Two days later, the staggering team finally arrived in front of a long-abandoned ruin. Judging from the appearance, this place should have been a small town where the ancients lived. But now, it has become a scattered residence for the Liuyun Girls to spend the cold winter.

A rather spacious and tall building is where the Huang Manyun tribe live. Compared with other dilapidated houses, it is obviously much more tidy. Although the cold wind blowing through the windows brings coldness, the thick doors and hard walls at least block the invasion of too much cold air. From the outside, this should be the place where the ancients perform some kind of religious ritual. Many strange statues of inexplicable illustrate this point. A plaque hanging high on the porch clearly states "The Great Hall", which tells Tianxiang clearly that this is an ancient temple. "This is the place where God lives." Combining the information in his mind and his own understanding, Tianxiang quickly came up with such an explanation that belonged to him. Although, until now, he still did not understand that "God" did not seem to have any help to these poor women who were hiding in his residence.

Just as his steps entered the temple hall, Tianxiang couldn't help but frown slightly. He felt that the uneasiness and irritability that disturbed him along the way continued to churn in his brain. It seemed that the insect brain with strong premonition ability had found something here... On the flat green brick and stone floor, a thin layer of dry grass was scattered. In a corner of the empty temple, it was like a stack of leewards, surrounded by a group of women in messy clothes. They were tied with cloth strips and ropes, and there were all kinds of soft garbage. It seemed that they should be using this method to add some attachments to their thin bodies to resist the cold. After all, without enough clothes, this method can indeed play a certain role.

Although, the effect of doing this is not very good. There is a pile of black ashes in the center of the hall. This should be the trace left after the burning. However, when the palms touch it, you will feel a bone-broken coldness.

It hasn't been burned here for a long time.

Seeing these men walking into the ground one after another, all the women crowded together stood up. The guns on their hands were also raised high. If Huang Manyun had not appeared in time behind him, Tianxiang completely believed that the most comprehensive self in the team would have been thrown by more than a hundred guns, and they would have been inserted into a honeycomb filled with blood holes in an instant. "This is our new patriarch. She will bring enough food and clothes to all of us." Faced with the tears and sorrow of the tribe, Huang Manyun's announcement undoubtedly brought them a new joy and hope. Especially the seemingly ordinary words "food and clothes" caused a huge sensation among the poor women.

"Xia Dong. Take your local people and go out to find something to burn around you." "Zhou Bin, let your team open their backpacks and distribute all the clothes immediately."

"Li Wenming, call your subordinates to get some water and immediately boil the fire and cook the soup. They have been hungry for a long time. If they don't eat, they may not be able to last too much time." After orders were dispatched nervously and orderly, the teams were also carrying out the tasks they should complete according to the assignment. Soon, a warm fire was lit up in the expectant eyes of everyone. A pot of iron thrown around the camp was washed and filled with snow water. A dozen pieces of dry and hard insect meat were placed on the fire and boiled the contents.

Soon, a mouth-watering and rich fragrance floated out of the pot. It filled every corner of the empty temple. The hot broth drove away the cold, and the delicious food also eliminated the last trace of doubt in the woman's heart. Tianxiang saw with satisfaction: With the help of warmth and food, these poor women finally wiped out the fatigue and despair just now. Instead, there was a kind of excitement and relief. The vitality worn out by the cold and hunger was returning to them little by little. "Huh! No? Why are there only so many people?" After the reunion, Huang Manyun began to count the number of people one by one, and soon discovered the problem. She was puzzled and called a woman who looked like a leader and asked: "Qinghui, what's going on? Why are there only so many people? Where are the rest? Where are they all?"

There were only eighty-six women gathered in front of the fire, which was one-third different from the number before Huang Manyun left. "I...I don't know...they...they are all missing!" The woman named Qinghui heard this, "Wow, she cried bitterly. The choked cry quickly affected the others. An atmosphere of sorrow and desolation suddenly filled the entire room." On the first sun day after you left, we used all the fuel. Everything that could be burned around was burned. Outside

It was snowing and without clothes, we could not go anywhere. Although there were some dead trees not far from here, we could not get there at all. You saw that until now, we were just relying on these hay and rag strips to keep warm. If they were not there..." "Wait!" Huang Yimanyun suddenly interrupted Qinghui's words and asked in confusion: "No! Before leaving, I have left you ten complete sets of clothes. You should have enough people to go out to collect fuel, how could it be..."

"The clothes are gone!" Kiyoe shook her head heavily and said helplessly and sadly: "All the clothes are distributed to those who are out. But... but... they. None of them came back..."

"How is it possible? Where did they go?" Huang Manyun couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

"...I...I don't know either!" Qinghui sobbed and choked, "The first ten people sent out to collect fuel, none of them came back. We waited for them here for two days, and there was no news at all... "So what about the rest? What about Wu Li? What about Xiao Yun? And Zhengqing, where did they go?" "...They are the same. After they went out, they never had any more.

I've been back." Speaking of this, Qinghui was already crying: "We...I

We really can't stand it... the weather is too cold... I'll take it

They used hay... to tie a few clothes that they could wear... and sent them out again

Several groups of people...but who would have thought...

Woo..." No one spoke. For a moment, in the empty hall in the temple, besides the crackling sound of flames, the only thing that filled the cold air was the whimpering wind outside the window and the sad crying of a group of women.

"How many people have disappeared?" Tianxiang, who had been silent, suddenly raised his head and cried to Huang Manyun, who hugged Qinghui and cried bitterly. "...Thirty-six... No, it should be thirty-seven people!" Huang Manyun, who had counted the number of people, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and replied melancholy.

"In other words, before you left, there should be one hundred and twenty-four people here?" Tianxiang's inquiry was still extremely cold. ",,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, is indeed the case!" Huang Manqu seemed a little at a loss for the inexplicable change in the attitude of the young patriarch.

"More than a hundred people. Even if they disappeared in the middle, the food they had to consume every day was definitely not a decimal." Tianxiang picked up a dry insect shell from the ground and threw it into the burning fire. Without raising his head, he asked casually: "Tell me. How much food is left for the entire Liuyun clan before you leave?" "...... Probably... there are only about thirty pieces of dried aphids!" The female chief began to understand Tianxiang's meaning. "So many people rely on such a little pitiful dried meat. How long can it last?" Speaking of this, Tianxiang suddenly raised his head and stared at the woman named Qinghui, shouting sternly: "From your leader's departure to now, the beginning, the beginning of the day," Tianxiang suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman named Qinghui.

The code has exceeded five sun days, which is nearly a month. More than thirty pieces of dried aphids are only enough to eat for two days at best. According to you, none of the people sent to collect fuel came back. In other words, apart from the dried meat, you did not get any new food during this period. So, I would like to ask you to tell me. What did you maintain for eating during these twenty days?" The fierce questioning was loud, and it was enough for everyone to hear clearly in the empty temple. In fact, as early as when Tianxiang first started speaking, many people had guessed the answer to the question. However, no one spoke.

After all, it was an extremely embarrassing and an answer with countless tragic memories. Kiyoe didn't answer either. She was still crying, and all the women in the camp were crying. It could be seen that it was a cry full of extreme sadness and regret.

"Answer my question." Tianxiang's tone was still cold, as if he was not infected by this sad atmosphere at all. This sentence of questioning was extremely cold and without any emotion, and once again focused everyone's eyes on the person being asked. "...I...we...we... cannibalism..." Although he was extremely reluctant, in front of the aggressive aura of the young patriarch, the weak Qinghui could only stop sobbing and gave the answer that everyone knew was already clear.

"Who do you eat?" Tianxiang didn't seem to plan to let go of the woman in front of him like this."...We...eat...eat...our own tribe members...please don't ask again...I have no choice!"

Kiyoi felt that she was about to go crazy. These problems have always been the nightmare that she was the least willing to recall in recent days. She had to slowly tell it from her mouth in such a public environment. This is simply the most severe and cruel torture.

Those dead tribe members are their best friends on weekdays. If they weren't forced to do so, who would have used her body to fill their stomachs? Who would have been willing to cut off their flesh and chewed it?

But, I was hungry! The feeling of severe colic coming from the stomach without any filler, and the sour water swelling up desperately, which made the esophagus dry and choking was really an unbearable punishment!

At that time, people could not be considered humans at all. They could only be considered a beast. A beast that wails for food and lives for food. To fill their stomachs, we eat everything. Snow water, ice cubes, hay on the ground, and even those tattered strips of cloth... We eat everything. Have we seen the hay on the ground? If it weren't for the fact that we had to keep warm, they would have been eaten up a few days ago.

I'm hungry! I'm hungry! Speaking of this, not only women, but also many male hunters felt their eyes began to wet. They had tasted hunger before. But like these poor women, hunger reached such a crazy and miserable level. It was originally a kind of pain and sorrow.

"How many people have you eaten?" Qinghui's narration seemed to have no effect on Tianxiang at all. His tone of questioning was still cold. Very cold. ",,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"

"Seven people. They are all your sisters!" When he said this, Tianxiang suddenly felt helpless and lonely. In order to satisfy his desires, he ate the tribe members to fill his stomach. How many times will such a thing happen? Even if it will not appear in his own tribe in the future. So what about others? What about other tribes? Will they have the same idea as me? Just as Tianxiang was immersed in thinking and feeling, Qinghui suddenly said something unexpected to him.

"…we…we…we didn’t kill them, we…we just…we just…eat their bodies…”

"Oh?" Not only Tianxiang, everyone was absolutely surprised and puzzled by this inexplicable sentence. "It's true, we really haven't killed anyone. We just ate their bodies after they died. I can guarantee that Sister Qinghui didn't say panic!" A little girl who looked only twelve and three years old stood up.

There were many female voices who echoed her. Although their voices were low and messy, they could express the meaning very clearly. "Don't be messy!" Tianxiang stood up and shouted at the surroundings: "I don't mean to blame you. After all, in such a situation, there is only this only way to survive. Although I am the patriarch, I cannot punish you for this. I just want to find out the truth of the matter. Do you understand what I said?"

After saying that, Tianxiang still sat down and asked Qinghui with his usual indifference: "Tell me, what's going on?" Since Huang Manyun led the hunting team to look for fuel, Qinghui has become the temporary leader of the Liuyun clan. She did a good job and was fair. She calculated the small amount of food and ate it for several days. But even if she was able to eat it, the jerky meat would be eaten one day. Hunger naturally inevitably came to everyone.

There was no news for the first batch of people who sent to collect fuel. Since two days ago, there was no fuel in the camp. In the face of hunger and cold, Qinghui could only organize the second batch of people who went out again. However, like the first batch of people, there was still no news for the ten women who went out in the second batch.

At this time, the entire clan had fallen into a desperate situation where there was neither fuel nor food. Several weak women had already experienced terrible edema. Qinghui understood that if there was no food to supplement, these people would not last long. The only result was that they were starved to death. Therefore, in desperation, she could only put her ideas on her own.

It should be admitted that Qinghui is a very good acting patriarch. That night, she summoned the remaining tribe members and announced her decision. While appointing the next generation of patriarchs, she also claimed that she was willing to contribute her body to serve as food. Such a decision shocked everyone at that time. Stop and persuasion were naturally indispensable. But in the end, Qinghui still convinced everyone. After all, under the threat of hunger, friendship and family affection could not replace the most primitive desire.
Chapter completed!