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Zhang Hong has no money, but he can practice medicine. So he hung up a cloth signboard, specializing in straightening people's bones, treating sores, stopping diarrhea and laxatives, toothache and brain fever, and children's night crying and kicking.

Gradually, more and more customers are coming. When he made money, he handed it over to Old Man Yao, so Old Man Yao had no reason to drive him away.

When his business was doing better, someone would propose to him. Zhang Hong didn't shirk, but said: "I have to watch my sister marry a good family first." ”

- Oh yes, at this time, he pretended to be Ah Yan's brother and another distant nephew of Old Man Yao.

Ah Yan has no opinion on this, anyway, for her, the more "relatives" the better, which can hide her original identity.

However, she didn't expect Zhang Hong to be able to use her "own sister" like this.

No matter how good her temper is, no matter how careless, she also wants to settle this account with Zhang Hong. But when she found Zhang Hong, Zhang Hong held a box of rouge pollen in his left hand and a pack of eight-treasure ducks in his right hand, smiling at her.

Zhang Hong's smile is very moving, like a flower as big as his palms in the lake in autumn, unhurried, petal by petal, so attentive and gentle.

Ah Yan went to the side of her mouth to forget the empty and forgot to hand her the rouge box, but she went to pick up the Babao duck, cramped, and said casually: "Daddy Yao once said that roast chicken and duck or something need peanuts and dried spices from the adjacent street, and they are called fragrant when they are matched!" The old Fen wine is simply amazing. ”

Zhang Hong didn't say anything: "I'll buy it." ”

Ah Yan stopped him: "Forget it, let's change the day!" Today is not a holiday. ”

"Eat if you like! It's time for today's holiday. Anyway, ...... tomorrow," Zhang Hong swallowed back the words below.

Ah Yan knew what he wanted to say: Tomorrow, I don't know if I can live such a day.

The two stood for a moment. Zhang Hong hurriedly turned around and left as if he was fleeing.

It was too long and I didn't come back.

Ah Yan went to look for him, but there was no him in the incense shop. The market is a little vigilant, I heard that it is a chaotic party that is approaching, not aimed at Zhang Hong.

Ah Yan went to the liquor store again.

A middle-aged aunt in black sat there resting her feet and asked passers-by if they had ever seen a doctor's seed.

The doctor, who knew that he had done something unseemly in private, was superstitious about "what to eat and what to make up", and wanted to make up for the scenery in bed, so he privately led some homeless children who had no foundation to the house and died, and cut off the words at the bottom to make medicinal wine. After the matter was pierced, he should have been executed, but he made money up and down, and was only sentenced to "mirror punishment".

The so-called mirror punishment means that the prisoner will make up for the part of the physical injury caused to others.

The son of the aunt in black was killed by the doctor. She was so angry that she took out a few dollars from her family, begged the government to sentence her, and begged the executioner to kill the doctor. Which one cares about her!

The day of the doctor's execution was the same day as Huang Shilang. The executioner was a senior executioner, a shriveled old man, with old and spicy hands, pulling open the doctor's robe, raising and falling in his hands, and showing the public for a week, and everyone shouted loudly. The foreplay is hot and satisfying. The doctor was dazed in blood and dragged down. Huang Shilang came on the stage, silent for a while, waiting to see this important show.

The prisoner checked his body and took off his robe. Before the cut, the executioner should slap a palm on the prisoner's heart to seal his blood, so as not to make the blood flow unsightly, and also help the wound to be clean and tidy, and ensure that the executioner accurately cuts the knife.

The old man shot neatly and cut beautifully, and the audience applauded loudly. But it's wrong to cut and cut - why didn't the prisoner react? No matter how hard it is, right?

One check, it's broken! The prisoner is dead! How many knives have been cut?

The crowd was disappointed, and the noise turned into a riot. The old man was so frightened that he ran away. The old man's boss blamed himself, hung up his black gauze hat, and made up his mind to catch the old man and punish him at the ends of the earth!

- Not to mention it.

In short, after the doctor returned, the neighbors laughed at him, and the victim's relatives and friends blocked the door and cursed. He couldn't stay in peace, and slipped out of Beijing, and he didn't know where he went. The doctor's son also felt very shameless and ran away from home.

The sin is so great, how can I run away, the aunt in black chased all the way, and couldn't catch up with the doctor, but found the whereabouts of the doctor's son, and found here intermittently.

She described to others the appearance of the doctor's son: he was not yet weak, and he was white and fat.

Zhang Hong looked in his twenties, with dark brown skin and a firm and thin skin.

Everyone said that they had never seen such a person, and they sympathized with the aunt. gave the aunt some leftover cold steamed buns, and encouraged her to continue looking, and after finding it, it was best to pull it back to the hidden city to open everyone's eyes.

The aunt thanked everyone very much, put away the food, and prepared to leave the city, but the soldiers sealed the city gate - martial law.

The chaotic party is becoming more and more rampant, and it is not wrong to be more careful in the hidden city! The soldiers on the patrol beat the gong to warn everyone: go home when you should go home, go to the inn if you should go to the inn, don't walk outside-

Martial law is on!

There was a panic. The aunt in black waved her arms and asked, "Then where am I going?" Where am I going? I don't have any money! "No one paid attention to her this time.

Yan stood for a moment and turned back.

In Huang Shilang's abandoned mansion, Ah Yan found Zhang Hong.

Zhang Hong is in front of a small building with green tiles in Zhulan.

That small building is the boudoir of the legendary little lady of the Huang family, which has long been half of the decline and has become a rat's nest. There is a plum grove by the side of the building, which has been left unattended for a long time, and several trees have withered and fallen, and the branches that remain are scattered and long, like a woman in distress, unkempt. There was an acacia tree, but it was amazingly luxuriant, absorbing the vitality of the whole house, the crown of the tree was a brilliant green, and the feather-like leaves were so vivid that they looked like thick eyelashes, as if some cunning eyes were hiding underneath and would peep at any time.

Zhang Hong stared at the acacia tree, I don't know how long. Ayan Footyin tapped gently from behind him, and he turned around and gave her a smile.

The smile is clear and bitter.

He said, "After standing for so long, no goblins are willing to come out and take me." ”

"Ah," Yan replied slowly, "I don't think there are goblins in this world. ”

She reached out and led him back. Without saying a word, he put his hand in her palm. That thin hand, but it was unexpectedly strong, as if he had given her all his life, and she could hold it.

But they can't get out anymore.

Martial law soldiers sealed off all street entrances. They have urged them three times that if they do not return to their homes, they will all be arrested and imprisoned as spies of the rebels.

Ah Yan heard the third urging and still walked into the ruins. Maybe he's here, she thought.

She couldn't bear to let him retreat here alone.

She found him, but could not get out.

Fortunately, the weather is warm, so you can hang out for a night anywhere, and you won't kill people in the cold. The soldiers, fearing the fairy legends of the ruins, did not enter. Ah Yan and Zhang Hong sat under the acacia tree. The night was getting thicker, the bright green feather leaves were closing one by one, the wind brought a chill, and Ah Yan and Zhang Hong's bodies couldn't help but get closer and closer. The body temperatures of the two gradually blended.

Ah Yan stiffened his body violently.

Who's coming?

No, she heard it wrong, it should have been the wind blowing the trees. The night bird was startled by her, flew half a circle, and fell back to the branch to rest.

There was a chestnut-feathered chickadee, and when it saw a dark shadow, it thought it was a human, and was startled a little—no, it was also mistaken. That thing wasn't popular at all. It turned out to be a tree. In the bird's little brain, it's either/or. If people are excluded, it is a tree. It came to a restful halt.

Half a shift passed. There is no one to watch tonight, and all moments are just speculation. Maybe time stuck here, and the sky will never dawn again, and it is not known. Or as long as you fall asleep and wake up again, it is already a sea of vicissitudes and no one is at all.

The acacia tree nervously closed its leaves, and the two people at the bottom of the tree seemed to be asleep.

Ah Yan remained motionless and quietly uttered a few words: "You can go." The voice was so small that it didn't look like hers.

Zhang Hong also didn't move, leaning his back against her back and replied, "Yes, you can go." Originally, I thought I could die. Do you know? Escaping from a terrible place, walking and walking, tired and hungry, and not knowing where to go, thinking that the shadow of escape is still chasing after you and piercing your heart. I can't describe the discomfort, I think it's okay to die like this, but I can't end my life with my own hands. Every time I go to sleep, I think that it would be a blessing if I could not wake up so easily. ”

Ah Yan said slowly: "I think I can understand. ”

The wind blows far between the leaves. Zhang Hong said: "I am not grateful for saving my life. ”

Ah Yan nodded: "I already knew." ”

Zhang Hong stretched out his hand and looked for her weak hand again: "But when I woke up, when I saw this abandoned mansion from your window, I was shocked. My father and Huang Shilang were executed on the same day. I don't know how I got here. It may be that there is no guidance in the dark. The purpose is to tell me that death is everywhere, and that it may happen at any time, and that there is no escape. In this case, there is no need to run away, and you can stay wherever you drift. If you don't die for the time being, it's better to live. I ......"

Yan's heart pounded. She felt that such a loud voice would be heard by people and animals all over the world. She waited. He finally took her hand again. This time surprisingly firm and gentle: "And I've met you again here." You ......"

The firelight interrupted him.

Ah Yan's heartbeat stopped there empty, weightless in an instant, as if death.

A patrol was ordered to enter the ruins, light huge torches, and scattered to search in twos and threes. Two soldiers laze near Merlin, resting and chatting.

They said that Huang Zhongcheng next to him was so powerful, and he fought so fiercely against Xuan Pinjun. I don't know if the county can withstand it - alas, the people are just a city, they are a county, of course they should be able to withstand it! - However, it is also normal for many emerging heroes to become robbers first, and then become a village, then a city, and then a county. Will it be eaten? These two soldiers ate the military rations of the Rice County, and they still had a little conscience, and they comforted each other and said that they would definitely not! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )