I’m Invincible From the Beginning

Cheng Hao's face was numb. He picked up Ban Slu's body from the snow and began to walk slowly towards the entrance of the village.

Once someone dies in Xixiang Village, the corpse must be transported out of the village, or found somewhere to be buried, or thrown directly into the wilderness to feed wild animals.

In this age when the living cannot take care of their own lives, no one can give too much respect and rituals to the dead.

The corpse was taken out of the village only to avoid the decay of the corpse and the plague.

People watched Cheng Hao's actions and sighed in a low voice. Zhao Fuhu also lowered his head slightly. Although he often bullied Cheng Hao and Ban Nu, how could he be willing to kill people who grew up with him?

But you can't kill it...

If he let go of the slaves, it would be equivalent to telling the whole village, come on! Come to my Zhao's house to steal things, it's okay, there will be no revenge or resistance.

In that way, his whole family is finished.

So he must kill Ban Slave, for the sake of rules, but also for survival, the survival of his family.

But I have to say that for the young Zhao Fuhu, killing people, especially an acquaintance who grew up with him, is very difficult.

A few strong men followed Cheng Hao, and they wanted to help him bury the slaves.

After all, judging from the relationship between Cheng Hao and Ban Nu, it is unlikely that he would just throw Ban Nu out of the village to feed the wild beasts.

"Don't follow, I won't be back." Cheng Hao, who was walking, suddenly stopped and looked back at the people following him, including Qiankun's mistake.

"Cheng Hao, what silly thing are you talking about! Is this the time to be upset!" Qian Kun looked at Cheng Hao in surprise.

Cheng Hao smiled helplessly: "Master, I have no intentions. Look at Ban Slave. He will look like me after a few days. In fact, everyone knows that I can't get through this winter."

"Cheng Hao, you...cough!" Qian Kun was silent by mistake. Yes, Cheng Hao can't live this cold winter.

The first snow this year came too early...

Winter will be extremely long. He will always die of starvation silently one night, right? I can't help him. I can't force the villagers to accept Cheng Hao, right?

"Cheng Hao, come to my house..." Zhao Fuhu, who followed Cheng Hao silently all the way, suddenly said.

Cheng Hao looked at him in shock, and Zhao Fuhu sighed: "Ban Slave is dead. I can't help but I can help you. My family still has some surplus food. Come to my house for the winter. Stay in my house to help my family play the dealer, my sister is already thirteen this year, you just marry her directly, as the door-to-door son-in-law of my Zhao family."

Cheng Hao was a little moved. He knew that Zhao Fuhu was guilty. He wanted to make up for his killing of Ban Slave, and wanted to save Cheng Hao who was not dead.

Be someone's son-in-law?

How about going to the door-in-law? not good! Not only is the child who is born cannot change his own surname, but he also has to work hard in the house like a slave, and the other party will still treat the son-in-law as a free animal.

Zhao Fuhu's family has a lot of fields, and all the livestock this year have been handed over to the gods, so their family will indeed be short of labor until next year.

But no matter how bad the conditions are, it is definitely better than Cheng Hao now. After all, it will not starve and freeze to death, right?

No process, Hao still shook his head. He didn't say much. He just continued to move forward holding the corpse of Ban slave. He didn't know how to shake his head: "I'm going out to find a way to survive. I found it. Pity, I can't find it, then I am damned..."

Cheng Hao and Ban Nu are brothers, so even if Zhao Fuhu had a reason to kill Ban Nu, even if Ban Nu really deserved to die, he still couldn't accept himself to accept Zhao Fuhu's mercy and continue to live like an animal in others' family.

Anyway, Cheng Hao is already fifteen years old this year. Like Ban Nu said, what if they survived this year? Didn’t you die at thirty?

Cheng Hao wanted to give it a try and work hard. If he could find a way to survive, then he wouldn't have to hang around in this small Xixiang Village so undead.

If you can't find it, then you die.

There is no need for people to bury him. Anyway, if you die, you don't know everything.

Just use your own corpse to save the lives of those beasts who are also afraid of the severe cold...

No one persuaded Cheng Hao anymore. Everyone saw him disappear at the entrance of the village holding Ban Slave, and they could only sigh.

The parting of life and death is really common. In Xixiang Village, life and death are as common as eating and drinking water, and it cannot cause them too much sadness.

Everyone is numb.

People... are born so fragile and lowly, you die if you die, and annihilate silently...

The heavy snow in the sky was still floating. Cheng Hao felt that his bare feet in the snow were numb, but he did not stop, holding Bannu all the way to the huge rock where they had just eaten. .

"Huh--! This is it, brother, it is here, do you like this?" Cheng Hao put down Ban Slave, and smirked a few times: "You should like it, after all, we were still here before we died. After eating a full meal, you are not bad, and you became a satiated ghost."

While talking, Cheng Hao took out the rough stone axe he carried with him and began to dig up the hole.

The ground was hard and frozen... but Cheng Hao was still numbly planing, white gas began to emerge from his head, his physical strength was passing by, and soon he was overloaded.

But Cheng Hao did not stop. It may be because he also had a full meal today, or it may be because the weather was so cold that his blood had been frozen, so that the blood was blocked and he could not feel it. exhausted……

Finally, he planed a small pit that was not too deep in the frozen soil, and he pushed the Ban slave into the pit with great effort and began to bury it.

In fact, such burying is a bit self-deceiving.

Buried so shallowly, the **** smell of Bannu would still be smelled by the beasts, and eventually such a shallow soil layer would be easily digged away by the beasts, and he would be excavated.

But after all, it was a brotherhood, even if he knew it was useless, Cheng Hao still wanted to bury the slave.

After burying it, Cheng Hao found a small stone and piled it on the mound, and used a stone axe to inscribe it crookedly.

He learned to write by following Qiankun by mistake, but because of lack of practice, he had no problems with reading, and writing was ugly.

But what name should I engrave? What is Bannu called?

Cheng Hao hesitated for a moment, but finally engraved: the curtain of brothers and slaves...