When he arrived at the ancestral sacrificial courtyard, Li Qingxuan first glanced at the muddy ground and found that only after he left the footprints he left last night, he stepped onto the steps.

He shook the knife in his hand, pulled the wooden sticks pressed against the door one by one, and then pushed the door open.

A sensation of depression mixed with an unpleasant smell came out, causing Li Qingxuan to retching and hurriedly hid aside.

It took a long time before the smell inside dissipated.

Li Qingxuan took a deep breath of fresh air and walked to the door again.

When I saw seven or eight strong bandits were paralyzed at the door, covered in vomit underneath, and their arms stretched forward. It seemed that they had tried to open the door and their bodies had long disappeared.

Their only way to live was long ago blocked by the cautious Li Qingxuan.

Li Qingxuan took his eyes away from the pink lips of the people in front of the door, held the knife in his hand tightly, and continued to scan inside.

Inside the sacrificial hall, there were other thin bandits, and five motionless and messy women.

Their physical condition is not as good as the seven or eight people at the door, and they can barely see signs of struggle.

There was a mess on the ground.

The wine jar fell all over the floor, the broken sea bowl, the nausea vomit, bloody bones, and the messy tables and chairs.

Further away, several pieces of dismembered children were piled up, and the surrounding ground had been dyed dark red...

"brute!"

Li Qingxuan cursed with hatred and vomited a breath of turbid air from his chest.

His vision continued to move in, but he saw a dozen old and weak curled up together, tied with ropes, like chickens and ducks piled in the corner.

Li Qingxuan's pupils shrank, and a trace of guilt flashed.

“Hey.”

He closed his eyes and sighed, his hand holding the thin-skinned knife turned white, and his chest was fluctuating irregularly.

Last night's nightmare, he completely merged his predecessor's memory.

Now seeing these "strange" villagers, I feel a little more intimate, which makes me feel much deeper in my heart at this time.

He subconsciously avoided the position of the villagers' bodies, held a knife and walked into the sect's sacrifice, and began to search for the bandits' corpses.

Some pieces of copper coins, silver, jewelry, jade pendants, sachets...

These bandits are messy, and there are actually things like women's underwear and bellybands hidden on them...

Judging from these things alone, these bandits are indeed a group of mobs, besides being cruel and crazy enough.

Before he knew it, Li Qingxuan walked to the deepest part of the sect sacrifice.

This person had a table and chair alone, and there were no other bandits around him. He was carrying a package on his back and a wide-backed sword under his body. He lay weakly on the table.

This person should be the leader of these bandits.

With expectation in Li Qingxuan's eyes, he reached out to the other party's chest, wanting to untie the wrapping strap.

The next moment, his pupils shrank.

The other party’s neck was still warm!

How is this possible!

If a person loses temperature about half an hour after death, he will become cold and hardened about three hours. If the other person's body is warm, it means he may still be alive!!!

Li Qingxuan was shocked and his eyes flashed fiercely. While retreating, he took advantage of the opportunity to cut through the other party's neck.

The knife is sharp and, under the guidance of the body, cuts a big hole in the other person's neck.

Li Qingxuan retreated several meters towards the gate, and with the messy barrier on the ground, his heart beat slightly accelerated to look at the other party.

Even if the other party is not dead, he will not be able to survive now.

Just like the two bandits at the entrance of the village yesterday, blood will be sprayed out, and the other party will die of blood loss and hypoxia.

Tick.

A piece of viscous dark red blood dripped onto the ground with brushed threads, emitting a rich stench.

Li Qingxuan looked at all this and his eyes widened.

His lips collided silently for several times, thinking that he had hallucinations.

This is unscientific!

The blood is viscous and wired, which means that these blood stasis has been accumulated for a long time before this effect can be achieved.

This strange scene made Li Qingxuan feel a little uneasy.

He grabbed the collected pieces of silver, left the door, and stared at the bandit leader inside the house.

The environment of yesterday was normal, and he would be out of breath after holding on for an hour or two. He was careful and increased the amount until he opened the door just now.

As a result, the other party's body was warm.

Whether it's just a short while or not dead, it's not normal.

Moreover, if the other party's body is really different and can survive without anaerobic for a long time, you can force the door to open after discovering something is wrong. However, according to the traces of the scene, the other party did not struggle and just lay down quietly, just like a little restless person.

Too weird.

Time passes little by little.

Under Li Qingxuan's nervous gaze, the other party had no movement except for the thick blood under his body.

"I can't have encountered a monster."

I have traveled through time, so it’s not surprising that there are monsters.

Li Qingxuan choked and wanted to leave, but the desire for knowledge that originated from his previous career made him look at the package behind the other party.

He is more interested in what is inside now.

For safety reasons.

Li Qingxuan took off his clothes, wet the water and tied it behind his mouth and nose. He found a steel knife from the ground, walked carefully not far from the strange bandit leader, and cut off the tie-up strap wrapped on the other party's back.

Pick.

The stuff in the package seemed very light, and it fell on the ground and bounced a few times, then rolled into the inside.

Li Qingxuan choked and drooled, simply threw the steel knife aside, ran from the side to the package, picked it up and ran outside.

When he ran to the yard, he looked back with a heavy breath.

"Huh...I'm a little sensitive."

When Li Qingxuan saw that the corpse inside the sect had not changed at all, he felt a little nervous.

Just now, his back was wet with sweat.

"I don't know why, but when I saw the corpse of the bandit leader, I always felt uneasy, just like the palpitations I had before I was shot in my previous life."

Li Qingxuan held the package and looked at the sky.

Although I don't know when it is now, it seems that it's not too early.

I can't leave the village today.

He thought about it, and simply threw the package aside and began to collect hay and firewood from house to house.

moment.

The fire ignited inside the ancestral sacrifice.

Li Qingxuan looked at the burning fire inside, and the uneasiness inside finally disappeared.

While it was still early, he began to search for supplies he might use from house to house.

Although the village has been searched by bandits, he still found some things he used, such as small pieces of smoked meat, some coarse salt, fire breaks, and a wolf fur coat...

Before we knew it, it was already dark.

Li Qingxuan hid in a tightly covered house with the collected money and items and the remaining charcoal. He buried some pointed cones with the soles of the shoes at the entrance of the village.

"Now I finally have time to check what's in the package."
Chapter completed!