A map of Zhangjiakou!
Cheng Ling was pleasantly surprised. It wasn't that the map of Zhangjiakou was terrific, but that the significance of the map was extraordinary.
In this ancient era where information was limited, maps were undoubtedly one of the most important strategic resources.
The fact that she could get a map from searching corpses gave Cheng Ling a new understanding of her dimensional pocket collection function.
She resisted the urge to immediately take out the map from her interspace and read it carefully. She walked to the next corpse and collected the crossbow while controlling the energy surge.
This time, she consciously urged the Yang to attribute part of the sun's energy to her body.
Cheng Ling frowned slightly. The sun's energy actually didn't move. They only flowed freely between Cheng Ling's internal organs and meridians. They had their own route and weren't under her control.
Cheng Ling finally understood. It seemed that the ability to collect corpses could only be activated through moonlight energy. Solar energy couldn't be used as a substitute!
She then gave up the idea of continuing to forcibly control the energy and instead let it flow naturally.
Moonlight energy instantly gushed out, and a familiar prompt sounded [You have harvested from a man-eater among the refugees. You have obtained 16 copper coins and a stack of rough burlap cloth.]
She didn't get a map this time, but the sackcloth was useful, so Cheng Ling wasn't disappointed.
However, when she retrieved the third arrow, she consciously controlled herself and stopped collecting.
After all, moonlight energy was limited, and it was still early. She didn't know what they would encounter next, or whether moonlight would appear at night. Thus, Cheng Ling needed to use this moonlight energy wisely.
She had collected most of the arrows. However, when she went to collect the last one, she realized that the person who had been shot was still alive.
As it turns out, when she had shot the last arrow, Cheng Ling's hand had subconsciously tilted to the side, which is why it didn't hit the other party's vital point. Instead, it only pierced his right leg.
This couldn't be considered a kind act, but it was Cheng Ling's first time killing someone, so it wasn't strange that she couldn't bear to do it.
Cheng Ling walked to the man's side. The man's right leg had been nailed through, so he raised his elbow and lay on the ground.
When Cheng Ling walked over, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes bulging. He laughed and said, "You called us animals and said we're not human. How are you any better?"
He hissed, "You just haven't reached that step, boy!" Your Grandpa will be waiting for you down there. When you're so hungry one day, you'll eat all the women around you..."
Buzzzzzz!
Cheng Ling pulled out the arrow from his leg and suddenly pierced the arrow through his throat!
Before the man could finish his sentence, he suddenly took his last breath.
Cheng Ling breathed lightly, but the energy in her body quickly circulated. After a while, she calmed down and pulled out the arrow again.
Fresh blood spurted out. Cheng Ling dodged to the side, but her shoes inevitably got stained because she was too close.
Her eyes darkened slightly as she wiped the arrow on the grass next to her, and then put it back into the case.
In the end, Cheng Ling touched the freshly-made corpse and activated moonlight energy for the third harvest of the day.
She chose to collect this person because Cheng Ling found that the material of his clothes was slightly more prominent than the others. Although the clothes were tattered and dirty on the surface, one could clearly tell that they were made of silk if one observed them carefully!
In addition to the words he had just said, it didn't sound like anything special, but these kinds of heart-piercing words were not something that ordinary people at the bottom of the society could say.
At the very least, if they had only buried their heads in farming in the past, they would not have been able to say such words when they saw the muddy yellow soil in front of them.
Cheng Ling decided to try again.
Moonlight energy surged, and a notification alerted her, "You have collected the man-eaters among the refugees from a merchant in Lou County. You have obtained 10 taels of silver and a merchant map."
Eh, this is interesting.
Cheng Ling stood up and looked at Mr. Liang's body on the ground again, deep in thought.
On the other side, Hong Guangyi was sitting on the ground, holding the unconscious Shi Hong.
Mu was also at a loss. She had some basic medical skills but no medicine in hand. Everything was in vain.
At this moment, Cheng Ling walked over. She had just put away the crossbow. It all seemed like a long story, but her actions were swift and didn't waste much time.
Cheng Erni saw her and called out happily, "Brother Ling!"
A kind of dependence and trust was already reflected in his tone.
Cheng Ling nodded and squatted next to Shi Hong to check his wound.
First of all, he found that Mu Sanniang's technique of tying the bandage was very good. In addition, although the wound on Shi Hong's arm was deep, fortunately, it didn't hurt his major arteries. So by this time, the blood flow from his wound had actually gradually stopped.
The reason why he was unconscious now was probably because of his injuries, and also because he was very likely hungry.
"Let's go to the water first," Cheng Ling said immediately. "We'll get some water and some food."
Hong Guangyi seemed to have woken up from a dream. He quickly said, "Yes! We should get some food!"
With that, he hurriedly helped Shi Hong to stand up. Then, he mustered all his strength and lifted him up vertically from his knees.
After carrying the man, Hong Guangyi strode away. As he walked, he didn't forget to call the two children. "Little lang, lady Yun, come quickly."
The two children looked like they were seven or eight years old. Since the adults put them down, they had been snuggling up to each other and did not say a word. When Hong Guangyi called out to them, they didn't respond and just followed him obediently.
The group entered the forest. Not long after, they saw that the trees in front of them gradually thinned. A wide stream meandered down from the mountain in the West. The stream gurgled and passed through the forest. It was actually about ten feet wide.
What a beautiful mountain stream, so clear and pleasant!
The most eye-catching thing was the large iron pot placed next to the mountain stream.
The iron pot was three feet wide, and the firewood under it was burning vigorously. The water in the pot was boiling, and the steam was rising, which was very unsightly.
"What a big wok!" Cheng Erni exclaimed in joy.
She was pleasantly surprised. Nowadays, ironware was hard to come by. Such a big iron pot was hard to come by, even before the disaster, let alone during the escape.
"They used this pot to cook people," Hong Guangyi continued.
"Blargh!"
Cheng Erni's joy suddenly stopped, and she bent over to retch.
Mu also turned her head away, revealing an expression of not being able to bear to watch.
"Mother, let's go upstream for a while," Cheng Dani bit her lip and said.
Cheng Ling walked over to the pot and picked up a stone on the ground beside the stream. She used a stone as a cushion to flip over the pot, and the boiling water in the pot was poured over the burning firewood below.
With a few sizzling sounds, the firewood was immediately extinguished, and a burst of choking smoke rose.
The iron pot was turned upside down on the wet firewood. Cheng Ling lifted the stone and smashed the bottom of the pot.
Her strength was extremely condensed, and her technique was superb. Coupled with the continuous flow of yin and yang energy in her body, after a few violent hits, the bottom of the iron pot was smashed through by her!
Hong Guangyi stood at the side, dumbfounded.