Just as I was about to die so aggrieved for a long time, my great savior, that strange-looking bad old man, came back with a few green grasses of unknown nature. When I saw the hideous face of the bad old man through the dim firelight, I had an illusion in my mind, how could this old man's face be so lovely and so touching.

"Help, help, old man, help me. ”

The bad old man saw that I was covered in fire, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he didn't have any other expression. He walked up to me at a speed that I thought was a snail crawling, then stood a step or so away from me and didn't move!

He didn't move! Don't you know that human life is at stake?

I looked at him pitifully, my eyes full of pleading. The bad old man touched his nose, then raised his leg, put it down after thinking about it, and then looked at me again and asked, "You want me to help you?"

With tears in my eyes and black smoke in my throat, I couldn't speak, so I could only nod my head quickly with a chicken pecking rice.

He hesitated, as if he was not at ease, and asked, "Do you really want me to help you?"

God, let me go, if I delay like this for a while, my ass will be cooked. I coughed and nodded helplessly at him.

"Oh well. The bad old man sighed, found a place to put the grass in his hand, and rolled up his trouser legs. I looked at him incomprehensibly, wasn't he supposed to find water to put out the fire, what was he doing here. I had a sense of foreboding, and my heart was going up and down.

"Ah, hey, you ....... you tap. ”

The old guy was so expressionless that he kicked me mechanically, like a warm greeting to an old friend I hadn't seen in years.

I don't know how many feet he stepped on to bring the fire under control. Gradually, the pain in my body consumed all my strength, and I couldn't scream anymore. But...... Why, it hurts so much, my pain nerves don't turn on the self-protection mechanism, so I faint?

Finally, there was no fire, not even a spark, but I was naked, covered in pitch black, with several pieces of rotten roasted meat on my shoulders, chest, and thighs.

I was saddened, but what made me even more uncomfortable was that the rope that trapped me was not damaged in the slightest, and it still tied me so tightly. Old guy, your family sells ropes, and the quality of workmanship should not be so high, and it has reached the level of international certification ISO9001 certification system.

"What, old man, can you help me untie it?" I looked at the bad old man worriedly, I am now looking like a ** tied bear, and then facing a lewd old man, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a scene of a living male SM.

The bad old man said sarcastically: "Boy, even if I burn you to ashes, this rope will not be broken." ”

With that, he walked up to me and helped me untie the damn rope from behind the pillar. Finally free, I didn't care about the pain all over my body and wanted to stand up, but I couldn't use any strength at all, so I still kept my tied posture and leaned against the pillar, not knowing what to do.

"I said, old man, what are you trying to do by tying me up?" I want to try to talk to this bad old man, so that I can also let me know what has offended him.

The old man ignored me, but reached out and grabbed my left hand and held my pulse, which turned out to be the old man's pulse. The bad old man just took my pulse and took his hand back. Then he picked up the grass on the ground that was as green as it was dyed.

"Take your medicine!"

Oh no, he knocked my mouth open again and shoved the green grass straight into my mouth. Well, anyway, I already have a little reptile in my stomach, and I don't care about feeding it some more forage, but the worm eats meat very happily, but I don't know if it eats this grass or not.

The little reptile didn't seem to move, and the crisp grass was swallowed directly by me, and then I only felt a piercing pain in my stomach, like the whole internal organs were burned on a blazing fire, and the pain made me finally have the strength to roll on the ground over and over again.

"Old man, what the hell are you giving me food!"

"Oh, Hearteater. "The bad old man turned his back to me, and began to perform the trick of peeling rabbit meat with his bare hands. I really don't understand, it's been less than two hours, and it's time for dinner again?

Beads of sweat covered my forehead, and I bit my lips in pain. I wanted to scold the bad old man to vent it, but before I could open my mouth, I was covered by the old guy with a rabbit fur that smelled of blood.

The old man covered my mouth with a palm-sized piece of rabbit skin, and then somehow found a few thin threads around the back of my head and tied the rabbit skin firmly around my face. At first glance, it looks like a simple mask, but why don't you use clothes and fabrics, why do you use such disgusting things?

"Woo... Woohoo......"

I tried to speak, but I couldn't, and at that moment, the little reptile in my stomach crawled through my esophagus and into my cavity, and I felt that the little creature wanted to escape from my body, and kept trying to bite the rabbit skin on the side of my mouth, but it was useless. I don't understand, this little reptile can't gnaw half of the rabbit meat to the ground and there is no scum left, but Weishenme can't even bite the rabbit skin now.

Before I could think about it, another chill came out of my stomach, and this cold air rushed to my mouth, as if it was coming towards the little reptile. Gradually, the cold became more and more intense, and the bite of the little reptile became less and less, and I could feel that the insect in my mouth seemed to be weakened by the cold, and finally stopped moving.

The bad old man seemed to see the change in my mouth, and the little reptile didn't move anymore, so he took off the "mask" from my mouth. As soon as the "mask" was removed, I instinctively exhaled, and when I vomited, I saw a small bug with the length of a white little finger flying out with my saliva.

The little worm's body was already stiff, and from time to time it was cold, and it looked like it had frozen to death. I can't imagine that it's such a big little bug, it can eat half a rabbit, is this still a martial arts novel, how do I feel it's fantasy.

The bad old man did not look at the worm, but concentrated on finding a stick, forking up the whole skinned rabbit and roasting it over the fire. Looking at the old guy's skillful movements and attentive expression, I couldn't help but look forward to what this rabbit would taste like.

The bad old man roasted the rabbit, and this time instead of cutting it into slices with a dagger, he broke the rabbit meat in half. After breaking it, he carefully wrapped half of it in a clean handkerchief, and then handed the other half to me: "Eat." ”

I looked at the smelling rabbit meat and was stunned, I couldn't figure out what the old man had tied me up for. He put little worms in my belly, and sent raw rabbit meat and burnt rabbit meat back and forth from my mouth, then the strange liquid and strange grass, and now half of the carefully roasted cooked meat. I found that my brain was not enough, and I couldn't think of any necessary connection between these things.

After eating the heart-eating grass, my stomach has been very painful, but after spitting out the little worm, it is easy and painless, but my stomach is very hungry, and it is abnormal hunger, like the kind of hunger that has not eaten for more than ten days.

I unceremoniously ended up rabbit meat and devoured it. I don't know how to describe what the meat in my mouth tastes like, it's a human delicacy anyway, but that's it.

Soon I was able to wipe out half of the rabbits. After eating the rabbit, the shocking scars on my body began to hurt again. Looking at those pieces of rotten meat, I swore that I would never play with fire again in my life.

When the old man saw that I had finished eating, he drew from his waist the dagger he had used to cut meat. He carefully placed the dagger on the fire and heated it up, then took it and looked at me.

I looked at him with trepidation, my teeth chattering, and said, "You...... You're not trying to kill ...... Kill me. ”

God testifies, I really don't want to die for the rest of my life. But his eyes were fixed on my stomach, and his expression was holding a glittering blade in his hand, as if what was waiting for me in the next second was the result of disembowelment.

I wanted to run, but I couldn't, the injury was so bad that I couldn't stand up. I could only watch him swing his knife at me.

Ah, it hurts!