After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Two dried corpses were hung on the banyan tree at the entrance of Xiejia Village, swaying slightly.

The crow stopped at the body and pecked at the corpse, and occasionally croaked to convey its happiness to humans, or to warn humans not to get close to its territory.

Fungus grew on the wood under the banyan tree, but there was a rotting corpse sitting on the wood with its back against the big tree.

The fungus has grown, which means it rained some time ago.

Unfortunately, there wasn't much rain, so the ground was dry but the pond was filled with water.

In addition to these three bodies, there are also three old men with crutches, stooped bodies, and exuding a dead air.

They sat side by side in the open space a few meters away from the banyan tree, with their backs against the wall.

They were like dead people, sitting there quietly, not knowing whether they were looking at the three corpses or the walking Xiangjia villagers.

The house behind them was uninhabitable, the ground was overgrown with weeds, and the smell of putridity filled their nostrils.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Ci felt chills running down his spine. The village seemed deserted with only the three of them left.

"Hey."

A hoarse and weak voice sounded, like a ghost that climbed up from hell to seek life, and was giving you a warning. Xiang Ci's scalp was numb when he heard it.

Who, who's talking?

Xiang Ci looked around in panic, and saw Mr. Xiang taking two steps forward, and said to the three old men in Xiejia Village: "We are leaving, do you want to follow us?"

One of the old men raised his weak hand and shook it: "No."

Xiang Ci recognized this voice. It was the voice that sounded like a life-threatening ghost that sighed just now.

It turned out to be the old man. She patted her chest quietly to comfort herself, don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

Mr. Xiang said: "Okay, please pay attention to yourselves, we are leaving."

The old man asked: "Are you going to the capital as well?"

Mr. Xiang answered seriously: "Yes."

The old man showed no expression: "It's okay to leave, I can't survive here anymore."

Mr. Xiang smiled bitterly: "Yes, it would be great if we also left when Xie Li was leaving."

He wouldn't wait until everyone was so hungry before leaving, but the villagers didn't agree, so what could he do.

And at that time, the sun was no longer hot and everything was calm again, so they thought everything was calm again.

Unexpectedly, two months later, heavy snow suddenly fell.

Even during the day, many people still froze to death.

The grain was frozen to death by the heavy snow before it was ripe.

They worked desperately to collect food, and some villagers froze to death on the way to collect food.

Finally, when the freezing snow melted and the weather improved, the whole village agreed to flee north.

They are really afraid that if they don't leave now, what if there is a severe drought and then a severe cold? What will they do then?

With nothing to gain, they really can't withstand the second wave.

It's better to take advantage of the fact that there is still a ration of food and walk north by the roots of weeds and trees on the roadside, and only one person can survive.

The only way to stay here is to die.

The old man said: "I really want to wait until the day Li Zheng and the others come back."

"But, it's impossible."

"Xiang Lizheng, have a safe journey."

Mr. Xiang nodded slightly at the old man: "Okay, I will, and you guys should take care of yourself."

This "take care" is just a mantra and has no meaning.

Xiang Ci looked at the three old men. They were really impressive for persisting for so long.

Just as he was thinking this, the two old men next to the old man staggered and fell to the ground motionless.

Xiang Ci was startled when she heard the old man say: "I finally starve to death! It's okay to starve to death. I'm very envious. Now I'm the only one left in the village."

He couldn't help but chuckle twice: "If you die, you will die. You can't bury it on the spot. You can go."

Mr. Xiang couldn't abandon the villagers to dig holes for them to bury the bodies. He left.

Xiang Ci felt that the old man's back seemed to be a little softer. Was he grieving for the fragility of life?

But in the next breath, the old man straightened his back again and strode forward.

He cannot fall until he reaches his destination.

Xiang Ci walked forward with the villagers, passing through villages one after another. Each village was desolate and desolate.

There were still people in every village. When they saw them leaving, they also carried their belongings and joined the team to move forward with all their strength.

From their conversation, Xiang Ci learned that some fled north early, while others stayed in the village.

The people who stayed in the village regretted not escaping earlier, just like them now, but it shouldn't be too late to take advantage of this moment to escape.

But if you don’t escape, you may not be able to escape later.

All the way to Yujia Village, the team that was originally four to five hundred people had grown to seven or eight hundred people.

There are also wandering villagers in Yujia Village.

Xiang Ci saw that the Yu family villagers took a few steps back in horror when they saw them.

She saw Yu Yuanhang and recognized him.

The once delicate and thin boy now looked even thinner, with long and long hair.

There was an ugly centipede-like scar on his face, which spanned from his left eyebrow to the bottom of his right face.

It looked like he had been hacked with a knife, but he was lucky and survived instead of dying.

Yu Yuanhang's eyes were cold and violent, and he stared at the team coldly. When he recognized Xiang Xinbai in front of him, the cold and violent energy in his eyes slowly dissipated.

He walked towards Xiang Xinbai without hesitation: "Are you trying to escape?"

Xiang Xinbai said coldly: "Yes."

"Then let's join you." Yu Yuanhang didn't care about Xiang Xinbai's attitude, "Let's take care of each other."

Xiang Xinbai didn't say anything, and Yu Yuanhang didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he said to the standing villagers, "Go pack your things and leave. Hurry, no one is waiting for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers ran home.

Xiang Ci looked at this scene and was extremely surprised.

It seems that the knife on Yu Yuanhang's face made him stand up and gained a reputation for being fierce, making the villagers fear him and listen to his words.

Yu Yuanhang hurried home and when he came out, he was pulling a cart.

In addition to the necessities on the cart, there was also Yu Lizheng who had a broken leg.

His left calf was chopped off below the knee, leaving his trousers empty.

Even if he is still alive in this situation, he is also awesome.

At this time, he was struggling and growling with red eyes: "I won't leave, keep me here. You go quickly and put me down."

Following the cart were Yu Yuanhang's mother, sister and brother, carrying bundles and comforting Yu Lizheng with red eyes as he told him not to make trouble.

Yu Lizheng was as thin as a skeleton, his lips trembling with grief and anger, but he couldn't curse anymore. He just grabbed the cart and struggled to turn it over.

Mr. Xiang came over and said calmly: "If you don't want your family to waste too much energy, why don't you just lie down?"

"I can't pull you anymore. If the food is gone, I'll throw you away. Don't make trouble at this time."

Yu Li was looking at Mr. Xiang with a pale face, lying back, raising his hands to cover his eyes, tears rolling down his face.

Xiang Ci, an outsider, couldn't tell what it felt like. He could only watch quietly, not knowing how many people were left in Yujia Village?