Traveling through Thailand

Tu Cha had no idea how long he had been beaten. He only knew that if no one came to help him, he would be dead. He lay powerless on the cold ground, with only Master Tian Kun, who was in a mess, beside him. Every time he saw him being dragged back, his eyes would well up with tears.

Seeing him crying like this, Tu Cha wanted to complain: Instead of crying, why not take off your coat and use it as a cushion for him? The floor is really too cold.

He knew in his heart that the cold he felt was due to excessive blood loss, and the lack of hot food made him even more miserable.

"You, just hold on a little longer, my father will definitely send someone to rescue us."

Tu Cha, who felt exhausted all over, didn't even want to look at him. He was in so much pain that he had no energy to think about anything else.

He didn't know how much longer he could hold on, nor did he know when this unreliable system would show up and save his life.

After receiving accurate information, Pete and his team began to deploy to rescue Master Tiankun. If there were people at the racetrack, they would definitely recognize the person sitting on the other side.

"Mr. Assistant, that's all the details. Do you have anything to add?"

"No. We will fully cooperate with this rescue plan."

Half an hour later, they got in the car and sped towards the location they had found.

Tu Cha, lying on the ground, closed his eyes and rested, saving some strength. After getting used to the pain in his body, he began his daily compulsory course - calling the system.

Brother Tong, Brother Tong, help me.

Tongzi, help me.

Help...

I howled in my heart for several times, and thought that this time I would not receive a reply just like the previous few days, but I didn't expect that this time my calls would get through.

"Host, how did you get beaten like this?"

Xiao, watching from the side, glanced at the system talking to him, not interrupting to disrupt its rhythm. But that one glance said it all: Little Ladder, he's a master at deception. Could it be that he's been around that person for so long that he's picked up bad habits? No, next time, he'll have to go there less often.

If the Tang family heard what he was thinking at this moment, they would definitely cry out that they were wronged and would strictly refuse this sudden scapegoat.

"Tongzi, you are finally alive."

"Well, can you hold on?"

"No. Help, Tongzi."

"Yeah, got it. I'm looking through the treasure chest, wait a minute."

Tucha calmed down and listened to the crackling sound in her mind. She could vaguely hear: "No."

"Not this either."

"That... isn't it either."

"Well, it seems this won't work either."

 …

A few minutes later, Tucha and the others were about to fall asleep to Tiankun's whimpering. Suddenly, the system increased its volume: "Hahaha, found it."

"..." Tu Cha, who was woken up, wanted to greet him with some beautiful cultural words.

After finally hearing the system's response and feeling like falling asleep, he was yelled back by the system just as he was about to step into the arms of Zhou Gong.

I really don't know whether to greet him or not?

Thinking about how I haven't had much food these past few days and how weak my body feels... Forget it, let's just wait until I've escaped this crisis.

"Here, eat it."

Tucha saw the black meatball floating on the edge of her mouth, which was emitting a foul smell. In contrast to the taste of blood, she had no desire to eat it at all.

The system book leaned over, looking at him with a puzzled expression as he kept his mouth tightly shut. "Eat this! It will restore your strength."

"Can I choose not to eat it?" Tu Cha held his breath. At this moment, he felt surrounded by the smell of stinky feet.

"No." The system looked at Xiao Yi: This medicine is very effective and smells good, why doesn't he take it?

Seeing the system's doubts, he just glanced at the system lightly, then retracted his gaze: Haha, only your weird system likes the taste of that pill.

"Eat it quickly, otherwise the people around you will get suspicious when the smell spreads."

Tucha glanced at Tiankun, who sat in the corner. He closed his eyes, steeled himself, and swallowed the pill. Fortunately, the pill's effectiveness was immediate, transforming into essence the moment it entered his body. A few seconds later, he felt a surge of strength that supported his movements.

Three minutes later, Tu Cha asked, "Brother Tong, can this medicine only restore physical strength?" After waiting for a while, the pain in his body showed no sign of subsiding, so he asked to express his doubts.

"Yes. Each medicine has a different effect. This only removes the effect from your body. It definitely won't relieve the pain."

"Is there any painkiller?" He asked another question, thinking it made sense.

"Have."

"Give me one." He was unwilling to endure this kind of pain for even a second.

"Row."

A second later, Tu Cha regretted it.

What kind of pills are these? I tolerated the smell of smelly feet before, but why does this one smell like shit?

"..."

"Is there no normal flavor?"

Hearing the disdain in his words, the system frowned: "Why is this split personality so troublesome? Aren't these medicines made by the main personality when it was bored in the world of cultivation?"

I remember he liked the smell back then, didn't he? How come he doesn't like the smell anymore after changing his personality?

"This is the only flavor available, eat it quickly." The system took a look at the pain-relieving pills of other different flavors and said without any psychological burden.

Tu Cha closed his eyes in pain, but for the sake of his life, he had to swallow it even if it was real shit... No way, if such a thing really happened, he would definitely hit his head against the ground to make himself clear about his mind.

Tian Kun, who was sitting in the corner, sniffed the smell in the air and was very confused: "Huh? Where does the durian smell come from?" After saying that, he leaned over and sniffed around, and finally located the place where Tu Cha was lying.

He tilted his head in this direction and asked, "You...ate durian before you were caught?" So the smell of your poop also has the residual smell of durian?

He didn't say the latter sentence, and I felt that if he said it, something bad would happen.

When Tu Cha heard the person behind him getting up, he opened his mouth and swallowed the shit-tasting pill.

When he came to his senses, his body stiffened, but the pain gradually dissipated, making him forget the pain of taking the medicine.

“The medicine is so effective!!”

"That's right. This medicine is the best painkiller in the world of immortal cultivation and the most popular in the human world."

The pain subsided, Tu Cha propped herself up, and stood up to Tian Kun's shock.

"You, you, you've regained your strength?" Tian Kun slumped to the ground. Is this guy's resistance so strong? He had no strength at all two days ago, especially after the injection, lying in bed all day. Now he's resisted the effects of the drug and stood up... This abnormal ability is really enviable.

Tian Kun stood up hurriedly and walked over to him: "You resisted the effects of the drug, does that mean you can fight me out?"

He thought about the scene where he killed nearly 30 people by himself that day, and he felt very confident that he could escape from this den of wolves.

They all began to imagine the bodyguards fighting hard outside. When the two sides were fighting fiercely, he would stand in front of them and blind their aluminum alloy eyes under the protection of Tucha Yifu.

Just as he was about to laugh out loud in his fantasy, with a "pop", Tu Cha fell at his feet.

Tian Kun blinked his eyes in confusion: Is this a failure of recovery? Then, what about my shining debut?

Just as he was about to ask, he heard footsteps outside. He thought someone was coming to grab Tucha again, but he didn't expect it to be his turn.

Tu Cha watched as he was being carried out, his eyes constantly conveying the message of help.

After the door closed and the footsteps faded away, he got up from the ground. Rubbing his elbow, he spoke to the system in his head, "Brother Tong, is he in danger?"

"No."

"Well, that's fine."

He seemed so weak all over that if he were whipped a few times, he would be crippled.

I walked to the door and observed the closed door lock, reached out and turned the door handle, and finally confirmed that the door could not be opened from the inside.