It was just evening at this time, and it should be that smoke from cooking in the mountain village should be rising. However, he looked from the hillside where he stood here, but he did not see a wisp of smoke from cooking in the mountain village.

Not only that, even the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking have never been heard.

This is very strange.

Chen Lian pursed his lips. His current condition is still very bad. After all, he has no internal strength and is just an ordinary person.

He has not eaten or drunk for two days and two nights, and his body is only ten years old.

If this continues, he will most likely die of starvation or thirst.

Of course, if you continue to stay in the mountains at night, the more likely result is to be eaten by tigers and wolves.

So, even though he knew that the situation in the mountain village was not right, Chen Lian decided to go there.

The tendons and veins on the street were just on the street, and his walking posture was very strange. His feet were out of the eight characters, and his hands were in a strange posture and flipped backwards, ugly and slow.

So by the time I reached the mountains, it was completely dark.

He looked up and found that a blood-red moon was rising in the sky. The blood-red color felt very ominous when he saw it.

Sure enough, after Chen Lian entered the village, he found that the entire village had no living mouth, and his original nose seemed to be very sensitive, so that the nose was full of blood.

He resisted his physiological nausea and continued to walk into the village.

On a towering tree in the village, there were several unclothed corpses of men hanging. Chen Lian walked over and observed carefully for a while. He found that these corpses had not been dead for a long time, probably in the early morning during the day.

He didn't care anymore. With his current state, there was no way to let them be buried in peace.

He kept walking in, and the corpses of chickens and dogs along the way made people feel cold.

Judging from the death of these people, there are definitely more than one murderer!

This is an organization, premeditated, or just doing it casually.

Chen Lian did not have such sympathy, but he also caused physiological discomfort.

Humans are also animals, and the biggest difference between them and lower animals is that they need to have a bottom line.

Once the bottom line is lost, even animals are worse than animals.

He walked into the largest room in the village - on the hillside, he had noticed it.

After entering, the bodies of three generations and twelve people were found in the yard.

Chen Lian didn't care. When he entered the lobby, he found a breakfast that had not been finished on the table - a few white flour steamed buns, a pot of eggs and vegetable soup, a few bowls of porridge, sesame cakes, and wild vegetables made of cold-smoked peppers and other seasonings. In addition, there was a small plate of wind-blown bacon.

Chen Lian directly drank the soup with a spoon and grabbed the white flour bun and ate it. Although the food tasted quite rough, it was much better than I thought.

He ate the first meal he had since come to this world in the yard with bloody smell.

For someone like him who loves to have a taste, the taste is indeed not very good, but it tastes good because of a long drought and rain.

After he had enough, he turned his head and looked into the yard, and saw a little boy with big watery eyes, neatly dressed and a tiger-headed hat looking at him.

The little boy was not afraid when he found out that his eyes were visible. He just walked to a middle-aged woman in the yard and lay down, just like he wanted to go to bed directly.

Chen Lian looked at the table with a lot of white flour buns left, took one of them, walked over and squatted down, and handed them to the child: "Eat."

His throat was a little dry and didn't sound nice.

The little boy sat up, stared at Chen Lian for a while, and then took the steamed bun in his hand and started to chew it.

Strangely, he ate very slowly, chewing in small mouthfuls, and was indescribable.

Seeing this, Chen Lian raised his eyebrows, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end he didn't have much guesswork.

"What's your name? What's going on here?"

The little boy stopped eating and looked up at Chen Lian. He still looked like he was not crying or making a fuss, but he didn't say a word.

Chen Lian took action directly, opened his mouth, and carefully checked his vocal cords. The child did not speak throughout the whole process, and was so obedient that it was heartbreaking. Of course, Chen Lian was not an ordinary person.

"No problem, why don't you talk? Are you unable to speak or don't want to talk?"

When the child heard this, he opened his mouth: "I'm, Hu Zi."

The four characters are more connected.

Chen Lian nodded and packed the dry food that could be eaten on the table. He looked at the child, wondering whether to take the man away.

He is a ten-year-old half-dead child with a three-year-old child who is born with a beautiful and beautiful child. He is probably very likely to be targeted by a kidnapper.

He stretched out his hand and handed it to Huzi: "Can you follow me?"

Hu Zi blinked and put his hand obediently into Chen Lian's hand. Chen Lian's little hands were rough and thin, but Hu Zi's little hands were white and chubby.

He looked carefully and found that the dead people in this family also had two little boys about the same age as Hu Zi. The spoiled appearance between them and Hu Zi was so different.

This shows that this family attaches great importance to Hu Zi.

In the end, Hu Zi survived alone, which seemed to show that the whole family valued him very much.

Chen Lian was about to pull Hu Zi out, but suddenly he stopped because there was movement outside, and there was also a sound.

At this moment, Hu Zi pulled Chen Lian into the kitchen, then hid in the stove hole, and disappeared in an instant.

Chen Lian thought about it and did not get in immediately. Instead, he listened to the sound outside in the kitchen.

"Those girls are really too grass-tolerant (a plant) and they died so quickly."

"You may not be able to stand grass."

"Boss is really true. We have to let us take a look again. It's been a day, so how could we still have a living life?"

"You have to be careful. You would rather kill by mistake than let go."

"The boss said that he would have to burn all this village later, which is probably going to attract the attention of Liuguang Villa."

Liuguang Villa, this familiar name, has heard it from Liu Ying'er who killed the poisonous woman.

"What are you afraid of? When they came here, we were gone."

They checked it out very roughly and left quickly.

Chen Lian left the kitchen and Hu Zi followed.

Chen Lian said to Huzi: "Do you know what path can you leave the village?"

Hu Zi blinked his eyes twice, and finally took Chen Lian to a small path.

The children were weak, Chen Lian probably had to leave for about a quarter of an hour, and Hu Zi was sitting on the ground, which meant that he could not walk.

Before Chen Lian could speak, he felt the movement behind him.

The fire in the sky was like a fire dragon, swallowing up the quiet villa and illuminating the mountains and forests on both sides to the brightness of the day.

Chen Lian looked at it for a while and heard sobs.

He turned his head and saw that Hu Zi's bright eyes were constantly crying, and tears like drops of water fell down his white face.
Chapter completed!