Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 5 Searching, Palpitations (Signed)
When he came to the Zongsi Temple, Li Qingxuan glanced at the muddy ground first, and found that only after the footprints he left last night, he stepped on the steps.

He shook the knife in his hand, tore apart the wooden sticks against the gate one by one, and then opened the gate.

A burst of depression mixed with an unpleasant smell vented out, making Li Qingxuan retch, and hurriedly hid aside.

It took a long time for the smell inside to dissipate.

Li Qingxuan took a deep breath of fresh air and walked to the door again.

What I saw was seven or eight strong bandits paralyzed at the door, with vomit all over their bodies, their arms stretched forward, as if they had tried to open the door to get out, and their bodies had long since stopped heaving.

Their only way of life has long been blocked by the cautious Li Qingxuan.

Li Qingxuan looked away from the pink lips of the people in front of the door, clenched the knife in his hand, and continued to scan inside.

Further inside the sacrificial hall, there were other thinner bandits lying there, and five motionless women with disheveled clothes.

Their physique is not as good as the seven or eight people at the door, and they can barely see signs of struggle.

The ground is a mess.

The wine jars that fell to the ground, the broken sea bowls, the disgusting vomit, the bloodshot bones, and the tables and chairs that fell in a mess.

Farther away, there are several dismembered children piled up, and the surrounding ground has been dyed dark red.
"brute!"

Li Qingxuan cursed angrily, and let out a foul breath from his chest.

He continued to look in, but saw a dozen old and weak huddled together. They were tied with ropes, like chickens and ducks piled up in the corner.

Li Qingxuan's pupils shrank, and a trace of guilt flashed across.

"Eh."

He closed his eyes and sighed, the hand holding the thin-skinned knife turned white, and his chest rose and fell irregularly.

In the nightmare last night, he completely merged the memories of his previous life.

Seeing these "unfamiliar" villagers now, I feel a little more kind in my heart, which leads to a lot of guilt in my heart at this time.

Subconsciously, he avoided the corpses of the villagers, walked into the Zongsi with a knife in his hand, and began to search for the corpses of the bandits.

Some scattered copper coins and silver pieces, jewelry, jade pendants, and sachets.
These thieves are in a mess, and there are still women's obscene clothes and bellybands hidden on their bodies
Judging from these things alone, apart from being brutal and insane enough, these bandits are indeed a bunch of mobs.

Unknowingly, Li Qingxuan walked up to a bandit in the deepest part of the Zongsi.

This person had a table and chairs alone, and there were no other bandits around him. He was carrying a package on his back, and a broad-backed sword was placed under his body, and he lay powerlessly on the table.

This person should be the leader of these bandits.

With anticipation in his eyes, Li Qingxuan stretched out his hand to the opponent's chest, trying to untie the bundle.

The next moment, his pupils shrank.

The other party's neck was still warm!

how can that be!

Half an hour after a person dies, they will lose their temperature, and they will freeze and harden in about three hours. The body of the other person is warm, which means that they may still be alive! ! !

Li Qingxuan was shocked for a moment, his eyes flashed fiercely, and while retreating, the skinning knife in his hand took advantage of the situation and slashed across the opponent's neck.

The knife was sharp, and driven by the body, it cut a big gash in the opponent's neck.

Li Qingxuan retreated a few meters towards the gate, and looked at the other party with a slightly accelerated heartbeat through the messy ground.

Even if the other party didn't die, he couldn't live now.

Just like the two bandits at the entrance of the village yesterday, the blood will be sprayed out, and then the other party will die from blood loss and oxygen deprivation.

Tick.

A puddle of thick dark red blood dripped down to the ground, emitting a strong stench.

Li Qingxuan's eyes widened as he watched all this.

His lips collided silently, thinking he was hallucinating.

This is not scientific!
The blood is thick and silky, indicating that the blood has been stagnant for a long time to have such an effect.

This weird scene made Li Qingxuan feel uneasy.

He grabbed the bits and pieces of silver he had collected, exited the door, and stared at the bandit leader inside.

In yesterday's environment, a normal person would run out of breath after holding on to it for an hour or two at most. To be careful, he added more, and he didn't open the door until just now.

As a result, the opponent's body became warm.

Whether it's not long after dying, or not dead, it's not normal.

And if the other party's body is really different and can survive without oxygen for a long time, it is entirely possible to forcibly open the door after discovering something is wrong, but according to the traces at the scene, the other party did not struggle and just lay down quietly like a little boy. intoxicated.

So weird.

Time passed little by little.

Under Li Qingxuan's nervous gaze, the other party didn't move except that there was a lot more sticky blood under his body.

"I don't think I met a monster, did I?"

I have traveled through time, so it is not surprising that there are monsters.

Li Qingxuan choked up his saliva and wanted to leave, but the thirst for knowledge that originated from his previous career made him look at the package behind the other party.

He's more interested in what's inside now.

For safety reasons.

Li Qingxuan took off his clothes, wet them with water and tied them behind his mouth and nose, found a steel knife from the ground, walked carefully to the strange bandit leader not far away, and cut off the bandage wrapped around his back.

pat.

The package seemed to be very light, it bounced a few times on the ground, and rolled further inside.

Li Qingxuan choked up his saliva, and simply threw the steel knife aside, ran to the package from the side, picked it up and ran outside.

After running to the yard, he panted heavily and looked back.

"Call me a little sensitive."

Li Qingxuan saw that the corpse in Zongsi hadn't changed in any way, and felt that he was a little too nervous.

Just a short while ago, his back was already wet with sweat.

"I don't know why, but when I saw the corpse of the bandit leader, I always felt uneasy, just like the palpitations in my previous life before I was shot."

Li Qingxuan hugged the package and glanced at the sky.

I don't know what time it is, but it looks like it's not too early.

I can't leave the village today.

After thinking about it, he simply threw the package aside and started collecting hay and firewood from door to door.

moment.

A fire broke out in the Zongsi.

Li Qingxuan looked at the raging fire inside, and the unease in his heart finally disappeared.

While it was still early, he began to search for supplies he might need from door to door.

Although the village had already been searched by bandits, he still found some useful things for himself, such as a small piece of smoked meat, some coarse salt, torches, and a wolf fur jacket.
Unknowingly, the sky has darkened.

Li Qingxuan hid in a well-covered house with the collected money and items and the remaining charcoal, and buried some pointed cones with hook soles at the entrance of the village.

"Now I finally have time to check what's in this package."

Li Qingxuan looked expectantly at the package beside him.

(End of this chapter)