The east is bright, and on the vast sky there is still a shallow crescent moon. The wilderness is full of wild grasses that are half as tall as people, with a vague yellow color and a layer of frost on top.

  In the quiet grass thicket, a rustling sound suddenly arose, followed by the sound of scurrying through the withered grass.

  Soon, a shabbily dressed man crawled out. He was small in stature, with tattered hemp clothes hanging on his body, and his dark legs and arms exposed outside. His hair was disheveled and scattered, covering his face. Judging from his height and limbs, he was not very old.

  A young boy held a sharpened bamboo stick in his hand, kneeling in front of a small mound of earth that protruded from the empty ground, throwing away the soil.

  Looking around, there are seven small earth mounds in this area, the soil is newly turned over, and each mound has a bamboo slip inserted on top.

  The young man quickly dug open a mound of earth, saw the clothes exposed inside, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth. His movements became even faster. Before long, he pulled out a male corpse wrapped in a mat from the soil.

  The dead mans head was stained with a lot of mud, and his complexion was pale white, without any signs of decay. The young man felt a thrill in his heart, reached out to touch the chest and waist of the corpse, and unexpectedly found a jade belt buckle.

  The young man placed it in the palm of his hand, feeling it gently, and examined it under the faint light. The jade was of poor quality, not even worth a sheepskin, but maybe it could be exchanged for half a bean pancake. The young man stuffed the jade pendant into his bosom, reached out to strip off the dead mans outer garment, then wrapped the corpse in a mat and pushed it into the hole, covering it with soil. After kowtowing several times, he picked up the bamboo slip and began digging another earth mound.

  Before long, a red corner of clothing came into view. The red corner was very shiny, and the young man exclaimed in surprise, wiping his muddy hands on himself before reaching out to touch the corner.

  Smooth and slippery to the touch, it was actually silk!

  The young man was overjoyed and his movements became much more careful. He used a bamboo strip to gently scrape away the mud, exposing the entire corpse.

  After unfolding the mat, it was discovered that this was a female corpse, similar to the male corpse just now, and had not rotted either. A pale face with a lot of mud on her hair.

  The young mans attention was focused on the clothes worn by the female corpse - a large red silk wedding dress, with blue and gold threads embroidered with floral patterns, and jade beads hanging in the center of the flowers, small but radiant with luster, excellent quality.

  The young man carefully cleaned the muddy hem of his clothes, and after a while, he carefully arranged it clean. He took off the clothes on the corpse in the same way.

  This time, he felt something was off. These corpses had been buried for a day and were already stiff, but when he took the clothes off that male corpse, it was no different from every other time. However, this female corpses limbs were relatively softer, could it be that womens bodies are softer than mens even after death?

  The young man thought, having already taken off all his clothes and holding them in his arms. His gaze passed through the messy hair to see the womans pale face, which was not ugly but also not as beautiful as those beauties he had seen before. The bridge of her nose was too straight, her forehead too full, perhaps because she was already dead, her face looked not soft at all like a womans should be.

  The autumn wind was blowing fiercely, and the young man suddenly felt a chill. He hastily wrapped the corpse in the clothes he had just stripped from the male corpse, forming a bundle, which he slung over his back. Then, bending down, he grasped the other end of the mat to prepare wrapping up the female corpse.

  Suddenly! My ankle tightened.

  The young man let out a cry of surprise, hastily lowering his head to look down, and was shocked to discover that the female corpses pale white hand was tightly grasping his ankle. The female corpse stared at him with half-open eyes, her black and white pupils clearly visible, and seemed particularly terrifying in the dimly lit grassy shadows.

  The young mans heart skipped a beat as he reached out to pry the womans hand off, but found that her grip wasnt very strong and it was easy to break free.

  He didnt dare stop for a single breath and stumbled into the bushes.

  The female corpse stared in the direction he disappeared, silently scolding: Little turtle son, taking peoples money and substituting for their misfortunes without understanding, too damn unscrupulous!

  The female corpse lay on the ground with her limbs splayed out in all directions, gazing up at the vast and endless sky. A few withered blades of grass obstructed her view. Suddenly, she felt a sense of unease in her heart. She had clearly taken poison and seen Min Chi before her death.

  At that time, she gritted her teeth and scolded Min Chi a sentence, actually secretly resenting herself for taking the poison a bit too early. If it was half a moment later, she would have had the strength to stab Min Chi with a knife!

  Shes really going to die with her eyes open!

  Song Chu let out a sigh, his body could feel the chill in the air, and he became even more perplexed. Could it be that Min Chis anger wasnt just because she was asked about her husband, so she exposed her corpse in the wilderness?

  He is indeed a wolf in sheeps clothing!

  Song Chu Yi repeatedly asked about Min Chis ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, and then grabbed the mat under him, thinking seriously about what was going on.

  After a long time, Song Chuyi finally moved again, trying to sit up, but after several attempts, she couldnt muster the strength. She could only resign herself to continuing to lie down, staring blankly at the sky as it gradually brightened, the thin frost on the withered grass sparkling in the sunlight and slowly melting into dew.

  Until the sunlight shone on her body, Song Chu Er felt a chill that seemed to suck all the heat into an endless abyss. However, as she absorbed this faint warmth, she moved her limbs, stiff like lead, but at least she could feel their existence.

  All around was only the rustling sound of wind blowing through the grass, Song Chuyi knew some medical skills and understood that she might be running a high fever. Her current situation was precarious, if she continued to lie here, it would be no different from waiting for death.

  She used all her strength, but still couldnt get up, so she had to grab the grass and crawl forward bit by bit. She couldnt tell which direction to go, so she crawled in the direction the young man had escaped last night.

  The young man stripped her of her clothes, presumably to exchange them for food. Moreover, in that situation, Song Chuyi did not believe he would dare to run deep into the forest. Therefore, the direction the young man ran was most likely towards a village or city, and at the very least should not be far from the road.

  Of course, its also possible that the young man was so flustered that he didnt know what he was doing... but that would just be her bad luck.

  After crawling for a long time, Song Chuyi already felt his whole body lose strength, but in front of him was still the grass thicket, as if endless, making people feel quite desperate.

  " Ephedra...... " Song Chuoyi didnt pay much attention to these, but stared at a small shrub in front of him, and suddenly smiled, "It seems that heaven wont destroy me."

  She reached out and grabbed the Ephedra plant, stuffing it into her mouth. The unique pungent and bitter flavors spread throughout her mouth.

  The harvest season of Ephedra is at the end of autumn, and although these have not been processed, their efficacy should be good too. Song ChuYi really wanted to elegantly break off this grass and stuff it into his mouth, but unfortunately his body couldnt muster up any extra strength.

  Song Chu was diligently gnawing on a stalk of hemp, his ears slightly perked up as he seemed to hear the sound of hurried footsteps.

  She paused for a moment, put her ear to the ground and listened for a while, estimating that there were six or seven people, located just in front of her not far away.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one stretched out her hand and gently opened up a gap in the grass in front of her, and found that it was actually a slope. She was lying on her stomach in the grass on the high ground, and she couldnt help but let out a sigh of relief.

  Through the gaps in the grass, she saw six big men wielding thick clubs chasing a thin and weak person, shouting in Zhaos accent.