pain

It hurts very much

A split headache.

Opening his heavy eyes, the world in front of him became clear.

The room was a little dim!

What caught my eye was that the roof of some shabby thatched huts and several supported wooden beams could break at any time.

White spider webs scattered in the corners of the roof, and the whole room was filled with the pungent smell of moisture and thatch rotting.

Turning his head and looking to the left, a somewhat worn wooden door was tightly closed.

There was a dim light outside, and it came in through the crack in the door!

A somewhat old square wooden table, three small wooden stools, one of which was missing a leg.

All this made Yang Yiyun a little confused!

This strange environment, this unusual taste.

"Where am I?"

"who I am?"

"What am I going to do?"

A fatal three-game question!

However, the room was still the empty room.

No one responded.

Everything is quiet, quiet and a little terrifying.

Move your body a little.

Everything that should be there is still there.

Can still move.

I'm not dead!

I went into the mountains alone before, but unexpectedly when I was swearing.

When his feet slipped, he accidentally fell off the cliff a hundred meters, and then he lost consciousness when his eyes turned dark.

I looked at my body and touched it down, and was suddenly a little shocked.

My body has become smaller and my height has become shorter.

Looking around, there was no mirror?

Yang Yiyun quickly turned over and got out of the bed and opened the somewhat worn wooden door.

The light outside is not dazzling, but it also has a gloomy and greyness.

Outside the door is a small yard surrounded by wooden sticks and somewhat worn.

He saw what he was looking for at a glance, and quickly ran to the middle of the yard.

Looking at the handsome face reflected in the water tank, Yang Yiyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, my appearance has not changed much!

However, this face is a little bit tender, more like myself when I was eleven or twelve years old.

At this moment, my brain was a little confused, everything seemed to be in my mind, but I couldn't remember anything.

He looked up at the scene in front of him, then looked down at his body.

His soul is penetrated!

Looking a little further away, what caught my eye were some old yards, most of which were surrounded by wood.

Houses are all piled up with yellow soil and built up layer by layer.

Strangely, the whole village was silent, everything seemed to be completely asleep, and it was a bit scary.

Yang Yiyun walked out of the courtyard and the first thing he saw was the scary walls around the village.

I saw that the walls were all made of bluestone made of one material, ten feet high, and there were only some small holes for waiting and viewing on the wall.

Unconsciously walked towards the wall and looked out along a small hole.

Outside was a vast white mist, with a visibility of no more than two meters, and it was a bit strange.

Just when he was still trying to see other things outside the wall, a terrifying giant mouth instantly appeared in the hole in the wall.

Without any warning, it seemed to appear out of thin air, and then a cold and terrifying aura came towards us.

Yang Yiyun was so scared that she was sweating all over and retreated. She accidentally tripped and sat on the ground.

After being frightened, the information in his mind quickly emerged, and life scenes appeared in his mind.

Yushi Village!

The mother died of dysfunction!

My father died of hunting last night?

Ferocious beast!

...

Flowing messages filled the brain. Yang Yiyun rubbed his temples to relieve the pain.

This information is a bit large!

The name of this body is also called Yang Yiyun. Just last night, his father went out to hunt with the villagers.

However, he never came back after he went there, and his father died at the mouth of a ferocious beast.

Yang Yiyun cried bitterly in the middle of the night. His body was already weak, and with the excitement, he fainted.

When he woke up again, Yang Yiyun's consciousness was already on him.

Yang Yiyun in the previous life was an orphan. After living for the rest of his life, his father actually sacrificed his sacrifice to the sky again. It was really a tragic fate.

Outside the village where he lives is a dangerous world.

In Yang Yiyun's memory, he had never left Yushi Village in the past twelve years.

I can't imagine how he lived these twelve years.

Every time my father came back from hunting, he had more or less scars on his body, so he had a natural fear of the outside world.

As for why there are no people in the village, it is because they are all resting and sleeping.

They need to keep their energy and go out to hunt at night is their busiest time.

During the day, the white thick fog outside the village will continue to gather, and the villagers are in the thick fog and cannot see anything.

What's even more terrifying is that there are ominous things in the thick fog, and there is no possibility of survival when encountering them.

This tall wall was also prepared to block these things.

The villagers' food is all based on going out to hunt every night, and the flesh and blood of ferocious beasts is the basis for their survival.

Now Yang Yiyun's father died at the mouth of a ferocious beast, and the only thing he could rely on was his weak body.

Other villagers did not eat enough food for their own families, let alone helped Yang Yiyun for a long time.

This world may be pity that cannot make people eat enough, and only by living can you have hope.

Looking at this weak body, Yang Yiyun felt mixed feelings.

"God! Is it fun to let myself die again?"

Perhaps it was because I heard Yang Yiyun’s inner cry, or the Heavenly Dao felt a little indebted.

At this moment, a panel appeared in Yang Yiyun's mind:

Yang Yiyun

Initial Spirit Crystal is being activated (0/990)

Looking at this system panel, Yang Yiyun fell into deep thought.

Initial Spirit Crystal!

What is that?

Looking at the numbers behind, his stomach was a little uneasy, and the difference was that of Sanjiu's stomach spirit.

There is no comment or the sweet voice of the young lady of artificial intelligence.

No matter how I clicked this panel, he was still there, motionless, as stable as an old dog.

What about the legendary one-sword full-level?

Is it because I didn’t wave my knife that I must try every means to participate in the hunting at night?
To be continued...