I said I would turn back time

Lin Xing, who was riding on the horse, sighed in his heart at this moment: "I have encountered so many bandits these days, but not even one can kill me. This is the disadvantage of getting stronger and stronger."

Although with the activation of time reversal, Lin Xing knew that his unnecessary memories would become more and more numerous, even interfering with his original memories.

But about this... he is only troubled, but not afraid of it. On the one hand, it is naturally because the process is still very slow, and on the other hand, because he knows that fear is useless.

He still plans to continue to make good use of his superpowers, because he knows that only by gaining enough strength can he find solutions to his own problems in this world.

And using time to turn back time to continuously become stronger is still the most advantageous path in Lin Xing's current view.

So at this moment, he is still willing to embrace death, fight life and death battles back in time, and constantly hone his skills.

…

Deep in the mountains, Liangjiazhai.

The village that was once bustling with people is now only desolate.

A large number of cultivated fields nearby have been abandoned due to lack of manpower.

Almost all the people still living in the village are old people in their late seventies. It has been a long time since I saw a young person.

Late that night, Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu walked all the way to Liangjiazhai. This was the first village they finally encountered where there were still living people and they could rest.

So the two planned to rest here for one night and continue their journey tomorrow.

When they arrived at an old woman's home, when Jing Shiyu took out five taels of silver and gave it to her, the old man received them warmly.

As soon as she arrived in the guest room, the puppet girl lay down on the bed with the cat doll in her arms, and said coldly: "I'm so exhausted! I'm going to bed first."

Looking at the motionless puppet girl lying on the bed, Jing Shiyu looked at Lin Xing thoughtfully and said, "Don't she need to eat something?"

Lin Xing shook his head and said no, while Jing Shiyu looked at the puppet girl with more and more amusement.

After a while, the old man brought some pickles and steamed buns, and Jing Shiyu asked: "Old man, do you have any wine?"

The old woman smiled bitterly and said: "Where can you get wine in this remote country? Let the three of you just have it."

Jing Shiyu sighed, seeming to be still regretting the lack of wine, while Lin Xing asked curiously: "I see there aren't many people in this village anymore?"

The old woman said helplessly: "Well, the young people were either dragged away to fight by Marshal Zhao (Zhao Tianlong), or they ran outside to find a way out. The only ones left in the village are us old men waiting to die." Something."

Lin Xing asked: "Can't we plant the fields outside?"

The old woman sighed: "The field tax collected by the Marshal is too high. If we can't afford to plant it, we can only leave it uncultivated..."

After chatting for a few words, the old woman left to rest, while Jing Shiyu and Lin Xing began to have dinner.

But as soon as Lin Xing picked up a steamed bun and was about to swallow it, Jing Shiyu stopped him.

"You really have no experience in the world of martial arts. How can you eat food outside so casually?"

Jing Shiyu picked up the steamed buns and pickles and rubbed them together, then stuck out his tongue and licked and sipped them.

Then I saw her vomiting out: "Sure enough, the ingredients are added."

…

In a workshop somewhere in Liangjiazhai.

A strong fishy smell was constantly coming out of the room.

Amidst the shivering sound, an old man was seen carefully cutting a piece of dried finger with a kitchen knife.

Looking at the fewer and fewer fingers, the old man couldn't help but lick his mouth: "This is the last piece of meat."

The old man who was making soup next to him chuckled and said, "Aren't there three more people who have moved in today? Once they are all cut and put into the pot, it will be enough for us to eat for a long time."

The sound of boiling water came from around him, and from time to time, he could see large pieces of human bones disappearing in the undulating soup.

The old man who cut the meat licked his lips again, nodded and said, "I heard there are two girls. The girls are good and their meat is soft."

After hearing this, the old man who made the soup seemed to have a strong desire in his eyes: "Give me the breast meat, I just want to eat fat meat."

At this moment, there was a creaking sound behind them. When they turned around, they saw that the old woman delivering food was coming back.

The old woman said happily: "The drugged dishes have been given to them. We will do it when they fall asleep at night."

The old man who cut the meat nodded repeatedly: "Call everyone here. Let's eat the rest of the meat first. When we are full, we can work better."

So the woman hurried out to call for help. Finally, a total of eight old people sat at the dining table. Their eyes were glowing green, and they watched hungrily as the old woman divided a small piece of meat into their hands.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened with a bang. The old people turned around in shock and saw Jing Shiyu slowly floating in under the influence of invisible spiritual thoughts, with her long hair floating up and down behind her.

"A bunch of old thieves, did they eat human flesh on my head?"

An old man roared angrily, picked up the hatchet beside him and was about to slash at Jing Shiyu, but the next moment he flew out.

His chest seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible giant hammer, which was flattened and deformed. Then he spit out a large mouthful of blood mist and fell to the ground.

Although the remaining old men looked shocked, they all stood up one by one, picked up the manure forks, hoes, sickles and other farm tools beside them, and roared towards Jing Shiyu.

Looking at these old people with green eyes and ferocious faces, Jing Shiyu frowned and blew their heads off one after another with a single sweep of his spiritual thought.

Lin Xing, who was standing next to her, couldn't help frowning and said, "Just beat him to death, don't leave it everywhere."

Jing Shiyu snorted and said, "If you don't blow your head off, what if you don't die?"

However, despite Jing Shiyu's words, the heads of the next few old people did not explode after all. They were only twisted around and fell to the ground.

Lin Xing's eyes swept across the various human bones, broth, and even heads in the room... He sighed secretly in his heart: "There are so many lunatics in the mirror world, and I haven't met a few good people along the way."

The last old woman delivering food fell to the ground, looking at the corpses on the ground and Jing Shiyu floating in the air, with fear and despair: "Witch! You witch! Kill such a There are so many people, you have to die a good death!"

Jing Shiyu looked curiously at the bone in the other person's hand and asked, "If you have any other support, please bring it out together."

The old woman smiled miserably and raised what looked like a thigh bone, screaming: "You all have to die! You all have to die!"

Jing Shiyu snorted coldly, and the next moment the old woman's head turned 360 degrees, and then she fell to the ground with a thud.

After killing all the old people, Jing Shiyu turned around and left: "Let's go, it's getting late, go to bed quickly so we can travel tomorrow."

When the two returned to the room, they saw the puppet girl still lying motionless on the bed, as if she was fast asleep.