“Get up quickly. Why are you still sleeping when it's light want me to kill you?"

  The body was pushed and Yan Mo woke up from a deep sleep.

  In front of him was a man with a ragged beard and a haggard face. He was a little familiar with him. After a little thought, the name of the other side came out of his mind: "Qi Yuan."

  What is this place?

  Yan Mo slowly sat up and looked around at his environment.

  This is a low and darkened earth house, about 30 square meters, with two pillars supporting the roof in the middle, one side against the wall and a row of haystacks, it looked like a row of bedding.

  In terms of the number of straw heaps, it seems that there are at least ten people living here.

  "Don't get up, huh?!" Qi Yuan frowned at him and said in a reproachful tone: "Da Zhan can't leave. He asked me call you. You really are…… Da Zhan loves you and wanted you to sleep a little longer, but you can't really sleep that hard. Hurry up, Da Zhan and the others have been working outside for a long time. If you don't go out, and the supervision-slave to check and catch you lazy, Da Zhan will be beaten again!”

  Yan Mo covered his forehead. It seems that there is something wrong with him. He should not……

  Shouldn't be what?

  "Dad, get up." Soft and tender familiar with child's voice came into the ear, the door of the earth house swayed and in came a small thin child.

  About three-year-old child struggled to hold the hay higher than others into the dark earth house, walked to Yan Mo and put it down.

  “Du-du.” Yan Mo was so distressed that he picked up the baby and said, "Why did you go out to work so early?"

  The baby was so cold that his lips were purple and his bare hands and feet were covered with frostbite.

  It's still snowing outside, but the baby is only wrapped in a worn-out animal skin that's almost bare.

  “My father said that my father was ill. Du-du went to find him a lot of hay. Father you should be warm." The child drew in his father's arms and absorbed that warmth.

  Am I ill? Yan Mo carefully felt for a while, and felt that he was a little weak, while his son's small body curled up in his arms, and the sense of nothingness that just woke up as if he was still in a dream immediately became real.

  “It's cold, see what you look like." Yan Mo quickly rubbed his son's hands and feet to warm him up.

  Qi Yuan urged him again, "Hurry up, don't dawdle! A batch of wild animals were just sent to the third world war camp yesterday, waiting for us to break down and take bones out. If we can't finish today. We won’t get to have food to fill our stomachs. "

  Yan Mo rubbed his face, held his son in one hand, pulled out the covered hay, and climbed up. He was wearing a holed hide, which is tied with a straw rope in the middle. This hide is his clothes and quilt.

  The cold wind poured in from the door and made him shiver three times.

  The earth house is simple and low. It is made of mud and dry grass. However simple, it can withstand the wind and cold. Only when you come out of the door can you know how terrible the power of winter is.

  Yan Mo skin tightened tightly, he held his son, stepped barefoot in the snow, and followed Qi Yuan with a deep and shallow foot step.

  Du-du was so hungry that his stomach growled, but he didn't cry at all. Maybe he was used to being hungry.

  Yan Mo doesn't think so. How could he let his baby starve like this?

  With his ability, even if he is a slave, he can make his son full and warm! But…… What is his ability? Why can't he remember?

  No, it has to be remembered! Yan Mo tried to think that he always felt that his ability which he had forgotten was very important to him. Maybe as long as he could remember his ability, he could make himself and his loved ones live a good life.

  He shouldn't live like this, he shouldn't!

  There are many of the same earth houses, row by row in the snow.

  In the distance, we can see more tall and solid buildings, like a city.

  "That's the MoerGan new town?" Yan Mo asked, speeding up two steps to catch up with Qi Yuan.

  Qi Yuan turned around. “Are you confused? Now it's not called the MoerGan new town, it's called the Bone Sculpting city. Remember, don't call it wrong again!”

  “Oh." Yan Mo vaguely felt that there was such a thing. Then he looked at the wooden cottage near the earth house. Is that the old city of Moer Gan?

  It's strange that his memory is a little fuzzy due to a disease. Fortunately, he can still remember the general personnel and things.

  The workplace is just beside a lake.

  He remembered that the lake was one of the holy places of the Moer Gan, where the Water God would receive sacrifices, but now it has become a slaughterhouse and a washing house.

  Because of the flowing water, the lake is not completely bound with ice, only the edge of the lake is bound with a thick ice layer.

  There are already many people working near the East.

  Someone is especially responsible for killing the wild animals that are transported, releasing and collecting the blood, and then passing the dead animals to others.

  The second group is responsible for plucking fur from the skin of the dead wild animals, birds and birds.

  The third group work is to cut the meat and decompose it.

  The most important and meticulous work of the fourth group is bone washing. Bone washing includes removing the flesh, tendons attached to the bone, but without damaging the bone itself, which is very troublesome and can lead to punishment hurt the body and mind.

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  The work of the fifth group is relatively easy. They are responsible for classifying the clean bones that have been preliminarily treated and then putting them together in gunny bags.

  According to Yan Mo's vague memory, the bones, which were initially classified, would be sent to the old city of the Moer Gan. There are apprentices of Bone Sculptor to do preliminary fresh-keeping treatment for these fresh bones. After that, the bones will be selected by Bone Sculptors, graded and recorded, and then sent up. The low-level bones will be left in the old city of the Moer Gan for the low-level Bone Sculptor to refine the low-level bone warriors and bone objects, and the magic creature bones abovea 4th rank will be sent to the Bone Sculpting City.

  "What is it? Are you frozen?” Qi Yuan's voice rang in his ear.

  Yan Mo, came back to his mind, er, where should he work?

  Qi Yuan frowned again at his confused appearance. “Go to Da Zhan before you work…… Come on, you come with me!”

  “I don't understand how Da Zhan can let you be his partner. It's OK if you had a child and died. After so many years, you has given birth to two cubs and has been ill every after a while, which makes Da Zhan have to do two jobs alone! That is to say, Da Zhan can support you. If you were not eaten by others, you will be transferred to others to be a bed slave!”

  Yan Mo can hear his murmur clearly after him. Maybe that murmur is for him.

  Two cubs? So he has two children? Where is the other one?

  Come to think of it, he does have a son, his eldest son, Wu Guo. This year…… Strange, how old is he this year, why can't he remember?

  Yan Mo patted his head and thought he might be really confused.

  When Du-du saw that he kept slapping his head, he quickly put out his small hand to hold his head. He said with a childish voice, “If dad doesn't beat his head, it won’t hurt."

  Yan Mo suddenly felt soft. “OK, no hitting."

  Put his son's icy's cold feet in his arms, and he didn't show his teeth from that uncomfortableness.

  "Da Zhan, I have brought your man to you. Don't delay too much, and that supervising slave will come soon. Don't let him see your family's laziness!" Qi Yuan took people to the first group of people who killed wild animals and said hello and left.

  Yuan Zhan thanked him and turned to his partner and little son.

  “Come here." A tall man with a leather skirt around his waist waved to Yan Mo.

  Yan Mo looked up at the other person and suddenly felt that this person is a little strange.

  Familiar tattoos and eyebrows and eyes, the beard residue on the chin is still cleaned with a bone knife, but there is a very clear and deep scar on the face, the naked upper body is more scarred, and the back of the muscular knot is full of accumulated whip marks.

  But even so, the man's body is still strong. Among the working people, his body is probably the strongest. Standing there is as stable as a mountain.

  Yuan Zhan's eyes were shining fast around him. He quickly pulled a piece out of the leather skirt's belt and put it in Yan Mo's hand. "Hurry up, I'll get you some good ones in the evening."

  Yan Mo lowered his eyes and slightly opened his left hand, which was stuffed with a red stone.

  No, it's not a stone, its blood frozen, it's the freshest blood from the beast just killed.

  The blood is also useful for the Noble Bone Sculptors. It can't be wasted, let alone swallowed. It's impossible to get the blood that can replenish the salt and energy in summer. Only in the cruel winter, when the head of the slave has not come, can the brave slaves dare to hide some.

  Yan Mo raised his hand and pretended to touch his lips. He stuffed the frozen blood into his mouth as fast as he could. There was not much place for them to hide it. They had to eat it before the supervision-slave found it.

  Ice cold blood frozen took a while to melt into his mouth, and the thick smell of blood poured into his throat.

  Yan Mo patiently swallowed the blood and gave some to his son.

  Du-du is very sensible. He looked up and quietly accepts his father's nurturing, without any difference.

  Yuan Zhan saw that he had eaten the frozen blood, a little smile came up from the corner of his mouth, reached out and patted his buttocks, and said in a low voice: “Is it still hard?"

  Yan Mo gave him a look.

  Yuan Zhan laughed in a low voice. He felt the thick rough hand along the edge of the fur coat. The palm of his hand was still a little hot.

  There are people nearby who smiled obscenely, and some people cry in a low voice: "Da Zhan, doesn’t the supervision-slave like watching you work'? Last time you did a good job, he also gave you a piece of meat, or you should meet him again today?"

  Da Zhan smiled, took back his palm, pushed Yan Mo gently, “Go ahead, you go to split the bones. I have agreed with the supervision-slave that you will work there first in this period of time."

  Yan Mo is still a little confused about the situation. His memory seems to have a little faultiness because of his illness. Many things can't be remembered. But he believed in his lover, and he was told to split his bones, so he went.

  As soon as Yan Mo left with the baby in his arms, he heard Yuan Zhan's suppressed angry reprimand behind him: "Who dares to mention that again? I will kill him!"

  Several evil slaves shut their mouths at once. No one here knows that the supervision-slave is lecherous, and men and women prefer to avoid him. As a supervision-slave, he can do whatever he wanted. I don't know how many slaves have been ruined by him. However, the supervision-slave has been interested in Yan Mo for a long time, but due to Yuan Zhan's tight protection, the supervision-slave failed to succeed in his first few moves on trying to sleep with Yan Mo.

  Yan Mo is lucky and protected. Yuan Zhan, who can protect him, has been punished by the supervision-slave in various names. Most of the whiplash and burns on his body come from that man.

  Last time, the supervision-slave was almost killed by Yuan Zhan because he wanted to insult Yan Mo. He was so angry that he deliberately humiliated them and made them copulate in public like savages.

  For Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo who were captured by the big tribe, such insults in public may be more painful than killing them, but for other slaves, they only saw that Yuan Zhan got a piece of meat reward afterwards.

  If the slave can't see them, they would like to be rewarded in this way, but it's nothing to be seen.

  Yan Mo slapped his head again. No matter how long this memory has passed, it can ignite all his anger if he thinks of it a little bit of that scene. This is the biggest humiliation in his life. He still remembers his mood at that time. He was eager to stab the slave's head to death, even Yuan Zhan!

  "Dad." The baby's voice was full of worries about his father.

  Yan Mo reluctantly smiled at him. The smile pulled from his frozen face was very strange. "Daddy is OK, baby don't be afraid."

  Most of them are old people and children, and Qi Yuan is among them.

  At the beginning, Yan Mo wondered how a good and strong man in Qi Yuan could be assigned to work here. Seeing many people ask him how to divide his bones while working, he knew his function here.

  Qi Yuan saw him come in, reached out and pointed to a pile of bones that had just been sent. "You are in charge of that pile, ask me if you don't understand."

  Yan Mo wiped away the frozen nose water and walked to the bone with his son.

  The key point of bone separation is to gather the same kind of bones of the same beast together, and put some of them separately, and pick out the scratched and damaged bones at the same time.

  Yan Mo put down Du-du. The bones in front of him are quite fragmentary. Not only they can't find the complete skeleton, but they are also quite small.

  "Dad." A swarthy, lean little boy came running through the bones.

  "Qi Yuan is so bad. How can he divide this pile of bones for you? These little bones are the most distracting!" the little boy squatted down and began to help Yan Mo pick out the bones.

  Yan Mo knew who he was at the first sight when he saw the little boy. This is his eldest son, Wu Guo.

  Du-du also squatted down beside the bone pile, and found the whole bone from it and put it into the little boy's hand, “Brother, here you are."

  Wu Guo touched the baby's head and taught him how to recognize bones.

  Yan Mo looked at the two sons, his eyes turned into misty

  Qi Yuan's eyes glanced over, as if he was accusing Yan Mo of being lazy and letting his son work for him. He scolded Wu Guo and asked him to go back to his work. Wu Guo ignored him.

  Qi Yuan scolded them twice and then left them alone.

  Yan Mo thought: Qi Yuan is probably also a hard spoken and soft hearted one.

  Wiping the frozen nose water again, and Yan Mo knelt next to the bones.

  "Dad, you haven't come to split the bones for a long time. I'll teach you that the bones are all rabbit and mouse's. Let’s find out their skulls first, which is easier to recognize, and then find their leg bones……"

  Yan Mo listened to the eldest son's explanation in his ear, reached out and pulled his hand in the bone pile.

  I don't know whether Wu Guo's explanation is effective or whether he did similar work. As soon as his hand touched the bone, he felt strange and left.

  Wu Guo is still explaining that Yan Mo has quickly divided the bones into several piles after two-thirds.

  Wu Guo: “.…… How are you, Dad?”

  Yan Mo looked at the bright eyes of his two sons and couldn't help being a little proud.

  “Grrh." There was a cry in both children's stomachs.

  Yan Mo was distressed and asked them, "Did you come to work without breakfast?"

  “Breakfast?" the two children seemed strange to the word.

  Wu Guo came to Yan Mo's ear and whispered, "Dad, please keep your voice down. This morning, my father didn't get anything for us to eat. Please bear it."

  Yan Mo listened to his eldest son's words, and he was very upset. According to his son, they often don't seem to have breakfast? No, maybe they don't have a full meal in a day. No wonder they are so thin!

  How can we live like this? Yan Mo couldn't figure it out.

  Why don't you resist? Why are you so oppressed by the supervision-slave and the Bone Sculpting People?

  Just thinking of head of the slaves, the head of the slaves came.

  As usual, he was wearing a thick animal skin suit, carrying a whip, followed by two bone warriors, slowly patrolling among the slaves. If he sees someone who is lazy, or he see someone who is unhappy, it's a whip for them.

  Yan Mo listened to the screams and begging for mercy, and couldn't help looking up to the direction of the voice.

  His eyes were very unlucky.

  When the supervision-slave saw Yan Mo, he let go of the slave he was beating and walked quickly to this side.

  Yan Mo's heart was in awe. He whispered to Wu Guo and Du-du to leave first.

  Wu Guo didn't hesitate. This kind of thing seems to have happened for the first time. He knows that staying with his father at this time cannot help him, but also become a drag on him. In the past, the supervision-slave threatened his father with them. If he didn't come here, he would suffer a big loss.

  Qi Yuan also saw the action of the supervision-slave and cussed at him secretly, so he had to get up to meet the supervision-slave.

  Damn Yan Mo, he doesn't look very good, but he's more upright and straight. But his temperament is totally different from that of all slaves and savages. If he doesn't cover it up deliberately, it's very conspicuous. No wonder that the slave's head covets him so far!

  The supervision-slave kicked Qi Yuan away and ordered the bone warriors behind him to catch Yan Mo.

  The bone warrior took Yan Mo by the arm and dragged him.

  Yan Mo wanted to resist and struggle, but the bone and hand of the bone warriors are as tight as iron hoops.

  Yan Mo was dragged to the supervision-slave, and the bone warriors forced him to kneel.

  Yan Mo didn't want to. He was slapped on the back with a knife. He almost bled!

  Why am I so weak? Why can't I even resist two bone warriors? Yan Mo roars in his heart, and the disappointment and anger hit by reality rise at the same time.

  The whip handle reached over and lifted his chin.

  Yan Mo is angry and feeling funny. When did he, priest Mo Da-Ren, come to this point?

  The priest? He's the priest?

  Yan Mo is trying to follow this temporary memory clue and listen to the disgusting voice of serf's head ringing on his head: “Is it finally figured out?"

  Uh huh? What do you think?