Chapter 37 A Sugar-Coated Knife

"Set fire to the mountain?" Jiang Yunqi's eyebrows slightly raised.

"Yes, set fire to the mountain."

The girl's tone was firm, with sadness and sadness flashing in her eyes.

"Here, there is a group of man-eating monsters." She retracted her gaze into the distance, she tightly grasped her sleeves, and a forced smile appeared on her face, "They are more terrifying than zombies."

Some things cannot be explained in a few words. The girl sat on a fallen tree trunk and told the horrible story that happened in this mountain area.

After this place was abandoned, it completely became a shelter for vagrants.

Many homeless people have a home here.

But this home did not stay warm for long.

Because the end of the world has come.

There are many weeds in the mountains, but only the common ones can be named. The girl has no surname, her name is Jixue, which is taken from Centella asiatica. It was called by a homeless woman.

Later, after being called so many times, it became a name.

In fact, for these wanderers, the name is just a code name and has no meaning.

Ever since the girl can remember, she has lived in this abandoned villa area.

She grew up eating the food begged by wanderers and wild fruits and vegetables in the mountains.

In the past fifteen years, although it was hard, she could still survive.

Until half a year ago, the apocalypse broke out.

Most of the wanderers were killed or injured, and only Jixue and four other wanderers were left.

Among these four wanderers, two were little beggars under the age of ten.

"Then why are you alone now?"

Gu Bingchen didn't know when he woke up. He felt dizzy and bloated, as if his brain was flooded, and his body also had nausea.

Jiang Yunqi helped the exhausted Gu Bingchen up, touched his clothes, and found only a plum candy. Without saying a word, he opened the package and stuffed it into his mouth. Jixue

heard this, glanced at the two of them lightly, and smiled sadly: "Why else? He died."

"As for why he died..." Her expression was a little dull, and she was immersed in sad memories and couldn't extricate herself.

Although there were occasional zombies or mutant creatures in the woods, they could barely deal with it by relying on the advantage of being familiar with the terrain.

The weather was good that day, with clear skies.

The fog was heavy in the mountains, and it had rained for a week straight. The bedding was damp, so they took out the clothes to dry while the sun was shining.

"Sister Jixue!"

The birds in the forest were suddenly startled by the hurried footsteps and flew everywhere, mixed with the shouts of a child.

Jixue looked up and saw a group of injured people following the little beggar.

"Sunflower, are you okay?"

Just like Jixue's name, the names of children who grew up in the mountains were all taken from weeds and wild flowers.

She subconsciously thought that the child was bullied. She was only a teenager, but she stood in front of other wanderers and acted as a protector.

Her tender face was full of determination and vigilance.

"Who are you?" Jixue frowned and asked.

"Hello, kids. We encountered a group of zombies. We accidentally broke in while fleeing. Sorry." The person who spoke was an old lady. She was very old, with gray hair and wrinkles all over her face.

Thinking of the other two elderly people in the house, Jixue's attitude softened a bit, but she still remained alert: "The way down the mountain is not here."

She thought that the group of people were lost.

The old lady smiled kindly. She said, "Several of us are injured. Can we stay here for a while? Once we are well, we will leave immediately and will not stay to avoid disturbing you."

Jixue was only a few years old and had never seen the dangers of society and the darkness of human nature. She stood on tiptoe, took a look at the injured people, felt a little sympathy and compassion in her heart, and after obtaining the consent of other vagrants, she allowed them to stay here for a few days.

"But I never thought that it was this decision that pushed all of us into hell." Jixue's eyes were red, and tears as big as beans rolled in her eyes. She bit her lips tightly and tried her best to suppress the sorrow and hatred in her heart.

She said hoarsely: "At that time, they lived there."

Jixue stretched out her hand and pointed in a general direction: "It's not visible now because it's blocked by lush leaves."

At first, the group of people and Jixue and his friends really kept to themselves.

Until later, the boy named Xu Kewen came to the door.

"Hello, my name is Xu Kewen, what's your name?" He stroked his hair, as if a little shy.

Jixue shook her head: "I don't have a name. Kuihua and the others all call me Jixue. You can call me that too."

"The mountains in the south are beautiful, and Jixue floats on the clouds." Xu Keyun praised repeatedly, "Is that your name? It sounds nice."

That was the first time Jixue met someone of the same age.

Xu Keyun taught her astronomy and geography, poetry and songs, and also taught her to sing and play the harmonica.

In exchange, Jixue taught him to recognize the herbs and non-toxic wild fruits in the mountains.

She lived a fulfilling life during that period of time.

"Xiaoxue, we have to leave." Xu Keyun held a harmonica in his palm. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "I know you won't want to leave, so this harmonica will be my parting gift."

Jixue refused to accept it.

But Xu Kewen smiled faintly: "Xiaoxue, maybe we won't see each other in the future. This harmonica is the only memory of you and me."

Finally, she was convinced, and a small harmonica appeared in her pocket, which had been empty for years.

She seemed to have really made a good friend.

Until... late at night.

That day, Jixue went down the mountain to search for supplies.

Even though there were edible wild fruits and vegetables on the mountain, the wanderers were thin and pale due to the lack of carbohydrates.

Jixue returned to the mountain with a tattered snakeskin bag. In the bag were some food left by other survivors that she picked up from the village canteen.

She was in a good mood, humming a song that Xu Kewen had taught her.

The mountains were green, the birds were chirping, and the breeze was blowing. Everything seemed fine.

Suddenly, a ball rolled down the hillside and almost tripped Jixue. She looked down and saw it was Kuihua's toy.

There were spots of blood on the ball, and she suddenly had a bad feeling.

She held her breath and hurried home.

"Bang!"

It was the sound of a snakeskin bag hitting the ground.

Jixue's mind went blank. She didn't understand why she lost all her homeless family members when she was only away for a few hours.

The blood on the concrete ground flowed on the ground and fell into the stream beside it, forming a river

of blood. The emerald green leaves were covered with reddish-brown blood beads.

"Sunflower..."

"Mother..."

"Susu..."

"...Grandpa..."

Jixue fell to the ground powerlessly, her five fingers stuck in the mud, crawling on the ground, her voice trembling, her eyes red, tears running down her cheeks and wetting her hair.

No one responded to her calls...

"Xiaoxue? Why are you crawling on the ground?"

After a buzzing in her ears, Jixue raised her head mechanically, and in her tearful eyes, she saw a familiar yet strange person.

Xu Kewen still looked shy and quiet, but what made her feel strange was that there were many bloodstains on the boy's fair face, and his eyes flashed with a strange and greedy light.

"Xu Kewen killed your family?"

Thanks to the plum candy, except for the fact that his lips were still a little pale, Gu Bingchen's condition was much better.

Jixue was silent for a while, and said, "I would rather just kill them."

However, their behavior was inhumane, bloody and violent.

She watched Xu Kewen cut off the meat from Kuihua's thigh and put it in his mouth, then curled his lips and smiled: "Xiaoxue, do you want to taste it? It's still hot."

At that second, Jixue didn't know whether she was disgusted, afraid, or angry.

She lost the ability to think, and she stood there stiffly, watching Xu Kewen and the others make a fire to cook, slice up human flesh, and either eat it raw or put it in a pot to cook.

"Yue!"

Jixue bent over and vomited, with tears and snot all over her face.

Jiang Yunqi stepped forward and handed her a tissue: "Wipe it."

"Thank you." The girl's voice was hoarse and nasal.

"Why didn't Xu Kewen kill you?" Jiang Yunqi asked.

"You may not believe it if I tell you." Jixue took off her veil and straw hat, revealing her face, with a hint of sneer in her eyes, "He likes me."

Because Xu Kewen likes her, she survived.

The girl's appearance is relatively pretty, and what is surprising is her pair of blue eyes, as clear and clean as the lake and the sky.

Gu Bingchen subconsciously said: "Are you mixed-blood?"

Jixue shook her head: "I don't even know who my biological parents are."

"You should have thought about killing him." Jiang Yunqi only took a glance and knew that the only belief that allowed the girl to survive until now was revenge.

"Yes, I tried, but failed."

Jixue said, "There are fifteen of them, all men except Grandma and Xiaoliang."

"Oh, no, there is also a child about ten years old."

At this point, her expression dimmed a little, and it was clear that Kuihua... was only ten years old.

Gu Bingchen rubbed his chin: "Child?"

"Yes, I heard from them that the child is called Xiaohe, and they are their heir." Perhaps because they felt that Jixue could not escape their control, after warning several times, Xu Kewen no longer restricted the mouths of others.

Therefore, Jixue could hear some useful information intermittently.

"Yes, the heir, inheriting some of grandma's things."

"Once, I sneaked in to take a look when no one was paying attention."

Jixue's eyes were covered with fear: "She is not a child at all, but a monster."

The two people standing opposite her said in unison: "Monster?"

As soon as the voice fell, a fierce attack fell from the sky.

Jiang Yunqi dragged Jixue back in a hurry.

Gu Bingchen was stung by the mud and coughed violently.

Jixue raised his hand and exclaimed: "This is the monster!"

Jiang Yunqi looked in the direction of the girl's finger.

A child with a human body and a snake tail, wings spread behind his back, and furry arms showed sharp fangs, and their figures were reflected in his green vertical pupils.