The rain in the mountains and forests was about to be huge, and there was thunder in the night, igniting the thunder fire of an old tree. Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the heavy rains, two homeless people stumbled into the bushes with a bag of food in their arms.

His body was covered with mud, and his tattered clothes were cut into strips of cloth in the thorn bushes.

In the hands of the two people, one of them held a war knife that he had picked up out of nowhere, and the other two hands held a small hoe tightly.

The knives were still stained with blood, and the people who rushed up to rob the caravan were the victims who had fled the famine.

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His face was pale, and the hungry man holding the knife had a cut on his right arm, and he gritted his teeth and clutched the knife wound, and the blood still couldn't stop oozing out of his fingers with the rain.

Panting heavily, the man lifted his mud-covered ragged clothes and pulled out a small bag of food from his arms, clean and still with body temperature.

This is the mountain food that the caravan will prepare when it is traveling.

The small grain bags are full of dry and lumpy cereal dumplings, and when you really have to meet an emergency, you can swallow a piece of dry grain for a day or two. Boiled with hot water, it is a pot of hot cereal porridge.

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"Thin man, I'm afraid I can't walk, I robbed other people's food, and my life and death are under the knife.

I have this knife wound, and I have no medicine to treat it when I go back.

Now that it is raining, it will not take long for this wound to become inflamed and rot, and when the time comes, the whole person will be a waste of food.

The grain and rice we robbed this time, you have hidden it.

Save some food, our mother and your sister-in-law still have the baby in the belly, which is enough to cope with three or five days.

Now the situation is too chaotic, a lot of people have died, and my life is here, and there is one less mouth to eat.

When I went back, you told my wife and your sister-in-law that I was gone, and they in the province couldn't stop crying because they couldn't stop crying.

Brother will go again and see if he can pick up some dry food while he is in chaos.

Don't show your head, you can't be without a man at home, hide the food, don't be remembered.

If I can come back, I will throw this knife down with the food, and I won't be able to come back in half an hour, so you can run directly.

Your sister-in-law, and the baby in her belly...... I'll leave it to you......"

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Painfully, he stuffed the bag of grain and rice in his hand into the hands of the thin young man who rolled into a mud monkey on the side.

A dark, thin man, so thin that you could see your ribs.

They fled here just for a mouthful of food.

Tonight I saw the caravan and saw the grain cart, it doesn't matter whose family you are, you can stuff a handful of grain into your stomach, and you won't be a starving ghost when you die.

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Mobilizing a large number of refugees to cause chaos is very delicate in the minds of those behind the scenes.

These homeless people, if they have enough to eat, who wants to tie their heads to their belts.

The two hungry brothers don't understand whose pawns they are.

They know the hard truth, there is food in that convoy, and if they take the food, the family will not starve to death.

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Holding the knife, the man ignored the large and small cuts on his body, and was ready to desperately grab a little more food.

He held the knife in one hand and held it tightly.

The muscles on his wrists were bulging and full of calluses.

It is clearly not a hand holding a knife, and this crop man is not suitable for holding a knife. But at this moment, with the knife in hand, I have to grab food for the family even if I risk my life.

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"Brother, let's run.

There are too many people here tonight, and those officials won't recognize us, so these grains are enough for us to eat for a while.

Maybe......

Maybe in a few days, those old men in the city will open a warehouse to put grain and build a soup kitchen. ”

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In his arms, he carried a large and a small, two food bags.

A thin boy like a mud monkey, hungry and already shriveled with a shriveled stomach, the whole person is black and thin.

He looked at the large and small knife cuts on the man's body, so many injuries, and the deep knife wound on his right arm, there was no Lang Zhong among the victims, and he could only die of inflammation and rot when he went back.

But when he thought that his eldest brother was gone, the old lady in the family, as well as his sister-in-law and the baby in her belly, all had to live on his own, and the thin monkey-like boy felt weak in his heart.

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Breaking free of the young man's pull, the man had a hint of madness in his eyes.

He picked up the knife and stood up straight through the pain.

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"Sister, don't dream.

Those golden nobles in the city can pity us these lowly bones, and now in this world, if you want to live, you can only rely on yourself.

I have no hope, even if I live, this little food is not enough for us to eat.

Now that you are growing up, your sister-in-law has another seed in her stomach, and she has not seen a grain of rice for three or five days, and she will definitely not survive by digging up grass roots and bark.

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If I go back and add another mouth, the whole family will starve to death.

It's done, don't cry like a.

You boy's birds are all hairy, and you have to look like a man with eggs.

Brother go to fight one last time, grab more food, and your hope of survival will be greater. Somehow...... Let your sister-in-law give birth to our family's seeds......"

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Gritting his teeth, the man grinned as he looked at the boy who was frightened by the bloody scene that killed him just now.

He can see it openly, and he will lose his life and change the whole family for a life.

It's worth it!

At this point, the boy no longer stood in the way.

Indeed, in this world where life is as bad as a dog, human life is the least valuable thing.

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"What are you doing with a crying face, you can be happy.

If I die, help me take care of your sister-in-law.

If there is really a living head, you will be admitted to your room, and the mother-in-law of the province will not be able to keep the widow and steal men outside. If you take it, it's your own family, and you can't lose it.

I just have one request, take care of my baby, and it will not be in vain for me to fight for this life tonight.

Hehe, I remember that you used to eavesdrop on the corners, but now it's as you wish.

Son, give me a happy one, and leave me a hope before leaving. ”

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Carrying a knife, the man just made a few jokes, but found that there was no sound behind him.

He jerked his head back, and was met with a hoe hammered into his head.

The emaciated boy's face was full of tears.

He seemed to be struggling, but as the man fell to the ground in shock, he pounced like a beast, rode on the man's body, ignored the mud on his body, opened his mouth to bite his neck, and gulped down the blood gushing out of his neck.

The hoe was still nailed to the head, and the red and white liquid flowed out.

When the man was confused, he only saw that his body was getting more and more shriveled.

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As his gaze dimmed, the whole person of the young man riding on him became bloody, the human skin fell off, and there was no trace of flesh and blood inside.

A drop of water quickly condensed into a figure after absorbing a large amount of blood.

He stepped out of the boy's skin, gasping for air.

After devouring the flesh and blood of two people, he barely recovered his essence.

Bathed in the heavy rain, the flesh and blood revived by the demon who had just died under the thunder. He looked at the ancient tree that was burning with thunder and fire not far away, and his heart was very depressed.

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"Ritual Instruments...... Rafa ......

How could the people of the Demon Governor Division be involved in the Shen family, if it weren't for the fact that they left a drop of distraction this time, they would really have planted a heel in the gutter.

Tonight...... Things have changed......

You have to withdraw, you can't fight anymore......"

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Muttering to himself, recalling the feeling of being killed by the thunder, the water demon's body almost collapsed again.

At the moment of death, a drop of rain in his incarnation fell into the boy's body. forcibly took away his body and replenished the flesh and blood power to restore his body, so he survived.

Looking at the two bloody rotten skins around him, the demon who had recovered his human form showed a trace of disdain, and fled towards the mountains and forests in the rainy night without looking back, and when he left, he kicked away the debris underneath.

The bloodstained grain bag slept quietly in a pool of blood, wet by the rain, and slowly sank into the mud......