Xiao Xu lay quietly on Shen Yanjin's shoulder and listened.
"Actually, this matter started three months ago."
Three months ago.
At Tianlong Mountain, as night approaches, a big bright moon hangs high in the sky. The quiet surroundings are occasionally filled with the chirping of various insects, at the entrance to the mountain.
Several strong men were carrying game they had brought back from hunting.
The expressions on their faces were very relaxed, as if they were happy about preparing to return home.
His footsteps were neither fast nor slow, and when he stepped on the dead branches and fallen leaves, there was always a crisp sound.
Because the moon was round and bright enough, even without a torch, I could clearly see the way back.
Six or seven or eight men were chatting idly, all about which family had a beautiful girl, and about their ancestors and the youngest ones.
This was no different from any other time I came back from hunting.
until…
"Hey, why is there a person lying here?"
A relatively rough voice sounded, and the seven people who were chatting in front stopped and turned to look back.
"Don't worry about it, he's probably here to escape famine."
There is no real kindness in this world. They all have young and elderly people at home and can't even take care of themselves, let alone saving someone and bringing back an extra pair of chopsticks and bowls.
The man who discovered it touched his nose, withdrew his gaze from the man, sniffed and said, "Then let's keep going."
He turned around, intending to quickly catch up with the seven people.
But as soon as the strong man raised his foot, he felt something grabbing his ankle.
Years of survival in the wild told him instinctively that the thing grabbing his ankle was a hand.
The strong man didn't even dare to steal the head. He had a stiff expression and quickly looked at the seven people waiting in front of him. He saw panic and horror expressions on their faces.
Immediately afterwards, the seven men carried their things and ran away without looking back.
The strong man who was caught also wanted to run away.
However, the hand that grabbed his foot didn't seem to intend to let him go.
The tall and strong man almost cried and said, "I haven't done anything bad, can you please stop looking for me?"
Obviously, the hand holding his ankle had no intention of letting him go. Perhaps it was because of human's strange curiosity, the strong man slowly lowered his head and glanced downwards.
I just want to take a peek.
If he knew that what he saw would make his scalp tingle so much, he would definitely not bow his head!
It's too late.
What was imprinted in the sturdy man's eyes was a mass of a person who had been squeezed into something and rolled into a ball. The only thing that could be identified was the pair of strange eyes that were glowing with a blue light.
"ah……"
The strong man screamed, and his limbs instantly turned into mud, like thick porridge, scattered on this strange grass.
The ball of flesh slowly unfolded, and hands, feet, and body grew out bit by bit, eventually turning into... the appearance of a dead strong man.
He lowered his head, picked up the cloth clothes on the ground with his strong hands, and put them on one by one.
At the end, he raised his head and looked at the bright moon. His blue eyes overflowed with blue light, and finally, as he blinked, the light completely faded.
The sturdy man kicked his feet, a strange and ferocious smile appeared on his honest face, and he walked towards the village step by step.
The pile of things behind him had already slid into the mud and sand, and would remain with the mud forever.
When the seven people who were running saw the dim candlelight, they all smiled widely, and their tense muscles relaxed slightly.
The villagers were delighted to see their husbands returning and went forward to greet them.
"You're back? But why are you running away in such a hurry?"
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