I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 51 Warm Bedding

Chen Qingyuan lost too much blood and felt dizzy and sleepy. Edith in front of him became blurry and unreal. He could not even tell whether he was in reality or a dream. Edith's shrill screams kept echoing in his ears.

In the distance there were sounds of horse hooves, shouting, and crying.

Edith slowly raised her head. She had been shot twice in the abdomen, and her clothes were covered in blood. At this moment, her vitality was even stronger than that of Chen Qingyuan, who had been shot once...

She slowly moved Chen Qingyuan into the grass next to the tree.

"I... I have... too little blood... not enough. They... have a lot of blood... I will give you their... blood to drink."

Chen Qingyuan wanted to reach out and grab her.

Edith had already stood up. She took out a revolver and a machete from Chen Qingyuan, and then she lay down on the side of the road, blending into the darkness...

The sound of horse hooves is getting closer.

Six white men on horseback holding torches came from a distance, each dragging a yellow-skinned person behind their horses, including men, women and even children.

"None of these damn bugs can be left alive!"

"Hahaha, that's right."

"It's a pity that the bastard ran away..."

"boom!"

Suddenly a gunshot rang out!
A bloody flower burst out from the chest of the leading white man, and he fell off his horse, rolling on the ground for several times and losing his movement...

These people immediately became agitated: "What's going on? Where did the gunshots come from?"

They all drew their guns from their waists and aimed everywhere, and waved the torches in their hands everywhere, but unfortunately the wind was strong, the flames were swaying, and the light at the scene was flickering and could not be seen clearly.

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out again...

Another person fell.

They panicked and subconsciously threw torches towards the location of the gunshots. Under the light of the fire, Edith's strange face suddenly appeared. She held a revolver in her bloodstained hands, with a ferocious expression, like an evil ghost who was ready to devour anyone...

"Damn it, it's that ugly woman!"

They raised their guns and were about to shoot.

Edith was a little flustered and lost his previous rhythm. He pulled the trigger continuously, and the bullets were exhausted in one breath. Another white man fell off the horse, but three of the six people were still alive.

There was a lot of gunfire at the scene.

Blood kept bursting from Edith's body, and he fell on the grass like a broken sack, motionless.

There was a tall and thin man who was also seriously injured. He fell off his horse, took out a handful of bullets from the bag, loaded bullets into the empty revolver one by one, and walked towards Edith: "Damn it, you bitch, you deserve to die..."

Edith, who had been lying motionless, suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the tall and thin man with a cold light in his hand. It was a machete, which went straight across the tall and thin man's neck!
The sphere falls...

The body fell.

Edith was covered in blood. She stood in a weird posture. Black gas continued to come out of her wounds. Black blood flowed from the corners of her mouth. Her eyes were wide open. The blood on the machete dripped onto the ground bit by bit...

The remaining two people were terrified. The woman was obviously shot seven or eight times. Even if she was a bear in the forest, she should have lay down. Why could she still kill people? She was clearly a demon, an evil spirit!

Face an unkillable enemy.

They had lost their courage and turned around to mount their horses, but found that their legs were too weak to step into the stirrups.

Edith raised the machete high and chopped one of the men on the back of his head, killing him with one blow! !
The other man's crotch was soaked, and he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically to pray: "Oh, God... please have mercy on me, save a lost lamb like me, and send down your divine power to drive away the demon in front of me."

He trembled all over and raised his head stiffly. Edith was standing in front of him. The bloody machete in her hand was so dazzling. With the last cold light, the person fell to the ground and lost his voice...

Four of the yellow-skinned men who were tied to the horses and dragged behind them had died, leaving only two men, bloody and dying.

She didn't care about these people.

He threw down the machete and dragged the two corpses towards Chen Qingyuan with difficulty.

Coming to the tree, she squeezed the wound on the corpse hard to make blood gush out, and poured the blood onto Chen Qingyuan’s mouth and wounds: “Don’t sleep…sleep…I brought…the blood belt…” More and more black air came out of her own wounds, her strength was gradually drained away, her movements became slower and slower, she looked down at the bullet holes in her body in astonishment: “It…it hurts…it hurts…ah, I’m…so sleepy too.”

Edith could no longer hold on, and her body went limp. At the last moment, she held on a little, avoided Chen Qingyuan's head, and fell beside him.

The wind is howling.

The knee-high weeds bent in the wind, like a green blanket covering them.

……

Gululu.

Gululu.

The sound of water filled my head.

Feeling strongly of suffocation, Chen Qingyuan struggled frantically to stand up. In the distance, the setting sun was approaching the mountain peaks, and the faint light of the setting sun was scattered on the lake. He then realized that he was standing in the shallow water of the lake.

This……

I'm not dead...

He looked at his hands in astonishment, feeling a dull pain in his back.

Looking around, there was only the small wooden house with a sign saying "Welcome Home" in the movie around Lake Dutat. Apart from that, there were no shabby houses full of black people, nor were there orphanages where nuns worked. But everything that happened in 1888 was so real that I can still feel the pain in my back now...

Where is Edith?
He walked out of the lake, one step deep and one step shallow, and headed towards the wooden house.

Creak, push open the wooden door.

Inside the dim room.

Edith sat on a chair, her face buried in her hands as she sobbed, her long hair floating like seaweed in the water...

Chen Qingyuan stood there and said, "Edith."

Edith shuddered all over. He slowly raised his head, revealing his bloodless face. A hoarse, dry and harsh voice came from his throat, and he said, "You...you love me...but...but...you can kill...kill me..."

As the words fell, the wooden house began to decay, as if it was rapidly corroding over time.

It suddenly rushed in front of Chen Qingyuan: "Kill... me..."

Chen Qingyuan asked: "Everything I experienced when I fell into the water, was it an illusion or was it real?"

Edith stretched out his left hand and pointed his index finger at Chen Qingyuan's forehead, and immediately a message was transmitted.

Chen Qingyuan knew what was going on.

Edith actually has the ability to travel through time and space. She can bring a very small number of special people to the time when she was still alive, but she will not retain her current memories because there can only be one Edith in a time and space.

However, if the person brought to 1888 had malicious intentions to harm her, then... as an evil spirit, it would replace Edith at the moment of her death in that era, and completely kill that person... leaving her in that era forever.

Chen Qingyuan was different. He fought for Edith's life and died as a result of revenge.

When the dead Edith possessed the living Edith, it knew everything. It did not use its will to control the living Edith's body, but gave it power, allowing the living Edith to use the last second of her life to do what she wanted to do...

(End of this chapter)