"Hurry the fuck!"

The sound of scolding and whipping rang out at the same time.

Deep in the mountains and old forests, a team of more than 100 people is struggling to move forward on the path. The rugged mountain road was not even fast for horses, and the sudden rain made the trail muddy.

"Mu Xiao, you kid start lightly. There are still more than ten miles to go, and the harvest will be missing before other places arrive! ”

A middle-aged man in front of him on horseback and straddled a scimitar, stepped on his boots and wore a felt coat, shouted to the back.

There were about thirty people in this team dressed similarly, and the remaining sixty or seventy were what he called the "harvest" - a group of unkempt slaves.

These people's hands were tied, strung on a long rope, and the already extremely thin clothes became tattered under the whipping of these people's teeth, stumbling was the most common thing along the way, and when it rained, these mountain people who had become slaves were covered in mud, blood, rain, and tears, which could no longer be described as embarrassing.

Xiong Huobao became one of these slaves, and he couldn't believe that it was real as he looked at the tall trees around him and felt the cold rain on his body.

What happened in the past two days was so unbelievable and shocking that his brain crashed for a while.

"Just catching a fish... I just caught a fish... Haven't caught ······ yet."

Two days ago, Xiong Huobao was still a high school graduate in Yongding District, Zhangjiajie, because the college entrance examination results were so unexpected that he almost suffered a brain bruise on the spot, and he came to Xianrenxi Resort to relax.

Unexpectedly, just fishing by the river, he was hit in the head by a stone that he didn't know where it came from, and the whole person fell directly into the fairy stream.

"You really have to wear a helmet when fishing!" It was his last thought before he lost consciousness.

By the time he regained consciousness, he was already in the mountains, and he didn't have time to digest the fact of "crossing" at that time, because the image he saw when he woke up hit his nerves again.

A colorful tiger that resists the wind and breathes fire is rampant in the Huangshi Village, and a person dressed like a lama is carried on the back of the tiger. The lama pinched strange handprints and muttered words he did not understand, and in a matter of moments one of the old men and the strongest men in the village were dead.

If it weren't for a sword immortal who stopped him, I'm afraid that none of the people in the village would have been spared.

Monsters?

Monk?

Sword Immortal!

So this is not an ordinary world!!

Unbelievable followed by fear, he almost died! Maybe "he" is dead, so here he comes.

On the first day of the aftermath of the catastrophe, Xiong Huobao learned his identity through the memories received by his body.

The twelve-year-old Ah Xiong, nicknamed the bear cub, the child king in Huangshi Village, has not yet become a big name, and has just become an orphan.

Among those killed by the "lama" was the bear cub's father, the captain of the hunting party, and the strongest man in the stockade; And the old man standing in front of everyone is his own grandfather, he is the "Tima" of the entire Huangshi Village, divination, sacrifice, healing, and alchemy all depend on him, and he is the guardian saint of the village.

Grandpa is not an ordinary person, he can communicate with ghosts and gods, can talk to birds and beasts, and can use spells and blood to make the people of the hunting team stronger, the kind of strong that can fight tigers and leopards, but he was still killed, and in an instant, including the entire hunting team in Huangshi Village.

Grandpa glanced at him before he died, and seemed to have something to say to him, but unfortunately it was too late.

In this Wuling Mountains, the village that lost "Tima" could not last long, let alone lose the entire hunting team, and there were not even a few adult males left in Huangshi Village.

Sure enough, just one day later, they were attacked by another stockade.

Threatening men and useless old men were killed; The food, the women, and all the useful things of the stockade were taken away; Children and men who were not threatened were sold into slavery.

Because everything was too sudden, Xiong Huobao didn't have time to feel sad, things came too quickly, like a dream, and he wished it was really a dream.

But the pain in his body told him it was all real!

"Brother, I can't walk!"

The voice was so immature that it trembled a little.

Turning around, a little girl of seven or eight years old was shivering in the rain, her delicate little face was already a little blue, and tears were rolling in her eyes, but she stubbornly did not cry.

Xiong Huobao came back to his senses, this is his sister, and he has a sister, the last relative.

"Ah Luan, Ah Brother will carry you away."

Xiong Huobao turned around and wanted to pick her up, but he forgot that he was only a thirteen-year-old child now, and his feet slipped, not only did he not pick her up, but the brother and sister fell into the mud.

A clansman behind him mixed with them, Ah Luan didn't cry, but Xiong Huobao cried uncontrollably.

He had always wanted a sister before, and he had fantasized about being a competent or even excellent brother and giving his sister the best protection, but now he really had a sister, but he couldn't do anything, she was still so young, but she had to face this cruel fate.

What to do? God played a big joke on him, and Xiong Huobao was at a loss.

"What are you rubbing!"

The man named Mu Qi rode a horse and roared.

"If Lao Tzu can't get to the stone hill before dark, and can't drink hot wine, Lao Tzu will skin you!"

Mu Xiao raised the whip and put it down, his companion was right, these are the capital of trading, and several of them have died accidentally before, so they can't lose any more.

"Hurry up the for Lao Tzu!"

Spending the night in this high mountain and dense forest in autumn is equivalent to looking for death, not to mention the beasts and poisonous insects, the low temperature at night alone is enough to kill these unclothed slaves.

It's all the damn weather, if you can't get out before dusk today, you're going to lose a fucking lot of money.

The leader in front of him sped up, and the people, including Mu Qi, kept urging along the road.

Xiong Huobao took his sister Ah Luan's hand and tried to keep up with the speed of the team, if he walked too slowly, he would be dragged down by the rope tied to his hand, and it would be even worse to be dragged to the ground when the time came.

Fortunately, when it was completely dark, the team reached Shigang, a small village by the river.

The original people in this village are long gone, maybe they have run away, maybe they are dead. Now what remains here are either wandering mountain bandits, or people with many people and wide roads, and a few daring rangers who are masters of art, and everyone does not interfere with the river water on the surface, and maintains rules without rules.

This group of people had already contacted the inn and chartered a whole store.

Sixty or seventy people and twenty or so horses were huddled together in the stinking stable, but these people did not dare to ask for too much. Those who dared to resist and flee were all cleaned up in front of them, and the seriously injured among them did not even make it to the inn, and now it was probably a dinner for the beasts.

The two short bodies were huddled in the corner of the stable, and Xiong Huobao held his sister in the farthest position from the horse. Even if you are far away, you can still smell the pungent smell, you can imagine how bad the place closest to the horse is, but the closer you are to the horse, the more sought-after it is, and the more people are willing to be there, just because the horse exudes heat, and being close to them can be a little warmer.

The breath exhaled by the horses and everyone had turned into white mist, and cold dew had condensed on the low walls of the rocks in the stable.

"Luan, is it cold?"

The little girl in her arms shook her head, and pointed her little finger at Xiong Huobao's chest, "It's not cold, it's warm in my brother's arms, it's hot here." ”

Strange to say, Xiong Huobao used to be very afraid of the cold, and his hands and feet were always cold in winter. However, after changing his body at this time, he only felt a little chill in the night of this deep mountain and old forest.

Xiong Huobao touched his chest, Ah Luan didn't say that he didn't notice it, it was indeed the hottest here, exuding bursts of warmth flowing through his body. Xiong Huobao thought to himself, although this body is a bit fleshy, but the physique is indeed good!

The sound of laughter and scolding from the inn reached the stable, and the hungry slaves stared at the lights shining through the windows.

As the night wore on, the noise in the inn gradually became quieter, and the people in the stables yawned, and a few were already snoring.

"Squeak."

The door to the inn opened.

Everyone in the stable cheered up and craned their necks.

The person who came was a guy from the inn, carrying two large buckets, looking at the people in the stable with some pity in his eyes, but it was only for a moment, in this Wuling Mountain Stone Gang, such things happened too much.

The man poured the food on the ground, carried two empty buckets, and walked away without saying a word.

A bunch of baked potatoes, a bunch of leftover meals.

When the guy turned around, everyone threw themselves on the two piles of food on the ground with their hands and feet, and Xiong Huobao had already prepared to grab a better position. As soon as the gang came out with the bucket, he could see that most of the food was not enough.

Even with some mental preparation, Xiong Huobao didn't have the courage to reach for the pile of swill-like "food", and hurriedly grabbed a handful of baked potatoes with both hands and immediately retracted it to his sister's side.

Five potatoes of different sizes, one of them is still rotten, it is cold and hard in the mouth, and Xiong Huobao, whose living conditions are not bad, dare not waste it at all. He was really hungry, and he couldn't tell when the next meal would be.

The stables were bustling, and these people from different small tribes fought over the stuttering of you, and they fought without saying a word, and accidentally kicked the dinner on the ground, which made it even worse for those who had not yet grabbed the food behind.

In the end, if you are really hungry, you can't take care of it, so you pick up the leftovers that have been trampled on and stuff them into your mouth. There are also vicious ones, who snatch them directly from others.

"Ah Luan, eat quickly, stuff your mouth first!"

Xiong Huobao secretly stuffed the largest potato into the crotch of his pants, and as soon as he and Ah Luan finished eating one, they saw a strong man looking at them.

Xiong Huobao broke a potato for the first time, swallowed half of it by himself, and hurriedly stuffed the other half into Ah Luan's mouth.

Without waiting for the strong man to make a move, Xiong Huobao took the initiative to take out the rotten potato.

"That's all we have to offer."

The strong man looked at Ah Luan, whose cheeks were bulging, and hesitated for a while before angrily taking away the rotten potatoes in Xiong Huobao's hand.

If it had been a few days ago, Xiong Huobao would not have been able to fall asleep in this stinking and cold environment, but this night he hugged his only sister and soon fell asleep, after all, he was too tired both physically and mentally.

He dreamed that he was still in Zhangjiajie Xianrenxi Resort, with his parents together, and there was a little sister by his side, a family of four fishing, a barbecue, playing in the water, camping, and climbing······

He also dreamed that he had become a chubby teenager in the forest, digging birds' eggs in the trees, going into the water to touch the fish, his grandfather taught him to meditate, and his father taught him to practice boxing to strengthen his body······