Qing Tong didn't know why, so she easily chose to believe this stranger's words.

Perhaps instinct prompted her to believe.

"Rest well, take care of your body, and go out hunting together in a few days. ”

She said to Nanming, "This place is full of dangers, and we can't raise you for nothing." ”

After saying that, he picked up the tent and walked out.

Watching the woman's bewitching back disappear from sight, Nan Ming reclined on the bed, supporting his head with one hand and a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Measuring the time in his heart, he had been in this world for five days and nine hours. The speed of time in the small world is different from that of this world, and on the other side of this world, it is probably equivalent to taking a nap.

And so it went on for a few more days.

Nanming ended his days in bed and began to hunt outside with Qing Tong and the young men in the camp.

The hunt took place in a stone forest near the camp, which was infested with jackals, tigers and leopards, and if you were lucky, you could encounter a few fat mice.

She was the only woman in the hunting party, but she was far more agile than the other men, jumping on a stone pillar on tiptoe and even running on a steep rock wall. The 100-pound strong bow in the camp, only she could easily pull it to the full string, and shot down the eagle in the sky with one arrow.

Nan Ming felt that even if the other young men in this camp rushed up, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat this fierce woman. With such force, it is naturally more than enough to be a leader.

They were able to hunt about the same amount of prey every day, dismembered it at night, and roasted it over a bonfire in the middle of the camp.

The bonfire crackled, and the light of the fire reflected on everyone's faces, a blood-like red.

According to Qing Tong, this camp used to be full of people from a village. In the place where the Shuofeng Desert is located, there was originally a prosperous city, but it was later destroyed by demons.

Because there are demons all around, they are trapped here. There are hidden formations left over from ancient times, which can isolate the prying eyes of demons and evil spirits, and will not die inexplicably in their sleep.

There is an ancient well in the camp, which is the only source of water for their survival.

Speaking of this, Qingtong's eyes illuminated by the firelight couldn't help but have a trace of sadness, if the well dried up, they would have no way to live.

The light of the fire danced faintly in everyone's eyes, and they quietly tore at the pieces of meat, and the atmosphere was a little dull for a while, and they only felt that the taste was the same as chewing wax.

"Big brother, here you go!"

A crisp voice broke the dullness, and Nanming squinted at it, it was the little ghost named Zhu'er. She looked at herself with wide, moist eyes, pink hands handing over a skewer of roasted meat.

He was not polite, took it and threw it up his neck, and stuffed it all down his throat.

When I pulled it out again, all I had left was a slick baking fork.

This acrobatic action made the little girl stunned for a moment, and Qingtong glanced at Nan Ming angrily: "Don't teach bad children!"

"Giggle...... Big brother is so powerful!"

Pearl, however, laughed happily.

The child does not hold grudges, after these few days of getting along, she has forgotten about Nan Ming pinching her face, but is very close to him, shouting "big brother" and "big brother" all day long, following Nan Ming like a little fart.

"Pearls seem to like you very much. ”

Qingtong whispered, looking at Zhu'er's gaze a little soft, "This child is a poor person, both parents were injured and died in the hunt, and a child is helpless, so I recognized her as my sister." If anything happens to me in the future, I hope you will take care of her more. ”

Nanming glanced at her, and then at the little girl, with a strange meaning in her eyes.

He grinned, "I'll take good care of her." ”

The night is getting darker.

One by one, the people returned to their tents to rest, and the embers of the campfire danced with a dark red glow, occasionally flashing a few sparks.

Nan Ming rolled over on the bed and yawned boredly.

He felt that the quilt under him seemed to be a little panicked, and he lifted a few layers of mats and touched it, and found a soft cloth made of animal skins.

Spread it out casually, and two scribbled blood words jumped into view: Help me!

He narrowed his eyes......

Outside the tent, there was a sudden whining of the wind, and the wind blew the curtain of the door to hunt.

Nan Ming's heart moved, and he quickly hid the blood word in his arms, curled up and pretended to be asleep.

After a while, the sound of the wind gradually stopped, and the boundless silence enveloped the four fields. The day is also dark in this world, and the night is even darker.

He knew that the thing was gone, so he sat up again, and took out the bloody note and looked at it with interest. The two blood characters were written in an extremely sloppy manner, one horizontal and one shallow, and the tension and horror of the writer could be felt through the handwriting.

- Who would have written it?

The answer to this question is easy to guess. Nan Ming narrowed her eyes, that woman was quite smart, and she actually knew how to ask for help from herself.

But she didn't understand that sometimes, death is the greatest relief.

After thinking about it, he picked up the blood letter, and walked out of the tent lightly, and came to the tent on the other side.

On the bed with a faint body fragrance, the red-haired woman was sleeping soundly, Nan Ming reached out and patted her cheek, she woke up instantly, and was about to scream, but her mouth was covered.

At this time, two dark red blood words jumped into her eyes, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her face turned pale.

Because she recognized it, these two words were clearly her own handwriting, and every stroke was so familiar.

However, she didn't remember when she had written them down or how they got into Nanming's hands......

"This was found under my bed. Nan Ming whispered in her ear, and the cool breath made her shiver.

Save me?

It's hard to imagine what kind of fear she had in mind to write these two words in blood, and the urgency and despair that penetrated the back of the paper were clearly transmitted to her heart through the blood words.

She knew it couldn't be for nothing......

And there were so many people in the camp, but she had to ask a stranger for help...... Unless, the mortal danger came from the camp she knew.

The more I thought about it, the more terrifying I felt, the wrongness that had been piling up in my heart these days suddenly broke out, and Qingtong took Nan Ming's hand: "Go!"

"Where to go?"

"Get out of this camp first!"

Her hands trembled slightly, and she hurried a few steps back again, "Wait, I'm going to bring it too-"

"Shhhh Don't say it, it will hear. Nanming held up a finger to her lips.

Qing Tong was stunned for a moment, his eyes showed disbelief, and his face became even whiter.

She seemed to realize something......

"Let's go. ”

Nan Ming took her hand and ran out, the camp was not big, and the two quickly crossed the boundary of the isolation formation. Further on, there is an endless desert of wind.

At this moment, a glutinous voice came from behind them: "Sister, where are you going?"

Qingtong's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The look of horror froze on her face, and then slowly softened, turning into a hollow blankness. Slowly, slowly, she turned around, and saw the little girl rubbing her sleepy eyes, and her eyes gradually brightened.

"Pearl, why are you here? It's a big night, don't run around, it's dangerous. ”

She walked quickly over to the little girl.

Zhu'er stretched out her pink hands like white lotus roots: "Sister, you want to hug." ”

"Okay, Zhu'er, go back to sleep with my sister......"

Qingtong squatted down, took the little girl in her arms, and naturally walked towards the camp, as if she had forgotten the purpose of appearing here, and also forgot the existence of Nanming.

The figures, one large and one small, quickly disappeared into the darkness.

After a while, the little girl who rubbed her sleepy eyes came out of the darkness again and called out from afar: "Big brother, where are you going?"

It's still the familiar recipe, and it's still the same taste.

In the dark, it seems that a mysterious force is trying to invade Nanming's mind, trying to implant some strange fragments in his memory to replace his original memory.

My name is Nan Ming, a homeless wanderer whose hometown is on the other side of the distant Windy Desert, which has been destroyed by demons. In order to survive, I left my hometown with my sister Zhu'er and traveled through the desert with other survivors in search of a new habitat.

In the desert, we were caught in a sandstorm and separated from the others. Luckily, my sister is still with me. My sister and I finally got out of the desert and came to this camp.

There was a female leader in the camp who had been seriously injured and died while hunting the other day. I was good at dealing with some jackals, tigers and leopards, so they elected me as the new leader and led them to hunt in the future. My sister and I stayed and lived here for several years.

My sister has a habit of sleepwalking at night, but fortunately I found it again tonight. It's not safe outside, and I'm going to have to get her back......

Nanming does not prohibit the hand holding the forehead.

Can you be a little lazy in tampering with other people's memories, the first half of this story is clearly made up by himself casually to fool people, but it turned around in a circle, and it was used to fool himself?