Terrorist Reincarnation: Hundred Times Rewards

Worse than he imagined.

On the road are the old and the weak, women and children.

The face is yellow and the muscles are thin, and the meal is not full.

The entire village is not small, but there are only about thirty or forty people, which is pitifully small.

"Where did the rest go?"

Lin Chuan frowned slightly.

"Ugh."

The old man sighed.

Tell some things that happened in the village slowly.

After listening to this, Lin Chuan showed a clear understanding.

The original drama, focusing on description, how the righteous people, through hard work, kill the blood demon.

The common people of the world are rarely described.

In this period, history is known as the Eight Kings Rebellion, and the Five Husbands revolted against China.

Very confusing.

Men, even [-]- or [-]-year-olds who could handle weapons, were forcibly conscripted into the battlefield.

No village can be spared.

The same is true for Stone Village.

In the beginning, each household recruited one male.

In the back, one household recruits all males!

Only the elderly, children, women and children were left behind.

The villages that resisted were even worse, and the soldiers would directly slaughter the villages.

The two walked while talking.

Not long after, they arrived at a house made of adobe and yellow mud.

"Just go to the inner room, there is a bed... If you are hungry and thirsty, there is water to drink..."

"I'm going to continue plowing the fields."

After a few words, the old man looked distressed.

From the house, take out a piece of multigrain cake.

It looks very rough.

Even the husks of the grains are not completely removed, and they are made directly by mixing.

Only because of this, can eat more full.

And that's it, the shoddy grain cakes are also his ration for several days.

In troubled times, even eating is a luxury.

"No, I won't eat it for a few days, there's no problem."

Lin Chuan refused the good intentions, left the multi-grain cake to the old man himself, and then walked into the house.

Here, it's really humble.

However, there is a place to recover.

Directly on the bed, sitting cross-legged.

Close your eyes.

Start to meditate.

A day passed.

until the next day.

At the entrance of the village, a noisy and chaotic voice came in.

Aware of the movement, Lin Chuan on the bed in the room opened his eyes slightly.

After half a day and a night of recuperation, his spiritual will has recovered [-]%.

Not the discomfort of yesterday.

"Huh... Fortunately, it is a world full of spiritual power. Otherwise, it will take at least ten days and a half months to recover."

Lin Chuan got up.

Then, his ears twitched slightly.

The movement at the entrance of the village intensified and became very noisy, as if something had happened.

Exactly, the rest has recovered.