Chapter 752 Good Intentions

Ever since Zhao Yin's soul was injured, he has never felt the existence of time and space again.

King Mo drained the core of the world, transferred all life, and annihilated it. Where is he hiding now?

At this time, with the emergence of time and space, Zhao Yin's sense of security was filled in an instant.

"Master, facing the gaze of the gods, time and space have to sleep and hide, making the master suffer!"

The time and space clone bowed deeply in the direction of Zhao Yin, apologetically.

"Time and space, if you were to slaughter this tribe, how many sacrifices would you need?" Zhao Yin asked in his heart.

Shikong closed his eyes and seemed to sense the level of life in this tribe.

"Master, there is only one person in this tribe who has stepped into the transcendent world, and that is A Hai. He can kill all the tribe without any sacrifice!"

Time and Space Zhengse said: "Time and Space only needs to use very little stored energy!"

Zhao Yin immediately felt relieved.

Nowadays, if it is possible not to expose the best equipment like the magic gun, it would be better not to expose it.

After all, this is a world dominated by the corpse demon clan!

What Zhao Yin didn't expect was that the only person in the tribe who had stepped into the transcendent realm was Uncle Ahai.

But obviously, even if Ahai steps into the extraordinary world, his strength is extremely low!

Just when Zhao Yin was about to give the order to let Shikong go out and kill everyone except Uncle A Hai, Xiaoying suddenly rushed out of the tent.

Zhao Yin was stunned when he heard the dirty little girl shout loudly: "You are not allowed to hurt my brother-in-law!"

"Xiaoying! Go back!" Uncle Ah Hai scolded.

Snap!

There was a crisp sound, a slap.

A sharp male voice sounded: "The tribe elders are meeting, so why is it your turn to speak?"

"Abba, Uncle Ashan hit me, yum yum...!" Xiaoying started crying at that time.

When Zhao Yin heard this, he gave up the idea of ​​letting time and space go out to kill people.

Until you regain your strength, hiding means safety.

At this time, life was protected, Zhao Yin suddenly felt.

In fact, this small and inconspicuous human tribe is an excellent place to recuperate.

The small tribe has existed for an unknown number of years, which shows that in this world, the zombie demon clan does not intend to exterminate the human race.

He remembered Ah Hai once said that he went to look for Zhao Yin because of the begging of his youngest daughter Xiaoying, which shows Ah Hai's doting on Xiaoying.

Ahai is the only extraordinary person in the tribe...

"Crack!"

There was a louder crackle, like a firecracker being set off outside the door.

Then, there was a click, as if the wooden chair was broken by a heavy object.

Then came the miserable howl of the owner of that sharp voice.

"Uncle An, you...take care of yourself...oh...my waist is broken!"

"Ah Hai!" The old voice was furious.

"Uncle An!"

Ah Hai's voice no longer sounded like an honest person before, with a hint of indifference.

"I, Ah Hai, am forty-three this year. According to the average life span in the tribe, I will die in a few years!"

Ah Hai spoke firmly and resolutely, completely different from his previous humility.

"Without Ayin, Awan would not be able to marry a son-in-law in this life. If I die, Xiaoying will still be young...!"

After saying that, Ah Hai held Xiaoying in his arms, rubbed her head lovingly, and wiped away Xiaoying's tears with a dirty animal skin coat.

Xiaoying stopped crying at that time, and a smile appeared on her face.

Just listen to A Hai continue to say: "If the tribe is serious and cannot tolerate A Yin, then our family of four will leave the tribe!"

"Don't worry, everyone, even if I die, I, Ah Hai, will never seek refuge with the Dongsheng Tribe, let alone become the lackey of the Corpse Demon Clan!"

"Just don't forget, for many years, every time you faced the invasion of demon wolves, who sacrificed your life for you!"

After Ahai finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps.

Zhao Yin saw Uncle Ahai hugging Xiaoying and going straight back to the tent.

Although Xiaoying is thin, she is still a girl of twelve or thirteen years old, but in Ahai's eyes, his daughter is very small, like holding a baby.

Xiaoying's face was full of smiles.

There was chaos outside the door. First, an old voice spoke to persuade Ah Hai to stay, and then a group of people began to blame Ah Shan for being beaten.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yin heard the sound of wooden sticks hitting human flesh, accompanied by Ah Shan's miserable howl.

Soon, an old figure appeared, looking to be seventy or eighty years old.

The dozen or so people following him were all middle-aged women.

Except for Ah Shan, Ah Hai, and Uncle Ah An, all the elders in the tribe are women.

It can be seen that in the human race of this world, although men have some status, they are far inferior to women.

A group of people apologized to Ahai one after another, and Uncle An even promised to increase the rations of Ahai's family by one-third.

Ahai then nodded. After all, the tribe was his home, and he actually didn't want to leave.

From beginning to end, Awan on the side was very calm.

To be precise, Awan calmed down from the moment Xiaoying rushed out of the tent.

"Abba, there is still some mutton soup in the pot."

After the tribe elders left, Awan said softly.

"Leave it to Ah Yin, he is weak. Let him get well as soon as possible and get married as soon as possible!" Ah Hai said with a smile.

He also seemed very happy to win rations for Zhao Yin.

After Awan fed all the mutton soup to Zhao Yin, he saw Ahai and his two daughters eating a kind of porridge.

It looks like some grains, mixed with vegetable leaves and boiled. Most of it is water, without even a trace of oil.

This is the ration of the humans in the tribe.

As expected, Zhao Yin never drank mutton soup in the following days.

There were only two meals a day, morning and evening, and they all drank wild vegetable porridge.

They were too poor to afford three meals a day.

Every night, Zhao Yin could hear Xiaoying's stomach growling with hunger across a straw mat.

The previous mutton soup was something that Ah Hai's family had been eyeing for three years but had not been willing to cook.

In the end, it fell into Zhao Yin's mouth.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the elders in the tribe did not come to cause trouble again.

At every meal, Zhao Yin could see that Ah Wan served him the porridge at the bottom of the pot because there were more grains at the bottom of the pot.

Ah Hai and his two daughters could only drink the vegetable soup on top.

In Ah Hai's words, Ah Yin, get well soon, and after you marry Ah Wan, you will work to support the family.

Although the three of them seemed to have a strong purpose, Zhao Yin still felt a little touched.

He had long understood that there was no good without reason in the world.

Although the daughter could not get married, Ah Hai's family had already regarded him as a family member with a broken brain.

As time passed, Zhao Yin's health gradually improved.

The pain in his sea of ​​consciousness was no longer there.

That morning, Zhao Yin moved his hands and feet and tried to get up from the floor.

His legs were still very soft, but he could walk normally, although his steps were very slow.

"Brother-in-law Ah Yin!"

Zhao Yin's tall figure stood outside the tent, against the light, and saw the dirty little Lolita carrying a large basket on her back.

Xiaoying was standing under a big locust tree, waving at Zhao Yin with a smile.

"Sister is picking wild vegetables in the woods, are you looking for Sister?"