Chapter 642: Digging Up a Corpse

Of all the foods I have eaten in the underworld, the meat of the is the most unpalatable.

Fishy, with a sour taste, the entrance is hard and rough, and it is simply tasteless.

But at the moment, you can't make a fire, and there is nothing else to eat, so let's just raw meat, as long as it fills your stomach.

I plucked the black feathers from the's body, then I picked a sharp stone, cut off the pieces of meat, and grabbed them and ate them.

The moment the raw bird meat was eaten, the sour smell between my mouths almost smoked my tears, I resisted the nausea, chewed a few times, and then swallowed hard.

With the experience of the first bite, I cut the pieces of meat into smaller pieces and swallowed them without chewing them.

In this way, I ate about a quarter of the bird meat in one sitting, like taking medicine, and finally I couldn't eat it.

It's not that I'm full, it's that the raw meat is so unpalatable that if I take another bite, I'll probably vomit out the meat I ate earlier.

I fed him a few more pieces of meat, and then made a soft and comfortable nest in my pocket with the feathers of the, and put it in.

Next, it's time for me to think about where to go next.

I think the reason why Ji Ming didn't kill me was that on the one hand, he was still somewhat afraid of my master and didn't want to bear the reputation of killing the king of Taishan Mansion.

He probably thinks that if he takes my food and stuns me here, I won't be able to live sooner or later.

His original intention was to use this wasteland to ask for my life, and when the time came, he could shirk his responsibility, anyway, there was no proof of death, and the postman's mansion was full of his henchmen, he could make up a story, saying that I insisted on making meritorious service, so I was unfortunately killed in this wasteland, and even the king of Yama couldn't blame him at that time.

However, he must have made a second-hand plan, that is, he was worried that I would survive, so he would bring his grandfather and Ershun back to the postman's mansion at the same time, he was afraid that I would survive and go back to him one day to settle accounts, so he caught my grandfather in his hands as a means of threatening me.

What can I do with a quick-witted and ruthless postman, who is stronger than any enemy I have ever encountered, and who is in charge of the Postman's House?

But at the moment, what I'm most worried about is to laugh at the ancestor, she once exposed Ji Ming's ambition in public, the two have already fallen out, Ji Ming dreamed of getting rid of her, after being arrested this time, I don't know what will happen to her, and whether her eighth senior brother can protect her.

Anyway, since he has robbed me of my treasure, I must take it back, so I must get out of the wasteland and return to the capital city.

But this wasteland is so big that I can't even tell which direction the capital city is, and even if I really want to leave here, at least I have to recuperate here for two days first.

After making up my mind, I took the rest of the bird meat and went back to the hut, where I lived alone for the time being.

My stay is four days, in order to save food, I try to eat less bird meat every day, most of the time is spent meditating, running true qi to recuperate the body, with a few days of peace of mind, my body is also recovering, but the speed of recovery is a little slow.

According to past experience, I can basically heal after three to five days of recuperation after being injured or extremely tired, but this time, I can feel that I am recovering, but the speed of recovery is too slow, and in the first three days, when I stood up too fast, or walked too quickly, I would feel dizzy and heartbeat at every turn.

It must be that the medicinal effect of the soul-sealing water used when Ji Ming stabbed me with a poisonous needle is still there, and I heard that the ancestor said that this potion was developed by the ancestor master, and of course the medicinal effect can be imagined how powerful it will be.

Moreover, after the fourth day, I had eaten all the meat that had been left of the, and I tore off the hard skin on the bones with my teeth and ate them all.

During these four days I would often stare at the sky, hoping that a second bird would reappear, and I had never seen a second bird fly in except for the that I had been killed, which had long since become my stomach.

I walked around the woods in the valley, and I didn't come across a single living thing, and some of the animals here had long since been killed by the wild ghosts who lived in the area.

On the fifth day, I was so hungry that I became a little impatient, and finally I was so hungry that I couldn't do anything but grab the bird's bones and bite them.

The's bones were so hard that I couldn't bite at all, and I almost broke a tooth, and I couldn't chew even if I took the next bite.

In the end, I smashed all the bird's bones with a stone, and sucked on the pitiful little marrow that was missing.

After sucking the bone marrow, not only did I not fill my stomach, but it completely aroused the craving worms in my stomach, and I felt that I had never been so hungry as I was now.

I was so anxious that I walked around the woods, rummaging through each hut, hoping to find a piece or two of meat that had not been destroyed by them, but there was none.

Finally, I involuntarily walked to the pit where the food had been filled, and I was stunned at the thought that our meat must be buried underneath, and then laughed.

I've known for a long time that nothing rots in the underworld, so it must be the same in the wasteland.

Although the rooster and the morning buried all the meat of the water monster we hunted here, as long as it does not rot and the dirt-stained part of the outside is removed, the rest will definitely be edible.

I don't know how deep they are buried, but if I dig it, I will dig it out sooner or later, and there is so much monster meat that I can eat for a long time, and I can take enough food with me on the road, and the meat of the monster is much more tender and delicious than the meat of the.

In order to get food, and to get out of the wasteland, I found a few bird leg bones and dug a large pit that had been filled in by the sun.

The soil of the pit is soft, and it is not difficult to dig, but there are no tools at hand, and digging by relying on bird bones must be a little slow.

As I dug deeper and deeper, I smelled a smell of blood in my nose, which didn't smell like water monster meat, a bit like human blood.

Soon after, the leg bone in my hand touched something soft and it didn't feel like water monster meat.

As I continued to dig, I saw a man buried in a pit with his head and feet down, and he saw that he was a man, and he was wearing the clothes of the Postman's House.

I panicked, dropped the bird bones, dug directly with both hands, constantly digging the soil under this person, and finally pinched this person's legs and pulled him out, only to see that he was grandpa's little apprentice, Ershun.