When people encounter danger, their first reaction should be to run away.

Although his legs may be weak at that moment, his mind is to quickly escape from the dangerous and uncertain place.

But Song Liuguang didn't.

Under the scorching sun, there are no shady spacious streets, restaurants, tea houses, rouge shops, all open, all kinds of pedestrians walking on the streets, and there is a faint lively music of worshipping the gods in the distance, this is actually the most reassuring place for a person.

However, Song Liuguang stopped running forward, she turned her head, and saw the person lying on the ground.

Face down, blood slowly spreads out of the ground under the head, forming a small blood-red lake, the person's face is tightly pressed to the ground, and it is conceivable that the whole face should be a blur of flesh and blood, turned into flesh and mud.

However, the noise did not stop, and even the second floor of the restaurant still resounded with the shouts of Xiao Er, and people walked past the corpse, without giving a single look to the person on the ground, as if it was a dead dog or a dead chicken.

Song Liuguang turned his head and saw Lin Can running desperately forward towards Li Yuanniang, as if some terrible flood beast was chasing him behind him.

Song Liuguang suddenly hit a spirit, she subconsciously raised her feet, uneasy, anxious, the air was filled with the smell of blood, all of which made her mind blank, she had to run quickly, something was wrong, something was really wrong.

"It's a normal person whose desire breaks through reason. ”

Desire breaks through reason, why are you still a normal person?

Isn't that a paradox?

"Jingle bell—" Song Liuguang turned his face.

I don't know who kicked the corpse, and from the man's sleeve rolled out the money bag, which had been dyed red with blood, and when it was kicked open, the mouth spread out, and the yellow copper coins and silver were scattered all over the ground.

The eyes of pedestrians were focused on this piece of silver.

A man close to the corpse bent down, shirtless and dirty, presumably a hard-working porter. He bent down to pick up the falling copper plates one by one, the corpse less than a foot away from him, but he didn't care.

At this time, there was another person who also bent down and began to pick up money, it was a middle-aged man in a cloth shirt, he picked up two copper plates, straightened up, walked directly to the corpse, and picked up the blood-soaked money bag.

The man who fell from the restaurant should have been very rich, wearing clothes of excellent color, and his money bag was bulging, and the middle-aged man made a loud noise when he picked it up.

The porter grabbed a handful of copper coins, lifted his face at the sound, and shifted his gaze to the blood-dripping money bag.

"Wow-" There was a loud bang.

Song Liuguang clearly saw that the middle-aged man flew out and smashed on a fried fritter stall outside the restaurant.

A pot of hot oil poured on the body of the middle-aged man and the person who was buying oil cakes, and the sound of fried oil was simply the most terrifying sound Song Liuguang had ever heard in her life, but she completely stayed where she was, watching everything that happened in the blink of an eye.

The porter didn't say anything, he walked over, stooped down and took the money bag from the half-dead middle-aged man's hand, with a smile of joy on his face, as if he had picked it up on the ground.

It turned out that the vendor of fried fritters was not injured, but his entire stall was in tatters, and there were two blood-red half-cooked people in the middle.

The porter turned around with his money bag and was about to leave, when he jumped out of the fritter stand when a bright knife slashed at his neck.

"What are you doing! Let's go—" Lin Can's angry shout suddenly came, waking up the nightmare.