The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1396 - 1409: Days Favored by the Escape Boss (10)
Very quickly, the courtyard was occupied by a dark, viscous mass, the black, slippery rotten flesh forming a wall of meat that rapidly tightened, leaving Su Li trapped in the center, looking small, pitiful, and helpless.
These things got excited, even the upper half that had been tightly sticking to the ground stood upright, drooling a fetid slime.
But they seemed to be celebrating too soon. The human-snake at the very front suddenly stiffened, its twisting tail suddenly straightened like an iron rod, becoming rigid and firm.
This posture didn’t last long, like hitting a pause button, the next second it began to move again, except this time it acted as if scalded by boiling water, frantically whipping its tail around.
Under the slowly thinning moonlight, it could be seen that the human-snake’s thick snake body seemed to be covered with something, densely packed, and emitting faint crunching sounds like chewing.
One human-snake experienced this sudden change, followed closely by the second, and then the third one began to suffer the same fate.
At this moment, the bright moon in the sky was slowly obscured again by dark clouds, concealing the brutal scene in front, plunging the entire world into darkness once more.
No one knew how much time passed, perhaps a long while, or maybe just an instant, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and the shining starlight scattered across the sky.
Dew hung on Su Li’s lowered eyelids, and when she opened her eyes again, none of the vile things remained.
Except for the slippery marks on the yard’s ground, indicating that everything before was not a mere illusion.
In place of that, several small spots of light rose from the ground, flying towards Su Li, shooting directly into the stone bead that loomed on her spirit platform.
In the dominion in her hand, there was now purer faith power.
"Kneel and thank the Lord for helping us escape the boundless hell..."
Following a devout kneeling, several delicate yet youthful men and women sat cross-legged on the ground, indistinguishable from the believers in the stone bead.
Yawning, Su Li returned to the house, looking weary.
A night undisturbed, accompanied by the reemergence of insect chirping, and she entered a peaceful slumber, a night of good sleep.
Once the last sliver of Su Li’s door was closed, the bugs and ants that had poked their heads out of the ground returned to their nests.
While moving, they crawled crookedly like drunken men, their bodies visibly enlarging by a size.
Unfortunately, no one was there to observe the strange sights.
Early the next morning, just as the sky began to lighten, Xu Qingqing and Brother Zhao’s groups met each other on the narrow village paths.
The newcomers, disturbed by the nighttime commotion and unable to sleep, each had two huge dark circles under their weary eyes.
Brother Zhao was somewhat better than the newcomers; although he had been tense and anxious in the first half of the night, he managed to sleep quite well in the latter half.
But compared to Xu Qingqing, he was far inferior.
Xu Qingqing looked refreshed and full of energy, obviously having rested well.
This left Brother Zhao incredulous, widening his eyes, blurting out in bewilderment, "You didn’t die?"
Earlier, Brother Zhao hesitated about whether to rescue Xu Qingqing for weapons, but later, upon hearing intense noises outside, abandoned the thought altogether.
After all, wanting weapons was merely a survival necessity, but if it cost his life, no weapon would be worth it.
Based on last night’s noises, Brother Zhao thought Xu Qingqing’s chance of survival was less than one percent, yet she lived, without any harm.
Xu Qingqing hadn’t even had time to get angry at Brother Zhao’s thoughtless words when Xiao Nan, who silently walked beside her, suddenly raised his gloomy eyes, glaring fiercely at Brother Zhao.
Inexplicably, Brother Zhao shivered, feeling compelled to notice Xiao Nan.
He awkwardly said, "Xu Qingqing, you seem to get along well with the villagers here."
Unable to help feeling envy and jealousy, his past experiences taught him that if Ding Wei, an NPC, took a liking to someone, their survival chances increased significantly.
Moreover, seeing that villager Xiao Nan clutch tightly to Xu Qingqing’s sleeve, looking trusting and close.
Xu Qingqing cast a cold glance at the people before her, pulling Xiao Nan straight towards the direction Brother Zhao’s group came from.
"Qingqing, later I’ll talk to Fourth Aunt and have her prepare a room for you, you can stay at Aunt’s house tonight. Aunt’s house is the biggest and most comfortable in the village; you can stay here a while, although the village has little else, the scenery and landscapes are quite nice. Later, I need to tend to the cows, and I can accompany you to walk around outside..."
The male villager, who would at any moment explode in rage and change expressions, now seemed like a docile little puppy before Xu Qingqing, smiling sweetly.
Brother Zhao, with his mind racing, rubbed his hands together, disregarding Xu Qingqing’s cold stare, thick-skinnedly following behind.
The bewildered newcomers exchanged glances, unsure, asking each other, "Should we still go searching?"
"Do you dare to go?"
No, it was an obvious answer.
Following Brother Zhao is the only thread of safety they could cling to.
Seeing Brother Zhao tailing Xu Qingqing, the remaining people quickly hurried to follow.
The original plan to search for clues in the place assumed to have deceased individuals was forgotten by everyone.
Meanwhile, the supposedly dead Su Li woke naturally, leisurely tidied herself before lazily strolling out from the vacant room.
Coincidentally, she encountered a farmer carrying a hoe ready to head out, who, seeing Su Li, stared with an open mouth like he saw a ghost, hesitated briefly, then turned on his heel and fled, leaving the hoe on the ground.
Su Li slowly walked up to the hoe, gazing down at the ground.
Under the sun’s glare, rust gradually covered the hoe, as if left unused for a long time.
Su Li bent down to pick it up, following the path of that person casually.
How careless, the person forgot their hoe.
She might as well do a good deed and return it.
"You didn’t die?"
Seeing Su Li stroll leisurely by, Brother Zhao shouted out loud once again.
He felt as if his mind was not working; why were this batch of newcomers so formidable?
One by one, exceptionally strong.
Su Li frowned unhappily, "Are you cursing me?"
As luck would have it, the house of the villager who dropped the hoe lived right next to Fourth Aunt’s, separated by a low bamboo fence from where a man was peeking from behind a wall post.
Upon catching the man’s gaze, Su Li immediately left Brother Zhao, flashed a smile, and sprinted over.
"Uncle, you forgot your hoe."
Without waiting for the villager to open the door, Su Li acted like she owned the place, crossing the fence and heading inside.
