After wearing a beautiful proton

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Amao's death was unexpected. One moment he was alive and kicking, and the next moment he was separated forever. Fate always plays tricks on people like this.

It was not the first time Dongfang Li had come into contact with death, but the torment of being unable to breathe still followed him everywhere, tormenting him every moment.

"You are obviously a coward, why did you come forward, you are so useless, you can't even save your own life, and you still want to save others, why are you so stupid..."

Dongfang Li hugged Amao's body tightly, pressed his cold thin lips against his ear, and murmured to himself.

Standing behind him, Zhao Changling couldn't see his expression clearly, but he also knew that Dongfang Li was crying suppressedly, and the veins on his neck were bulging, as if they would burst in the next second.

Zhao Changling let out a foul breath, took Miaozi's hand, embraced his thin body, and gently covered his eyes with his right hand.

Miaozi didn't know, so she opened the big hands on the eyelids, raised her head, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with brother Amao? Is he not feeling well?"

Zhao Changling was taken aback when he heard the words, his heart was so painful that it was hard to breathe, but with an ugly smile, he said bluntly: "He...he fell asleep..." He will never wake up again.

Zhao Changling watched on tiptoe, afraid that the living dead in the village would attack again.

Fortunately, although Dongfang Li was deeply saddened, he understood the general situation, and quickly calmed down, carrying Amao's body on his back, and walked up the mountain step by step.

From the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, the distance is not far, but it seems to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains. Some people go down the mountain, but they can never go back.

The heavy rain poured down, and the rain slapped mercilessly on every inch of the earth, wantonly venting the dissatisfaction in my heart.

Dongfang Li walked in the forefront, without saying a word, moved his feet with difficulty, and soon climbed out of the cave.

Uncle Zhong, who was standing guard at the entrance of the cave, was finally relieved when he saw them coming back from the rain. He hurried out in the rain, stepped on the mud, and cursed:

"Little bastard, where have you been? It's still raining heavily outside, you don't want to die!"

The more Uncle Zhong said, the more angry he became. He just left for a while, and when he came back, he happened to see the backs of the three of them going down the mountain, and his hands and feet were shaking with fright.

However, after all, he was too old to catch up, and he didn't want to tell others, lest the villagers blame them for their misconduct.

Fortunately, he finally saw these children come back safely!

Uncle Zhong was both surprised and happy, like a happy child in the heavy rain, but happiness does not spread every time.

At this time, Uncle Zhong saw that they were silent, their faces were terribly gloomy, and he vaguely felt something was wrong in his heart. Even Dongfang Li, who had always been chattering, didn't speak, obviously something was wrong.

Uncle Zhong glanced at Dongfang Li, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with Amao? Why are you carrying him behind your back?"

Dongfang Li opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, and silently glanced aside, not daring to look into Uncle Zhong's eyes.

Uncle Zhong watched him grow up since he was a child, and it was the first time he saw him so silent, and asked tentatively: "Ah Mao is injured? Just say it straight, I promise I won't scold you!"

"Amao...Amao..." Dongfang used his strength to support the body on his back, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Zhong...Amao is dead..."

"What?" Uncle Zhong was a little puzzled, did he hear wrong?

Dongfang Li took a quick look at him, and couldn't help but took a step back, as if he wanted to run away, but he didn't dare to move.

Uncle Zhong glanced at him, hesitated to speak, then looked at Zhao Changling and Miaozi with a frown, and asked in a daze, "Amao...is he dead?"

"Amao is dead?!" Uncle Zhong's tone suddenly became high, and the next moment, he yanked off Amao's body.

Dongfang Li was slammed by him and nearly fell down, but his hands couldn't use his strength for a while, and Amao's body fell to the ground.

Seeing the young man lying on the ground without a sound, without a single heave in his chest, Uncle Zhong was terrified, staggered back a few steps, pointed at Mao, and asked angrily:

"This, this, this... What the hell is going on? What's going on!!"

Dongfang Li didn't dare to lie to him, so he explained the cause and effect of the matter clearly in a few words.

Uncle Zhong heard that the living dead at the foot of the mountain almost ran up the mountain, knowing that they had caused a catastrophe, he was overwhelmed with fear, grabbed Dongfang Li by the collar, threw him heavily to the ground, kicked and punched him, It seemed as if he would be discouraged by beating him to death.

Dongfang Li fell into the rain, allowing half of his body to be soaked in the sewage, but he didn't dare to move a little bit. His body hurt, but his heart hurt even more, and he almost couldn't breathe.

If... just die like this, it's not bad...

Thinking of this, Dongfang Li slowly closed his eyes.

Zhao Changling saw Uncle Zhong's attack was merciless, and he couldn't just stand by, so he grabbed his wrist, shook his head and said, "If you continue to beat him, Ali will die."

Uncle Zhong paused, and saw him curled up on the ground, his cheeks were blurred by his messy hair, his thin side face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his nose was suddenly sour.

Uncle Zhong quickly wiped his cheeks, choked up and said, "You...you can do it yourself..."

Zhao Changling put down the sobbing Miaozi, pulled Dongfang Li up, pulled Amao's body, and carried it on his back.

Uncle Zhong sighed up to the sky, touched his cheek again, waved his hand and said, "That's all, you guys leave here quickly, if it's late, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Dongfang Li's swaying body trembled suddenly, and he asked in a daze, "You...you drove us away?" Why?

Uncle Zhong quickly glanced at the entrance of the cave, seeing that no one noticed them, he quickly explained:

"There are living dead people in the village. Many villagers say that it is because we have offended the gods and we have to sacrifice to the gods in order to get rich!"

"Worship to God?" Dongfang Li asked indifferently.

Uncle Zhong stomped his feet and reprimanded: "Why don't you understand? Of course you have to sacrifice virgins to the gods. You have made a big mistake, aren't you the best candidates?"

Dongfang Li's breath stopped, and he looked at Uncle Zhong in shock, but he couldn't see the meaning of joking from his eyes.

In this era, the people respect and believe in the gods, and the chaos in the Yue Kingdom is not a divine punishment from the wrath of the gods?

Hearing this, Zhao Changling was also a little touched. If the villagers in Qiaotou Village really wanted to offer sacrifices to the heavens, Dongfang Li and Miaozi were indeed the best candidates. After all, they almost put the survivors in danger.

Zhao Changling tugged on Dongfang Li's sleeve, signaling him not to be dazed anymore, if he really wanted to escape, now is the best time, after all, the villagers haven't heard about it yet.

However, Dongfang Li obviously didn't understand these twists and turns, or he didn't believe that the villagers were so ruthless that they treated human life as nothing.

Therefore, Dongfang Li pushed it away, ignored his shout, and rushed into the cave holding his strength.

"Ally! Ali, come out!" Uncle Zhong shouted while chasing after him, for fear that he would become overheated and do irreparable stupid things.

Sure enough, Uncle Zhong's worries were not groundless.

When Dongfangli found his father and told him about it one by one, the surrounding village names were all shocked!

They watched carefully, pointing at Dongfang Li and talking about it, the malice in their eyes was undisguised, what's more, they had already sneaked out of the cave to watch, for fear that the living dead would come up.

Seeing everyone pointing and pointing, Dongfang Xiong rushed forward angrily, and slapped Dongfang Li on the cheek in front of everyone, Lei Ting cursed angrily:

"You bastard! Don't you know how much you have? This time, you ran down the mountain to save Miaozi, and almost attracted the living dead. What about next time?!"

Dongfang Li's cheek was in severe pain, and the smell of blood was spreading in his mouth. His mind could no longer think, why...why did he hit him?

Dongfang Xiong has a bad temper and is known to be majestic. Seeing that he was silent, he slapped him hard again, and angrily said: "You have acted recklessly, and you still don't know how to repent. This time, I will beat you to death!"

Before he finished speaking, Dongfang Xiong pulled a rattan cane from the side of the cave wall, and beat him mercilessly all over his body.

"Crack! Crack..." The beating sounded again and again in the cave, and soon, Dongfang Libian was bloody and bloody.

However, even though Dongfang Li gasped in pain, he still didn't dodge or dodge, just lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and kept enduring.

The surrounding villagers were also taken aback by Dongfang Xiong's ruthlessness. They didn't dare to shout any more and discussed in low voices:

"Dongfang Xiong is really ruthless..."

"That's right, he's also my son anyway, and he's beaten up like this!"

"Hmph, what do you know? Dongfangxiong loves to put on a show, who knows if he's acting..."

"It's not like acting, it's my own son, what's the need?"

"Why is it unnecessary? If you don't beat yourself to death now, your heart will only hurt if you become a sacrifice..."

As soon as these words came out, there was a complete silence in the cave, even the sound of the rattan whipping the gun disappeared.

Worshiping the sky is something they tacitly do, but they don't want to discuss it publicly.

At this time, Tie Niu pushed aside the crowd, and surrounded by three or five strong men, walked forward swaggeringly, looked Dongfang Li up and down, sneered and said, "Speak, keep talking, why did you stop?"

Seeing that the visitor was not friendly, Dongfang Xiong silently stopped his movements, his strong muscles tensed, and his sharp eyes stared at him without blinking, as if he was seizing the opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the enemy!

Tieniu was stared at by his bottomless eyes, and for a moment he seemed to see a fierce tiger and beast, and his hair stood on end.

But Tieniu hated Dongfang Xiong so much, it was because he used disgraceful means to become the village head by chance, which caused his father to die of depression.

Now, Tieniu has finally caught Dongfang Xiong's handle, and will never let him go no matter what!

Tie Niu spit out thick phlegm contemptuously, pulled his skirt, and asked dismissively: "Old dog Dongfang, how do you plan to solve the matter of your son killing Ah Mao?"

Without waiting for Dongfangxiong's answer, Tieniu rushed to say: "You are people with foreign surnames, you will die when you die, but Amao is a decent villager in our Qiaotou village, so you can't die in vain!"

Dongfang Xiong stared at him with sharp eyes, and asked loudly: "Stop talking nonsense, what do you want? Tell me!"

Tieniu snorted coldly, spread his hands, turned innocently to the surrounding villagers, and said triumphantly, "You all heard that, the old dog asked me what I want!"

Tieniu spit out another mouthful of thick phlegm, and asked back through gritted teeth: "I want your son to pay for his life! Do you dare?"

"Don't you bully people too much?!"

Tieniu pointed at Dongfang Xiong and shouted: "I just want to bully you today, what's wrong? Dongfang old dog, I warn you, I've been unhappy with you for a long time!"

Dongfang Xiong took a few steps forward, like a lone wolf ready to go, roaring disdainfully: "There are so many people who refuse to accept me, who are you?!"

"you you……"