"Boom Boom"

Thunderous and deafening.

On a thunderstormy night, electric snakes were in the sky, torrential rain was pouring down, and an unlucky young man was struck by lightning in the street and disappeared from the sky.

......

"Hiss, it's going to explode!"

Zhu Ganglie's head hurt, like a stroke, like thousands of silver needles pricking, and the pain was like a tide, surging in waves, endlessly.

When he opened his eyes, a wisp of palpitations flashed in the depths of Zhu Ganglie's dark eyes.

That night, the curse suddenly came, thunder and lightning added to his body, and the feeling of shattering his bones made Zhu Ganglie still remember it vividly.

"Am I not dead?"

Zhu Ganglie, who came to his senses, tilted his head slightly, and looked around with a puzzled expression.

It was a dilapidated wooden house, and the wood used to build it had blackened and decayed, and a thick layer of dust had fallen on it, and green mold had grown on it, and it was all dirty and messy.

The simple wooden house was ventilated on all sides, and a fishy smell penetrated into Zhu Ganglie's lungs along the fresh breeze that poured in, making Zhu Ganglie's nasal cavity itch unbearably, and he couldn't help but sneeze.

Under Zhu Ganglie's body, there was a bunch of withered yellow weeds, and the burrs on the weeds made Zhu Ganglie uncomfortable.

Zhu Ganglie struggled to stand up and get out of the grass, but found that his whole body, except for his head, could not move.

Looking down, Zhu Ganglie found that his hands and feet were bound by several straw ropes, and he was strangled to death, and even the surface of his skin had begun to be congested.

What shocked Zhu Ganglie was not his bloodshot hands and feet, but the loss of his hands and feet, replaced by four chubby pig's trotters covered with black hair.

"This ...... This can't be, it must be me dreaming, I haven't woken up yet, how can I become a pig, even if I was struck by lightning before I was born, and I was reincarnated as a wild boar after death, is there any reason for this?"

Zhu Ganglie was shocked, his pig's face turned pale for a while, and his whole body trembled, unable to accept that he was a living person, but now he had become a wild boar.

After being paralyzed on the pig's nest for a long time, Zhu Ganglie gradually adapted to the fact that he was reincarnated as a wild boar.

"Could it be that I have been reincarnated so soon, I have been reincarnated as a beast, and I have been reincarnated as a wild boar in this life, this is not right, how can my IQ still be online. ”

After thinking about it, Zhu Ganglie couldn't figure out the reason, maybe the Meng Po soup he drank was mixed with water, which is the only explanation that can be found at present.

After comforting himself for a while, Zhu Ganglie began to find a way to break free from the straw rope, Zhu Ganglie didn't want to be fattened by the owner of the pigsty and kill to eat meat.

However, the straw rope was tied too tightly, and no matter how Zhu Ganglie struggled, it was always to no avail.

At this moment, a noisy voice came into Zhu Ganglie's ears, and then two figures appeared outside the pigsty where Zhu Ganglie was.

"Squeak!" With a bang, the wooden door was pushed open, and two figures came to Zhu Ganglie with a sinister aura.

Looking at his dress, it is the owner of the pigsty here, two authentic villagers.

One of them, a slightly burly strong man, kicked Zhu Ganglie in the belly.

"Whew"

Zhu Ganglie wailed, his body spasmed because of the pain, and his limbs twitched, looking extremely painful.

"Heh, it's not dead, I'm still worried that this wild boar will starve to death, it seems that I'm worried in vain. ”

After the burly man muttered a sentence in his mouth, he reached out and grabbed Zhu Ganglie's limbs, raised his arm, put Zhu Ganglie on his shoulder, and then strode towards the outside of the pigsty.

Resisted by the burly man on his shoulder, although Zhu Ganglie didn't know where these two people were going to take him, he instinctively felt that these two people had bad intentions, and began to struggle desperately, howling and kicking on the burly man's shoulder.

Zhu Ganglie's dishonesty immediately aroused the disgust of another man, and he saw that the man who followed behind the burly man frowned, and said in an unkind tone:

"Brute, be honest!"

After scolding, the man raised his fist and punched Zhu Ganglie in the head.

was punched by the man, Zhu Ganglie suddenly felt that his eyes were full of stars, and a feeling of dizziness struck, and the acquaintance immediately stopped struggling, like a dead dog, slumped on the shoulders of the burly man.

"Second brother, start lightly, it's hard to catch it, don't kill it, if you die, it won't work. ”

The burly man felt that Zhu Ganglie, who was resisting on his shoulder, was not struggling, and was worried that his second brother would shoot too hard, so he punched Zhu Ganglie to death, and hurriedly reminded him.

"Brother, don't worry, this beast is fine, I have a measured approach, you see that this is much more honest. ”

The man explained with a smile.

Paralyzed on the shoulders of the burly man, Zhu Ganglie is not struggling blindly, if he continues to resist, he will inevitably suffer from the flesh and skin, and he will not be able to draw it.

Zhu Ganglie raised his head slightly, his eyes rolled slightly, and he secretly looked at the surrounding environment.

It is a simple village, with about twenty or thirty families living in it, and the whole village is located on a flat land in the mountains, surrounded by forests on three sides and a river on one side.

And the direction in which the burly man walked was the big river next to the village.

On a high ground on the riverbank, there stood a group of villagers, about sixty or seventy people, men, women and children, all of whom knelt down solemnly on the riverbank and chanted words in their mouths.

In front of the crowd, a long table was laid horizontally, with a simple pastry on the right, a number of fruit bowls on the left, and an empty place in the middle, as if intended to place some finale, such as meat.

It is clear that the villagers of this small village are engaged in some kind of mysterious ritual of sacrifice, and the long table is the altar, on which are the tributes.

When the burly man carried Zhu Ganglie through the solemn crowd, Zhu Ganglie suddenly understood what this group of people was doing, they were sacrificing, and he was the main meat tribute on the altar.

Thinking about this, Zhu Ganglie was a little panicked, originally thought that he was a wild boar in captivity, at least he could live for some time, with Zhu Ganglie's IQ, it was not too easy to escape from that simple pigsty, but at present, the situation is not optimistic, and there is only one way to die if he becomes a sacrifice.

The burly man put the sturdyly tied Zhu Ganglie on the altar in full view of everyone, and then pulled out a snowy short knife from his waist and stared at Zhu Ganglie on the altar with fierce eyes.

originally thought that Zhu Ganglie would struggle desperately, and was about to cut Zhu Ganglie's throat with a knife, but Zhu Ganglie lay motionless on the altar, like a dead pig, quiet and impeccable.

Seeing that Zhu Ganglie was so honest, the burly man felt that there was no need to kill Zhu Ganglie, so he did it too much.

After observing for a moment, the burly strong man inserted the short knife back into his waist, and then respectfully retreated to the crowd, kneeling on the ground with a solemn face, muttering some words that Zhu Ganglie did not understand.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Ganglie's act of pretending to be dead saved his life, and while congratulating himself for escaping, he was secretly looking for a chance to escape.