"Spread out and make this place a clearing." The leader commanded.

After the order was given, everyone got busy.

Everyone who was originally tired understood that they could rest with peace of mind only by opening up the venue earlier, so everyone worked very hard.

There was a lot of strength in the crowd, and after a while, an open space had been carved out around it, the size of a football field, and everyone sat together in groups of three or five, and some began to pick up the cut thorns.

In the wild,

Making a fire is a necessary skill, not to mention that in such an inaccessible and thorny place, if there is no protection from the fire source, when the night really falls, I don't know how many people will die.

According to statistics, 70% of all deaths in the wild occur at night.

Although everyone didn't take the rabbit that the bald man said seriously, it didn't prevent everyone from making some defensive fires.

After all, in this kind of grass, creatures like snakes should still exist.

Although this is the Xuanhuang Tomb, after all, his old man has been dead for so many years, and no one knows what the situation is like here.

The thorns were so damp that it took a great deal of effort to dry them, and then a dozen fires were lit to enclose the people.

It was already completely dark, and the visibility was less than ten meters away.

Everyone was busy grilling the dry food prepared in advance on the fire, and some people began to try to find food in the grass.

The bald man sat in the center of the crowd, biting on the prepared dry food, with a faint worry and fear in his heart.

instinctive

He felt that the place was not safe, and that it was too strange all the way.

Especially that terrifying rabbit.

He always had a feeling,

The blood-red-eyed rabbit was crouching in some bush, observing them.

Just wait for them to sleep here, and then kill them all brutally.

Even he couldn't believe it when he said it.

After all, the combat effectiveness of rabbits is really limited,

Don't say it's killing a group of people,

The bald man felt that it would be easier to kill a group of rabbits by himself.

But the pressure of those eyes was so great that it was difficult for him to really calm down and eat.

What's more, in addition to the rabbits, those thorns don't look to be underestimated.

If, as he had guessed, the thorns would grow on their own, then it would be difficult for them to see the sun again tomorrow.

"It's useless to think so much now, I must not sleep tonight, if something happens, I will be the first to leave here."

The bald man clenched his fists, calculating what might happen next.

He didn't come to Xuanhuang Tomb voluntarily this time, he was completely coerced to come to this place.

Their leader is also the leader of the forces on the side of the Fu Kingdom, but it is not an officially recognized organization, but it just occupies a few mountains and survives with difficulty.

So when their leader knew the news that the Xuanhuang Tomb was about to open, the leader directly called all the people in the gang who could see it here.

In the pagoda before, they relied completely on luck and rushed into the stone gate in the last dim second.

It's night, and the clouds are windy.

The crowd quickly cleared up a clearing, and everyone sat together in groups of three or five, and piles of flames also burned.

Dry food is heated, and people who have worked hard all day enjoy the tranquility of midnight.

The bald man felt tired, but had no appetite, barely ate something, sat by the fire, and looked at the stars above him in deep thought.

His wife is still waiting for him to go back,

The child still misses his father,

Parents are still missing their children.

He took off a necklace from his neck, a pendant in the shape of a white rabbit.

Carefully placed the pendant in the palm of his hand, folded his hands, and slowly closed his eyes.

He wasn't praying for himself, but hoping that his family would have a good night's sleep.

"I don't understand, why come to such a place." After praying, the bald man muttered to himself.

"For treasures, for money, for strength, these are not enough?" A young man sitting next to him spoke.

The bald man shook his bare head, grabbed a piece of roast meat from the fire, and said:

"Those things look good, but they can ask for your name at any time."

"I don't think so, I think only the strong are worthy of living, and only the best are worthy of living."

"But it's not just the strong in this world."

"The weak have only the fate of being dominated." The young man is ambitious, and his face is full of pride.

The bald man stopped talking and ended the topic with silence.

Time passed little by little, and gradually everyone fell asleep.

It's been a tiring day,

After entering the pagoda, everyone was busy entering the stone gate, and the melee seemed to be short, but it was extremely physically demanding.

I thought that entering the Xuanhuang Tomb would be able to take a little rest.

But who would have thought that he had just entered the Xuanhuang Tomb and started to split the mountain again, and he didn't know how much suffering he had endured at the end of the day.

If you want to be strong, you have to endure pain and suffering.

This applies to almost all planes.

Enduring those hardships is the only way for almost every strong person.

But for the bald,

He doesn't want to be a strong man, he just wants to live his little life quietly.

For someone like him, there is no doubt that it is torture now.

"Sleep, you don't have to think so much when you're asleep."

The bald man leaned against a small tree and slowly closed his eyes.

In his field of vision, all his comrades had already fallen asleep, and there was no sound around him.

It seems that he is the only one left in the world who is awake.

The feeling is extremely lonely and uninteresting.

Consciousness drifted away, and drowsiness drowned him like a tide.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, a series of gurgling sounds came from the grass.

The sound was soft, like the movement of an animal running fast.

But it's never too big, it sounds like something small.

"Danger!! Dangerous!! Hurry up, everybody!! ”

The bald man shouted frantically, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all, and he wanted to get up frantically, but he couldn't move his body at all.

"Everyone, hurry up.... Your family is still waiting for you to go back! ”

A great uneasiness surrounded him, and the feeling of wanting to wake up but not waking up was very difficult.

The sound of hee hee soo is getting closer and closer, and the bald man even feels that it is right next to him, and a bad smell follows.

What does that taste like....

"Bloody?!"

The bald man snapped his tongue and the restraint dissipated as he snapped open his eyes and gulped in the fresh air.