The clouds are covered with dark clouds and the cold wind is howling.

As the dead grass flew, a group of people bent over and walked forward on the steep hillside with some difficulty.

Judging from the weather, it will rain soon.

This is a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, either older, or seven or eight-year-old children. They are thin, with a slutty face, and look either frightened or numb.

At the end of the team is a strong man holding a steel knife.

This man looked fierce and impatient with his expression and looked at the team moving forward slowly: "A group of miscellaneous people, let me go quickly. If I get wet in the rain, I will go back and cut you alive!"

It was just going up the mountain against the wind, and everyone was physically and mentally exhausted, but suddenly they were intimidated by this man. The old woman walking at the back was so scared that her body shook, her feet became unstable and soft, and her body actually turned to the strong man behind her.

The old man next to him wanted to help him, but it was too late.

"ah!"

Accompanied by the old woman's shrill scream, the next moment, the dull chopping sound of sharp blades tearing the flesh...

Everyone stopped, turned around, and subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came.

"Kill you, an immortal!"

The strong man who was escorting them had a ferocious face, his eyes were pounding blood. While cursing, he kept waving the steel knife in his hand and slashing at the old woman who was still screaming under him.

"Mad, if you guys weren't hiding, I would have been eating meat, drinking, and playing with women in the mountains."

In the dull eyes of everyone, the strong man waved his sword under his body cursing and slashing.

But for a moment, the old woman's eyes widened, her face was covered in blood, and she lay on her back on the ground without moving, and there was no movement.

Even so, the strong man still couldn't relieve his hatred, as if he was venting the resentment in his heart, and still slashed at the corpse of the old woman who had stopped moving.

This crazy scene, even those old men and women who had seen many lives and deaths were so scared that they were weak all over, covering their mouths and trying to vomit, turning their heads in horror that they dared not look at them again.

The children were even more unbearable. They were so scared that they cried loudly, trying to escape but they had no strength. What's more, some of them had their eyes dulled and their minds were scared and their souls were lost.

chop!

Honey!

The sound of chopping meat, the sound of blood splattering, the curses of men, the sound of children crying in fear, and the sound of the wind in the Wusha Mountains was connected together, becoming a fear condensed into substance, like resentment and sorrow.

The sky is gloomy and dark clouds are covered with dark clouds.

Boom ~

Thunder exploded, electric flowers flashed, and silver snakes ran around in the clouds.

The originally dark sky became dimmer, as if God could not take a look at the miserable scene on the hillside below.

"Huh~"

Seeing that the heavy rain was approaching, the strong man stopped his tyrannical behavior and let out a long smell of fishy smell. The blood twitches in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"Haha, please feel free!"

He wiped the mixture of sweat and blood on his forehead with satisfaction, and pointed the steel knife that was stuck in the bloody flesh and foam at the young and old who had been scared in front of him.

"While I'm in a good mood now, you meat sheep should walk up the mountain quickly!"

As the steel knife swung, the sticky blood and flesh were thrown on the faces of the old man and child in front, finally awakening them back to their souls.

Compared to the old woman's bloody corpse, the strong man in front of her is undoubtedly even more terrifying.

The old man and the old lady in the team endured the fear in their hearts, half pulled and half pulled the children, and continued to move forward to the mountain under the drive of the strong man.

The strong wind swayed the withered weeds, stinging on the face, making it difficult to look straight ahead.

The strong man squinted his eyes and glanced around casually.

The surrounding plants are sparse, and because of the terrain, even if the weather is low in visibility, it is difficult to hide people at a glance.

There shouldn't be a meat sheep just now to escape.

They dared not!

The strong man bent down and wiped the old woman's body twice, and followed the team at the end of the team.

The group gradually drifted away and disappeared on the hillside, leaving only a bloody corpse and the sound of the woofy wind surrounding the mountain.

"Vomit~"

Suddenly, a slight sound of dry retching came from the side and back of the old woman's body.

The strong man would never have thought that someone had taken the opportunity to hide just now. He was only half a foot away from where he was just now, but it was in his blind spot in his field of vision.

"Stayed to survive."

Li Qingxuan stood up weakly from the lying ground, hunched over, crawled towards the old woman's body with his hands and feet, and then endured the fishy smell and the instinct of vomiting in his body, and began to search clumsyly.

Half a piece of dry cake, and the old woman was covered in ragged and bloody clothes.

These are all Li Qingxuan’s gains.

"This season is about autumn and winter, when heavy rain is coming, and in the wilderness, there is no shelter in the surroundings except for the village where the original body lives on the mountain."

There is no place to hide the wind and rain, and I will definitely not be able to survive tonight's cold rainy night as a child.

Li Qingxuan's eyes were calm that was completely inconsistent with the child. Regardless of the sticky blood on his hands, he endured the instinct of nausea and disgusting, and stuffed the dry cake into his mouth and chased after the strong men and the group of people leaving.

There is Lijia Village where this body originally lived, but it was captured by a group of vicious bandits half a day ago.

And the old, weak, sick and disabled who escaped due to the obstruction of young and strong people, were caught back by the bandits guarding the mountain before they ran down the mountain.

If it weren't for that strong man, he had accidentally revealed on the road that these children were the meat tonight, and he would not have been willing to take risks in such weather.

Passively return to the village, and there will be no life if you die.

Take the initiative to sneak back and take advantage of the awareness of adults and the familiarity of the village, there is still a glimmer of hope.

That's right.

Li Qingxuan is not a person from this world.

In his previous life, he was a private detective active in the gray area. He made a great reputation with his courage and meticulousness, and never touched people he could not afford to offend, so he lived a very comfortable life.

If you walk by the river often, how can you not wet your shoes?

In the end, he was careless and got into power. He used all kinds of methods to defeat the other party and said casual orders. Even if he found out that something was wrong, he still died of a bad life.

When I woke up again, I found that I had become an eight-year-old child with the same name and surname, and had some fragmented memories of the other party.

But the current situation is not optimistic.

The strong men were moving forward unfastly. After crossing the mountain, Li Qingxuan watched their backs disappear into a sparse forest.

He lay on the ground and did not continue to follow.

After passing through the not-so-large forest, it is Lijia Village.

In this location, there may be patrols of bandits in the woods staring at the foot of the mountain.

"I hope the rain will come sooner, otherwise when the sky is completely dark, even if this body does not have night blindness, I will not have a great chance of survival."

Li Qingxuan prayed in his heart.

Only after dying once did I realize the preciousness of life.

When he is a human being again, even if he has a chance to live one in ten thousand, he will never be willing to give up.

The mountain wind is bitter.

Li Qingxuan suppressed his anxiety and kept moving his limbs carefully to keep his blood flowing so as not to be stiff and unable to move.

Fortunately, he was thin and the old woman's bloody clothes wrapped him like a blanket, keeping the temperature of his body.

Time passes by little by little.

Finally, on the eve of the sky completely dim, a silver-white lightning flashed through the black and gray sky, illuminating the woods ahead.

Boom!

Thunder exploded, and raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky, washing the filth of this land.

"I will definitely survive!"
Chapter completed!