I dreamed again, dreaming of the refugees who were killed by me, and then I smashed them to death by the side. Even if I hit them with bricks, I would definitely not recognize this ball of rotten meat. Even if I were zombies, I would not be able to resurrect them in full blood.

The faces of the women I hid under the ice cellar, whether charming or charming, bright or sweet, were as helpless and attached as they were so vivid and lacked in reality. When I wanted to hug and kiss them, and then do something, these warm and soft scenes suddenly stirred up, like deep vortexes, turning into the rippling water surface shining with fire.

The splattering blood and the fighting sounds of weapons; the burning pleasure boats and collapsed bridges; the cold river water and the torches running and chasing on the bank; the anxious young faces in the darkness, and their roars that were unknown to me; immersed in the depths of the river like lead, approaching the dead faces that swollen and become pale and weird, the body temperature that quickly disappeared, covered their mouths and noses tightly, and looked at the dense shaking flames on the water.

Feeling the cloth strips still wrapped around my body, which seemed to be a pair of gentle arms, tied to me with the torn skirt hem, I suddenly had some kind of auditory hallucination again.

"Senior..."

"You're awake..."

Some rushing voices poured into my ears

"Look, we have escaped..."

"You accomplished the impossible..."

"We will definitely become famous all over the world."

"We will definitely live well and get all this back for those who are still alive and dead,"

"Damn..."

"They are catching up again..."

Then there is the feeling of the earth-turning and the cold river water, and the feeling of holding on to it.

"sorry.."

A misty female voice said quietly

"You are such a great person..."

"It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time..."

"All this after encountering you is obviously a mistake. I can no longer let it continue..."

"so.."

"I have to...please disappear forever."

The severe pain on the head and the sound of tearing silk on the silk ended abruptly in the deep darkness.

I covered my heart that was shaking violently and suddenly sat up. An inexplicable sorrow and determination made me lose all my sleepiness. I slowly put away my stiff arms that were dark, erasing the wetness at the corners of my eyes.

Obviously, I dreamed of the experience of my ex again. It seemed that someone rescued me was suddenly sent a good person card and then refused to do so. I decisively gave the bento and abandoned it in the river and drifted with the flow.

In the end, it seemed that it was the pain and blow of major setbacks, coupled with the heartbreak of despair, which made him take the initiative to give up his will to survive, which led to my possession and rebirth, although there were more things that I couldn't remember for the time being.

Don't worry, no one can let me down without paying a price. No matter who she is, I secretly made such a vow to an unknown will.

Just like some kind of psychological comfort or relief, the last sense of incongruity in my body gradually disappeared with the gradually sensitive senses. Other memories slowly emerged like time retrospectives, including fragments of life and growth since childhood, full of tropical style hometown.

All kinds of thoughts and memories were intertwined in my mind, making people feel sleepy. The dancer's heart was still beating violently. I slowly got up, walked outside the shed, and began to release water in the cold night breeze.

Amid the snoring, a few dim flames shone out the outline of the camp.

In the vast darkness, human bodies were lying all over the ground. They were crowded together in a mess, on the cold and wet mud, relying on their body temperature to keep warm.

According to the observation and visual observation during the day, the defense here is not very rigorous. Even a puppet army fan like me who is between the mouth and the verification flow can see that this camp is not very qualified.

The crooked wooden fence was filled with gaps, not so strong, and there was no special guarding tower. There were only two people guarding each of the front and rear camp gates. And on that night, they had not moved for a long time as patrolers.

In this way, I would have the opportunity to escape from here? I looked at the dark night sky in my heart, as if freedom was enough.

I escaped the battlefield and right and wrong, looked for opportunities to secretly return to Luoyang, get back the reward I deserve, and then bought a boat to go south to Hainan. In this chaotic world, can I afford to play or hide? At least I can't see it.

In another memory I just recovered, I am located near the Annan Protectorate, on a warm and humid island with large forests and a large group of slaves. In addition to the occasional typhoons of two or three times a year, it can be said that the four seasons are like spring, and the stable and comfortable manor life is in peace and comfort.

As one of the many island vassals, even if there is a dispute, the scale of the conflict will not be too large. Compared with the long-lasting wars in Middle-earth, which often cost tens of thousands of thousands, it is really a slight witch.

With these material foundations, coupled with my knowledge as a time traveler, it is easy to create better conditions for enjoyment. At least, there are predecessors of time travelers, which have laid the groundwork for me. Whether it is a playboy who is bored in the territory, bullying men and women everywhere, or an experimental party who is addicted to interests and hobbies.

From then on, stay away from the war and these troublesome situations, live leisurely, and take a certain route to slowly change the world by opening up the harem and spreading offspring through the spread of the descendants. It is also a good choice.

I slowly took steps, bent down, focused my attention and strength on my toes, and crossed the piles of snoring like thunder or dreamy bodies.

But I am not a sneak expert. During this period, I encountered or scraped it down. Some inexplicable things were so snoring that it provided some cover for me. I could see the fire at the entrance of the camp without any changes or movements.

Suddenly, my body paused, and remembered that I had forgotten something, and at least I had to take some necessities, such as a wear-resistant bag and ration, as well as a cane and a folding knife. After the battle between heaven and man, I decided to go back.

Some small sounds made me stop again and slowly lower my body. Is it not just me who can't sleep at night?

Holding my breath and looking for the source of the sound, suddenly I saw a large shadow squirming at the edge of the fire not far away. I rubbed my eyes. It was not an illusion caused by shaking the fire, but a few human figures were really moving. They also hunched their bodies and carefully crawled over the sleeping human body on the ground.

I suddenly realized that according to the direction of my travel, their goal was to store horse materials and the shed where I was sleeping. I stopped again, hid my body behind a large urn that stored water, and then probed to continue observing.

As I slowly approached, with the fire cage in the camp, I could see that they were holding thick wooden sticks as firewood or obviously stones they picked up casually. They were obviously from the newly recruited refugees. The leader held a short knife and gently picked up the opening cloth, and then rushed in, poking and hitting them hard, and mumbling something in his mouth.

I couldn't help but let me sweat. It seemed that these thugs in the town had been chasing here and sneaking in to kill me.

After turning several thoughts, I felt that the other party's movement stopped. Obviously, I had already found something wrong. Finally, I made up my mind, stood up and shouted loudly, opened my voice and yelled.

"Someone wants to escape..."

Unfortunately, what responded to me was empty echoes and a few scoldings, and a terrified rush came out, looking around suddenly, wishing to peel off the skin and swallow bones.

I yelled again,

"There are thieves stealing the camp..."

This time, it was like a broken ripples. Some tents in the center of the camp began to make noises one after another, and all kinds of curses and insane howlings were disturbed by Qingmeng.

The attackers finally discovered the direction of the sound, but they seemed to have varying degrees of amblyopia. Even though they were separated by more than ten steps, they were still looking at me in a daze, but they couldn't find my existence. In the end, they had to grit their teeth and run out.

So I felt relieved, should I thank my fucking night blindness, and shouted again.

"There are assassins."

"It's gone..."

The effect seemed to be great this time. Suddenly, in the tent in the center of the camp, many shirtless and hairy people suddenly ran out, but they were all holding weapons, looking around in a sleepy and roaring.

"Where is the thief?"

"That dog thief barked..."

Then finally someone saw those who trampled and kicked hard, crossed the crawling crowds of people, and aroused screams and ran wildly, so the goal was clear.

"The Master couldn't sleep all night..."

The veteran walked out of the darkness, covered in full clothes, and stood beside me.

Looking at the water stains on my trouser legs, I smiled meaningfully and slowly turned around and left, which made me feel relieved involuntarily.

Back to the messy shed, I sat on the cut haystack, which was really a terrifying excitement for me, a modern human soul.

I slowly calmed down my mood, listening to the sound of some noise and wind coming from the night, and the noise of chasing and shouting came from the wind. After about half an hour of leaning on it, I was almost dozing off.

The camp gate was suddenly opened, and the crowds of snoring were also woken up by kicking and igniting. The gradually lit fire illuminated the pale faces of the sleepy crowd, dyeing their blank expressions with a layer of blood. From outside the open door, some scarred people were dragged from behind the horse and stumbled in.

“Hang them up…”

"Let everyone see it clearly..."

"These are the consequences of gathering people to escape..."

As the leader Jiang Yan gave an angry call, these attempted escapees were stripped naked, and then Jiang Yan's accompanying picked up several iron-covered sticks.

"Puff...."

In the dull and pole, the temporarily raised wooden poles quickly became bloody, but the begging and begging gradually disappeared. Looking at the leading people who were punished, I was not as calm as my expression. Obviously, the people who had been chasing me before were recruited.

Seeing their miserable situation, I felt like I was poured with ice water, my whole back was completely soaked in cold sweat, and there was a little sadness and joy.

Seeing their fate sadly, I suddenly realized that my escape plan was probably not so easy. I was happy that these people actually came to the army, but were sentenced for failing to escape that night, which was considered a potential hidden danger for me.
Chapter completed!