My name is Wang Tiancheng, and I thought that my little fate was explained, but I didn't think I was still alive. Now my body can't move, but my consciousness has returned.

At this time, I was thinking about "Will I be disabled for life if I am hit by a car, but the girl I saved seems to be quite beautiful, if she promises that she will not lose anything in this life." ”

"It seems that someone poured something bitter on me just now, it should be medicine. No, shouldn't it be an intravenous drip like me? Could it be that the girl's family couldn't afford to pay the medical bills, so they treated me cheaply, and said that it was good for humanity!

I woke up again with a smoking throat of thirst, and when I opened my eyes there was a bowl of water on my right. It sounds like a water bowl, but it is actually half a wine jar filled with wine, and there are cockroaches crawling on the edge of the wine jar.

But I'm in the mood to drink the next pool now, and I can't care so much about it, so I stuck my head out in the direction of the wine jar to drink water with nausea.

"Fortunately, Brother Xiaoqiang is civilized enough. I didn't swim in the scenic area, otherwise I would have been given protein. ”

The water was poured down by me, and the dry throat was finally soothed. The body can already move, but the head is still hurting, and the body is cold and has no strength, obviously the cold has not been cured.

Looking around, I saw that I was in a dimly lit room of 2,30 square meters, and I was the only one in the room. The house is made of stone, and the walls are unevenly covered with moss. There is a wooden fence window and a low wooden door with a permeable window in the upper part of the wooden door. The wooden doors and windows are positioned relatively parallel to each other, and the moonlight shines through the windows, bringing a glimmer of light to the dimly lit room.

There was a layer of yellow dead grass on the ground, and I don't know how long it had been here, and some of it was moldy. The air was mixed with the smell of dead grass and mildew, and it smelled bad on time. From time to time, the squeaky of rats sounded beside him. Underneath me was a thicker pile of dead grass, with a few dead grass on my body.

At that time, a fleeting thought flashed through my mind: "The treatment environment of this hospital is too inferior, and they are all poor like this, who picked this place for me?"

Sighed and wanted to sit up and call someone. That's when I noticed something holding my hands. I saw that the wrists and ankles of my hands and feet were tied with ropes, but these four ropes were connected to the wall. The design was so delicate that the rope restricted my movements, just enough for me to sit up, and my hand couldn't touch my other hand or feet. I immediately panicked, what the hell is going on?

Suddenly I remembered the conversation between the two men before I fell asleep. This batch... Send away... Good price...

I'm being kidnapped by traffickers!! this place is a cell for children!! I just wanted to complain, but my eyes inadvertently picked up, and I secretly wondered, how did my bangs turn white? I just looked at the house and didn't pay attention to my condition, but now I looked at myself carefully.

At this time, he was wearing clothes full of patches. The skin exposed on the outside of the clothes is a little whiter than before, but this whiteness is more like a sick white formed by long-term malnutrition. The hands and feet were several times smaller than before, and the calluses from the palms were gone. This... Wait a minute

I didn't understand it before, but that's what it means to run away and fall into the river. It dawned on me that I had crossed into the body of a white-haired boy who had been abducted and trafficked by traffickers and had failed to escape.

The kid was running away, and the voice seemed to say I was some new punch. God, don't have that fun. You're too ruthless!

No, I'll run! If you don't run, you won't be beaten to death. But my hands and feet were tied.

How am I going to run?" I looked around, and my eyes were fixed on the half of the jar next to me. I thought to myself, this is really the way to the end.

I stretched out my right hand and took the jar into my bosom. First I tried to use the strength of my hands to break off a piece of cutting rope from the wine jar, but I found that my strength was too small to do it. Later, I wanted to simply smash the jar and find a piece of debris to cut the rope, but I was afraid that the sound of breaking the jar would be too loud and attract the attention of the traffickers. Fortunately, the half of the jar was not a flat facet, and after about 20 minutes of rubbing the edge of one side of the jar, one of my hands was finally free. I took advantage of the victory, using my free hand to untie the ropes that were tied to my other wrist and ankle, respectively.

I stood up, first cautiously walked to the wooden window, and looked out with my feet on my feet. There was a cliff below the side of the wooden window, and it was obviously impossible to escape from the wooden window.

Then I walked in the direction of the door, pushed the door first, and found that the door was locked. Sneaking through the ventilation window in the door. Through the moonlight through the wooden window, you can see that there is no one in the house outside the wooden door, and there are many "cells" like this one around. There was a table not far from the door, and there was a black thing on the table in addition to the tea bowl and tea cup. When I looked closely, it was clearly a black iron key. The black life-saving key was shining with gold in my eyes at this time. Even though the table was not far away, I couldn't reach the key. It is said that people are in a hurry to make wisdom, and dogs are in a hurry to jump over the wall.

I cut off the part of the rope that had tied me to the wall, and then tied the rope into a twisted shape, and cut the other rope into several parts, and tied them to the ends of the twisted rope to fix them as a stick.

Luckily, the table wasn't too far away from me, and I connected the two "sticks" with the last rope, which seemed a bit long. Then I took advantage of the upper air window of the wooden door to extend my "stick", and used it to pass through the key ring of the key and pick the key over. Because the wooden door is very low, my hand is just right to insert the key into the keyhole of the wooden door. With the sound of a spring in the keyhole, the door finally opened, and I was one step closer to freedom.

I crept into the space outside the wooden door, for fear that my voice would attract the attention of the traffickers. It didn't take two steps to reach the destination.

I craned my neck and peeked out, and the view was excellent, and I could see my surroundings clearly by the moonlight.

It should be autumn in this world, and the grass on my hill is yellow. There is a very fast river in front of the old house, and at the end of the river is a valley, and the cliff I saw before should be that valley. Looking ahead, you can see the endless mountains, and the red maple leaves give the mountains beautiful long hair. Fireflies flutter along the river, offering their last rays of light for the first season. With the hazy moonlight and the insects and frogs chirping around, it really feels like a paradise if there is no place for this cell to be here.

Just as I was enjoying the beauty of nature, suddenly I heard a very incongruous sound in my ears. I saw a small house on the diagonal back side of the cell, and there was a loud snoring sound from the room, and it was not surprising that this snoring sound could shake the birds in the sky down.

I guess this is the trafficker who kidnapped me, and this snoring can set a Guinness Book of Records. It's so far away from me across the house, and it sounds like thunder, what a talent. Listening to this snoring, it is estimated that he is a master who can't wake up from sleep. Listening to their conversation, he should be alone here, and it seems that he can relax and boldly escape. Where can you run?

I looked at the patched clothes and thought that this kind of clothes should not be made with technology. There are no mounts like horses here, and without technology, he shouldn't be able to move too far on his feet, and he shouldn't be able to build his base too far away from where they "started".

Human beings rely on water as the root of reproduction, and if they go upstream along the river, they may be able to reap the rewards. Knowing the direction, I felt much more at ease, and rushed towards the upstream of the river.