Apocalypse Arrival - chapter 223

Xiao Lu walked in the middle of the team. He had pale complexion after months of not being in the sun. He could be described as haggard, and panicked eyes were covered by his wet half-length hair.

There were people everywhere, and the too noisy voices and the too bright sunlight made his heart uneasy.

He lived with the decaying corpses for several months in a silent world, and returned to the bustling and noisy world overnight, and felt a sense of discomfort.

“Xiao Lu, are you Xiao Lu?” A gray-haired old man separated the crowd. He looked up and down at the scrawny boy in front of him, with a look of excitement, “You child, you are still alive. Wife, Wife, come. Look, it’s Xiao Lu.”

An elderly woman squeezed out of the crowd. With her old hands, she grasped the thin hands of the teenager, tears appeared in her cloudy eyes.

“It’s great that you are still alive, Xiao Lu. If you hadn’t tried to block the demonized Ah Cheng at the beginning, none of us would have been able to escape from the village.”

Xiao Lu finally recalled from the chaotic memory that the two old people in front of him were his two neighbors next door.

“You… Why are you here? Is there… anyone else?” He hadn’t spoken for months, his voice was dry and unpleasant.

“There are so many people in the village, and only a dozen of us were able to escape in the end. We are all living in the shed in front,” the old woman wiped a tear from the corner of her eyes and pointed to a dilapidated shack not far away.

“Xiao Lu, why did you get so thin? Didn’t you find anything to eat?” She flipped through her shoulder bag and found the only black steamed bun, which she put into the teenager’s hand, “Hurry up and eat. A child so beautiful before, if your parents see you now, they will be sad.”

Xiao Lu stood in the middle of the crowded road, looking down at the black and hard food in his hand.

As long as he was willing to walk out of this room, he still had a chance to get sunshine.

He remembered what the man who pulled him out of the darkness had said to him.

“Met an acquaintance?” Ye Peitian patted him on the shoulder, “Let’s go. Come back to the residence with us first, you can get used to the new environment slowly.”

Everyone returned to their residences, and the green courtyard before departure was a mess.

Yue Wenhua was wounded, the corners of his mouth were bruised, and he curled up on the ground. The shackles on his wrists were tightened due to excessive struggling.

“What’s the matter?” Chu Qianxun frowned and looked at Song Ping, who also had a blue nose and a swollen face.

“Leader Chu, I blame my nephew for being ignorant.” Song Sanqian, who just arrived, smiled at Chu Qianxun, “He didn’t take good care of your prisoner, and argued with some of the church priests on the base. There was a little conflict.”

“I didn’t ask you, let Song Ping speak,” Chu Qianxun interrupted him.

Song Ping looked at his uncle, hesitated for a moment, and told the truth.

“What?! Dedicating a living person to demons?”

“For your own safety, you trade with demons like this?”

Yan Xue and Gao Yan were furious.

“So, did you all give such an ordinary child directly to the Blasphemers’ lair?” Ye Peitian’s voice was both icy and cold.

“We couldn’t do anything.” Song Sanqian frowned, “You don’t know, those Blasphemers live in underground lairs spreading in all directions. It’s hard to wipe them out. Rather than rushing into the base to kill us, it’s better to be nice to them and reach a negotiation.”

“That is, they can still understand human words, and other demons want to talk…” His voice became smaller under Ye Peitian’s cold eyes, and finally he couldn’t speak.

Chu Qianxun sneered and said, “You are a farm that voluntarily supplies demons? The surrounding bases are all destroyed. They are really clever. This was to keep you and feed on you bit by bit. Uncle Song, yes, for you, as long as you don’t die, could you live a day count as a day?”

Song Sanqian’s face turned pale.

Chu Qianxun clearly knew that with the emergence of intelligent demons, more people with unpredictable intentions would begin to secretly trade with demons. For their own benefit, they did not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of their compatriots, and they made dirty deals with demons.

Sometimes, the damage caused by these people was no less than the impact of demons on humans.

A little boy hurriedly ran in the courtyard. He was sweaty and ran so fast that he almost stumbled on the threshold.

“Brother, where is my brother?”

He hurriedly grabbed other people’s clothes and asked in a panic, hoping to hear an answer that would make him feel at ease.

The people avoided his eyes, unable to bear to tell the truth.

The boy stood alone in the courtyard for a while, his arms trembling slightly.

Suddenly he thought of something, raised his head, and ran all the way to Ye Peitian and others, “Big brother, have you seen my brother?”

The little boy had a hint of expectation on his hastily and horrified face.

However, the elder brother in shackles who helped them before, didn’t open his eyes and ignored him. Brother Ye, who served them food by himself, also avoided his sight.

He took a step back, vaguely knowing what was going on.

In the end, Song Ping gritted his teeth, “Feiyu, Feiqi was chosen as a sacrifice, and he was sent to…North Cave in the morning.”