"Go to get some water by the river, we need to re-clean and bandage Lawrence's wound."

Tang De said to Bitch.

The cottage was very simple, with only one bed. Everyone placed Lawrence on it and built a stove in the kitchen, but in this case no one would live and cook here.

Not to mention anything else, the rising smoke will expose everyone's whereabouts.

After waiting for a while, Bizhi walked in with a large piece of bark. He peeled off fresh bark from the surrounding trees and gathered it on both sides, barely used as a container for water.

In addition, he also carried a few rhizome-like things on his body.

“This is water.”

"When I was peeling the bark, I also found a few tuber. Although this thing doesn't taste very good, it can barely satisfy my hunger."

There was no furniture in the house, so Beach could only hold the bark in her hand, and Michelle took off the tubers that Beach dug back.

Although the Biqi man was thick and mighty, he was a very careful person. The tubers he dug out of the ground were washed by the river with water, and he could eat them directly.

Michelle took the tubers in her hand and observed them carefully, and identified that they were just ordinary plant rhizomes that could be taken. She gave them to Tang De and took a bite by herself.

The mouth is a bit sweet, to be honest, the taste is really not very good, but by this time everyone is already hungry, and ordinary tubers can taste sweet.

After eating up a small piece of food in his hand in just a few seconds, Michelle opened a small bag he carried with him, took out a clean cloth, and then cleaned up Lawrence's wounds.

Lawrence had fallen to the ground before, and a large amount of soil was rolled on the broken arm, which was very troublesome to clean up in this case.

As soon as Michelle took action, Lawrence woke up from the severe pain. He opened his eyes in a daze and looked around.

"Where am I?"

At this moment, Lawrence's eyes narrowed and his other intact hand touched his body.

A small pistol fell into the palm of his hand, and the muzzle was slightly moved at Beech who was standing not far away.

"Lawrence, what are you going to do?!"

Michelle was shocked and shot like lightning, quickly knocking out the gun in Lawrence's hand.

Beach stood there in a daze, obviously not expecting that Lawrence would point his gun at him.

"It's not Bitch's fault!"

After knocking the gun in Lawrence's hand away, Michelle stepped forward and pressed Lawrence down on the bed.

"At that time, if he didn't cut off your arm, his life would be saved. Now he might have been attacked by venom and turned into a pool of pus and blood."

Lawrence hit his head against the wooden board behind him, and he couldn't help but let out a soft hum, and Venus appeared in front of him.

I reached out my hand and seemed to want to say something, but a strong sense of nausea surged into my mind.

He said intermittently, "Kill, kill..."

"Let him have some rest."

Tang De ate the tubers in his hand and handed Michelle a syringe.

Michelle nodded and injected the drug from the syringe into Lawrence.

"Bich's movements were very timely, but some venom still entered the blood. The dose should not be high. Although it is not fatal enough, it will affect his nerves."

Donde glanced at Beach and patted the latter on the shoulder, "Don't take it seriously, Lawrence didn't mean it."

"For a demon hunter, being disabled almost means the end of his career."

After the injection of the drug, Lawrence soon fell into a lethargy, and Michelle began to deal with Lawrence's wounds quickly.

After cleaning and cutting off a part of the necrotic rotten meat, Michelle knew that the river was not clean, but she had no choice at the moment.

Finally, he thoroughly cleared the poison on the surface of the wound, and then injected the corresponding medicine to stop bleeding and bandage. Seeing that Lawrence's state in a sleepy state gradually became stable, Michelle completely relaxed.

"Stay a break and eat something."

Tang De said from the side.

The tubers of the plant do not have much calories. After eating everything, the hunger not only did not relieve it, but instead became stronger.

However, this thing has a lot of moisture, and even if it cannot provide heat, it can relieve the body's hunger.

After resting for a while, Tang De felt that his brain drowsiness had not been relieved, but was tending to aggravate. He knew that this was a sequelae caused by his continuous outbreaks in the battle.

"Bich, go and send some food to Carl, and ask him about his situation."

"If the situation is stable, we will take a break here to relieve fatigue and recover from injuries on our bodies."

Tang De said to Bitch.

Bich nodded, picked up a few pieces of fast stems and turned around and left.

Michelle was in good condition, but Tang De's face became worse and worse. He leaned against the window and watched Beech go out. He was drowsy, his eyes getting heavier and he fell asleep unconsciously.

In a trance, he seemed to hear someone entering the house.

His eyelids were as heavy as if he had been filled with lead. He forced himself to keep his energy but only opened a little gap.

A tall figure walked in from outside the door in the darkness.

"How about it, what did Carl say?"

Tang De asked in a daze.

"I've delivered the stuff, he said it's delicious."

"Everything is normal, just rest with confidence."

Beech's voice sounded a little strange, but Tang De was too tired, and the tense string in his brain was almost broken.

After hearing Beech's words, he could no longer suppress the fatigue in his heart. He closed his eyes and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

Looking at the three people in the room who were sleeping, a relieved smile appeared on Beech's face.

"Since it's so hard, don't wake up again."

After saying that, he moved his strong body and left the hut.

The sky is getting brighter and the night is about to end.

Carl shrank in the darkness. Although his vision could not penetrate the night, the way the psychic observes the world is very different from that of ordinary people.

When their vision is affected, they prefer to feel the changes in their surroundings through the spirits wandering in the void.

There is peace.

But for some reason, Carl always feels restless.

"After so long, why is there no news in the cabin?"

"It's so weird. Why did Captain Tangde bring everyone here?"

Carl turned around and looked at the cottage that was looming in the darkness, and his anxiety became stronger and stronger.

"No, it's so weird!"

"I have to go back and take a look."

Thinking of this, he jumped down from the top of the tree and ran quickly towards the cottage.

The cottage in the distance was silent, and at this moment before the alternation of night and dawn, it was as quiet as a tomb.

Kick!

Before Carl could get closer, a strange voice came from a distance. When the distance was closer, Carl saw a strong back waving something in the field.

"Bige?"

"What are you doing?"

Carl subconsciously slowed down.

state!

The hoe was thrown on the ground, and the figure in the field slowly straightened his waist. He turned slightly, revealing a strange face.

"Oh...you talk about me?"

"Of course I'm preparing food for you."

Carl's scalp was numb and couldn't help looking into the fields. In the reddish-brown soil, he rolled out a piece of rotten corpse.

"I have been buried for so long, and there are not many delicious things."
Chapter completed!