Chang Shichu had been pressed among the dead for more than a day. She had not died, but she was almost there. First she was shot once, and then she was stabbed again, and almost all the blood on her body was drained.
If she had not come, the original owner would have died in this battle. This was not a battle, because almost no troops came to resist. There were only some teams organized by the people to resist, but they were quickly defeated by the enemy. All the soldiers were killed. After they were gone, the enemy army immediately massacred all the people in the city...
Now that a day and a night has passed since the massacre, there are almost no people alive in the city. The enemy soldiers killed and robbed them all and then left, leaving only the corpses of the dead people in the city uncollected.
Chang Shichu gritted her teeth and struggled to push away a corpse that was pressing on her body, and finally saw the light of day. However, she was seriously injured now. She had not eaten or drank for another day and night, and her body was very weak. The slightest movement made her eyes darken and she became extremely dizzy.
She noticed that there was no one alive around her, so she took out a bottle of glucose from the companion space, raised her head and drank it. After drinking, her body gained some strength, she took out anti-inflammatory medicine and hemostatic medicine and swallowed them in one gulp. Went down.
After finally regaining some strength, she began to check her body and found that a bullet was still stuck under the left collarbone. The wound had turned black and inflamed, making it look very hideous.
She closed her eyes, found painkillers from the space and swallowed them, then picked up the knife and began to dig out the bullets in the wound.
When it was dug out, her forehead was covered with sweat and her face was bloodless.
After the bullet was dug out, she applied medicine and bandaged the wound. As for the stab wound, it didn't hit the vital point. Chang Changchu took the needle with trembling hands and sewed it up.
After taking care of her injuries, Chang Shichu decided to leave here. There were too many corpses here and it started to stink. Flies, ants and insects were everywhere, and her nose was filled with the smell of rotting corpses. If she stayed here any longer, , maybe he will die too.
War is very cruel, and even a person with a strong mind like her will still feel a sense of grief and resentment that she cannot vent when she sees human corpses, blackened bloodstains and broken limbs everywhere she sees.
She slowly moved out of the sea of blood from the mountain of corpses, covered in blood and stains. If anyone saw her current appearance, they would definitely be scared to death, but there are no living people now, so Chang Shichu doesn't need to worry about this problem.
Half an hour later, she returned to her original home.
The door of this home had been broken open long ago, and the furniture, furnishings, and windows were all smashed. The house was in a mess. It had obviously been visited by enemy troops, and all valuables were gone.
Chang Shichu had been mentally prepared for this a long time ago. She just wanted to find a place that could protect her from wind and rain. She had other daily necessities in her space, so she didn't need to look for them anymore.
The original owner was the third daughter of Chang Gui, a wealthy businessman in Qing'an City, but she was not favored. Her biological mother was Chang Gui's fourth aunt, who had passed away long ago. Chang Gui was not a man with long-lasting love. If his fourth aunt died, he would die. Anyway, he still has a first wife, an eldest wife, five young and beautiful concubines, a smart and capable eldest son, a sensible and filial younger son, a sweet-talking and lively eldest daughter, a gentle and quiet second daughter, and a clever and eccentric fourth daughter. daughter……
The third daughter of the original owner was a transparent person in the Chang family. The more respectable servants in the family were all better off than her. This time Qing'an City was massacred, Chang Gui was well-informed and knew about it before the enemy troops came. , they joined forces with other powerful families in Qing'an City and fled with their families.
He took the family's valuable property with him, as well as his eldest wife and several aunts. Naturally, the other children would not be left behind. It was just that the original owner was so transparent that no one told her about the escape. In order to keep it secret, the Chang family members were very low-key and quiet when they escaped, and they escaped quietly in the middle of the night. No one remembered to call the original owner when they escaped, so the original owner was left behind.
When she woke up after dawn, she found that her home was empty. She hurriedly ran out of the house to find someone. The enemy army came just at this time, so unfortunately she died under the knife like other people in Qing'an City.
The eldest sister of the original owner, Chang Shuzhen, is the heroine of this world. The original owner only appeared in her memories. She said, "The third sister unfortunately died in Qing'an City."
"Died in that massacre" was the summary. It didn't mention at all why the whole Chang family was fine, but she was the only one who died in that massacre.
Chang Shichu shook his head and stopped thinking about the Chang family. The original owner was dead, so her life now had nothing to do with the Chang family.
She tidied up the place where the original owner lived, took out the bedding and lay down. She needed a good rest to maintain her health.
She didn't know how long she slept, but Chang Shichu woke up when her stomach growled with hunger. She took out a box of self-heating hot pot, went to the well to get some water, and ate a meal in a fool's errand.
After filling her stomach, she checked the two wounds and found that the wounds had begun to scab and get better, so she changed the dressing and bandaged them again.
After having enough rest, she was in good spirits, so she walked out of the door of Chang's house. It was still very quiet outside, and she could even hear the chirping of birds from the distant jungle outside the city.
The Chang family was in the center of the city, and there were several corpses dumped at the door. She looked at them, dragged the corpses to the street, piled them together, poured a bucket of alcohol, lit a fire and burned them.
She was now seriously injured and could not afford to dig a hole to bury these people, so she had to cremate them in the simplest way.
When the fire was burning, she continued to drag corpses from other places in the distance and burned as many as possible.
For the next few days, she did this kind of work, cremating the dead, finding things to store their ashes, and when she was healed, she would find a place to bury the ashes, so as not to make them dead. The lonely ghosts who have no one to restrain them will have a place to worship if they have relatives and friends scattered outside in the future.
On the fourth day, the sound of human activities finally appeared in Qing'an City.
Chang Shichu covered his aching wound and looked in the direction of the voice.
"Why is there a fire here?" A young male voice suddenly sounded, followed by shocked words, "Are the corpses burned?!"
"Is there anyone alive?"
Chang Shichu stood there, waiting for them to come over.
"Little girl! Are you alone?" The steady voice asked her hesitantly.
Chang Shichu nodded.
"Are you injured?" Chang Shichu looked up and saw a man in his thirties.
