The dog man pressed on Xu Changqing's body, was seriously injured, dying and struggling, his movements were fierce and extremely crazy.

What Xu Changqing needs to do at this time is not to push this guy away, it is definitely a bad choice, and he doesn't have the strength.

Instead, he burrowed under the dog man and hugged it tightly, eager to be one with it.

If the dog man wants to hurt Xu Changqing at the moment, he mainly relies on bites or claws.

But Xu Changqing is like a petite and lovely woman throwing herself into her arms, she needs to lower her head hard, and her mouth can reach Xu Changqing's heavenly spirit cover on top of her ****.

But it's not easy to do this, it's more difficult for its posture to exert force, and Xu Changqing hangs on it like a koala, the weight of this hundred catties is usually nothing, but in this place, it's really a thing.

The most important thing is that its jaw is against the glass knife, blood is gushing, and it is really not easy for it to lower its head.

Then use your claws.

Truth be told, what the dog man wants to have at this time is a pair of human hands.

Although the nails of a human hand are far from being as sharp as a claw, they are very modest, and with their flexibility, they are not too bad for all kinds of situations.

Unlike now, the claws are not very good for support and grip on smooth floor tiles, especially with a bunch of cables and slippery blood.

The dog man scavenged his front paws for a long time, and he should have fallen into a series of entanglements and slips, and he couldn't hold up his body, let alone use his paws to dig out Xu Changqing who was clinging to his arms.

It is indeed in a worse state now, and its life is passing rapidly in the blood with the wound on its neck.

It felt tired, getting colder, the light dimmed, and its vision blurred......

A typical sense of near-death, with a clear sense of imminent death.

Inevitably, the dog man becomes more flustered, manifesting as an intensified struggle.

Struggles without a clear purpose will only make its strength deplete faster, and death will come sooner.

In the dimly lit corner, it was easy to misinterpret it as a ghost beast-level battle that came to an end as time passed.

The dog man was left with only one last irregular twitch, which was not a command from his brain, but the release of the last remaining nerve signals in the neurons.

After a while, Xu Changqing slowly got out from under the dog man, not from the head, but from the side of the leg, the glass on the dog man's neck was still very threatening, and he didn't want to be cut.

Covered in blood, with bruises on his back, and his body felt all kinds of discomfort, but there were no obvious cuts, which gave him a sigh of relief.

He was more worried about wound infection, and he didn't have any suitable tools and materials at hand, and once that kind of injury occurred, it was easy to miss the best treatment period.

A living dog man is a huge threat to him now, but a dead dog can solve a lot of urgent needs.

But he'd better get out of here sooner.

This is demonic land, and the power of filth and evil are extremely active in this kind of underground space, and in a way, this is a dung pit.

The exit was the only one, and it looked dangerous, and a secondary collapse could occur at any time, but in fact it was okay, and it was here that the dog man came in, and he saw a tuft of hanging dog hair.

The surface is not much better than the underground, and it is raining.

The demonic soil contains a large amount of gloomy freezing rain, which is extremely terrifying, which can make the rain below zero without freezing, and people who lack defense will freeze to death in the rain.

Xu Changqing leaned against the window, rubbing and massaging while looking at the rain outside.

The room has no windows and no doors, and it is very ventilated, and only this kind of corner has a bit of shelter from the wind and rain.

Cold, hunger, aching skin, ringing in the ears, blurred vision...... He hadn't experienced these feelings for too long, so long that he almost forgot them, and now, these are all back, and it feels naturally bad, but there is a feeling of being extremely real.

It's as if someone is drizzling in his ears, and his memories of the fairy road and the earth are all false, and only what is in front of him is real.

He snorted with a sneer.

This method is like a demon in his heart, he knows how to see the stitches and insert the needle, he is just a little sigh when he was not born in the early years, and the other party dares to make such confusing things to fool him.

He knows the sinister nature of the other party, there is no need to distinguish clearly, as long as he is entangled, the other party has achieved his goal, it will expand more, quarrel with you, it doesn't matter if the reason is strong, the key is to attract attention, gradually pull you to a low level, and finally even rely on nonsense to attract your emotions.

The energy is consumed like this, what else can I do? Even if you force it, it's easy to make mistakes.

There is no way to deal with this kind of distracting trap, and the best way to deal with it is to concentrate, focus on doing things, put on the present moment, and don't think too much.

But this is actually a middle plan, it just wants you to have no ambitions, play your current role well, and rely on a large number of events to kill, even if you can never make mistakes, in the end it also grinds away the edges and corners, and the real memory gradually fades, becoming a dream of Nanke.

So the theme of who lives longer is itself a trap, and once a certain time limit is exceeded, the participants slowly sink.

Feeling that his condition was slightly better, he went to the basement and dragged the dog man out, collected some cables, copper wires, etc., hung the dog man on a broken beam, used glass as a blade, and began to peel the skin.

After becoming an ordinary person, it is inconvenient to do anything, and he feels powerless to do some work, and he has to carefully consider various factors, such as the intensity of the activity, which is too intense not only for his current muscles, but also sweating, and he has no clean water to replenish now.

Although there is rain outside, the water is worse than the sea, and drinking it directly is death.

The blood of the dog man can not be used as a drink, when he first sacrificed to the barrel town, he killed a few dog people, and also cooked and eaten, and checked before eating, and found that there was some kind of virus in the blood, which was harmful to people.

Another is that there are a variety of bacteria and viruses on its claws, and it is not fun to be scratched by it, even if it is only a slight laceration.

Now the dog is soaked, and the hanging is to dry its blood as soon as possible, and even then, the meat has to be soaked in water before it can be cooked and eaten.

He silently calculated that even if he did not stop operating, it would be four hours before there was food to eat.

Peeling off the skin of the dogman, he used copper wire as a needle and thread, and sewed himself a trouser with large stitches.

In fact, it is to deal with the lower crotch and both sides of the waist.

The dog man is humanoid, he peels the skin like a bodysuit, a knife on the waist in a circle, separating the top and bottom, and the parts of the arms and legs are turned up and torn off in a positive circle, so that there is no need to sew anymore, it is directly a complete sleeve and trouser leg.

Of course, one of the prerequisites for this treatment is that the dog man is burly, he is thin, and he can wear large clothes and small people.

He didn't soak it at all, and he didn't remove the bitter meat, he just wore it on himself, he needed body temperature now, and he was about to freeze to death just by taking the white clothes.

At this time, you can't wear it in the fur, who knows how many bacteria and fleas and other parasites there are in this guy's fur.

But if you wear the side of the film, the sticky feeling is really uncomfortable, and it is very heavy, you have to endure it, there is no better way.

After making sure that his body temperature did not lose rapidly, he made himself a pair of simple shoes with broken skin, such as on his head, or on his sleeves and legs, which were actually wrapped around to avoid cuts.

Then, he went back to the basement and dismantled a ceramic sink from the bathroom.

There was no pot, so he used this thing as a pot, and took the rainwater from one of the eaves, and soaked the meat on it.

Eating, drinking, sleeping, and living are the basics, so let's follow the basics of security now.

Soak the meat and it's time to solve the fire. Heating, cooking, lighting, you all need it.

It is also difficult to live in the demon land, the yin qi is heavy, it rains several times a day, and it is rare for the weather to be sunny and sunny, so that the ground is always damp, especially in the forest, and it is difficult to recognize dry firewood.

But this is not in a hurry, it is still raining, so let's set up the stove first.

When it comes to this stove, the people of the Celestial Empire who really know how to do it are very particular.

This is the craft passed down by the ancestors, since ancient times, whether it is the people, or marching to war, the earthen stove has been regarded as an important link, deeply valued.

In comparison, bonfires, campfires, and other things in the West are not worthy of carrying shoes.

Considering that he would not leave here in a short time, Xu Changqing did not make a fast stove, but worked slowly to create a stove with the nature of a clay kang.

In addition to baking a dry and warm ground for people to rest, the stove also has the advantage of less smoke and almost no open flames.

These two things are also of great value for surviving in the Demon Land, the fire and cooking smoke can easily attract outsiders, beasts, and monsters, but this land is full of wet wood and smoke.

Many of the refugees from outside the country did not pay attention to this detail, got into trouble, were looted or died.

Due to the large amount of work and the lack of tools at hand, it took him nearly three hours to build the stove.

If it is for a longer period of use, the next step is to dry in the shade, then apply the heat, and then turn off the heat to strengthen.

Xu Changqing doesn't need to be so particular, he doesn't plan to be a happy garbage guy.

The rain has long stopped, but there is still a lot of water on the ground, the rain is too frequent, the soil on the ground is no longer very absorbent, everywhere is like a mud pond, a greasy layer, the water can not seep down, not to mention, it is also very slippery, the center of gravity is unstable, and it is very easy to fall.

And falling in this muddy water, you can definitely make people feel what it means to be excited.

In fact, even if he didn't wrestle, Xu Changqing felt this kind of coolness, the wet cold penetrated up from the gap in the fur strip, stimulating the skin and flesh of the footsteps, just like wiping it with a popsicle, it was exciting at first, but soon it became numb, and it was another feeling.

This is also a big reason why rotten sores are so common among waste pickers.

Improper protection, can cause chilblains in summer, or blisters that appear in extreme cold and burning stimulation, poor sanitary conditions, clothes do not fit very well, often work and rub, blisters are always not good, coupled with the power of filth, and finally deteriorate into rotten sores, a bad word is all-encompassing.

When he was a practitioner, these kinds of questions were not at all important, but now they have become a subject that must be taken seriously.

Peeling off the skin of the cultivator's immortal path hanging, it does have a feeling of falling to the mortal dust, and even tasting the difficulty of hell.

The building where the secret freezer chamber is located is on the north side of the General Ping, and together with some other business function buildings, it has its own pattern, like a military fort of a town, and to the northwest of it, there is a considerable area of sub-forest.

In the past, such a forest was a material storehouse, from ingredients to general materials to low-level materials of the immortal system, all of which could be found.

Now it's too dangerous to go deeper.

Xu Changqing hid behind a tree, observed it, and confirmed that there were no large creatures or other anomalies, and then hurried into the forest.

Even so, it is a matter of fear.

has lost his extraordinary perception ability, and even the five senses of hearing, smelling, touching, and taste are only at an ordinary level, as if he has been covered with an invisible thick cover, which is very unaccustomed.

From thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, habits can help others, and sometimes they can help.

Like now, if he didn't experience this Dao Cutting Incident, he really wouldn't have realized that the Immortal Dao System had had a deep impact on him to such a degree.

He had always been a little self-satisfied, feeling that he could put down his body, that he was not the kind of person who particularly abused supernatural powers, and that he felt that he had a calm heart.

Now he realized that it was just his own feeling good, another self-righteousness.

It may be too much to say that the Immortal Dao system has cultivated his arrogance, but to say that the Immortal Dao system has made him half-lame, and without it, he has become a disabled person in many ways, which is actually pertinent.

Especially the heart.

It has lost its superior insight ability and has lost its convenient means of investigation and defense...... Putting it all together creates a lack of control.

Ordinary people would think it was normal, but he became unbearable.

The main manifestation of this is timidity, a kind of uneasiness and fear that comes from the depths of the heart.

This feeling is shared by everyone, and it changes according to the actual situation, but his relevant threshold has obviously dropped greatly after suffering the blessing of the Immortal Dao and being stripped off now.

He was even too scared to enter the woods now, which was a match for the child's fear of the dark.

This discovery made him wonder if his soul, his will, had really become stronger in the process of tempering, or was it just an illusion that he had set certain preconditions?

(End of chapter)