Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 1 Two-legged sheep

The clouds were thick and the wind was howling.

Amidst the withered grass, a group of people bent over and walked forward on the steep hillside with some difficulty.

Look at the sky, it's going to rain soon.

This is a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, either elderly people or children of seven or eight years old, each of them is thin and pale, with expressions of fear or numbness.

At the end of the line was a strong man holding a steel knife.

This person has a ferocious face, looking impatiently at the slow-moving team: "A group of bastards, hurry up for me, if I get caught in the rain, I will kill you alive when I go back!"

It was going up the mountain against the wind, and everyone was exhausted physically and mentally, and was suddenly threatened by this man. The old woman who was walking at the back trembled in fright, her feet became unstable, and her body fell straight to the strong man behind her.

The old man beside him wanted to help him, but it was too late.

"what!"

Accompanied by the old woman's miserable howl, the next moment, the dull chopping sound of sharp knives tearing flesh came from everyone's ears
Everyone stopped in their tracks, turned their heads blankly, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

"Hack to death you bastard!"

The burly man escorting them was seen with a ferocious face, bloodshot eyes, and while cursing, he kept waving the steel knife in his hand, and slashed at the old woman who was still howling below him.

"Made, if it weren't for you bastards hiding in hiding, I would already be eating meat, drinking and playing with women on the mountain."

Under the dull eyes of everyone, the strong man swung his knife down one after another cursing.

But after a while, the old woman's eyes widened, her face was covered in blood and flesh, she lay on the ground motionless, and there was no movement.

Even so, the strong man still couldn't let go of his hatred, as if venting the accumulated resentment in his heart, he still slashed wildly at the dead woman's body.

In this crazy scene, even those old men and women who had seen so much life and death were so frightened that their whole body went weak, they covered their mouths and wanted to vomit, and turned their heads in horror, not daring to look at it again.

Those children were even more unbearable. They were so frightened that they cried loudly. They wanted to escape but they had no strength. What's more, their eyes were glazed over, and they lost their minds from being frightened.

chop!
Noisy!
The sound of chopping meat, the sound of blood splattering, the sound of men cursing, the sound of terrified children crying, and the sound of whistling and whistling mountain wind all joined together, forming a solidified fear, like complaints and weeping.

The sky was gloomy and cloudy.

bang~
Thunder exploded, electric sparks flickered, and silver snakes scurried across the clouds.

The originally dark sky became increasingly gloomy, as if God couldn't bear to look down on the tragic scene on the hillside below.

"Whoo~"

Seeing that the heavy rain was approaching, the strong man stopped his violent behavior, let out a long breath, and the beating bloodshot eyes slowly dissipated.

"Haha, happy!"

Satisfied, he wiped the mixture of sweat and blood from his forehead, and pointed the steel knife covered with blood-stained flesh foam at the frightened young and old in front of him.

"While I'm in a good mood now, you meat sheep, hurry up and go up the mountain!"

While the steel knife was swinging, sticky blood and flesh foam was thrown on the faces of the old man and children in front, finally awakening them to their souls.

Compared with the old woman's bloody corpse, the strong man in front of him is undoubtedly more terrifying.

The old men and women in the team, resisting the fear in their hearts, half pulled and half dragged the children, and continued to move up the mountain driven by the strong men.

The gust of wind swirled the withered and yellow weeds and hit the face with stinging pain, making it difficult to look straight ahead.

The strong man squinted his eyes and glanced around casually.

The surrounding vegetation is sparse, and because of the terrain, even if the weather visibility is low, you can get an overview at a glance, making it difficult to hide people.

There shouldn't be any meat sheep taking the opportunity to escape just now.

They dare not!
The strong man bent down and wiped the steel knife twice on the old woman's body, and followed in stride at the end of the line.

The group of people drifted away and disappeared on the hillside, leaving behind only a bloody corpse and the whistling wind of Wuwu Mountain.

"Yuck~"

Suddenly, a slight retching sound came from the side and rear of the old woman's body.

The strong man never imagined that someone had taken the opportunity to hide just now. It was only half a foot away from where he was just now, but it happened to be in the blind spot of his vision.

"Survived for the time being."

Li Qingxuan got up weakly from the ground where he was lying on his stomach, bent his body, and crawled towards the old woman's body with his hands and feet. Then he rummaged awkwardly, enduring the stench and the instinct of vomiting.

Half a piece of dry biscuit, and the old woman's tattered and bloody clothes.

These are all Li Qingxuan's gains.

"This season, around autumn and winter, is about to rain heavily. In the barren mountains and mountains, there is no shelter from the rain except for the village where I originally lived on the mountain."

Without a shelter from the wind and rain, my child's body would definitely not be able to survive the cold and rainy night tonight.

Li Qingxuan's eyes were filled with a calmness that did not match that of a child. Regardless of the sticky blood on his hands, he endured the instinct of nausea and vomiting in his body, stuffed dry biscuits into his mouth, and chased in the direction where the group of strong men left.

That was the Li Family Village where this body originally lived, but it was breached by a group of ferocious bandits half a day ago.

And those old, weak, sick and disabled who escaped because of their young and strong resistance, were captured by the bandits guarding the mountain before they ran down the mountain.

If it wasn't for the strong man who accidentally revealed that these children were the meat tonight on the road, he would not have taken the risk of doing so in this weather.

Passively returned to the village, ten deaths and no life.

Taking the initiative to sneak back, relying on his adult consciousness and familiarity with the village, there is still a glimmer of life.

That's right.

Li Qingxuan is not from this world.

In his previous life, he was a private detective who was active in the gray area. With his boldness and carefulness, he made a lot of fame, and he never touched anyone he couldn't afford, so he lived a pretty good life.

I often walk by the river, how can I not wet my shoes.

In the end, he was careless for a while and provoked the powerful, and he lost to the opponent's random order by all means. Even if he fled abroad as soon as he found out that something was wrong, he still died unexpectedly.

When he became conscious again, he realized that he had become an eight-year-old child with the same name and surname, and he also had some fragmentary memories of the other party.

It's just that the current situation is not optimistic.

A group of strong men walked slowly and turned over the mountain. Li Qingxuan watched their backs disappear into a sparse forest.

He lay on the ground and did not continue to follow.

Through the not-so-big woods is Lijia Village.

In this position, there may be bandits' patrolling sentries in the woods staring down the mountain.

"I hope that the rain will fall sooner, otherwise when the sky completely darkens, even if this body does not have night blindness, my chances of surviving are not great."

Li Qingxuan prayed in his heart.

Only after dying once do you know the value of life.

As a human being reincarnated, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance of living, he is absolutely unwilling to give up.

The mountain wind is biting.

Li Qingxuan suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and kept moving his limbs carefully to keep the blood flowing, so as not to become stiff and inconvenient to move.

Fortunately, he was thin and thin, and the old woman's bloody coat wrapped him like a blanket, keeping his body warm.

Time passed little by little.

Finally, on the eve of complete darkness, a silver-white lightning cut through the black-gray sky, illuminating the woods ahead.

Boom!

The thunder exploded, and pea-sized raindrops fell from the sky, washing the filth of the land.

"I will definitely survive!"

Li Qingxuan's eyes flashed cruelty, and after waiting for more than ten breaths, he didn't hesitate anymore, got up and plunged into the sparse forest in front of the wind and rain.

　Mostly mortal systems, some are different
　　
　
(End of this chapter)