Chapter 8 Escape
Is it a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?
Ji Siming didn't understand anything, at this moment, he was carrying his father who couldn't run anymore on his back, and he was trying to run on a road of no return. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Ji's father, who was bumpy on his son's back, burst into tears, and two monsters suddenly came to Jijia Village, one of which he knew, it was Ji Fan who helped him build the road a few days ago, but at that time he seemed to be a different person, if it wasn't for Siming calling him, I'm afraid he would have become like him.
Jijia Village leaned on the mountain, called a group of villagers, and everyone went straight to the top of the mountain, but there were more and more monsters behind them, all of them were familiar faces.
He had also seen a living man turn into a monster in front of him, and for days on end, the villagers and he had been living on a thrilling escape.
Wild meat and wild vegetables are all raw, and in order to conserve their strength, everyone has to flee to the thorny land.
The thorn land was not as easy to break into as the villagers, and most of them were trapped outside, crying one by one, but they did not dare to move forward because they were afraid of the barbs on the thorns.
"Ji Siming, you wait for me."
Behind him was bursts of gasping and screaming pain, Ji Siming hugged his father, bent over, and endured the pain caused by the barb.
Behind him was a blur of flesh and blood, Father Ji nestled in his son's arms, looking at his son biting his lip in distress, his face was pale, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and he couldn't bear to speak.
"Siming, you let your dad down, your dad is old, and he can't drag you down."
Since his son began to flee with him, he has been dragging his son, if this continues, maybe his son will be dragged to death by himself, his old Ji family is such a lone seedling, if it is broken like this, he is afraid that he will not have the face to go to the ancestors underground.
Ji Siming pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak, he didn't know how to save the villagers who were trapped outside the thorns, he only knew that these people who were brought in by himself must be protected by themselves, because his father said that villagers are the roots of a village.
"Dad, I'll take care of them."
Father Ji didn't react to what his son said for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he scolded with a smile.
"You stinky boy, on weekdays, Lao Tzu asked you to slaughter the village well, you are good, if you don't learn well all day long, you know that staying with those people is not good to learn, now it's okay, remember how Lao Tzu taught you on weekdays?"
The group of people who followed through the thorns had a hanging heart, and after listening to Daddy Ji's words, they immediately laughed, but Ji Siming alone couldn't laugh.
If I listen to my father more on weekdays, where do so many inexplicable things happen.
Seeing his son's wrinkled appearance, Father Ji sighed and reached out to pat his son's shoulder, "Stinky boy, don't think so much, even if there is no you, those monsters will find the taste to come to Jijia Village, this matter is just a matter of time or time, don't always put the sin on yourself." ”
His son, although he looks quite confused, but after so many years of raising, how could he not know his son's temperament.
opened his mouth, Ji Siming didn't say anything in the end.
Looking at the hundreds of villagers behind him, there were only thirty or forty left at this time, Ji Siming's heart was not a good feeling.
"Ah Yuan, go quickly, don't take your mother with you."
I don't know how long I walked, but finally a human voice was heard in the silent mountains.
Ji Zhiyuan was holding an old woman in one hand and a wooden stick in the other, trying his best to remove the thorns in front of him.
Taking a breath, Ji Zhiyuan stood in place and took out the last piece of baked cake from his arms.
Putting the baked cake in the old woman's hand, Ji Zhiyuan continued to walk forward.
"Mother, you eat first, and when we get outside, let's go somewhere else to find someone, they must have a way to save us."
What he said did not have the slightest hint of leaving the old woman here, Ji Zhiyuan's hand holding the old woman became stronger and stronger, this is his mother, if he leaves his mother in this place where monsters are everywhere, is it still a person?
"Ji Zhiyuan, can you go faster? The things behind are about to catch up. ”
Ji Ada, who had been following behind, finally couldn't help but open his mouth, when has this happened, he is still talking about these things that he has or not, he wants to go to the capital, and he has to go to the capital!
The old woman wanted to poke her head out to see who was following her son, obviously it was her son who was behind her at that time, and many people couldn't stand the pain of the barbs on their bodies and chose another path, who else would follow?
didn't look at Ji Ada, who was following him and using himself as a shield, Ji Zhiyuan suppressed his anger in his heart, he had always used Ji Ada's elders to comfort him, but the more this happened, the more Ji Adea wanted to provoke himself.
"Ah?"
The old woman finally remembered where she seemed to have heard this voice, she stayed in the house all the year round to sew and mend her son's clothes, and she hadn't seen this youngest cousin for a long time, but didn't Ah Da go to other places to make business? Why is it here again?
"Eh, it's me, sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, brother, I think you don't care."
Where did Ji Adaa go to other places, but he has been hiding at home, just to avoid those people outside who are looking for him to collect debts.
determined the identity of the person behind her son, and the old woman stopped talking, she knew why Ji Adaa was always behind her son, her son was tall, he was short, and it was appropriate to use her son as a shield, but it was still the same as before, and her stomach was full of bad water.
Seeing that the old woman no longer spoke, Ji Ah laughed and didn't speak again, but continued to follow Ji Zhiyuan, although this was the case, it was still inevitable that he would be scraped by barbs, and he exhaled in pain from time to time.
I don't know how long I walked, Ji Siming, who had been walking in the forefront, stopped.
Seeing that there was a piece of light in front of him instead of the little slit that had just walked all the way, Ji Siming felt excited in his heart, and the stick in his hand pushed hard to the side.
What caught his eye was a patch of green, Ji Siming took a deep breath, completely forgetting the hot pain behind him.
One by one, the villagers came out of the thorny field, to say that this mountain is really good, most of the mountain is full of thorns, no one dares to walk on weekdays, now they actually walked out of here alive, it is really lucky.
Not daring to cheer loudly, the villagers only dared to jump in their hearts, but when the joy passed, everyone frowned again.
"Where are we going next?"
Someone among the villagers asked such a sentence, and everyone present was silent, Jijia Village was gone, and most of them even lost their families, if it wasn't for the fighting spirit in their hearts to live, I was afraid that they would all die.
Everyone's eyes turned to Daddy Ji beside Ji Siming, they all do rough work on weekdays, and the only one who knows a lot is Daddy Ji......