252|Bosom friend 1
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This sentence may be a portrayal of his life
introduction
Xiuxiu squatted with the spider girl outside the back door to decoct the medicine. The sun was scorching, and a white mist rose from the somewhat desolate mudflat. Master Gao's broad back appeared and disappeared in the mist, and the dull sound of wet mud churning came from time to time.
Xiuxiu rubbed her smoky red eyes, and then secretly threw a piece of coptis into the medicine pot while Spider Niang looked down at the fire.
Spider Niang looked up and sniffed the medicine pot as if she was conscious, and Xiuxiu, who was weak-hearted, hurriedly turned her head to look outside.
"Xiuxiu, bring the fish basket"
Master Gao's shout came from afar, and Xiuxiu was overjoyed, and hurriedly agreed.
She thought that Master Gao had caught a big fish, but Master Gao used a shovel to throw a ball of mud into the fish basket with a strange face.
"Go back, go back, go back." He tucked the fish basket under his arm and hurried Xiuxiu to say, "Something is wrong in this place." ”
As soon as he entered the inn, he threw the fish basket in front of Hu Ji.
The joyful Hu Ji tilted his body, but leaned idly on the counter, only looking at Master Gao with a puzzled gaze.
"Look, I dug it out of the mudflat." Master Gao brushed the wet mud with his bare hands and motioned for Hu Ji to take a closer look.
Hu Ji showed a look of disgust, glanced at it slightly, and waved his hand: "Throw it out." ”
Master Gao saw that Hu Ji didn't care, so he had to hurriedly say, "Take a closer look."
"What dirty stuff also tell me to see" Hu Ji raised his hand and pointed upstairs, and said slightly angrily, "Go find that guy, these days, he is too lazy to do enough"
Master Gao was a little embarrassed for a moment, and after thinking about it, he swept the mud back to the fish basket and went upstairs.
The guests in the lobby were all stunned to look at the muddy water traces that extended to the second floor, and some didn't understand what kind of medicine Master Gao sold in the gourd.
Hei Saburo, who was leaning on Tsing Yi's lap and pretending to sleep, heard the movement and hurriedly turned over and sat up.
With a rush of footsteps, Master Gao rushed in from outside the room rudely.
Tsing Yi stood up in surprise, while Hei Saburo raised his eyes dissatisfiedly and said, "You'd better have something important enough to come to me." ”
Master Gao took a heavy breath, and then carefully placed the fish basket on the ground, and finally looked at Hei Saburo with solemn eyes.
Hei Saburo raised his eyebrows, and then leaned forward to take a look.
Tsing Yi followed, watching as the wet mud was spread out, revealing what was wrapped inside.
She first saw a little white foot that was swollen by the sea, and then followed by Master Gao's hand, and the owner of the little foot suddenly turned over.
Tsing Yi gasped in fright.
It was a terrifying-looking little baby, with extremely slender hands and feet, and his small body with blue spots did not match the relatively large head.
His eyes were enormous, their dark eyeballs almost filled their sockets, and their eyelids were so transparent that they were almost non-existent, and he stared lifelessly at everyone who looked at him.
"Where did this child come from" Tsing Yi, who was frightened, subconsciously turned his head and said, "It's really pitiful to look at, let's send it to bury it quickly"
"Wait" Hei Saburo looked at the dead baby carefully a few times without changing his face, and then instructed Master Gao as if he saw something, "Turn him over." ”
Master Gao flicked his wrist and flipped the dead baby over as he said.
Tsing Yi, who turned his back on his face, only heard Hei Saburo smack, and then there was a solemn silence.
She sensed that something was wrong, struggled for a moment, and finally gritted her teeth and turned back to see what was worthy of their strictness in the dead baby.
It's just a baby who died young, and if there's anything strange about it, it's only the abrupt bumps on his back.
Hei Saburo looked at the dead baby intently, and said in a deep voice: "How many have you found?"
"Not much, just this one." Master Gao gasped and muffled, "But it's only a zhang away from the inn, and if you take a few steps outside, you should be able to dig out more." ”
Hei Saburo came out of his mind for a while, and at the end he waved his hand with a solemn face: "Take it out and burn it." ”
Master Gao hesitated for a moment, because he was not an extremely intelligent person, and he couldn't think of a better way now, so he had to do it.
Tsing Yi inquired and pulled Kurosaburo's sleeve.
Kurosaburo gently touched the egg in his arms, and then replied softly, "That's not a child, that's the egg of a flying locust." ”
Since being kicked out by the Lin family, Mu Ziqi has been sleeping in the open for more than a month.
The wind on the autumn night was already a little cool, and he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to stroke the qin to the moon.
The string sound of the phoenix tong is still so pleasant, even if there is no elegant fragrance, no high-grade tea, even if its owner is already in rags, its timbre is still the most rare natural sound in the world.
There was a faint hint of intoxication on his haggard countenance, and even the unbearable hunger had subsided a lot.
"Bah, I said that there is something wrong with you" The angry scolding suddenly sounded, startling his hand to slip and ruining the original smooth tune.
"What kind of cotton do you play in the middle of the night?" the person who interrupted the sound of the piano was still angry, and continued to say angrily, "Don't let people sleep, Ming'er, the big guy still has to get up early to hurry, if you make noise again, don't blame us for smashing your broken piano."
He hugged Yaoqin nervously, for fear that the person who spoke would really come and destroy his piano.
But the man did not get up, and as soon as the sound of the piano stopped, he rolled over and went back to sleep.
Mu Ziqi turned back nervously to confirm that the captain and worker were already asleep, and then he let go of his arm and began to carefully wrap Yaoqin in a piano bag.
He was worried and melancholy in his heart, and he couldn't use the piano to relieve his worries, so he couldn't sleep all night, so he could only widen his eyes and sigh at the bright moon in the sky.
Sighing and sighing, he somehow fell asleep.
"Hey, wake up"
When he was drowsy, he felt a dull pain in his chest, and he suddenly woke up.
He looked up in panic and saw that the long-term workers were already ready to go.
Behind them was a pile of smoking coke, and the oiled paper used to wrap the dry food was scattered on the ground, silently indicating that the long-term workers had finished eating.
Hungry in his belly, he swallowed hard, but the only bit of pride in his heart made him reluctant to beg for food. For they will not give, so why should they be ashamed of themselves?
"Hurry up" The overseer kicked him disdainfully, and continued to humiliate him with words, "As soon as I look at your lazy appearance, I know that those people outside are right, and they call themselves literati, and it's a shame to say it, and you don't say anything about eating and wearing in the Lin family, and you also seduce other people's daughters, the Lin family didn't kill you, you are already doing good deeds."
Mu Ziqi was stabbed to the point of cramping in his heart, and his face turned blue. He gasped a few times, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "I didn't"
"Get up and hurry," the foreman lazily listened to his quibbles, and scolded again, "When we are in a hurry, we procrastinate and grind, and play the piano at night, if it weren't for you, we would have arrived at the place a long time ago." ”
Mu Ziqi was full of grief and anger, but he didn't want to be as rude and arrogant as the other party, so he had to endure it again.
The group had been on the road for a long time, he was hungry and sleepy, and the weight of the piano he was carrying was not light, so he was still far behind the team after all.
When he finally caught up with the group, he found that they had already set up a campfire and eaten dry food.
He curled up in the corner, looking at the dry food in their hands.
A long-term worker was a little uncomfortable, so he could only scold and scold and break a pot helmet and throw it to him: "You are also unlucky, you only care about the broken piano on the road, and you have lost a bag of everyone's dry food." Now, let's eat, this is the last dry food, and we have to drink the wind and eat the soil tomorrow."
Mu Ziqi looked at the piece of flour on the ground with dry eyes, his fingers trembled and trembled, and he finally picked it up and ate it.
It's another sunny night tonight. After everyone was asleep, he couldn't help but take Yaoqin out.
But he didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only bounce up with his empty hand.
After the silent song ended, he gently wiped the end of the strings, and then silently shed a tear at Yaoqin.
The faint sound of Qingyue was fleeting, and the long-term workers in their sleep did not move. He let out a long sigh at the moon, full of emotion for his sad situation.
"Sing, why don't you sing" In the dark night, a childish voice suddenly urged him, "Your voice sounds good." ”
Mu Ziqi looked around in surprise, but he didn't see anyone.
"Your wings grow strangely." The inexplicable voice continued, "Why are you different from me?"
Before the words fell, the Yaoqin under his hand suddenly burst out with a sharp sound.
He was shocked and hurriedly leaned over and hugged the piano.
The awakened workers scolded him, and the most angry overseer even picked up a burning firewood and smashed it straight at the Yaoqin in his arms.
Mu Ziqi had no way to avoid it, so he could only subconsciously turn around and protect the body with his body.
As if he heard the sound of bones breaking, he curled up feebly on the ground as he watched as the other man snatched the piano from his arms and threw it into the fire.
The sound of the strings cracking was terrible, and his heart was like a knife, and he was desperate for a while.
That piano has been with him for fifteen years, it is the legacy and remembrance of his past, and it is also the pillar that has supported him through countless hardships and setbacks.
He screamed and wept like a child. Even when his family was ruined and he was imprisoned, he still stood up strongly. But now that his spiritual sustenance has been destroyed, the hardships he has experienced are like a collapsed tower in an instant, overwhelming him.
"Tut-tut, look, look," the overseer chirped in disgust, "I have long seen that he has a snot and a soft pus, and is not as backbone as the last slave." In my opinion, the official who promoted him at the beginning must have been blind, and the emperor had bright eyes and ears, and he was taken down early. If there were an official like him at the top, we ordinary people would not have to die of suffering. ”
He scolded and kicked Mu Ziqi, and then prepared to take off his clothes: "It is said that thieves can't change their stealing nature, maybe that bag of dry food is hidden by you."
When they heard this, they were very reasonable, and they rushed forward to search him.
Mu Ziqi was humiliated and forced out a mouthful of blood. When they were about to resist, the men suddenly retreated like a tidal wave.
"There's something moving in his arms," I heard a man cry out in horror, "Youkai Yokai"
He smiled bitterly, and said in his heart, after wronging him for misconduct, now he wants to say that he is a monster
"Run" Everyone saw the living creature poking its head out of Mu Ziqi's arms, and they were even more frightened, and immediately ran away regardless of it.
Mu Ziqi saw that their fear did not seem to be fake, and he was surprised in his heart.
Just when he was puzzled, he heard the voice from before suddenly say, "I snatched your wings back." ”
His back was cold, and he subconsciously bowed his head.
In his arms, a pair of strange big eyes were staring at him