"Catch!"
A voice rang out in the cellar.
Immediately afterward.
A huge turtle flew out of the cellar.
The man guarding outside saw it and said delightedly:
"This turtle's a big one. It must have plenty of meat!"
He put down his saber and reached out with both hands to grab the turtle.
Squelch.
Sharp bone spikes sprouted from the turtle, instantly piercing the man's skull.
Thud.
The corpse fell.
The little skeleton hurriedly dug Shen Ye out from beneath the stove.
Together, they pushed the corpse into the cellar and covered it with the planks before finally catching their breath.
"Thanks for the effort," Shen Ye said.
"The main problem is that we're only three. Our stats are so low we can't even cast any spellcraft. Otherwise, why would we need to go to all this trouble?" The little skeleton sighed.
"They said they were gathering at noon. Once noon comes and they discover two people are missing, they'll immediately search the entire village," Shen Ye said.
"Noon's still two or three hours away. There's no rush," the little skeleton said.
"No rush, my ass. We need to escape right now," Shen Ye said.
"Why? I'm exhausted. I wanted to rest a little longer," the little skeleton couldn't help saying.
"You said it yourself. The enemy made a few moves and made me lose my memories and become a three-year-old-"
"If the enemy takes advantage of all the bandits here to make another move, how are we supposed to handle it?"
"What if the enemy can turn the bandits into incredibly powerful cultivators?"
"Wouldn't we be dead meat?"
Shen Ye said it all in one breath.
The little skeleton froze, then spread its hands. "But we're only three now. We already used up all our strength."
"I remember I