After using a fresh lunch that is overdose.

Wang Wutian specifically called Wen Simin and Chen Yao to go out with him.

After leaving the yard, the three of them came to the small hill behind. Once upon a time, this was the farmland in the village, which was planted with wheat, corn, sweet potatoes and other crops.

But now, it is full of all kinds of strange and strange plants.

The leaves of plants of different colors, the thin mist like white veil, and the colorful flowers together render this place beautiful, like a fairy tale and dream world.

The only thing that makes people feel a little awkward is that there is a large land bundle in this area.

It looks like a tomb.

"Brother Wutian, what did you ask me and my mother to come here for?" Chen Yao looked at the scene in front of her, and was full of doubt.

Wen Simin stared blankly at the big earthbow not far in front of her, and a trace of inspiration flashed in her mind, as if she had figured out something, and asked in disbelief: "Xiaotian, this...can't this... this...?!"

"Aunt Wen, this is the place where I have found a peaceful sleep for Uncle Chen recently." Wang Wutian turned around and looked at the tomb that had been piled up for a few days, and explained simply: "The reason why I didn't inform you and Yaoyao at that time was that there were some small dangers here at that time and needed to be dealt with. Secondly, it was Uncle Chen's appearance at that time, well... it was a bit not very good-looking."

"In order to prevent any bad accidents, I will bury Uncle Chen's body by myself."

He spoke, and at the same time raised his right hand, the source of power was released, and the energy gathered into a blade.

He chopped off a piece of branches from a thick tree nearby, cut it down quickly, and made a simple wooden tombstone. He turned around and handed the blank wooden tombstone to Wen Simin.

He took out a small piece of chalk from his trouser pocket and handed it to Chen Yao.

"We are going to set out to leave here tomorrow morning."

"The situation outside is not clear, and the way forward is unknown. If we leave, maybe all of us will not come back here in the future. Before leaving, we will ask Uncle Chen's family to say goodbye to him and help Uncle Chen erect a tombstone in advance."

Wang Wutian turned around, looked at Chen Yao and Wen Simin who were already crying, and said in a deep voice: "I will stay nearby and create a safe environment for you."

"Xiaotian, thank you!" Wen Simin held back the sadness in her heart and said sobbingly.

Chen Yao next to her was already kneeling on the ground, her eyes red from crying.

Wang Wutian opened his mouth and said nothing after all. He sighed softly, then took a few steps back, turned around and jumped up to the branches, looking down at the surrounding scenes to prevent some snakes, insects, rats and ants from coming.

The white mist as white as a veil hides everyone's figures, making people feel as if they are in heaven.

However, his ears could clearly hear the sound of pain and sorrow from the fog, which made people cry when they heard it and felt sad.

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After dozens of minutes.

Chen Yao helped Wen Simin and walked out. As she walked, her fingers were still wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Wang Wutian's figure also appeared just right. He looked at the two of them with red eyes, endured their sad expressions, and was silent for a moment, and comforted in a low voice: "Aunt Wen, Yaoyao, please feel sorry for your sorrow, don't hurt your body too much."

"I guess Uncle Chen has a spirit in the sky, so he doesn't want to see you like this."

"The dead are gone, and the living are also required to survive."

"Well, thank you, Brother Wutian, I will live well, just treat it as living for my dad." Chen Yao whispered, but her eyes still couldn't hide the sadness and pain, and the deep longing.

He looked listless.

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As night fell, everyone stayed together to rest after dinner.

The candidates for the vigil are two male evolvers, Zhongli Hongyi and Wang Wutian. Each of them keeps the middle of the night, takes turns to rest, and others sleep safely to ensure a good mental state after getting on the road the next day.

One night passed in a flash.

When the sky was still dark, Wang Wutian greeted Zhongli Hongyi, and then went out alone. With his superb and experienced hunting methods, he caught two gray-haired rabbits and came back.

Rabbits are ordinary rabbits, neither evolvers nor monsters among animals.

However, this body size is a bit scary, comparable to some adult Tibetan mastiffs, especially the furry long legs that are as thick as adult thighs, and the muscle-knitted posture is like a bodybuilder.

Wang Wutian had no doubt that the rabbit legs could kick the person to death with one kick.

"The animal has become so big that the oxygen concentration in the forest will definitely not be low."

"I don't know if my parents' aging physical condition now can withstand this concentration of oxygen?"

He sighed secretly, but Wang Wutian’s movements in his hands were not slow.

Remove the rabbit skin, throw away the internal organs, wash it a little, cut it over and chop it into clean water, sprinkle ginger, garlic and chopped green onion, start making a fire to cook rabbit broth, and prepare breakfast before you set off.

Du Yingying, Du Yue and others took out the thick clothes prepared and the simple boots made by sewing, each of them. They can not only use them to resist the coldness in the forest, but also act as a layer of simple armor for removing force when attacked.

The long tube structure of the long boots prevents some poisonous insects, rats and ants in the forest to a certain extent, from getting into the clothes from their ankles.

Each person has one weapon, and the jam is on the side of the thigh, and its size and shape are similar to that of a pig-killing knife.

Very suitable for slashing hard.

Those special drinks that supplement cell life activity and mental power were uniformly packed by Wang Wutian into the previously cleaned pesticide box at home, and were prepared for Yan Mengji to carry it on her back for a while.

The food eaten on the road during the day was sealed in mud balls, put in a basket, and handed over to Zhongli Hongyi on his back.

Everyone else will go into battle lightly.

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After a quick breakfast.

Wang Wutian put his sword on his legs, held a spear in his hand, and walked in front to open the way. Yan Mengji lived in the middle of the team, with Zhongli Hongyi at the end, and the rest were arranged in the middle of the three, protecting them.

After leaving the yard, he glanced at the person who was really willing to come, and a kind smile appeared on the corner of Wang Wutian's mouth.

He whispered to Chen Yao and others: "You guys wait for me here, I'll collect a debt."

Then in the blink of an eye, Wang Wutian's figure disappeared into the thick fog, rushed directly into the homes of the remaining people who had not come, beating them all to death, leaving no living mouth.

In his opinion.

In this lack of food, giving them living food is equivalent to saving their lives.

Then he took back his things, which would be like killing their entire family.

It's just an equivalent exchange.
Chapter completed!