1816 Entering the country ruined their good fortune

Master Zuo An stood there silently, his whole body wrapped in black clothes. When the torch lit him up, he was filled with sinister energy.

But Eighteen Riders was overthinking. The atmosphere here was really weird...

In the woods, the wind blew the trees, and the branches and leaves swayed in the wind. When illuminated by the moonlight, it was like a ghostly figure floating above their heads, so eerie and scary. In addition, Master Zuo An said that many people had died before, which made people involuntarily think more.

"Ahem..." Eighteenth Rider coughed to cover up his abnormality: "Girl, are you going over now?"

"Go and take a look. The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger. I don't know what happened." Even if they didn't go to see, the other party might not let them go.

The strong smell of blood meant that the person who did it was definitely not a merciful person. Their presence in this forest was enough to arouse the other party's suspicion. Instead of waiting for others to kill them secretly, it was better to take the initiative to find them.

The Eighteen Riders and Master Zuo'an thought the same, so when Feng Qingchen proposed to go and check it out, they had no intention of stopping him.

There were eleven people in the group, and except for Master Zuo An, everyone held a torch in their hands, illuminating the area around them extremely brightly.

They need courage.

As they approached... the smell of blood became stronger. Even the eighteen riders who had fought in battles could not help but frown. When they saw the large pit filled with corpses, they vomited...

"Ugh..." The eighteen riders didn't want to act so cowardly, but their stomachs were churning. The smell of blood made their stomachs even more fragile. They couldn't get up unless they emptied their stomachs.

Only Feng Qingchen and Master Zuo An stood in front of the corpse pit with expressionless faces.

The pit was not big, only about ten meters, and it was hard to tell how deep it was. The pit was filled with dismembered body parts, which were soaked in blood and floated up and down. From time to time, you could see a head or a set of intestines. It was really scary...

"We've ruined someone's good fortune." Next to the corpse pit, there were two complete corpses, which seemed to have not been dismembered and thrown down.

"Yeah." Master Zuo An responded. It was too dark to see his expression clearly, but it was certain that he did not take this little scene seriously.

The Eighteenth Rider vomited and vomited until he had vomited everything in his stomach. He finally felt better. He rinsed his mouth with the clean water he brought with him, then stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Girl, let's go check the surrounding area."

This move is to make up for the mistake and at the same time stay away from this horrible corpse pit.

Damn, this is so scary.

"Go ahead." Feng Qingchen did not make things difficult for the Eighteenth Rider. She knew very well what expressions most people would have when seeing such a scene. It was already pretty good that the Eighteenth Rider just vomited twice.

As for why she is not afraid?

If you see it often, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Under the laboratory is a large pit of several hundred square meters, filled with corpses whose organs have been removed. Although they have been cleaned up and there is no blood flowing, so it is not that scary, but they are all corpses, so no one is more noble than the other.

"Go back and bury them." The dead should be buried in peace. This is all she can do.

The Eighteenth Rider Pierre had a distorted face, but he didn't dare to say no and nodded reluctantly.

"Girl, there is a living person here." Not far away, the eighteen riders who went to check on the situation shouted in surprise.

"Let's go and take a look..." Feng Qingchen signaled Master Zuo An to follow.

When Feng Qingchen went over, the Eighteen Riders had just put the man down from the tree.

A child about five or six years old had a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth and his hands were tied. He was hung on a tree. No one knew how long he had been hanging there. When Feng Qingchen approached, the child was still conscious.

When he saw someone approaching, his whole body shrank and he curled up into a ball meaninglessly. His eyes were filled with fear. He almost shrank into a ball and let out a low moaning sound from his mouth.

"Hurry, carry the person to the camp." Feng Qingchen quickly stepped aside to let Master Zuo An come forward, but as soon as Master Zuo An approached, the child began to tremble all over, making grunting sounds of resistance, and struggled to prevent Master Zuo An from touching him.

"Let me try." Eighteen riders stepped forward, but the child was still struggling. His hands hung limply at his sides, and he cried like a wild beast. He seemed crazy and refused to let anyone get close to him, regardless of whether he would get hurt or not.

This is a typical fear of people approaching after being abused.

Feng Qingchen signaled the eighteen riders to move aside: "Let me try."

Feng Qingchen opened her arms and gave a very friendly smile. She had practiced this smile for a long time and it was the smile that was most likely to make patients let down their guard.

The child did not resist Feng Qingchen's approach. He stared at Feng Qingchen with his big eyes, as if judging whether Feng Qingchen was harmful or not.

"Don't be afraid, we are not bad people, we are here to save you. Don't worry... no one can bully you from now on." The child's fearful and longing eyes are heartbreaking. I don't know how long this child has been abused and how many terrible things he has experienced.

From this angle, it seems that the corpse pit can be seen during the day.

The child still didn't move, just stared at Feng Qingchen. After a long time... just when everyone thought that the child was stupid, the child suddenly burst into tears, and the cry revealed unspeakable grievance and fear.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, no one can hurt you from now on." Feng Qingchen stepped forward and picked up the child. The child did not struggle and leaned on Feng Qingchen docilely.

The child looked to be about five or six years old, but he didn't have much flesh on his body. Feng Qingchen held him without any effort.

"Oh no, I'm afraid this child's hands are not okay." After picking the person up, Feng Qingchen saw with the help of the light that the child's hands had been tied with ropes for too long, causing poor blood circulation and the whole hands seemed to have shrunk.

"Hurry..." Feng Qingchen was anxious and ran to the camp with the child in his arms: "Leave two people to see if there are any other survivors."

"yes."

The eighteen riders acted separately. Master Zuo An stayed by Feng Qingchen's side the whole time. Sensing the child's wariness and fear of him, Master Zuo An hid in the dark as soon as he arrived at the camp.

The child in her arms was in a very bad condition. He must have managed to hold on through all this by willpower. As soon as Feng Qingchen put him on the bed, the child fainted with tear marks on his face. His little face was still filled with fear and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was haunted by a nightmare.

Feng Qingchen quickly activated the smart medical kit, opened the medicine box beside him, and took out a pair of scissors to cut the child's clothes.

The child's arms were tied tightly with ropes, and the cloth was embedded in his flesh. When the ropes were taken out, the child bit his lips in pain.

"Both arms are broken." Seeing the necrotic little arms, Feng Qingchen felt a lump in his throat and felt indescribably heartbroken.

Without both hands, this child...will have a hard time in the future.

Huh... Taking a deep breath, Feng Qingchen concealed his personal emotions and put on a mask of indifference. Feng Qingchen examined the child to see if he had any other injuries.

Fortunately, apart from his arms, the child had no other hidden injuries. He was just very thin, with protruding bones on his body. I don't know how long he had been abused, and what kind of shadow it left on the child's heart...