corpse

It's all corpses

As far as the eye could see, the ground was full of corpses, and blood was pouring down. The red blood that had flowed from some of the corpses that had been piled up together had even merged into a small pool of blood. The stench of corpses permeated the village, causing many crows to hover in the air, and from time to time a few of them fell, pecking at the bodies that were no longer moving.

Wang Xiaoming lightly covered his nose and frowned at such a tragic scene.

Although I thought that the matter would be very serious, I never expected that it would be so serious. It seems that the whole village basically can't escape alive. Who is so ruthless that he wants to wipe out the entire village?

The village is small and small, but it is surrounded by the surrounding mountains, and there is only one way to get in and out of it. Moreover, the terrain of this village is lower than the surrounding mountains, and it is difficult to detect the existence of such a village in this group of mountains unless you are very careful. Maybe it's only when you're cooking.

And to be able to find this place, I think it took a long time to investigate and know the location of this village.

It seems that it should be a relationship similar to the feud of the family, otherwise it would not have been so thorough.

Wang Xiaoming walked around the houses to see if there was still any alive. Although there is little chance that someone will survive with corpses everywhere, there may be an accident.

It is not only the village roads that lie with large numbers of dead bodies, but also in every household. And there are different ways to die.

There are hands that have been cut off, feet that have been cut off, eyes that have been gouged out, heads that have been broken apart, not to mention the brains themselves, and there are also internal organs that have been pulled out. Anyway, although Wang Xiaoming has adapted to all kinds of bloody scenes, seeing this cruel way of death, there is still a palpitation in his heart.

Wang Xiaoming's brows furrowed even tighter. I can't imagine that it would be so cruel, how big is this hatred? Could it be that it is greater than the feud? Or is it just a toying mentality? In this way, it is not known whether it is a human being who is the initiator. It's more likely to feel like a demon or an undead.

Walking out of a family's house, Wang Xiaoming looked at the corpse-strewn and lifeless village, and heard some strange tearing sounds from time to time, and a silent and terrifying aura rose in vain. And he's starting to be on guard.

He was not wary of the dead bodies, which were terrible but dead. What is there to be afraid of a motionless corpse?

He was wary of the killers hiding in the shadows, and while observing the corpses, he also touched their bodies (relatively intact parts) with his hands, and found that their body temperature had not completely cooled down, and they still retained a relatively normal body temperature. In this way, it shows that this massacre of the whole village has not passed for a long time. Those killers should still be nearby.

Therefore, in the case that Wang Xiaoming does not use his ability to reconnoiter the whole scene, the enemy is in the dark, and he is in the light, if he is not on guard, it will be bad if he is sneak attacked.

Wang Xiaoming knew that unless he wanted to die, at least in this other world, no one could kill him.

However, it is one thing to kill or not, and it is another thing to be afraid or not. Moreover, in a way, Wang Xiaoming very much hopes that he can continue to have this normal reaction.

I won't die, but that doesn't mean I have to act like a human being. In addition to being absolutely immortal, I would have liked to be an "ordinary" human. That's what makes it interesting, it's great to maintain a normal person's way of thinking, and only reveal your extraordinary reality at the last moment!

So, it was not necessary, but Wang Xiaoming still looked nervous and vigilant, observing the movement and sound everywhere, and then continued to walk into each family's house to find possible survivors.

However, the result was the same - there were no survivors.

[Damn!, you're going to give me a survivor.] Otherwise, I would not have been able to go back without knowing anything, and I would not have seen even the appearance of a murderer. What should I do if I encounter one in the future?]

Although it was just a complaint, Wang Xiaoming didn't realize that his idea had been realized by using his ability. Because in his cognition, this is just a kind of complaint, but he doesn't know that he is actually hoping to realize the content of the complaint in his heart.

Thereupon......

"Knock!" From the house that he had not yet entered, Wang Xiaoming heard a sound. It's just a moment, but it's loud in this moment of silence.

Sure enough, there are survivors!

didn't know if he used his ability, Wang Xiaoming only thought that there were really people still alive. Hurry up and run to the house.

When he entered the house, Wang Xiaoming saw no trace of anyone, but his eyes were on a closet.

In the closet was a machete, the blade of which was so wide that it was almost the size of a man's belly. It was firmly stuck in the closet doorknob, and blood was dripping from the slot where the machete was inserted into the closet.

This clearly told Wang Xiaoming a message: there are still people in the closet.

Without saying a word, Wang Xiaoming hurriedly stepped forward, first opened the wardrobe door on the side, and when he saw it, there was indeed someone alive.

It was a young man with short green hair, who looked very painful and weak at this time, holding the machete that had been inserted into his body part in both hands, and the focus in his eyes was almost gone.

He saw the closet door opened, and it was opened by a dark-haired boy with a human appearance, who wanted to say something, but found that he was too weak to speak.

Wow, his body was dying. If you don't get treatment quickly, there really won't be anyone alive. Fortunately, he made a noise just now, otherwise he would have been dead by the time I found it at the speed of my search just now.

I can't save people who are already dead, and I don't have the ability or the obligation. Don't worry, teenager. I am the one who saved your life.

"Bear with me, it might hurt a little. Wang Xiaoming gave him a preview first, and then ...... Holding the machete directly is a vigorous pullout.

"Ahhh!!h The green-haired boy straightened his body and screamed, his face turned pale, and his whole body trembled, as if he was going to die in the next second.

"Uh...... I'm sorry. The main thing is that I finally found someone who survived, and I died of joy, and one accidentally tried too hard...... Anyway, long pain is better than short pain, and your body should be a little better now. I'll help you to the bedside and bandage your wounds. Wang Xiaoming saw that the other party was about to be "killed" by himself, so he immediately helped him up lightly and helped him to the bed on the side.

Wang Xiaoming was about to pretend to take out the bandaging tool from the space ring, when the green-haired young man didn't know where he got the strength to hold his hand tightly.

"You don't have to bandage me, I don't have long to live. And I don't want to live anymore, let me die. He said with tears of remorse on his face. His gaze also looked at the two corpses in the room.

"My parents sacrificed their lives for me, and I had to survive in secret. I can't save them, I don't have the right to live in the world, I have nothing, so please let me die. I hope you will be able to bury me and my parents together. The boy gasped and took out a letter from his body, the part of which was still covered with blood.

"And, before I die, I have a request that I hope you can help me fulfill. He took the letter to Wang Xiaoming, his hands were still trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of expectation.

it, boy, what are you doing? Aren't you just throwing the pot at me and letting me take care of things for you? Usually this kind of entrusted work is thankless. Often one thing is followed by another thing, and another thing is followed by the next thing, and so on. In the end, it goes on endlessly.

I won't do such a troublesome thing!

"Hey!" Wang Xiaoming pushed the young man's hand back to him. "How can you be so suspidant? Your parents have sacrificed their lives for you! How can you forget your parents' expectations because of a little personal thought? They want you to do it. I don't have the qualifications to do it, so I can discuss it if you ask me to help you do it. ”

"But...... The whole village was killed, and I was the only one left. I can't afford it, I ...... I can't take on such a big task...... I'm scared ......."

"What are you afraid of? Now you are the only one left in the whole village, no one will scold you, they don't have the ability to scold you, you can complete this task as you want. It doesn't matter if you just don't want to finish it, just don't kick it to me. Wang Xiaoming didn't care how irresponsible what he said, anyway, he wanted him to give up the idea of begging for death. Try not to be able to get him.

"Besides, I didn't have much to do with your village before, but I just happened to see that something was wrong here, so I just found out about this place. Only if you survive will you understand what you need to do, and you should understand the meaning of that. So, don't let your parents and other villagers die in vain, you know? Instead of blindly seeking death, this is just a weak and incompetent retreat. ”

Wang Xiaoming said the big reason to the green-haired boy with a serious face, and used all his strength to pull him back on the "right track".

Sure enough, as soon as he heard Wang Xiaoming's words full of "sincere tone", the young man's sloppy eyes slowly became clear, and it seemed that he should have begun to figure it out.

"I ......"

"Oh, I didn't expect this guy to die so much, he won't die. And with a little mouse, why don't you hide well, are you in a hurry to ask for death?"

A hoarse voice entered the room.

"Who?"

Damn, who disturbed my fooling process?

Wang Xiaoming looked back and saw that standing at the door of the room was an unknown figure wearing a cloak.

His face could be vaguely seen to be wrinkled, withered, and almost as thin as wood.

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So far, I've barely written about a villain in the true sense of the word, and I don't know how effective it will be......