The man's gaze changed from curiosity to seriousness, this little girl is not only not afraid of the scene of corpses everywhere here, but also has some real skills.

The rough voice carried a bit of solemnity, his hands were raised to his chest, his thumbs were erected, and the four fingers of his hands were folded, making a standard scholar's salute, "Contemptible drama company, Chu Dimo." ”

There was a hint of change in Xie Wu's indifferent eyes, and after returning the salute, he raised his eyes and looked at him carefully, "I heard that the Mo family is very tightly organized, how could a strong man be left here alone, and he is in danger?" ”

After his death, the Mo family created by Mo Zhai was divided into three factions, namely Chu Mo, Qi Mo and Qin Mo.

Chu Mo was led by Deng Lingzi, a chivalrous warrior who fought for righteousness, opposed war, and was a supporter of action for the ideas of "love and love" and "non-attack"; Qi and Mo leaders are husband and son, lobbying for scholars, traveling around the world to promote the idea of love and love; The faction led by Qin Moxiang Liqin has no quarrel with the world and pays attention to scientific and technological research, which can be regarded as the inheritance of "conformism" skills.

Ju Lian said that he was Chu Mo, and he was carrying a bronze sword, so it seemed that he was indeed a swordsman of the Mo family.

"Hey, no matter how strict the Mo family is, it won't let people go home to visit relatives, right?" The drama shook her arm that was tightly tied to relieve her worries, and she didn't know what medicine she was wearing, and it seemed to have some analgesic effect?

Xie Wei raised his eyes and stared, although he smiled when he said this, his eyes were full of sadness and desolation.

She remembered that when she fled from the corpse-strewn tribe and reflected her petite figure in the water, there was also such a look in her eyes that life was worse than death.

Even though those who were dead were no longer her relatives, the natural physiological reaction of this body still existed, and the bitter hatred and sorrow were not so easy to subside.

"Worrying, 'Death and life, life also, it has the same night, and the sky is also'."

I have heard that neither death nor life can be arranged by human force, but is as eternal as the alternation of night and day, and is entirely natural.

"'The big piece carries me in form, labors me to live, I grow old, and rests me to die. Therefore he who is good to me is therefore good to me and he dies.'" ”

Nature has carried my body, toiled me with survival, eased me with old age, and rested me with death. So, since he who sees my existence as a good thing, he should also regard my death as a good thing for this same reason.

The drama Lian's eyes flashed, his face was full of surprise, and his thick eyebrows trembled a few times, "The medical girl is so young, she actually passed the "Great Grandmaster" chapter written by Zhuang Zhou? ”

The Mo family is often attacked by Confucianism, but the relationship with Taoism is much better, so when the drama heard that the recitation of Xie Wei was a famous Taoist article, he couldn't help but get closer to her.

What's more, putting aside these and relieving his worries, isn't it just to persuade him to see life and death?

"The young are in turmoil, the whole family is dead, I don't know what to do?" Xie Wei's voice was flat, and she couldn't hear any sorrow, as if the person who "died in the whole family" was not her.

When I was young, I experienced the calamity of death, and my whole people died, and I wonder who is more bitter than your suffering?

“…… The doctor is open-minded. The drama even smiled bitterly, although everyone understands the truth, but how can they really let go of their loved ones when they die?

"Strong men, come with worries." Xie Jie's eyes narrowed, and he raised his small chin slightly to look at the water like a lake in the distance, "The flood has not receded, this place is low-lying, or it may be invaded again, so it is better to leave quickly." ”

The drama didn't move, the ink eyebrows twisted into a knot, and he just stood up and looked back at the place where he had just stayed.

Through the dense and moist wild grass, Xie Wei faintly saw several slightly raised soil bags, the mud soaked by the flood was ochre-colored, and there was no grass or trees growing on them, which seemed to be newly piled up.

Fang Cai even has mud and blood on his hands, so it can be seen that most of these dirt bags are piled up by him.

"Do you not use a sword?"

If he didn't have tools, he was clearly carrying a bronze sword, which looked clean and clean, so why would he hurt himself like that?

"Mourning, bow down to the funeral ......" The drama said half a sentence, his eyes glimpsed the tide rising again in the distance, his face turned solemn, and he suddenly grabbed to relieve his worries, "Where can I go?" ”

Xie Wei was abruptly picked up, almost thrown out, although he was annoyed with such rudeness, but also heard the sound of water in the distance approaching, thinking that it was the flood again, and was unfortunate by his own words, under the stake of life and death, how could he have the heart to reason with him, only dumbfounded, calm, "The southeast land can also." ”

The drama was not ambiguous, and after glancing up at the sun to determine the direction, he carried her and ran wildly to the southeast.

Xie Wei was protected by him in his arms, and he was born petite, and the surrounding scenery could not be seen, but he could only hear the sound of wind and water in his ears, roaring and surging, very lively.

It's just that the field is too bumpy, and the drama is running extremely fast, and Xie Wei rubbed the thick and hard placket of his beard for a while, and always felt that the skin on his face was going to be rubbed off.

I don't know how long it took to run, the drama finally stopped, Xie Wei felt that he was almost torn apart, and her clothes and sideburns were scattered a lot, in her memory, she came back from the dead, and after wandering for several months and arrived in Zhaoyu Township, it seemed that she had never been so wolf.

But now is not the time to get angry, Xie Worry turned his eyes and glanced around, and his heart cooled down a little.

The drama stopped not because they had reached a safe place, but because they were surrounded by standing water, and they had no way out.

She now regrets why she rashly broke into the flooded area, this life was not easy to come by, and this time she went deep into the cave, it was her own negligence.

"Don't worry about the doctor." Julian was calm, but instead found a clean stone and sat down, unwrapped the package, took out a bag of dry food, broke half and handed it to relieve his worries, "It's noon." ”

Xie Wei frowned, "In danger, I don't have much appetite for worry." ”

"The contemptible people have a little water conservancy, although this place is surrounded by stagnant water, but when it comes, it will retreat, and the doctor will not be impatient." The drama was calm, nibbling on the dry food with relish, while stretching his neck to observe the surroundings, nodding from time to time.

Xie was skeptical, but looking at the surrounding water, it was impossible to leave with his own strength, so he could only be as he said, calm down and take the dry food to eat.

The dry food that the drama gave her was baked golden on both sides, and there was a cut between the two pieces of dough, which was very different from the common bean cakes and rice crackers in Chudi, but it was very similar to the so-called "meat sandwich bun".

Xie Wei stayed in Zhao Di for two years at the beginning, so she naturally recognized that this was a common food in the Qin and Jin regions, and remembered the accent of the drama company - because she occupied this body, she knew the language of the Zhao area, and after entering Chu, she learned some Chu dialects, and the communication was unhindered, so Fang Cai didn't care about the accent of the drama company.

Thinking about it carefully at this time, although he called himself Chu Dimo, he had a dialect near Qin Zhao, which was incomprehensible.

"The strong man Chu people, the Qin people?"