In a village not far from Yuelong Pass, the men, women and children of the village are doing something in front of their homes, and now is the time to do farm work.

"Mother, mother, I hurt."

A little boy of five or six years old cried out, while his mother remained unmoved, holding an iron needle and stabbing the boy in the tongue, while his father was busy cutting his own hand.

The women stabbed their tongues in a circle, and the men struck themselves with blunt objects, and white stones were placed around them, and these stones began to slowly turn black after absorbing the slightest trace of black gas.

In the basement of the village chief's house, a young man who lacked hands was bound in chains, his left eye had been gouged out, and he had multiple wounds on his body, and the pain in his body made him want to die.

"Think of something else, think of something else, whether it's real or hallucination, hurry up and get it out for me." It's the first time that Xia Rou wants to go back to his original world like this.

Natsurou is not from this world, he was originally a member of the gathering team of Shelter Six, and was accidentally shot in the head during a battle with other shelters, but in the end he survived.

It's just that after that, he has hallucinations of appearing in another world from time to time, and the time in the illusion world is getting longer and longer, and it is becoming more and more real.

Later, Xia Rou spent most of his time in another world, and he had heard from the old man in the shelter about something called a novel in the old days, in which there was a story about a person who accidentally went to another world and lived a happy life there.

That kind of person is generally called a time-traveler in novels, and Xia Rou thinks that he is a time-traveler, and this world is indeed much better than his original world.

At least there is unpolluted water and food, and there is no need to fight mutants and other humans every day, this world is so beautiful, if it is real, it is the best, I don't want to go back, Xia Rou thought so at that time.

Later, Xia Rou joined a sect called the Infinite Gate, which is an existence similar to a shelter organization in this world, and although the people in this world are technologically backward, they have some strange abilities, sometimes more powerful than guns and genetically modified people.

The disciples of the Innocent Gate have to cut off a part of the body and replace it with a new one, and the new part often comes from a special item that has been modified or some kind of evil, which allows the disciples of the Innocent Sect to obtain special abilities, and Xia Rou chose both hands.

It was similar to the prosthetic leg of his original world, and he was happy to have his hands cut off, because it was a treatment that only the big people had in his place.

After staying in Wujian for a few years, he followed a few brothers from the same door to a country called the Later Jin Dynasty to make a deal with the Zoroastrian Sect, and the transaction was successfully completed, and they would not encounter those things if they left immediately, but he didn't expect the senior brother to secretly spy on what the Zoroastrian Sect was going to do.

He also knew that senior brother before, and his personality was not like this, but since he changed the pair of clairvoyants, he was good at eavesdropping on other people's secrets, and the master also knew that this was a side effect of changing to the evil one, so he didn't care about him.

The senior brother of the Zoroastrian Sect also found out what he was going to do here, and they actually wanted to assassinate the emperor of the Later Jin Dynasty and snatch something from him.

At this time, they had been here for several days because of their senior brother, and just as they were about to leave, one of them suddenly attacked the senior brother and killed the others.

The junior brother took off his skin in front of Xia Rou, he came for Xia Rou, because of his identity as a traverser, but that person called the traverser Xinsu.

It turned out that in the past few days, the junior brother didn't know when he was killed by this person and was skinned and replaced with this person's body, and he and the others didn't even see it.

"That person actually knows I'm a traverser." Xia Rou thought of some rumors he had heard before, some of them claimed to be crazy people from other worlds, and they were called Xinsu, but Xia Rou didn't care about it at that time.

In this way, the two of them ran one and chased one, Xia Rou exhausted his skills and suffered many injuries before running out, he came to Yuelong Pass, and wanted to run out of Houjin, but his physical strength was exhausted and he fainted.

When he woke up again, Xia Rou found him in a village, and he was rescued by a group of villagers, although the villagers looked a little strange, they had been taking good care of him, and the person who was chasing him didn't even chase him.

In this way, Xia Rou recovered from his injuries in the village, and when he was about to leave, he was called by the village chief to go to his house to have a meal together before leaving, he was embarrassed to refuse and went, but before the meal was finished, he fainted, and when he woke up again, he was tied here, Xia Rou sighed:

"Alas, it's all my fault for my talking, these days I think they are good people, so I told them about my two arms, and they took advantage of my fainting to take away my biggest dependence."

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The door to the basement opened, and I saw an old man walking tremblingly with a bowl of white rice and braised pork, who was the head of the village.

Xia Rou looked at the food in the old man's bowl, knowing that even if he was the village chief before, he only had a multigrain nest to eat, so he opened his mouth and said:

"Old man, you should have paid the taxes that the government asked you to pay, I am paying off your life-saving kindness, please let me go."

"Pay it off, pay it off, Hou Sheng, thanks to you, our village is enough to pay the spirit stone tax for several years, but well, even if the government suddenly raises any tax one day, now a few years are not enough to pay for a year, and then the people in the village will have to be made adults by the government again."

You're good in the future, just help us again, anyway, you're still young, and it's okay if you lack a few things in your body, everyone here is like this, and the village will raise you in the future. ”

When Xia Rou heard this, he immediately scolded, but the old man just shook his head, put down the food, took out a white stone and put it in front of Xia Rou, and then he took out a knife and was about to dig into Xia Rou's right eye.

Xia Rou begged for mercy: "Old man, don't, I remember, if you want money, you can hand me over to the government, I am a heart, very valuable." ”

The old village chief ignored his words, and forced to gouge out Xia Rou's right eye, and waited until the white stone was completely blackened before he stopped.

"What is the heart element he said, is it very valuable? The next time the son of the old Wang family comes back from outside, I will ask him again, and if it is really valuable, I will hand this kid over. The old village chief took the black stone and put it in his pocket, and then forcibly fed Xia Rou, who was now his god of wealth.

There are very few outsiders in the village, except for the occasional few people who go out, and only the officials who come here to collect taxes.

"Finally found it, oops, you damn old thing you made my baby like this." The old village chief suddenly heard a voice behind him, but before he could turn around, he felt that everything around him was turned upside down, and the old village chief's head fell to the ground.

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I don't know how long later, Xia Roxia opened his eyes, and he found that the pain and wounds all over his body were gone, his two eyes were fine, and the surrounding environment became his room in the shelter.

"Was that experience just a nightmare?" He wiped the sweat from his head, then got out of bed and opened the door, only to find that there were people standing outside the door.

Some of these people were his dead comrades-in-arms, some were enemies killed by his own hands, and even his brothers in this world, they all looked at Xia Rou with a look, and before he could react, those people all pounced and bit his flesh.

Again and again, dying and starting over, it seems that Xia Rou will not be completely killed, but the pain in his body is real, and it is a never-ending torture.