What does this guy think all day long? Why is this messy thing in his mind? I guess he does everything except good things. His character is comparable to Jia Facai, who was eaten up by a vicious dog. I am speechless when facing this kind of top quality.

It seems that it is impossible to get useful information from him, so I have to consider how to deal with the two people in front of me. This question really makes me feel a little embarrassed. Killing it directly is undoubtedly the cleanest way, but even if I don’t break the law now, I can’t do it, so I finally have to decide to leave them here and ignore them.

After thinking about it, I ignored the two people on the ground and walked directly to the fat man's body. The guy lay there with his back facing the sky, his eyes wide open, looking like he was dying with his eyes open. Although I had seen the ghost, this was the first time I saw the dead, especially this person was killed by me. I was still a little scared when I saw him, but I had been hungry for several days and almost wanted to eat people. Of course, a dead body could not scare me. I just frowned slightly, and then squatted down to search.

Thinking about the scene in the TV series, ancient people had no pockets, and everything they carried was put in their arms, so I reached into the collar, but I didn't expect that this guy was not wearing a shirt. The first thing I felt was his chest that was gradually getting cold. This feeling was really uncomfortable. I resisted the urge to pull his hand back and continued to touch it in. Finally, I touched a cloth bag and hurriedly pulled it out. After opening it, I found that there were more than a dozen copper coins in it, and two black and hard things in the size of a fist. I touched it with my hands and fell down.

"What is this?" I held two pieces of things and asked the Dragon Cyclone, "How is the tortilla of this color?" "Because there are wild vegetables added in it", "You just eat this? Didn't you serve food?" "You still have to serve food when eating the tortilla?" The Dragon Cyclone looked at me as if she saw an alien, "Okay, I'll endure it." I said in my heart, and then opened my mouth and bit the dry food in my hand, almost breaking my teeth.

So I had to change my strategy, bite it in small mouthfuls, chew it slowly. Although it was a little irritating, the taste was pretty good. The wild vegetables inside were a little bitter, but they could still taste the fragrance of corn, and they mixed together to form the most primitive and natural food flavor.

After eating things catalyzed by fertilizers and hormones for more than ten years, I tasted the most essential flavor of the food for the first time. The feeling was really novel and comfortable. Of course, it would be even better if I could have a bowl of egg flower soup.

After drinking two tortillas, my stomach finally calmed down. I took off the scabbard from the fat man, tied it on my back like him, and tried a few times to pull the knife in my hand smoothly. I felt like I was quite a heroic style.

Before leaving, I picked up the hoe and rake on the ground and carried it on my shoulders. These two things could be exchanged for at least a few tortillas in the village. During my search, the two people on the ground looked at me with tragic eyes, but no one dared to speak.

I walked towards the village in the direction indicated by the Dragon of the Earth, thinking that I would exchange the spoils on my shoulders for some food, and then continue down the river to find money skewers. Because I had food in my stomach, my steps under my feet became much lighter, and I had unknowingly crossed several small hills that were not too high.

When the sun sets, I stood on the top of a mountain. At the foot of the mountain was a small plain surrounded by mountains on three sides. Most of the plains and hillsides were reclaimed into farmland. Only a corner of the backing mountain stands a wall of several meters high, which looks almost exactly the same as the village where I met the living dead before.

However, the feeling of the two places is completely different. Although they are still far away, you can still see the white smoke rising from the village. I seem to smell the fragrance of the food and feel the vitality, rather than the lifelessness of the village before.

After coming to this world, I encountered either ghosts or living dead people. Now I finally saw a place where people live. I was really excited, so I accelerated my pace and walked down the mountain.

This mountain is not high, at most about a hundred meters. At the beginning, the hillside at the foot was very smooth, but after passing the mountain, it became more and more difficult to walk. Many strange-shaped stones appeared on the hillside, and the lower it went, the more strange rocks there were, and the bigger the strange rocks. When we reached the foot of the mountain, the huge strange rocks were connected into a piece and could pass through a curved crack below the strange rocks.

Fortunately, the crevices of the rock are quite wide, and there is basically no problem for two people to walk side by side. Walking inside is like entering an alley with stone walls several meters high on both sides, and you can't see the mountains and farmland outside.

As soon as I walked to the center of the rock crack, I suddenly saw a man rushing in from the entrance in front. I immediately stopped and looked at him vigilantly, and the man was stunned and looked at me with equal vigilance. He was also panting very hard, his chest was fluctuating violently, and he felt very tired.

After staring at me for several seconds, I found that I had no intention of stopping him. I suddenly said, "Help me stop the person behind me, I will give you gold." After that, I didn't care whether I agreed or not, and immediately rushed over from me, quickly found a very narrow crack in the pile of strange rocks, curled up and crawled in.

I stared at the man's movements in a daze, not knowing what was going on. At this moment, a group of people came to the entrance in front. They were all a little thin and pale, and they looked malnourished. The clothes they wore were even more torn than the two people I tied to the mountain. They were almost made of various patches, and they could not see the original appearance of the clothes.

When they saw me, their first reaction was stunned. They immediately stopped and stared at me vigilantly, with their expressions even more nervous than me, "Who are you? Where are you from? What do you want to do when you come to us?" A middle-aged man running in the front stared at me and asked sternly.

I understand that these people will not have any malicious intentions towards me. This tone is just a very rare instinctive reaction from strangers, but I cannot be too weak, otherwise God will know what will happen next.

"Does it have something to do with you?" I replied coldly, "Young man, we have no other meaning, we just want to ask if you have seen someone running over just now." An older man hurriedly explained calmly, "I didn't see anyone running over." I also replied calmly, "How could I not see!" The man who spoke first shouted loudly, "I clearly saw him running here, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye. Could it be that you hid him? Maybe you are accomplices!" "What's wrong with me just not seeing? Why should I see it?" My tone became cold immediately, and I threw the hoe and rake carried on my shoulders on the ground, ready to take action at any time.

At the same time, I had already thought about it and drew a knife to scare it first. If this move is not easy to use, run away immediately. After all, these people have no grudges with me. Of course, I can't really use a knife to chop people. Besides, there are more than a dozen people on the other side, and even if they are relatively thin, I can't beat them.

But what I never expected was that after the hoe and rake landed, it made a messy sound, which immediately attracted the attention of these people. "Huh? Why is this hoe like the one we threw the day before yesterday?" The man who spoke first said in confusion, and another person in the crowd also shouted, "That rake seems to be from my house. It was still here last night, and it was missing today." Then the two of them stared at me and walked forward, even when they bent down to pick it up, they were staring at me.

"This hoe is indeed from my house. Look, there are words that I engraved on it." The man pointed to a position on the wooden handle of the hoe and said to the person next to him. I looked up and saw that the word "king" was engraved casually where he pointed. "Although there are no words on my rake, I know my rake," another person said immediately.

The crowd looked at me at a little bit wrong, "Where did you come from?" The older man asked at me, but the tone of his speech this time was obviously a bit unkind, "picked it", "Where did you pick it up?" "On the mountain", I tried to show a calm look, and I had already scolded the earth-dragon and the bucket countless times in my heart, "You turtles, you want to rob but don't invest any capital, and even stolen weapons. This is a waste of money. It's too thorough to start from scratch.

This far-fetched answer was not convincing at all, but I couldn't find a better statement in my anxiety. The crowd was a little excited, and obviously regarded me as a thief who went into the village to steal things. It seemed that the plan to exchange spoils for dry food could not be realized, so I had to prepare to implement the second plan, "turn around and run away."

"Huh? Look at the knife he was carrying so familiar, it looked like it was Du Er's knife?" A villager in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly, and everyone's eyes immediately stared at my shoulder. From there, you could see the half-cut blade that was inserted obliquely, "Where did you get this knife?" The older man was speaking, as if he was the leader.

"A fat man on the mountain just now wanted to rob me, but I beat him. This knife is his. I just don't know if this person is what you call Du Er." This time I decided to tell the truth. "It should be him. Everyone here is very thin, and the fat guy Du Er is the only one. Who has delicious food in his house, he didn't say anything, and he took it and left. This is how his fat body was eaten." After finishing his words angrily, the old man asked carefully, "What are you doing to him?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!