Song Qing woke up slowly, feeling extremely painful in the back of his head, and his body was a little out of breath due to the weight of a heavy object. I thought, "If you are sentient, you can see that you are still alive." ”

Pushing the object away from his body, he sat up with the back of his head. The sun was so hard that I could barely open my eyes, and after a while to get used to the harsh sunlight, I found that the rain had already stopped.

It's just that everything around me doesn't seem to be the same as it was before I lost consciousness. When I got on the highway, it was obviously three or four o'clock in the afternoon, look at the sun, and now it's probably ** o'clock. The highway has also become a dirt road, but there is no sign of rain on the ground.

Looking at the heavy object just now, it was actually a woman in her twenties, but the clothes this woman was wearing looked like they were in a costume drama, and it was not clear which dynasty it was. The woman's eyes were closed, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

Song Qing stretched out his hand to probe the woman's snort, but was frightened by the small hand in front of him. Although this hand grows on his body, it is not the original appearance, almost skin and bones, and it is the small hand of a four- or five-year-old child, I don't know how much smaller. Looking at the body again, the professional suit also turned into a coarse cloth dress, and the body wrapped in the coarse cloth dress was as thin as a bamboo pole. On his dirty little feet was a pair of straw sandals that were about to break the rope, and his right foot was showing his toes.

I think I've crossed over, and I don't know what it looks like after wearing it. Song Qing sighed at the moment, and went to check the situation of the woman next to him, but saw that the wound on the woman's back was no longer bleeding, there was no breath between her nose, her chest could not feel her heartbeat, her body was already cold, and it seemed that she had been dead for a long time.

Song Qing looked up at the surrounding scene, couldn't help but be stunned, suddenly his scalp was numb, his hands and feet were cold, and he wanted to scream, but the sound reached his throat as if it was frozen, and he couldn't make a sound. Although the sun was shining, it was as if I was in the cold, and I only felt that all the hair on my body stood up.

There were still towering mountains on both sides, but there were about thirty people lying on the path, and there were blood stains everywhere, and the smell of blood was in the air. Song Qing's throat was tight, he almost wanted to vomit, and he retched a few times, but he couldn't vomit anything.

Song Qing trembled all over and wanted to stand up, but found that his legs and feet couldn't use his strength. After a long while, he barely got up, and walked slowly to check on the situation of these people.

But they found that the thirty-two men were almost like the woman earlier, coarse and linen, dressed in rags, and in better condition, but with fewer patches and a little cleaner. There are many elderly people, children and women, and very few men in their young age. But his body was cold, and there was no sign of life.

These people have more or less injuries on their bodies, some of them are in the throat, heart and other vital locations, and it is estimated that they will be killed immediately; Some of them had several wounds on their bodies and died of excessive blood loss. Most of the men who died of blood loss were young and middle-aged men, and it seemed that they had resisted when they were killed, so although there were many wounds, they would not die immediately.

There are several small wooden carts with wheelwheels upside down, some of which have fallen apart, and the simple brackets look very backward. The parcels and miscellaneous items on it were scattered all over the ground, but none of them were anything of value.

Song Qing took a deep breath to calm down, then frowned, thinking about the current situation. Based on the current situation, it is not difficult to see that these people should be a family or neighbors in the village, and for some reason they want to migrate together. It's just that I don't want to encounter thieves who rob and kill people, and the things that are a little valuable should have been taken away.

The body he is wearing now should be the child of the woman just now, and for some reason he fainted, but fortunately the woman protected him and escaped. The original owner of this body, just looking at the skinny body, is a long-term malnourished appearance, after the collision just now, this soul probably does not know where to float.

Song Qing suddenly felt a headache. In this place where I don't know where it is, I can't find a village in front of me, I can't find a store in the back, I don't know how far I have to go to meet people, and where to go is still a problem.

Song Qing was in a daze, and suddenly heard a sound of "goo~~~" in his stomach, and he felt hungry. Looking up at the sun in the sky, it was about eleven or twelve o'clock.

Song Qing searched among the sundries around him for a long time and found a water bladder and a few dry food that were not stained with blood. Song Qing thought that he didn't know how long he would have to walk, so it was better to pack some food first, so as not to starve to death on the road before he met anyone, so he found a clean cloth and wrapped the dry food.

Song Qing sat down far away from the corpse, staring at the corpse out of the corner of his eyes, and felt a little stunned in his heart, this is better than solving food and clothing in the corpse. Looking at the dry food in his hand, he frowned tightly, and he didn't know what it was made of, and after a few days, he could not eat it. I was thinking about wrapping it up, but I was defeated by the hunger from my stomach, and I couldn't care about it so much. Song Qing took the dry food in his hand, took a bite hard, did not squint, no longer glanced at the corpse, but concentrated on fighting the dry food.

After eating, he stood up and looked at the corpses around him, and the initial fear gradually calmed down, and he thought in his heart: these people are also poor people, and it is not a solution to meet a sudden catastrophe, and it is not a way to cross the corpse wilderness. Now that the weather is warm, the corpses will not only smell after being parked for a long time, but I am afraid that there will be epidemics, but now they are very thin, how can they have the strength to bury them in the ground, I don't know if the cremation will be completed.

Song Qing struggled for a long time to put the bodies of the two adults together, and he was already so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist. As the saying goes, "death sinks", this is the dead people are really heavy, there are only two corpses in the past half a day, and there are still thirty or so corpses, what should I do?

Looking at the remaining corpses, and finding that the sun was gradually turning westward, Song Qing couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Even if they move to tomorrow morning, they may not be able to move it out, is the idea of burying them too self-conscious? I don't know if I will encounter bandits again, and I don't know what poisonous snakes and beasts are in the mountains and forests. I finally crossed over and was reborn, and I had to cherish my life, and I couldn't go to see Marx and his old man in less than a day.

You can't stay with these corpses all night, so it's better to leave them alone. But I didn't see anyone pass by for most of the day, and I didn't know how long I had to walk, and maybe I couldn't find a place where people were before dark.

But I really can't bear to bear these corpses, and if I throw them here, I'm afraid that no one will find them if they decompose. The current body can only be kept intact by the woman's best protection, otherwise she will cross over, and she will not live long in this case, she can be regarded as her own life-saving "corpse".

Why is he so hard-working, not to mention that he can't be a princess, at least he has to dress as a rich lady who has no worries about food and clothing, and wears it on an unlucky child who is facing a pile of corpses, what hope is there for a good life in the future?

Just when he was very entangled, the sound of horses' hooves gradually came from behind him. Song Qing was afraid that it would be a thief who would go and return, so he immediately ran up the hill and hid behind a big tree and didn't dare to make a sound.