"Hide! How dare you hide!" The old man seemed to be furious. The strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, and he kept whipping me hard. He shouted angrily: "You should know the consequences of resisting!"
At first I just dodged his whip everywhere, but seeing his increasingly angry expression, the fear in my heart became more and more intense, so I started to stand up and run away everywhere.
When the old man saw my behavior, he became even more angry. He threw away the whip, took out a dagger from his arms, and walked towards me fiercely: "You dare to stand up in the middle of the ceremony. Everything has failed now."
Now I can only cut it into pieces and feed it to the Silkworm God."
When I heard this, I immediately no longer hesitated. I took a step forward and ran away, forgetting all the rituals, festivals, and beliefs. I just wanted to escape from here.
Unexpectedly, the old man seemed to be much more flexible than his age. His speed did not lag behind at all, and he quickly caught up with me. However, due to the complex terrain inside the cave, there were rugged stalagmites and stalactites everywhere.
The cave is relatively humid, so you need to try to avoid obstacles under your feet when running, otherwise you will easily fall.
I wear shoes similar to clogs, and the wooden teeth underneath increase friction and bite tightly with the ground, but his feet are bare and tend to slip when running, so he must devote his energy to maintaining balance.
Taking advantage of this slight advantage, I kept walking among the gaps in the stalagmites, using various naturally formed rock obstacles to slow down the other party's footsteps.
But if this continues, it will only delay time. I don't dare to leave the stalagmites and run out of the cave, because if I do, he will soon catch up.
But the continued exertion of physical energy is even more detrimental to me, because sooner or later I will run out of energy. After being bitten by so many poisonous insects before, my physical condition is already not optimistic. Now such intense consumption has gradually approached this point.
Although his body was at its limit, the old man seemed to have endless energy, chasing harder and faster, faster and faster.
I saw the corpses scattered aside, and suddenly I thought of it. I picked up a piece of corpse that had just been poisoned by Langya spider, and was as smooth and crystal clear as jelly, and threw it on the path that the old man must pass to chase me.
Sure enough, in his rage, he had lost his mind and just followed me. He didn't notice this small movement at all, so he stepped on the slippery corpse. When his foot slipped, his body slammed.
It crashed into the stalagmites ahead.
The sharp stalagmite suddenly pierced his chest. He groaned and stopped moving. But I seemed to be worried about whether he was dead, so I ran forward and snatched the knife from his hand, just like chopping vegetables.
He slashed his forehead dozens of times before stopping.
Looking at the bloody corpse in front of me, I screamed and ran out of the cave. It was already dark outside, the moon was sparse, and the evening breeze was blowing. In such a state of mind of escaping from death, everything seemed so quiet and beautiful.
.
It's just that I don't have time to enjoy the scenery now. I killed someone, and I was a person of great status, so I can't go home now, and I can't appear anywhere with people. I have to hide until everyone in the world forgets.
So far.
In the next few days, I have been hiding in a small ravine and making a living by picking wild fruits. But for some reason, maybe because of the fear of death, or because of several kinds of poisons in my body, I have no appetite at all.
None, even those few wild fruits, I forced myself to swallow to restore my strength.
Most of the time I sleep in the bushes under the ravine. It's amazing. In this hot and humid season, there should be a lot of annoying flying insects, but in the past few days, there seems to be no trace of bites on my body. It's probably
Those toxic relationships in my body.
My body felt hot and cold at times, numb at other times, and almost melting at other times, as if the poison that seeped into my body from my fingers that day was circulating again. They used my body as a fighting arena, and several armies seemed to be trying to
Seize this only piece of territory, and take turns coming and going to conquer the city.
I didn’t know whether I was dead or alive, whether the scene before me was a dream or reality, until one day I opened my eyes and suddenly saw a swarm of leeches flying in the sky above my head. They were so numerous that they covered the sky.
The sun is blocked like a plague of locusts. This is definitely not a natural phenomenon here, but seems to be manipulated by someone.
They were here! I thought that they might be the old man’s accomplices, and my desire to survive suddenly made me sober up. I quickly wanted to get up and run away, but the leeches had already noticed me. They turned sharply and stung me.
As soon as the first few touched my body, they hung on me unsteadily, motionless.
I know that they were poisoned to death by the poisonous blood in my body, but once the leech bites the target, its mouthparts will not fall down unless it lets go of its mouth, so I can only hang up the leech corpse and look towards it lifelessly.
He ran towards a stream in the ravine.
Obviously I didn't have much physical strength left. Infected by various poisons, I was wandering on the edge of life and death. Before I could run a few steps, my legs went weak and I fell into the mud. My sadness was like needle pricks.
I was bitten on my back by thousands of leeches one after another.
I felt that my body was getting heavier and heavier, and my limbs gradually became stiff and cracked, like a stubborn stone. Although I still retained a relatively clear consciousness, I was completely unable to move.
I felt myself being picked up by several people. They cursed and chatted with each other in dialect, and then threw me into a van. After driving for an unknown amount of time, the sky outside changed from day to night.
They seemed to have finally found their destination, opened the car door, and threw me roughly out of the car. Then two people lifted me up from the ground, and threw me to a cold, hard, uneven ground with a groan, and then put me on the ground.
There was a weird Nuo dance around me, and then I left in a big way.
I opened my eyes with difficulty and glanced around me. I was surrounded by desolate wilderness except for two endless railway tracks.
Was I thrown on the train track? As if to confirm my guess, I felt a tremor on the ground, and the sound of "Woo-Woo" came from the distance. This sound was all too familiar. It was a train slowly approaching from a distance.
I moved as much as possible, but to no avail. I think it was probably the poison from the leech that made me completely paralyzed and lost my ability to move.
The lights of the train were getting closer and closer, but I didn't move even one centimeter. I watched the train getting closer in despair and closed my eyes...