Chapter 516

why do not you eat? Doesn't it taste good?

He didn't think about whether the scorched corpse could eat, he just remembered that feeding him was what he had to do, and he couldn't make him hungry.

Aww-! "The láng growled closer.

Can't stay here any longer. A voice in his head reminded him.

The man quickly wrapped the charred corpse, picked up the two long tails of the two-tailed shòu that had been thrown away, tore off a piece of fur and scrubbed it on both sides with snow, wrapped the tender meat and stuffed it into the package.

There is one more thing to do, the smell of blood on his body is too strong, it will attract the shòu group to follow.

The man dug up the ice and snow with his hands and rubbed it directly on his body. The ice and snow were dyed red, but his body gradually became clean, but his skin was flushed red by the ice and snow.

A strong smell of shòu came from the wind, and the man quickly picked up the package and left the place as quickly as possible.

Where are you going after that?

The man was walking aimlessly with a large package on his back. He was looking for a safe place. There was one thing he had not done yet. The tender meat had not been fed into the scorched corpse.

It was dark, but because of the ice and snow and the dim red light of the night sky, the surroundings did not appear too dark.

The smell from the wind no longer had the stinky smell of wild animals. This open space was also very quiet.

The man stopped, put down the package and untied it, sat down anywhere, and took the charred corpse into his arms.

He figured out a way.

The man grabbed the wrapped piece of tender meat, threw away the fur wrapped around it, and chewed it in his mouth until it was rotten, and then lowered his head and fed it into the black mouth.

He also deliberately waited for a while before opening the mouth of the charred corpse to check, but the meat residue he fed was still there.

why do not you eat? Do you only drink blood?

The man regretted it, he would have fed him a little more blood if he knew it earlier.

He pulled out the lump of meat residue from the mouth of the charred corpse and put it back into his mouth to eat. He didn't leave the remaining tender meat, and he was not full.

It was safe, and there was food in the stomach. The man didn't know what to do next, so he held the charred corpse and looked around.

The charred corpse was scorched by lightning and there were cracks everywhere. The man would occasionally pry open one of them to take a look. The flesh in the deepest part didn't seem to be black or charred.

Inexplicably, the man became happy, hugged the charred corpse firmly in his arms, and sat in the snow just like that.

The cold wind passed, and the man fell asleep with his head down, holding the charred corpse.

When he woke up the next day, he picked up the charred corpse again and walked in a random direction.

For the next two days, he didn't encounter a wild shòu again, not even a silly rabbit. If it weren't for the snow on the ground to replenish moisture, he would have to go in a different direction.

On the fifth day after finding the charred corpse, he saw a large forest.

But after seeing the dead horse running from the mountain, he walked for two days and didn't get close to the mountain forest, but on the way he hit a wild bird that flew over his head and pooped casually.

Wild birds have little blood, and they don't have much flesh when they are plucked. The blood was fed to the charred corpse, and all the flesh and bones entered his stomach, but even so, the man was still starving.

And the days that followed were not much better. Sometimes he was lucky enough to meet a single wild shòu, and sometimes he couldn't even see the shadow of a single wild shòu for a day or two. to the shòu group.

But fortunately, he is very strong, and his right arm is made of branches. Generally, he can deal with small shòu groups, but if he encounters relatively powerful shòu groups, he will choose to escape most of the scorched corpses behind him.

Day by day, the snow has not fallen for a while, but the weather has become even colder.

The chūn day is coming, and the man looked up at the distance and finally got a lot closer to the mountains and forests.

Snow days, that is, chūn days and winter days are always the coldest, and it seems that someone has told him that.

The snow layer on the ground below seemed to be thinning, the sound of running water came from not far away, and the navy blue tree tops could already be seen in the mountains farther away.

He couldn't even remember how many days he had been gone.

Another day of walking deep and shallow, the man was tired, put down the package, and habitually carried the charred corpse out, but this time he couldn't help smelling the charred corpse from top to bottom.

The charred corpse has basically no smell at this moment, but the man can smell it and secrete saliva.

The stomach shrank, and a strong sense of hunger spread to the brain, and the wild bird caught for the last time had already eaten two days ago.

In the past two days, he seemed to have entered the territory of a certain qiáng Ono shòu by mistake, and he didn't even see a passing bird for the past two days.

He is now very much looking forward to seeing that big wild shòu, and he promises that he won't leave a trace of meat for the other party this time.

He smelled the charred corpse again, and it felt a little fragrant. He seemed to smell the smell of fresh flesh. This morning, he opened it and looked at it. The flesh deep under the charred skin became brighter and redder. He even suspected that he had heard a heartbeat, but he put his ears on the charred corpse's chest and listened to it for a long time without hearing the second sound.

I want to eat but can't! Although he felt in his heart that it was probably the best food in the world.

He ate him. man thought. He still remembered his taste, which seemed a little bitter, and had a strange aroma? But really delicious!

This thought made him feel even more hungry.

He couldn't smell it anymore, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue just now and licking the charred head and face of his precious corpse.

Wrapping the charred corpse back in the leather jacket, the man stood up.

Blood and flesh, he knew subconsciously that he needed these things, and he couldn't just wait.

Although he didn't understand why he knew, he just knew that if he waited like this, he might not even be able to walk.

With instinct, the man carried the charred corpse and walked in the direction of the sound of the water. He guessed that the water was probably flowing from that mountain forest.

Soon he saw a small river with ice on both sides and a thin stream in the middle.

Continue to walk along the small river, this time it took a long time to walk, leaving a long series of deep footprints behind the man.

This is going too slowly, he thought.

Silently, a piece of dirt appeared under the man's feet, and the dirt quickly elongated into a shape like a sled board.

The man bowed his head, and the sled made of mud quickly dissipated.

How is this going?

He thought about letting the sled show up again, but no matter how hard he tried, the scattered dirt under his feet didn't respond.

And doing so made him even more hungry.

Look at his right arm, then look at his feet, thinking about the shape of the sled board just now, the soles of the feet suddenly itchy, and soon, the same jīng vines stick out from the soles of the feet, quickly extend the jiāo wrong, and weave on the spot. Two snowboards came out.

The man stomped his feet and found that he was no longer sinking like before, and immediately took big steps to walk quickly. At first, he felt that his feet were a little heavy, but gradually, he walked faster and faster, and he didn't know where his mind was lit up at the back. He learned to pedal the snow without a teacher.

The wind swept across his face quickly, and the man slipped faster and faster. When he encountered an obstacle, he either avoided it or stumbled. After he stumbled, he first touched the package at the back, and when it was all right, he got up and continued to slide.

It didn't hurt to fall anyway, but later the man became more and more relaxed, and the posture of running and sliding on the snow became more and more comfortable.

The forest is getting closer...

Firelight!

The man turned abruptly and stopped sliding.

Not only the firelight, but also the human voice.

Humanity? Strange, how did he know that those who spoke were humans?

He seemed to know a lot of things, just like he knew instinctively that the charred corpse was very important to him.

go to see? He smelled the aroma of barbecue.

The man's sleigh board became smaller, only one circle larger than his two big feet, and the surroundings were slightly raised.

At the edge of the mountain forest, a group of people are roasting meat, and there are four shòu leather tents behind.

Dozens of warriors huddled together to keep warm, and there were no less than a hundred savages behind them.

They are called savages, because they all wear the simplest hooded hair, with straw ropes or leather ropes tied around their waists, and most of their feet are casually bandaged with shòu leather, leaving their bare calves exposed. , The hair and beard are also messy, the woman is better, but the hair is also loose.

These savages huddled together like a war shòu, looking at the firelight and barbecue in front of the tent with longing, but looking at the crowd by the fire filled with hatred and resentment.

That non-adult, didn't you say that Tucheng is in the northeast direction? Why are we heading due east now? And according to the distance, shouldn't we have reached Tucheng by now? "After thinking about it again and again, a man with long hair and a shawl asked the question that had been in his heart for many days.

A man who was in his prime and wearing Yuanjing jewelry spat out the broken bones and smiled. I wonder when you will ask. "

The long-haired man froze.

That doesn't refer to the mountain forest not far away, and when you cross the mountain forest, you will see Yincheng, one of the nine upper cities, in front of you. I visited once two years ago. The people of Yincheng forced a road in the mountains and forests. There were also guards from Yincheng patrolling the road. You don't have to worry too much about the wild shòu in the mountains. With luck, maybe their patrolling soldiers will take us for a ride. "

Sound City? "The long-haired man and the others raised their heads in surprise.

The long-haired man hurriedly asked, "That's not an adult, aren't we going to Tucheng this time?" How did you come to Sound City? "

Will we adults still harm you? "A tall and slender woman in battle armor sneered.

No, that's not what we meant. It was just that when we set off, Master Na Fei said he was going to Tucheng, but now he suddenly heard that it was changed to Yincheng, which was strange. "The long-haired man explained carefully.

That Fei Xiaoxiao, it was already half a year ago that I took you from your city. In half a year, there will be no changes in some places, and there will be earth-shaking changes in some places. "

The man who spoke looked at his companion and boldly asked: Sir, did something happen to Tucheng? "

That's right, something happened to Tucheng, and my staff in Tucheng sent me a message, telling me not to go to Tucheng in the near future. "

The long-haired man was puzzled. He didn't see anyone approaching Na Fei and others on the road, except for a group of savage slaves they caught on the road not long ago.