Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 4 Bandit Extermination
Spread the hay to the channel, evenly layer a layer of charcoal, and then spread the hay, layer by layer
Li Qingxuan supported his body with trembling hands, looked at the ignited stove, and then lay powerlessly on the stove, panting violently.

He is so tired.

The tense spirit and tiredness made him drowsy.

"No, I can't sleep yet!"

Li Qingxuan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he stretched his palm directly into the kang.

hiss~
The burning pain of the flames rushed into his brain from his fingertips, he took a breath, and suddenly withdrew his palm, his whole body woke up instantly.

Waited a while.

Li Qingxuan turned sideways to look into the kang, and found that the passage had also been ignited. He guessed that the combustion-supporting hay inside had almost been burnt, so he quickly pushed the iron pan on the side to the stove to block it.

"Whether it succeeds or not depends on fate."

Looking at the iron pot under his feet, Li Qingxuan sat down weakly.

The sealed environment of the Zongsi and the special structure of the firewall are an excellent mechanism for making charcoal suicide.

Carbon monoxide will be produced in the case of high temperature combustion, insufficient oxygen, and no ventilation.

Carbon monoxide is usually colorless, odorless, and insoluble in water. After it is formed, it is basically evenly distributed with the air, and it is difficult to detect through the senses.

The key point is that this thing will prevent the formation of blood oxygen protein in the human body, and finally lack of oxygen without knowing it. By the time it is found that something is wrong, it is already too late.

Those bandits easily breached Lijia Village, and the surroundings were in remote places. At this time, their mentality was the most relaxed, and they drank freely and vented wantonly.

In this case, Li Qingxuan's plan has a high probability of success.

Take a break.

Li Qingxuan took a wooden bucket and put it outside the house to catch water, and carefully looked at the gate of Zongsi.

Time passed little by little.

The wooden barrel was almost filled with water, so he poured it into the iron pot.

After a long time, after finding that no one was going out, he took out a few long poles from the house and put them against the gate of Zongsi, then grabbed the skinning knife and groped towards the entrance of the village.

There are two bandits there!

When he came back, the temperature of the water in the iron pot had already risen.

Li Qingxuan lay expressionlessly in the iron pot with blood flowing down his body, curled up in the warm water.

Just now, he personally cut the throats of the two sleeping bandits.

When I struck, I felt my heart was beating very fast, the knife was very sharp, the blood spurted out was very hot, and the struggling eyes of the other party after waking up were hideous and frightening.
After killing people, he calmed down, as if he had killed only chickens and ducks, and his heart was calm.

Li Qingxuan was a little surprised at his adaptability, but he was not disgusted.

He knew that such a self could live well in this ancient world.

The water in the iron pot is getting hotter and hotter.

Li Qingxuan got up from the inside when he couldn't bear it anymore.

He walked out of the house in some silence and walked to the gate of Zongsi.

The wooden pole supporting the gate shifted a bit, as if someone wanted to get out from inside, but the strength was not strong enough, and finally the gate didn't even open the gap.

Li Qingxuan knew that this was the manifestation of carbon monoxide poisoning.

The people inside should be dead.

Hesitation flashed in his eyes, but in the end he did not open the door. Instead, he reinforced the wooden sticks and poles against the door, returned to the house, emptied the water in the iron pot, moved the iron pot, and continued to add hay and charcoal
The resistance of bandits must be stronger than that of old and weak villagers, and carbon monoxide poisoning was difficult to treat in ancient times.

If there are villagers inside who can still be rescued, it means that the bandits still have the strength to threaten the eight-year-old me. On the contrary, there is no point in opening the door now.

He has only one life, and he needs to be cautious when his ability is not enough.

This is a very sensible and indifferent choice.

The night is white, and the wind and rain are gradually subsiding.

Under the bed in a dilapidated room, Li Qingxuan closed his eyes tightly, his expression was distorted, large streams of sweat secreted from his body, and wet the quilt.

He had a fever and seemed to be having nightmares.

If he hadn't stuffed hay in his mouth before going to bed, he would have started talking nonsense.

Some messy memory fragments kept impacting on Li Qingxuan's mind, causing him great pain.

"Mom, I'm so hungry"

"Yao'er, drink some water and endure, mother will cook some grass pancakes for you now."

"Mom, when will Dad come back?"

"Yao'er, your father went to a far, far away place, and he will come back when you are as tall as your mother."

"Yao'er, run quickly, run with everyone!"

"mother!"

"Yaoer, you must live, you must live!"

Boom~
A thin woman with an ordinary face threw herself at a big man with a ferocious face, and then half of her throat was slashed open by the other party. The spurting blood turned into a blood red and hit Li Qingxuan's consciousness.

Blurred figures, chaotic and jumping fragments, pierced his mind like needles, causing him pain and confusion.

Suddenly, under the dark bed, a flash of golden light flashed away.

Some soul fragments that were originally left in Li Qingxuan's body from the previous body slowly dissipated after the golden light flashed, and merged into Li Qingxuan's soul, which also made Li Qingxuan's soul begin to exude an aura that fits this world without knowing it .
"mother!"

Li Qingxuan closed his eyes tightly, two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, but because his mouth was stuffed with straw, he only made a slight whining sound instead of a real cry.

time flies.

Li Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes, a little dazed.

"Have a nightmare."

He pulled the straw out of his mouth and touched his forehead.

"Fortunately, there is no fever, but now the whole body is sore and weak."

This is normal when the body is overtired.

Li Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief at first, then his expression darkened.

Yesterday's dream was so real.

He seemed to really live the short life of an urchin, felt the joy and fear inside, and completely merged with his predecessor.

Li Qingxuan sighed: "I have already avenged you, rest in peace."

To calm down, he crawled out from under the bed, moved his body for a while, opened the door, and quietly stretched out his small head to check the situation outside.

After finishing his work yesterday, he went to rest at Li Ergou's house, which had the worst house in the village. He hadn't gone to count the bodies of those bandits yet.

At this time, it was cloudy outside, and the time could not be seen, but the wind and rain had stopped, and it was not as cold as yesterday, and the whole village was dead silent.

"Those bandits came from the north, and I don't know if there are other teams. I'd better pack up and head to the county as soon as possible."

In fact, he has always had a question in his mind.

Obviously, Lijia Village also has a lot of food in storage, how could these bandits be so cruel that they are obsessed with eating human flesh.

But none of that matters now.

Li Qingxuan wrapped his clothes around his body, took a skinning knife, and groped towards the position of the Zongsi.

He remembered that those bandits came suddenly, all of them were dressed in rags, only the leader of the bandits was carrying a package with him, maybe there were some good things in it.

(End of this chapter)