Next to him was a skinny farmer sharpening a boning knife, and next to him lay a dead baby.
After sharpening the knife, the farmer used it to cut the baby's body.
"Stop!" Li Haoran opened his eyes in horror. They were preparing to eat human flesh.
Lu Asan and Gao Er rushed over and pinned the farmer to the ground. The farmer barely resisted, and in fact, he didn't have the strength to do so. "Kill me, kill me quickly! Living is suffering."
The farmer's voice was weak and cold, and he was saying it was true. Living here was more like hell. No, this place was even worse than hell.
"You have lost all conscience and are eating your own flesh and blood!" Li Haoran's eyes were filled with hatred.
The starving peasant woman knelt down crying, "Sir, this is not our child. We exchanged him for someone else."
Li Haoran felt his hair stand on end. He staggered and grabbed the peasant woman: "Where is your child!" Similarly, hunger also accompanied Li Haoran and others.
The peasant woman trembled and pointed to the west, then her head dropped, her body went limp and she starved to death on the ground.
The three of them were horrified and supported each other as they ran westward. They didn't have much strength left. From afar, they could smell the aroma of meat. Li Haoran felt dizzy and felt like he was on the edge of hell.
This is a home. The wooden door is closed and the aroma of meat wafts out from the yard.
Li Haoran kicked the wooden door open, and Lu Asan and Gao Er rushed in with their swords drawn.
The horrific scene before him made Li Haoran's stomach churn. It was the same broken pot, but the only difference was that it was filled with meat, human flesh.
There was no doubt that it was the flesh and blood of the peasant woman. What was even more unacceptable was that a man was about to reach into the pot to take out the meat, and next to him was a peasant woman who had already starved to death.
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