally entered the bedroom, lay on the bed, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

Bangbangbang...bangbangbang...

"Young Master, have you gotten up?"

"Young Master, Manager Qiu has something to come to you."

"Young Master? Are you awake?"

Zhang Yuan was woken up by a knock on the door and Yuting's voice. He rubbed his forehead and said, "Wake up, wake up, don't shout."

Zhang Yuan sat up with his body, took out the watch under the pillow, looked at the time, it was just seven o'clock, which means he had just slept for two hours, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, put on his coat, put on his shoes, walked to the door, opened the door, saw Yuting and Qiu Zhizhang standing in front of the door, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Young Master, there are many people coming outside the store, all of whom are here to sell food. Look, is it open?" Qiu Zhizhang said.

Zhang Yuan was stunned at first and said, "Then let's open it, you don't need to ask me about this."

"Young Master, the cellar is locked..." Qiu Zhizhang pointed to the cellar gate and said.

Zhang Yuan slapped his forehead and said, "I'll get the key."

Zhang Yuan said as he walked back into the house, found the key, then walked back to the door, handed the key to Qiu Zhizhang, and said, "Take it, and find a locksmith and then pair it with two keys. Take one by yourself and give it to Sihu one, so that when I go out, I won't delay the cargo transport in the store."

"Yes, young master." Qiu Zhizhang responded, but did not leave immediately, but said: "Young master, there are many people coming to our store, all of whom are for low-priced food. Do you see if we raise the price of food? Otherwise, it will be easy to cause trouble."

"Today the price returned to normal, and the average transaction was originally signed." Zhang Yuan said.

"This, the originally signed affordable price is still a bit low. We opened yesterday to promote it and selling food at a low price to make a reputation. This is harmless, but if we lower the price of grain, it will make other businesses dissatisfied. Moreover, if we sell it at a low price, the source of goods will not keep up with it." Qiu Zhizhang persuaded.

"..." Zhang Yuan touched his eyebrows, thought for a while, and felt that what Qiu Zhizhang said was very reasonable, and then said, "What about you?"

"Young master, I think our grain can be sold at market price. With the quality of the grain in our store, why worry about not being able to sell it? Selling at a moderate price is definitely not the best way." Qiu Zhizhang said.

Zhang Yuan frowned and said, "If it is sold at the market price, what should I do if the word "affordable" on the store sign? Isn't this a slap in the face?"

"Young master, why worry about this? The quality of the food in our store is high. It is already a discount for selling it at the market price. If someone says it, it must have made a decision on purpose. As for the word "affordable", it can also be worthy of its name..." Qiu Zhizhang said with a smile.

"What's the solution?" Zhang Yuan asked.

Qiu Zhizhang didn't take it seriously and immediately spoke: "Apart from grain and salt, other debris can be sold at affordable prices. There are not many people who buy those debris and can't make much money. We won't lose money when selling them at affordable prices. In this way, our store will be worthy of its reputation."
Chapter completed!