Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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No.20 eight days.

"call--"

Ji Cangmang panted violently. No matter how much water he drank, he could not extinguish, or suppress, the scorching fire in his stomach. The name of that fire was hunger!

Ji Cangmang already felt that his physical strength and willpower had reached their limits. If he didn't eat anything today, he would definitely not have the strength to dig out the 300 yuan ore tomorrow.

But what can you eat?

Ji Cangmang's eyes flickered, and his pupils shrank sharply as he thought of something.

Although he possesses such a treasure as the origin of wood, the origin of wood cannot solve the most instinctive hunger problem of human beings.

Not far from Ji Cangmang, other newly arrived human monks also gathered there, and they all looked hungry, but compared to Ji Cangmang's situation, it was much better.

Among the group of monks, Ji Cangmang was the one who lasted the longest, it was astonishingly long.

A mortal body can survive for 28 days only by drinking water, and during these 28 days, Ji Cangmang has to complete the mining task that consumes a lot of energy every day.

But in fact, Ji Cangmang was still figuring out the restriction in the middle of the night when everyone didn't know it, and the mental consumption was equally huge.

But even so, almost all the new monks have noticed this last guy who insists on refusing to eat human flesh again.

For Ji Cangmang, the feelings of all the cultivators are also very complicated, not just admiration.

In addition to a little admiration, there is also a stronger jealousy, or hatred.

Whenever.No matter how many people there are, in a group of degenerate groups, the one who still sticks to himself will definitely be envied by others, and they can't wait to drag him into the water.Everyone is dirty, and the sinful thoughts in my heart will be much easier.

This is the so-called punishment for aliens!

However, the cultivators had no way to do it, because their share of corpses had already been eaten up.Even if he wanted to drag Ji Cangmang into the water, he couldn't do it.

As for cultivating oneself.After all, relying on the abundant physical strength of the previous month, he has dug up stones worth less than 500 yuan, and has started to rebuild. Although the mana is pitifully weak, it can already guarantee the physical strength to dig more than [-] yuan tomorrow.Although I still feel hungry, I no longer need to eat a lot to replenish my energy.

……

In the camp, the gate of a certain house.Bei Mingjin folded his hands and leaned against the wall of the simple wooden house.Staring at Ji Cangman's direction, he felt chilly.

After staring for a long time, Bei Mingjin turned his gaze to the group of people not far from Ji Cangmang, as if he had noticed something.The corner of his mouth twitched, revealing a deep smile.

After a while, the person walked into the house.

The room is equally simple, but it is colder and more crowded, because there are dozens of frozen human corpses piled up in the room. On the scarlet corpses, there is an icy white mist, and each face still maintains the same expression as before death. The fearful eyes looked particularly creepy.

Beimingjin has begun to rebuild. Although it absorbs wood spirit energy, it can release ice spells as long as it is transformed. These dozens of frozen corpses are all his inventory. Although he has already repaired, after all, the realm If it is too low, the feeling of hunger will still be more or less there.

Whoosh!

After sweeping his gaze, he took a random one, picked it up, and walked out the door.

When they arrived at the camp, a group of monks saw Bei Mingjin approaching, and at first looked wary, but when they saw the freshly preserved corpse in his hand, they all showed bloodthirsty beast-like expressions, and their breathing became rapid , if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't beat Beimingjin, they might have come up to grab it.

"To reward you, don't think that I will bully you! As long as you work hard, there are dozens of corpses waiting for you in my room."

Bei Mingjin swept the crowd around, and after drinking a few words domineeringly, he threw the body out, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he threw it in Ji Cangmang's direction.

Ji Cangmang's heart beat violently a few times, his Adam's apple became loose, and his arms actually made a gesture to catch it.

But he only lifted it two inches before he pressed down hard.

Roar--

A rare roar resembling Ye Bai came from Ji Cangmang's mouth. This once majestic and calm man now had a slightly ferocious face, gnashing his teeth to suppress the desire in his heart.

Bei Mingjin glanced over Ji Cangmang as if nothing had happened, and smiled, then turned around and left, ignoring everyone.

Whoosh whoosh—

Seeing that the corpse was about to fall to the ground, more than a dozen figures rushed over and caught the corpse.

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, it's still cold and hard to help!"

someone shouted.

"That's right, then please ask Brother Dao to chop some firewood."

Someone answered immediately.

"I want to go together, why should I go alone?"

The previous person said angrily.

The scene became noisy.

Ji Cangmang's pupils swept across the crowd slightly scattered, and finally went to the river again, gulping down the water.

God knows, the fire of hunger in his stomach at this moment has burned into an ocean.

After drinking a dozen sips, it seemed that it was not enough, so Ji Cangmang simply jumped into the river and submerged most of his body in the water.

Roar--

A voice like the roar of dragons and tigers came from Ji Cangmang's mouth.

Ji Cangmang raised his chest, resisted fate, and clenched his fists!

……

Not far away, firewood was quickly set up and blazing.

A group of monks, with a strange smile, split the corpse open and roasted it on the fire. After a while, an unspeakable smell floated over the grass and entered Ji Cangmang's nose.

This smell is like poisonous, addictive poison, addictive poison, stirring Ji Cangmang's nose, stirring Ji Cangmang's heart, stirring Ji Cangmang's stomach.

A handful of oil was poured on the fire!

The fire of hunger in Ji Cangmang's fasting stomach burned wildly again, like the hottest magma, constantly erupting upwards, trying to break through the last obstacle.

Ji Cangmang's eyes flashed, and he quickly sank again, sinking his nose into the water. The smell was blocked by the water, but what had penetrated into his belly was still there. Ji Cangmang could only forcefully suppress it again with his will.

His body trembled violently, gnashing his teeth.

……

Under the night, the bonfire was raging, and a group of monks were chewing like wild animals. The shadows reflected by the bonfire were like ghosts and demons.

I don't know who, from the corner of my eye, I glanced at the lonely figure in the river, with a disgusted and malicious look in my eyes, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Ji, come and eat some, there are not many left, you should It’s already reached the limit, if you don’t eat, I’m afraid you won’t be able to pay tomorrow’s errand.”

Ji Cang was speechless.

He couldn't hear the maliciousness contained in these words that sounded like caring, but he was fighting hunger and didn't dare to be distracted, and he never liked to play tricks, so he ignored it.

"Boy, the old man is talking to you!"

Seeing that Ji Cangmang was silent, the monk just now snorted coldly and stood up.

This man was a white-haired old man with a fleshy face. Under the tattered clothes, his muscles were bulging, and he looked arrogant. After standing up, he held a piece of flesh and blood in his hand and walked towards Zeji Cangmang.

Seeing that there was a good show to watch, the other monks all turned their heads and looked at this side together, all of them smirking.

"...No need, thank you for your kindness, I'm not used to eating human flesh."

Ji Cangmang said indifferently as if the voice was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Boy, don't be ignorant of flattery. The old man specially gave you his share. You have to eat if you eat, and you have to eat if you don't eat!"

The white-haired old man looked at Ji Cangmang standing in the water, although he was trembling, he still looked like a tall mountain, with an indescribable disgust in his eyes.

It used to be what he owned, but now that he has fallen, there are still people who are sticking to it. Thinking of this, he feels humiliated, as if the person who sticks to it is humiliating him every minute and every second. There was an unspeakable feeling of being stabbed, and his face was hot, red and white.

There's only one way to get rid of that feeling, and that's to destroy that person.

The white-haired old man walked over step by step.

Ji Cangmang finally turned his head, a pair of calm, dark, deep, waveless tiger eyes shot out majestic and sharp divine light, looking at the white-haired old man like two sharp arrows! (to be continued~^~)