"Old man, oh no, old man, don't, don't get involved, don't be impulsive, we are just joking with you, joking..." The young man with the gun pressed to his head immediately changed his words and waved his hands repeatedly.
In the dark ages, killing people was much easier than killing those bugs.
"Yes, yes, the old man's meat is so delicious. If you want to cook it, you have to cook the child first. It's absolutely a joke. There's nothing wrong with it." The man who had been shouting for a pot with a fierce look just now changed his color when he saw Chu Yunsheng's gun turned towards him. He smiled and said, fearing that a bullet would pop out of the black hole of the gun and kill him.
Even the title was given to Chu Yunsheng and he was upgraded to "old man"!
A pistol that has not yet been fired can force people to this point. If Chu Yunsheng had just announced that he was still a Skywalker, the group would have been so frightened that they would have knelt down.
This is an era when people are racing for their lives.
"I tied up that little girl. After raising her for so many days, it's time to put her in the pot. Old man, please sit down and wait for the broth to be served!" The fierce-looking woman realized that something was wrong. Naturally, she followed the trend, but she glanced at Chu Yunsheng's pistol greedily, not knowing what she was planning in her heart.
When the hungry refugees heard what she said, they were suddenly shocked. They scrambled to set up a big pot, put the ice and snow into the pot, lit a fire with the dead branches they picked up, and started boiling. .
A little girl in her teens was pulled out. She looked at the iron pot that was melting ice and snow in horror. She was so distraught that she kicked her tiny legs desperately and refused to get closer.
"Sister, sister..." A little boy of six or seven years old pulled a corner of the little girl. He was frightened by the adults and started crying. He only called his sister.
"Hurry up, take off your clothes first, wash them with snow and remove the smell!" The fierce-looking woman picked up the little boy and threw it aside, saying ferociously.
At this time, a lame and skinny man with tattered clothes and a broken arm appeared. He hurriedly took the little boy, knelt on the ground and climbed up to the fierce-looking woman. He kowtowed and begged: "Please, be kind. Please, let my daughter go, and I will make cows and horses for you." Be a cow or a horse..."
"Get out of here!" The bearded man kicked him away and said viciously: "I saved you at the beginning. You chose it yourself, but now you regret it? It would have been better to have your daughter instead and throw your son into the pot. Just keep it! I’m happy with it. The younger you are, the tenderer the meat will be..."
The lame man suddenly turned pale, hugged his son tightly, as if he was afraid that the bearded man would snatch him away, and murmured something incomprehensible.
"What the hell!" The bearded man spat and shouted at the dazed refugees: "Why are you still standing there, stripping off your clothes!"
Hiss...hiss...
The little girl herself didn't have much clothes on her body. Pulled by the refugees like wolves and tigers, a large piece was immediately torn apart!
"Dad! Save me..." The little girl shouted heartbreakingly towards her father.
The lame man with dementia trembled suddenly, and a heartbreaking pain twisted his face. He wanted to save his daughter, but he was afraid that his son would be boiled. The fierce psychological collision was like a flood breaking a bank!
But in the end, he lowered his head and clenched his fists. The nails dug into the flesh, and bright red blood dripped down the gaps between the fingers.
"Daughter, Dad is sorry for you, Dad is sorry for you. If you survive, you won't be able to survive your brother..." The lame man slammed his head on the ground and cried out in pain.
"Dad..." The little girl looked desperate. This sad and mournful voice trembled her soul, and even one of the refugees who participated in the attack felt a little unbearable.
The lame man never dared to look at his daughter, just like an ostrich in danger. Bury your head in the snow.
The little girl was so heartbroken that she gave up her resistance and allowed the refugees to strip her of her clothes. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the sky, and her mouth seemed to be trembling with the two syllables of mother.
Finally, when the refugees tried to tear open her insides, the little girl said coldly: "I won't resist, I'll cook it for you, but my mother said, girls can't take off their pants casually!"
"Okay, let her do whatever she wants. Wash her up quickly. I'm so hungry that I can't hold on any longer!" The ferocious-looking woman shouted impatiently.
Boom!
There was a gunshot, and the woman looked at the bloody hole in her chest in disbelief, gurgling in her throat, and collapsed.
Chu Yunsheng didn't want to care about this matter at all, and was already ready to turn around and leave. This kind of thing, not to mention here, is also common in Jinling City where the social system still exists.
So what if I save her life this time? What about next time? What about next time? Just like the girl named Mengmeng whom he desperately saved before entering the city, he still doesn't know whether she is alive or dead.
And after saving her, these refugees will find others to put into the pot, and someone will always die.
This is the way the world is, unless the sun returns to the world.
But he couldn't hold it back in the end. Maybe there was something called "conscience" in his body that was causing trouble, or maybe it was something else. Anyway, he shot.
The sound of his gunshot immediately shocked all the refugees. Suddenly, the bearded man's expression changed. He pulled out a machete from behind and said in a deep voice: "Old man, there are at least thirty of us, and you only need a pistol." , no more than ten bullets at most, don’t push us too hard, otherwise you’ll be dead too!”
As soon as the bearded man finished speaking, there was a whoosh, and a light blue arrow penetrated his chest and stuck tremblingly on the ground!
Immediately afterwards, a group of white knights galloped up from the hillside, and the sound of horse hooves shook the ground.
"The white horse girl from Chuixue City!" one of the refugees exclaimed, but to Chu Yunsheng's surprise, they did not run for their lives, but knelt on the ground one after another.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Arrows struck through the air one after another, and lives were harvested and taken away one after another.
The refugees seemed to accept their fate and did not dare to resist at all. They looked at the fallen companions around them in fear, while silently praying that they would not be next.
After killing nearly ten people, they stopped firing arrows and came slowly on horseback through the snow.
The dead were all men, and even the little girl’s father was shot and killed by an arrow.
The masked woman leading the White Horse Rider dismounted calmly, shook off her snow-white cloak, covered the almost naked little girl, wiped her young face gently, and said like ice: "You have to remember, this In this world, men are more unreliable than bugs! Come with me..."
After saying that, she held the girl's hand and couldn't help but say something. The little girl was picked up on the white horse and galloped forward.
"Sister, sister..." The little boy's hands were covered with his father's blood, and he was at a loss what to do. Stumbling and stumbling, he followed the direction the cavalry left, crying.
The mountain wind blowing from the canyon raised snowflakes all over the sky, covering the dead bodies and the boiling cauldron. and those who are alive.
…
"Why are you following me?" Chu Yunsheng's package was gone, he picked up another branch as a crutch, and turned back to the little boy.
"Grandpa, can you take me to find my sister?" The little boy followed Chu Yunsheng one step at a time, biting his lip and said,
"No, I don't know where your sister is." Chu Yunsheng shook his head and refused.
"I'm very well-behaved and can do many things. I can help you, grandpa, beat your back and legs. It's okay..." the little boy said eagerly.
"There are so many people, why do you have to look for me?" Chu Yunsheng waved.
"But, grandpa, you saved my sister. You are a good person. They want to eat me, so they are a bad person!" the little boy said with flashing red eyes.
"I didn't save your sister, it was the people from Chuixue City who saved your sister. Just go find them." Chu Yunsheng and a six or seven-year-old child couldn't make any sense. One life is completely two concepts.
"Then can you take me to play? What city are you playing?" the little boy asked hopefully.
…
We are already approaching Fubuki Castle. Chui Xuecheng's search teams often passed by. Chu Yunsheng now looked like an old man. If he was walking as fast as flying, he would be suspicious. He had to "slowly walk" and not walk fast, but the little boy behind him was able to follow him without leaving a step.
One "old" and one young, one in tandem, the "old" can't walk fast, and the young can follow closely. For the first time, Chu Yunsheng noticed that a child walked "seriously" and was not slow at all!
When Chu Yunsheng stopped, the little boy came over to help him, or hit his back and legs, making him dumbfounded, as if he was really an old man.
As soon as he walked a little faster, the little boy immediately became nervous, fearing that he would lose him.
The two of them were silent all the way until they arrived at the edge of Fuxue City.
Chuixue City does not have a tall city wall like in ancient times, but a large number of steel wire meshes from unknown locations to enclose the boundary. Thirty meters behind, there is a low wall built full of ice and snow.
The situation in the city was blocked by a low wall, so Chu Yunsheng had no idea. Naturally, he could see everything outside, and there were homeless refugees everywhere.
Chu Yunsheng once heard Xu Qingshu, the leader of Chuixue City, say that they implemented a hierarchical system, but they would not raise useless idlers, which probably meant the old, weak, sick and disabled people outside.
When these people saw Chu Yunsheng, an old man followed by a child, the strange light in their eyes was no less than that of the group of people who had been beaten to death just now.
Looking at the location map of the shadow in the mirror, Chu Yunsheng had to find another candidate among the group of people before rescuing the imprisoned female candidate and give him some food to prevent him from starving to death.
Chu Yunsheng felt like he was almost becoming a nanny!
Fortunately, in order to save physical energy, these refugees did not move much position from the time Chu Yunsheng left the God Realm to now. Chu Yunsheng quickly found this real old man in the shack built with adobe bricks.
"Brother, who are you looking for?" the old candidate said weakly, dragging his voice.
Chu Yunsheng was called "old brother" by a real old man, which showed how old he looked. Damn it, you didn't know how much life essence you had consumed.
"Someone asked me to bring you something." Chu Yunsheng looked around and threw the insect meat wrapped in rags into the shed and said.
"Is it the third child? It's really hard on him. I'm old enough to die, and living is a waste of the children's food... Thank you, brother!" the old man sighed.
Chu Yunsheng had no time to listen to his ramblings. After giving him the food, he turned around and left, only to see the little boy standing not far behind him, looking at him blankly.
"Grandpa, Dad is right, you are a good man." The little boy said with red eyes when he mentioned his father.
"What do you know, don't talk too much!" Chu Yunsheng told the old candidate, hoping that he would survive until the program determined the Tiangui person, so that he could leave here. He was not a good person.
Suddenly Chu Yunsheng said with certainty: "I know, it was your father who asked you to follow me, right?"
With the wisdom of a six or seven-year-old boy, under the double blow of the sudden death of his father and the loss of his sister, it is impossible for him to think that following him is the safest. The only reason is that his father, who was shot by an arrow, was there. The last words left to the little boy before his death.
A father who had to choose between his daughter and his son to survive, but ended up abandoning his daughter. A father who became lame and broke his arm for the sake of his children. A cowardly father who dared not and was unable to resist. A father who died and was still racking his brains. Is a father who seeks a way out for his son a great or ruthless father? (To be continued, if you want to know what happened after the funeral, please log in to -.qidian.-, there are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
