When Lin Qinghuan woke up, he found himself lying by a stream, surrounded by darkness, only the glowing moonlight, illuminating the blurred outline of the surrounding scenery.

Half of my body was still in the water, and I struggled to move my body, and after a few seconds, I had a headache, my whole body hurt, and I couldn't remember what happened.

There were still some blood stains on his face, which had dried up and stuck to his face, Lin Qinghuan took water to wash it off, and drank two sips of stream water.

Lying on the pebbles by the stream, I gradually remembered what happened, but I did not have the slightest memory of coming to this stream.

Fortunately, seven or eight gangsters have already run away, and the only regret is that Mu Weishuang was not sent to his uncle and aunt's house, and I don't know if there will be another accident in the future.

Lin Qinghuan stood up with difficulty, and before he could react, a group of people rushed out of the woods and surrounded him again, and it was really a wave of just flat waves.

What made Lin Qinghuan strange was that this group of people were dressed in clothes similar to ancient China, holding torches, and a few people were carrying knives, most of them were young and middle-aged men, and some old people, women and children were mixed in.

A group of people had solemn expressions, as if they had encountered something big, and they talked about Lin Qinghuan a lot, chattering and chattering, none of them stepped forward, but unfortunately Lin Qinghuan couldn't understand a word.

Could it be that they are making costume films? It doesn't look like this. There was not a single director, cameraman, or other staff.

"I'm not going to fucking cross over, right!" Lin Qinghuan suddenly remembered the blood moon that day and the power outage in the whole city, and looked up at the sky, and sure enough, the moon had a blood-colored halo.

Lin Qinghuan was a little speechless, don't say anything at the moment, I just don't have a clue what to think, I don't know which dynasty it is, Lin Qinghuan can't understand a word, it should be the dialect of which place.

A group of ancient people were still staring at Lin Qinghuan, and the two people with knives were a little eager to try, but they were stopped by the people next to them.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move, and I will respond to all changes with the same change.

Until Lin Qinghuan was impatient to wait, and after glancing at the back, a group of people took the opportunity to step forward, and Lin Qinghuan turned his head again, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

This made Lin Qinghuan even more speechless, it is not a matter of such a stalemate, I am a little tired, sit for a while, anyway, my life will not be long, and I have no regrets.

As soon as Lin Qinghuan sat down, a stone flew over, and he had to dodge it, otherwise he would hit the door of his head and hit his shoulder, it hurt so much, Lin Qinghuan looked over, and a woman hurriedly pulled the young man in front of him behind him.

Lin Qinghuan turned around and ran, although his life span was less than half a month, but the death method of being stoned to death was too cowardly.

Lin Qinghuan ran very easily, and quickly, the speed of running and jumping scared him.

Then a group of people held torches and began to shout to surround Lin Qinghuan.

Behind the creek are all woods, due to the panic and the inability to see clearly, hitting the tree several times, Lin Qinghuan still endured the pain and continued to run, after a long time, he felt difficult to breathe, and it seemed that the air was a little thin.

He wore short sleeves and had a few scars hanging from the branches on his arms.

Lin Qinghuan looked back at the enemy situation and couldn't see anyone, but he could see torches, in several directions, and the nearest distance was only a few dozen meters.

I can't hide anymore, Lin Qinghuan rested for a few seconds, and continued to run, tired but not tired, just a little hypoxic, could it be that the oxygen content in ancient times was lower than in modern times?

Lin Qinghuan ran wildly again and breathed with his mouth long, several insects that didn't have long eyes flew into his mouth, and one was stuck in his throat, Lin Qinghuan had to slow down his running speed.

Fortunately, there was some distance from those torches.

These people are really bold, in such a large woods, so many torches, if they cause a mountain fire, everyone will die, and they can smell barbecue meat before they die.

Running and running, Lin Qinghuan is now a little wrong, the front is getting brighter and brighter, as if there are no woods, once they walk to the open area, this group of people does not need to search and move forward again and again, in case Lin Qinghuan is hiding in a corner of the bushes, their forward speed will increase a lot, and it will be more difficult to run at that time, looking at their posture, maybe they will be caught up or beaten to death.

Out of the woods, Lin Qinghuan found that this was not an open area, this was a fucking cliff......

I didn't let him live for half a month.

Lin Qinghuan turned his head, the torches had already surrounded, oh no, it was too late to change routes.

A group of people surrounded him, but he still didn't dare to step forward, Lin Qinghuan couldn't understand what they were afraid of, could it be that he had to stalemate again?

After a relatively gorgeously dressed old man said a few words loudly, a dozen or so people with knives, sticks, swords, and sticks set up a formation and slowly stepped forward, Lin Qinghuan picked up two stones and made a throwing action, but before they could throw it out, several people subconsciously made dodge movements, Lin Qinghuan wanted to laugh a little.

If it weren't for the inexplicable hunting, the cliff here is an excellent view, with many more colorful stars than the earth, and a river under the cliff, meandering, lush vegetation, which should be able to nurture a rich land.

Lin Qinghuan chose to jump off the cliff.

was beaten to death by a group of people, and when I think about it, I feel infiltrated, woo hoo and lament!

Before jumping off the cliff, he still didn't throw out the stones.

Don't forget to strike a chic pose when you jump.

The burden of the family, when Lin Qinghuan got the inspection report, he unloaded it himself, and in Lin Qinghuan's generation, there was no way to do it, and when he went down to see his ancestors, he had a reason not to be too guilty.

If Mu Weishuang arrives home safely, he really has no regrets, but now he can't do anything.

The falling speed seems to be a little slower, but it still hurts to hit the trees on the cliff, Lin Qinghuan didn't reach out to grab the branches, he was tired, although it was still two to say whether he could catch it.

After breaking a few branches, a huge force pulled Lin Qinghuan sideways towards the cliff, it turned out to be a cave, falling in the cave, Lin Qinghuan felt that the bones were about to fall apart, it turned out that jumping off the cliff was also very painful, next time I would choose a cliff without branches, and I would die at one time, it would not hurt.

A tall man in black looked at Lin Qinghuan at his feet, his face was covered, and he couldn't see his expression, a bit like the night clothes in costume dramas, after the masked man in black said a few words that Lin Qinghuan didn't understand, a few people in the same clothes came out in the shadows behind, and they came up and began to pick up Lin Qinghuan's clothes.

Lin Qinghuan was taken aback, could it be that he would have to suffer such an insult before he died?

Hurriedly stood up and jumped to the edge of the cliff, wanting to continue jumping.

Who knew that the tall man in black grabbed it with one hand in the air, and Lin Qinghuan was pulled into the cave by a force, and when he fell, it should be this person who made a move, it turned out that there was really internal force in ancient times.

Lin Qinghuan regretted it at this time, it was better to be beaten to death.

It's useless to resist desperately, Lin Qinghuan is like a little chicken in front of these people, and he can only be ravaged by him.

But fortunately, nothing expected happened after being stripped naked, and Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Another man was taken out of the darkness, his eyes closed and unconscious, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Then one of them grabbed the man's hair with one hand, put his fingers together with the other hand, and dropped a few strands of hair with a stroke, and actually used two fingers to help the man cut a hairstyle of the same style as Lin Qinghuan, and he saw it for a long time.

In front of Lin Qinghuan, several people stripped this person's clothes again, and then changed Lin Qinghuan's clothes to him.

Then, throw off the cliff!

Lin Qinghuan was shocked, and then he was knocked unconscious by a knife and thrown into a sack and carried away.