I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

    It was late at night, all the victims who had walked for a day had fallen asleep, and only the few who stayed to watch the night were still awake. They huddled together with their hands folded, yawning as they approached the fire.

    The tattered padded jackets couldn't stop the biting chill, and they wanted to sleep in the fire.

    The night watchmen didn't see it. They were guarding the fire. They were sleepy and didn't dare to sleep, for fear that they would not be able to wake up if they fell asleep.

    The phantom gradually revealed its true appearance. They all looked like humans, but with pale skin and red eyes, their bodies were pale cyan and translucent, and their faces were floating expressionlessly.

    These phantoms saw so many living people, with distorted smiles on their faces.

    "This is mine."

    "This is mine."

    The phantoms searched for their favorite prey, then lowered their heads and inhaled into the breathing port.

    A mass of white things came out of the noses of the victims in their sleep, like their souls. The phantom saw that the soul was more excited and sucked more strongly. Those white souls slowly came out, leaving only one tail hooked on the body.

    A phantom floated in front of An Yinong's car, and he sniffed intoxicated: "The scent of humans in here is so special... eh!"

    This phantom felt the danger, but it was too late, he exploded in place in an instant, and then an irresistible aura of powerful creatures enveloped the entire dock castle. The other phantoms turned pale in shock, and they almost fell to their knees.

    "Don't blame my lord, I was the one who offended me."

    Gu Zhengzhong appeared in front of the car, he played with the painted fan in his hand, and turned his head to see the people inside through the straw curtain. An Yinong almost woke up, holding the knife under the pillow.

    "It's really easy to provoke ghosts and ghosts. It's strange to be able to grow up safely for so many years."

    The light on the painting fan circulated, the surrounding phantoms made a sharp whistle, the space was distorted, and they were all swallowed up. Those souls that had floated out slowly retracted themselves.

    The night watchman, who was unaware, yawned: "It seems like a cold wind just blew?"

    Woke up the next day, the world was snow white, and the tents of the victims were covered with a layer of snow. There were cries from the crowd, who thought it was a dead person, but later learned that someone's horse died.

    The road was slippery on snowy days. Yesterday the horse slipped, and today it will not work.

    Those who were able to drive horse-drawn carriages to escape the famine were all wealthy households. An Yinong took a closer look and found that he was a mason in the village. His three sons all had the skills to eat. As long as they can settle down, such a family can quickly take root.

    "Dad, the horse is dead." The third son who was in charge of driving the car in the past cried very sadly. He has been taking care of this horse and has feelings.

    His father squinted his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles: "If you die, then die, kill, and everyone has a full meal."

    But the third son can't do anything.

    "I'll do it." The boss said, he picked up the knife and chopped directly at the horse's head. The taste of the meat attracted many people.

      In such weather, meat can be kept for a long time.

    Other people around them, openly or secretly, watched them kill horses and eat meat, swallowing saliva all the time, eyes like wolves.

    The horse's size is big, the family only leaves the meaty parts, the horse's head, bones, tail, hooves and internal organs are directly divided. Everyone has a share of horse meat, even An Yinong gets a bone with meat.

    "Dad, why did you give everything away? You can eat it." His eldest son complained a little.

    "If you don't eat it, you won't be able to keep other meat."

      The bowl was licked dripping.

    An Yinong was drinking the horse broth he had been given, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of those people who were about to move, and those people's eyes were staring at the remaining livestock.

    "Uncle, you must look after the cattle at home." He pretended to take a walk and went to wake up the village chief.

    The village chief is old and sophisticated, and after hearing this, he understands what it means. He instructed his two sons to keep an eye on their cattle and not allow others to approach. He himself stood beside the old cow, touched the bony old cow, and sighed.

    The food was exhausted along the way, and everyone started to eat what the livestock could eat. Where can there be more to feed to their own livestock?

    The livestock of every household are so thin that only skeletons are left, and I don’t know when they will fall down like the horses of that house and never get up again.

    Because of the loss of the horse, the family's car had to be pulled by three young men in the family. He had a lot of things, and the car often slipped. When it was pulled down one day, the shoulders of several sons were **** .

    To do this, they had to throw away something that was not so necessary.

    However, there are advantages. After that, the family can eat meat every day.

      If the orphan's 'Tian Xi' had so much meat, the people would be gone by now.

    "The atmosphere is so terrifying." The system shrank its head cowardly, "Why do they cook meat every day? How greedy?"

    When the family opened fire, the expressions of others around were very special. Can't tell, it's terrifying anyway. The system even thought that this group of people would take advantage of the night to kill and rob the family.

    "They want to eat things into their stomachs earlier, which can enhance their physical strength and eliminate hidden dangers earlier."

    Anyon had a smoked bacon sandwich in his mouth. Although it was cold, the fried egg and cheese slices in it were still soothing.

    Whenever the family cooks the horse meat, he will take out the food left behind. The aroma of the horse meat can mask the taste of most of the food.

    It has been almost a month since they escaped from the famine. It is said that they have walked more than 200 miles and are about to leave the disaster-stricken area and enter another prosperous southern province.

    But the problem also came, many people didn't have much food, and now they have started to eat bark.

    Eat the bark and can't expel it, the stomach is getting bigger and bigger, but the person is getting thinner and thinner. They have to pick with their fingers every day to barely survive.

    If one day, the bark is eaten up, will they start eating 'meat'? An Yinong didn't dare to think deeply.

    He put down the straw curtain and counted his food in the car.

    A bag and a half of fried flour, about 30 catties, half a bag of fried black beans, less than 5 catties, a bag of roasted multigrain cakes, 10 catties, and two bags of kudzu root powder, about 20 catties, in addition And a bag of persimmons.

    Having a cheating device, he didn't suffer a lot in fleeing the desert, at least psychologically speaking, he didn't have the sense of urgency that he would be starved to death. But looking at it along the way, he still inevitably developed a possessive appetite for food - the more food, the more reassuring he felt.

    "If there are no other accidents, it should be able to reach the destination smoothly." An Yinong touched the box full of food and breathed a sigh of relief.

    "You look like a squirrel hiding pine nuts for the winter."

    Appearing with the voice was the man with the aura of a famous nobleman. His robes were gorgeous and complicated, crowded in such a small space, it made people feel wronged.

    And An Yinong felt that he should be more wronged. When he designed this unicycle size, he didn't think to share it with another person(?).

    "Since you have enshrined me, you can make some requests. If I think it is possible, I will do it for you." Gu Zhengzhong covered half of his face with a fan and seemed to be smiling. "You don't seem to realize that you can rely on someone else."

    An Yinong lay on his side with one hand under the pillow: "That's good."

    "Is that all right?"

    "Hmm."

    An Yinong closed his eyes, his breathing became smooth, Gu Zhengzhong was not sure whether he fell asleep, this was the most unpredictable person he had ever seen. He seems to be able to deal with anything calmly and maturely, and he looks cold and alienated to the outside world, but he is actually very soft-hearted.

    "Why did you choose me?" An Yinong, who was 'sleeping', opened his eyes.

    Gu Zhengzhong smiled: "You haven't slept yet?"

    "How can you sleep when you stare at me like this?"

    Gu Zhengzhong lay down on his side, put his head on one hand, and looked down at An Yinong: "I should have killed you, but you are young and interesting, so I can't bear it."

    An Yinong was stunned.

    "Sleep."

    Gu Zhengzhong's sleeve had an intoxicating warm fragrance, An Yinong suddenly felt sleepy, he knew it was a bit abnormal, he reached out and grabbed the other's sleeve, but he couldn't hold it Close your eyes.

    "You look at me like I'm a person... I haven't been seen like this for a long time." Gu Zhengzhong also lay down, his long sleeves covering An Yinong's body , as if hugging him, "Because I forgive your sins, you are mine now."

    Those who have been lonely for too long in the dark want to lock them in the palm of their hands when they see the light.

    An Yinong, who woke up the next day, was very unhappy. Although he didn't say anything or show an angry expression, he knew that he was in a bad mood.

    Gu Zhengzhong sat upright with his incense box in his arms: "Are you angry?"

    "No."

    "Then you look at me?"

    An Yinong raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

    "Sure enough."

    “…”

    The car that An Yinong pushed was as light as a toy car, and when he was on his way, the wind and snow flew around his face, and he did not feel the cold winter wind all day. Grim.

    "Actually, this 'ghost' brother is not bad. If you don't have the host, will you forgive him?" The system said cold words.

    "Eat the grapes."

    Afterwards, An Yinong asked Gu Zhengzhong to cancel this special benefit, he didn't want to make himself more special. And what you get will always have to be paid back. What if you get too much and can't afford it? Be safe on your own.

    Gu Zhengzhong doesn't care, as long as there is a stick of incense every day, and the worshiper chats with him, he is a good talker.

    After two days, the snow stopped and the weather cleared up. An Yinong squinted his eyes and saw nothing but a vast expanse of whiteness. After a long time, his eyes still hurt. "Snow blindness?" He didn't quite understand either, so he could only lower his head and walk along the rut left by his predecessors.

    After the snow melted, the road became icy, and the vehicle slipped even more, and the car was often stuck in the mud, and it took a group of people a long time to pull it out.

    Today another mule cart got stuck in the muddy water, the skinny mule stopped in place and roared, it was strangled and bloody.

    An Yinong is very fortunate that he has widened and strengthened the wheels himself, so it is not so easy to get stuck.

    That night, the injured mule was stoned to death, and the first big fight broke out among the victims. The smashed victims killed the man of the family, robbed him of his belongings, and ran away, while the rest of the victims who had cars were in danger.

    The victims who have nothing, and the victims who have cars and livestock are in a vague opposition.

    Even An Yinong was targeted. He is alone, but has a very convenient unicycle with two auxiliary wheels.

    "Also, I heard him eating in it, clack clack, it's serious food..." The disaster victims in the dark looked at the car greedily, "There must be something in there."

    "I have been observing him, and although he is careful, he can still see the flesh on his arms. That is not the appearance of starvation." A teenager licked his mouth, "I know him, I to trick him out."

    The actions they thought were secret all fell into the eyes of An Yinong.

    "Host." The system opened its mouth.

    "Shh—" His hand touched the knife under the pillow, and a cruel smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, "If he dares to come, I will welcome him with a knife."