"Baby, we will be able to eat soon."
Old Han lowered his head and caressed his daughter's hair.
"Good, good," the toddler exclaimed, clapping her hands happily.
All the villagers were just as happy.
They were all smiling with eyes wide open, filled with a strange and terrifying light.
Qin Yi realized that many of them were terribly skinny, some were even all bones.
Not much later, Ghost face old man brought back food.
Qin Yi opened her phoenix eyes wide as a cold light appeared within and frost occupied her brows.
Ghost face old man was carrying a dead person.
That's right, a dead person.
This person had obviously been choked to death, with his eyeballs bulging out and rope marks all over his neck.
Ghost face old man was carrying the rope that had killed him.
These people were cannibals!
