() Dusk, but the sun makes me feel very warm. (Fengwu Literature Network http://WWW.QIUWW.NET.)

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Dressed in a coarse linen robe stolen from the Girl in Raccoon, I walked up the shores of Lake Ansheng, not knowing where I was going, just wanting to escape from this hell as quickly as possible.

But after all, I haven't been down-to-earth for a long time, and I almost have to forget how to walk, and after walking less than two miles, I sit on the side of the road to rest because I am not comfortable walking.

Think about the current appearance, it should be seven points like a ghost, three points like a dog, it just so happens that there are many pedestrians on the road, each of them is in a state of sickness, three or three, two by two, compared with me, maybe it's not as good.

Leaning on the plane tree, he looked up slightly, looking at the clouds in the west, as if the desolation of another world was gradually rising in his heart. At this time, I wanted to say something to express my feelings, but my expression was numb and terrible. Even the moment I burst out of the bottom of the lake, I didn't feel the joy I imagined, and the joy and sorrow seemed to be irrelevant.

The long-term fatigue made me fall asleep quickly, but I didn't sleep as well as I imagined, and many pictures that I had never seen or forgotten were squeezed in like a baggage, and my head hurt.

The first thing that came to mind was the rape field that I was familiar with, and the face of the tall man in the dream was finally seen by me clearly, with sword eyebrows and straight eyebrows, tough facial features, and resolute temperament, that was my father, the majestic shore was like a mountain, and I was the mountain elf he desperately cared for. He loved to lift me up and straddle the back of his neck, and the young me grabbed his hair and milked him to walk around, along the longitudinal and horizontal field paths, until the sunset. He sang to me, Qingyue's voice hummed a country tune, as the evening breeze was blown in the distant sky, at this time, a beautiful woman appeared in the picture, wearing a yellow and green color-blocked cardigan, calling us back to dinner.

At that age, I was so naughty and mischievous, my father would scold me, turn his head to speak for me in front of my mother, and then bow his head with me and be scolded by my mother. Behind his back, he glanced at me and shrugged and snickered with me.

Every time I cried, he was also the one who had the best way to make me happy, making a grimace, pinching his nose, and asking me to pull his hair and scratch it indiscriminately. My mother blamed him for spoiling me, but my father happily picked me up, kissed me on the face, and said dotingly: My daughter is for petting. As soon as the words fell, the handsome eyebrows were ravaged again by my fleshy little hands......

I slept for a long time. I don't know how many more days have passed when I woke up again. His face was full of tears. He stared at the distant wilderness for a long time, and then got up again and hurried.

Now there is nothing but time, but I am so short-lived. Six years have been wasted, and I really don't want to waste any more precious time. With so much on my shoulders, I can't slash the enemy, and I'd rather suffer the reincarnation of ten thousand deaths at the bottom of the lake.

All the way up, after walking for a long time, I finally felt hungry, out of the Burning Jade Drunken Cloud Array, and if I didn't eat, I might collapse to death, and after raising my eyes left and right, I turned my head and went to the outskirts of the mountains to pick a lot of wild fruits.

Carrying the wild fruit straight down the mountain. When she turned the mound, she was greeted by a dignified and beautiful woman, with a temperament as clear as water, wearing a moon-yellow light smoke robe, carrying a low bamboo basket on her shoulders, and holding a sickle in her hand. The face was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it for a while.

As she passed me, she grabbed me, and her voice was as cold as a spring: Girl.

I turned around, and she pointed to the wild fruit in my arms: it was a flashy fruit, poisonous.

Glancing at the petite white fruit, I nodded: Thank you.

I was about to leave with the fruit in my arms, but she stopped me again: Sell me these fruits for a penny, how about it?

Finally recognized her from her voice, and I looked at her Xiujing face, which had become more and more indifferent by the precipitation of the years: You are Doctor Sun?

Do you recognize me?

I paused, stretched out my long unkempt hair, and looked at her fixedly: Don't you recognize me?

She raised her eyes, frowned slightly, stared for a long time, and said lightly: I have seen so many people, I can't remember every one, how about it, one penny, sell or not?

I frowned slightly, and there was a lot of timidity in my heart, but I still asked: this year, what year is this year?

Chongyan twenty-three years.

My body stiffened suddenly, and I repeated: Two, twenty-three years?

She nodded, turned around, and said as she walked: If you have your own use for these wild fruits, then don't sell them, but remember not to litter them randomly, there are many homeless people on the road, and it is easy for people to eat them by mistake.

She walked farther and farther, and her light voice was still in Lingling, and said: In addition, girl, you are weak and cold, wear more clothes, if you don't have silver taels, you can walk twenty miles to the east, and there is a special place for the poor in the warm stone village over there.

Her thin back went farther and farther away, disappearing behind the green trees on the hillside. And I froze in place, unable to find my mind for a long time.

The twilight was four, the stars were hanging in the wilderness, and the evening breeze was blowing from the depths of the valley, and I finally felt the cold chill again, but it came from my heart.

Six years, it's been six years.

In the past six years, the water of the lake at the bottom of the pond has constantly suffocated and fainted, but the mantra of light has kept me alive. I have been repeating death and rebirth all the time, and I have endured this torment of being worse than death for six years.

And in the past six years, how have the people I known have changed?

They all thought I was dead, and Yang Xiuyi, he, he should be married......

Six years, but have children?

I thought that my heart was like stopping water, and all my thoughts were lost, and finally I squatted down again, my heart ached like a twist, and I burst into tears.

According to the words of Doctor Sun, he walked twenty miles to the east, and countless villages under Tiansui Mountain could be seen in the distance, and asked passers-by where Nuanshizhuang was, and found that there were hundreds of people who went to Nuanshizhuang together, so he dispelled this idea in a blink of an eye and walked to another official road.

What I heard on the road, Pingxiao is still in a big drought, there is no rain for seven years, the cities of the six states in the southwest are empty, thousands of miles of starvation, thousands of miles of red land, the people cannibalize each other, the white bones cover the wilderness, the hungry people pour into all parts of the Central Plains, such as today's things are expensive, rice and meat are hard to find.

I don't know whether this news is happy or sad for me. Adhering to the teachings of the master that the world is great and the common people are respected, I should weep and be compassionate, but if there is no great drought in Pingxiao, let the government lead the water of Ansheng Lake to the southwest, maybe I have really stepped into the endless cycle of eternal life and eternity at the bottom of Ansheng Lake, and there will be no return.

Looking up at the canopy of heaven that was about to be closed again, my heart was so uncomfortable, the weak remnant sun in the cloud shadow sky was about to go west, and then there was the loneliness and loneliness of no one in heaven and earth. I miss some people at this time. Thinking about what they're doing, how they're doing, whether they're remembering me at some point. But like Master's previous apprentices, I may have become the past, and I was only occasionally mentioned by his old man during some festivals in the Chongyang Shangyuan. There is a saying about how to say, the origin is only to see the new person laughing, who to hear the old person crying.

In fact, I thought about these pictures for a long time before I came down the mountain, and I thought at that time, that their lives were so long. Grow to live with heaven and earth. And I'm just a short-lived ghost who can live for decades after all. Think about it. When it really comes to such a time, all that accumulates in my heart is overwhelming bitterness and discomfort. Unacceptable, unacceptable.

Bypass Nuanshizhuang and head north. The pines and cypresses became more and more numerous, and the sound of soup and water was gradually heard.

Now you should put aside the distractions of the world, and concentrate on restoring the ugliness of your father, mother, relatives and clansmen, you must first take care of this broken body, find a place to take root, and start over.

Because there were a lot of victims, I walked along the official road next to the Linchen River for two days, and no officers and soldiers came up to question the household registration papers, on the contrary, there were even people at some post stations to give rice porridge, and I was so afraid of the cold. Now I have resistance to the hot rice porridge, and I have to sit on the side of the road every time, waiting for the river breeze to blow cold.

On this day, I sat as usual, and the heat of the soup porridge had not yet dissipated. A hungry skinny woman suddenly jumped up and snatched it. I didn't want to, the rice porridge was spilled during the dispute, she took the empty bowl and raised her head greedily to lick it, licked it a few times and suddenly became angry, and after the bowl came over, she pounced on me and hit me.

In a hurry, I was pushed to the ground by her, and in the confusion and tearing, I grabbed a stone in the air and slammed it down on her head, she let out a piercing scream, and collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from the wound and spilling out in all directions.

There were more than 100 of them on the road of such a food struggle, and I threw the bloody stone on the ground coldly, and turned to leave, but I was surrounded by the old villagers who were traveling with this woman.

Under the natural disaster of hunger, the hearts of the people of the world have turned into ashes, whoever has great brute strength and high ability is the strongest, the rules and principles are all by him, the so-called weak and strong eat, even if I tear my flesh and bones in a hurry, and have a full meal, the officers and soldiers next door will not come out to take care of it.

I stepped back slightly, and was about to move all the stones around me with my thoughts, but at this moment, someone pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, it was Doctor Sun.

She put down the medicine box, squatted on the ground to apply the medicine and bandage the woman, paused, raised her eyes to look at me, and said in a cold voice: It's you.

I looked at her, thinking that she recognized me, and I didn't know what to say for a while, but she said sharply: Didn't you tell you not to litter the wild fruit a few days ago?

I shook my head: I didn't litter.

I saw the pit on the way down, did you know that the flashy fruit will make people see blood and seal their throats?

That's what I ate.

She hooked her lips and smiled coldly, she had neatly treated the wound as she spoke, got up after sorting out the medicine box, and said lightly: I could have saved you, but people like you, it's not a pity to die.

After speaking, he turned and left.

I naturally know what she means, now that the catastrophe is gone, her identity as a famous doctor in the rivers and lakes is afraid that Emperor Guibi is at this time, if she wants to save me from the siege of this group of homeless people, maybe just one sentence will do.

But I don't seem to need it.

Opening the way with rocks, I quickly regained my freedom, and turned away with a blank face amid the screams of the crowd, and at the same time felt incredible at the clarity of my mind now.

I didn't take a few steps when I suddenly heard my name being called, and I was stunned for a long time before I could react, and when I turned around, I saw a woman with a cloak and a black face running out of nowhere, snatching food, and the people around her retreated, not daring to fight with her.

She raised her head viciously: I am Tian Chujiu, which of you dares to touch me!

When I was stunned, Doctor Sun hurriedly turned back with the medicine box: Catch her!

The woman glanced up at her, then hurried in my direction. I reached out and grabbed her arm, and she was in good shape, and with a twist of her backhand, she grabbed my wrist and put me behind my back. I smiled coldly, my steps became inexplicably flexible, swept her off the plate, pulled my hand directly from her hand, grabbed her hair and smashed it to the ground, and Doctor Sun hurried over: Stop!

If I hadn't heard it, I grabbed her hair and smashed it on the ground, and Doctor Sun came up and pushed me: Don't hurt her!

I pushed her backhand: Get out of here!

But I didn't expect her body to be so weak, and she fell to the ground with a gentle push from me, and never woke up again.