After the miners rushed to Han Ming and the young man, they began to fight against the people next to them in order to grab the golden snake. The scene in the mine suddenly became chaotic, and the fight lasted for half a quarter of an hour before it stopped.

But after a stick of incense, the mine track, which was already full of curses, became quiet, and only a few people were left holding torches and squatting on the ground looking for something.

Those who grabbed the corpse of the golden snake had already run away, and most of them went to chase those who grabbed the golden snake. Only two people knew that the possibility of chasing the golden snake was very low, so they simply stopped chasing it, but stayed there to collect the ore left by those people.

There were more than twenty miners here before. The ore they collected for three days was all here. If you count carefully, these ores are not a small number. Even if you can't match a poisonous golden snake, they are worth half a piece. It's much more cost-effective than chasing the snake body that has been torn into many petals.

The two men quickly found most of the ores of people and then prepared to walk outside. However, when one of them left, they glanced at Han Ming by chance, but accidentally saw a trace of gold in the bamboo basket that was lying beside him.

The miner was surprised and immediately turned around and walked towards Han Ming's bamboo basket. When he was next to the basket, the miner used the shovel in his hand to pick up the rag covered by the basket, and then stretched his head to look inside.

Two large pieces of black and gold ore appeared in the eyes of the miner. The miner recognized the two pieces of ore as the best, which was one level higher than the ore he had picked up before. This made him ecstatic?

"This kid is really weird. Not only did he bite a poisonous golden snake to death and strangle a poisonous golden snake, he also dug two ores with such a high content. This amount is enough to exchange for food for more than half a month!" The miner bent down with a smile and put away the two pieces.

The miner briefly flipped around again, and after he was convinced that there was nothing missing, he left the mine with another miner. They dared not stay for a long time, because if the other miners came back, the ore they collected might be out of stock.

As for the two teenagers who fell to the ground and were too lazy to ask about it.

After the two miners disappeared into the corner, the entire mine channel became quiet and no other sound could be heard.

The mine channel was very dark, with only one and a half-extinguished torch in the corner of the wall still emitting dim light. However, the range of the torch's faint fire light illuminated was very small, and it could only make people see the things in the mine channel vaguely.

The fire that would be extinguished at any time not only did not make the mine brighter, but instead added a terrifying atmosphere to the mine, especially the firelight shone on the five corpses that were loomingly visible and vaguely visible from a distance.

However, this quiet atmosphere did not last long. For about half a quarter of an hour, the young man who was originally lying on Han Ming's chest still woke up slowly, but when he moved his body, he moaned in pain. He knew that he had been stepped on by those people.

The boy shook his head vigorously, forcibly awake, and then struggled to support himself, but the fatigue and severe pain in his body made him try several times but failed. After trying several times, the boy finally forced himself to sit up with gritted teeth.

After the boy sat up, the first thing he did was to check the situation of Han Ming beneath him, but the scene that caught his eye made his heart fall to the lowest point.

The young man saw the skin on the face of the man under him appearing strangely golden yellow. He felt like he had been coated with a layer of gold paint. After pinching his skin, he showed that the man below had already stiffened, just like a dead person.

The young man checked Han Ming and finally saw two small holes flowing with black blood at the tiger's mouth in his left hand.

"I've been bitten!" the young man murmured, and then he was stunned.

The boy sat there for a long time, and finally felt as if he had remembered something, and suddenly burst into tears.

"The master just wanted to save me, so did the wet nurse, so did Qiaoer. Now someone is dead to save me, so I am just a broom star." The boy wiped his sleeves on his face, wiped away the tears that had already flowed on his face, and then continued to cry.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have distributed the steamed buns to you, and you wouldn't have died. I killed another person, and someone would always lose his life to save me." The boy wiped his tears again and cried to himself again.

But it seemed that he was crying fiercely. The boy behind him couldn't hear clearly what he said, or he was just crying, saying nothing, just muttering and muttering.

"Huh." The boy suddenly stopped crying, and his tears immediately stopped. He looked close to the face of the man beneath him in surprise, trying to take a closer look, because he seemed to see the man under him rolling his eyes.

However, the result disappointed the young man. He stared at the eyes of the man under him for more than ten breaths, but he never saw the eyes turn again.

After confirming that the person's eyes were no longer moved, the boy couldn't help but feel sad and cried again: "Wow, I'm still dead."

The boy cried more fiercely, as if he had cried out all the things he had suffered these days. In the end, he cried until he had a little difficulty in breathing, and he almost cried and fainted.

The crying lasted for about half a quarter of an hour before the boy stopped crying. He seemed to be tired of crying.

"Hey, it turned again!" The young man approached the man's head again, because this time he seemed to see the man's eyes turn again.

"Hey, I really moved! My eyes turned to the other side!" The boy suddenly wiped tears from his face, and then he carefully stared at the person in front of him.

The young man leaned against the chest of the man in front of him, listened carefully, and soon he almost jumped up happily. He shouted happily: "There is still heartbeat! There is still heartbeat! Not dead yet."

At this time, the boy had no sad expression. He stood up hard and tried to carry Han Ming on his back, but he had no strength at all. He tried several times but failed to carry Han Ming on his back, and he also accidentally threw Han Ming to the ground many times.

The boy couldn't carry Han Ming, and the young man did not give up. He grabbed Han Ming's clothes on his shoulders with both hands, and then dragged Han Ming hard on the ground.

About half an hour later, in a relatively remote ore vein, the young man helped Han Ming up and put a piece of rag behind Han Ming, leaving Han Ming half leaning against the ore wall.

At this time, the boy was surprised to find that Han Ming's eyes could be rotated flexibly, and his clear eyes had regained their spirits.

"You are so lucky. You are not even killed even after being bitten by the poisonous golden snake! I have seen people who are poisonous golden snakes before, and they died without even speaking a few words. But you have persisted until now, and it seems to be getting better. Your eyes can also turn flexibly, and your skin has begun to soften, and it is no longer as stiff as before. It's a miracle!"

The young man used clean water to clean the wound at the tiger's mouth in Han Ming's left hand again, and kept rubbing the two blood holes until he rubbed the wound on his hand white. He stopped.

After washing the wound on Han Ming's hand, the young man observed Han Ming with the weak firelight of the torch. As he looked, he was stunned. His eyes became a little hollow, and his thoughts didn't know where they flew.

"Gulu, Gulu." Flashes of sounds came into the boy's ears, and the boy's wandering thoughts were immediately pulled back.

"You're hungry! But our ores have been stolen, and we can't change the food! I've eaten up all my steamed buns before!" The boy murmured with his head down.

During these three days, he dug a small piece of ore, which could barely exchange for a few steamed buns, but he was just trampled by the miners. After waking up, the ore was gone, which made him very uncomfortable and desperate, because it was his food for the next three days. Without these foods, it was still a matter of whether he could survive!

Han Ming cried for a while, and the boy's belly started to scream without competing. The voice was not smaller than that in Han Ming's belly. The boy's face suddenly turned red!

"Why are you rushing? Is it a cockfighting?" The boy looked at Han Ming with a bitter face, but he found that the latter was hushing.

"What are you doing? Is it hurt? Is it poisonous? Don't scare me!" The young man saw Han Ming's eyes keep glancing to the ground, and he immediately approached Han Ming to help him get calm. He thought it was the snake venom in Han Ming's body that made him feel a little unconscious!

But Han Ming's eyes were still glancing to the ground, as if he wanted to express something.

"Is there something on the ground?" the boy tried to ask, but Han Ming still kept glancing on the ground.

The boy looked at Han Ming's eyes carefully, thought for a few breaths, and then asked tentatively: "In the mouth?"

At this time, Han Ming no longer glanced around his eyes, but turned around his eyes.

The young man tried hard to open Han Ming's stiff mouth and looked close to the torch. After he saw what was in Han Ming's mouth clearly, he was so scared that he took a step back because he saw a snake head, which looked like a poisonous golden snake.

After the young man mustered up the courage to take out half of the snake head from Han Ming's mouth, Han Ming's eyes glanced out of the mine track.

"You asked me to use this snake head to exchange for food!" the boy asked with some doubt.

"Yes, I just thought! A poisonous golden snake can be exchanged for food for half a year. If we have half a snake head here, we can definitely exchange for several steamed buns!" The boy slapped his head, as if he suddenly realized it.

He carefully wrapped the snake's head with a piece of rag, then put the snake's head wrapped in the rag into his arms, and then tidied up his clothes.
Chapter completed!