The autumn rain as dense as a net enveloped the earth, and even if you stayed far away on the slope of Xiling Mountain, you could still feel the smoke and ash of Xiakou City, low and depressing, making people unable to breathe......

"Grandma, the wheel is broken, and we are with the convoy in the lost house!" , a young girl in a green dress lifted the curtain, looked at the smoke and dust in the distance ahead, and let out a desperate cry.

Zhou Manyun, who was sitting in the broken carriage, raised his hands to cover his face, and hot tears flowed out of his cold fingers, dripping on the jade dragon and phoenix bracelet on his wrist, silently.

The maid's picture screen and the coachman's voice were urgent, and after sitting for a while, Zhou Manyun thought of her husband Gao Wei's explanation when he suddenly returned home last night. "Lady! Remember, if Xiakou City can't be defended, you will immediately take the whole family across Xiling Mountain and turn south to Shuangqiao Town...... Take care of your mother, brother and ...... And Brother Jin......"

Twin Bridges? asked the driver about the approximate distance, and Zhou Manyun abandoned the car at the moment, determined to chase after him on foot.

Xiakou City is broken, and you must leave as soon as possible to catch up with the convoy at home in order to survive. It is said that the Huangzhou army that captured Xiakou City killed people like hemp, burned and plundered countless people, and the thieves led by them liked to eat people's hearts the most.

The mountain road was muddy, Zhou Manyun wore a hat, a skirt in one hand, and a painting screen in the other, and walked on the muddy mountain road with difficulty. Around him were a group of fleeing Xiakou citizens, dressed differently, but with the same blank expression.

The road is difficult, stumbling and stumbling, it is a thousand times more difficult than thinking, and the movement of the feet is gradually like being tortured......

At the Xiling Mountain Temple at dusk, a master, a servant and two daughters sat in the crowd, and the coachman who had followed them ran alone on the way, leaving behind the two daughters who were obviously dragging down.

Fortunately, the group of people who followed looked like honest people, and when Zhou Manyun's master and servant exchanged the food with the soft they carried, they were as honest as possible, and kindly found a clean and hidden corner for them to rest.

So much so that when he was suddenly awakened by the approaching restless aura in the dark, Zhou Manyun looked at a few well-wishers who had turned from honest people to hideous ghosts, and his eyes were still full of incredulity.

They are all ordinary people in Xiakou, and they obey the law and discipline on weekdays, but the shocking change of the city and the destruction of their families made them break the strings in their hearts. It's kind when you change food, but it doesn't stop the dark desire that grows in the despair of the next few hours.

Zhou Manyun, who only brought an equally weak maid, with expensive ornaments on her body, and showed a small half of her stunning face when eating, became their first hunting target.

The sound of cracking silk was mixed with the sound of shouting and scolding, Zhou Manyun struggled, fled to the crowded place with his hands and feet, his body fell to the ground, and the tips of his fingers touched the placket of an old woman's clothes.

The old woman was holding her little grandson, with a kind face, and when she saw Zhou Manyun asking for help, she immediately hugged the child in her hand tighter in panic and moved her body back quickly.

"Don't be disgraced here!" , a middle-aged scholar with a dignified and solemn face sternly reprimanded. After being glared at by several pairs of eyes that were burned red with lust, the scholar smiled awkwardly, took the initiative to step forward, and pointed to a small pavilion in front of the temple.

There were too many people in the temple, and the few who did evil things for the first time were somewhat ashamed, exchanged glances, and grabbed Zhou Manyun's hair mercilessly with a big hand and dragged it out.

Zhou Manyun, who was dragged by his arm, kept begging for mercy, but the snowy skin exposed by the clothes on his body attracted an even more obscene gasp.

"To be able to play with such a rich young grandmother, it's worth dying in this life!" In the midst of the cruel laughter, the man who was dragging her leaned down and tore off her shirt in public.

Zhou Manyun, who was clutching the threshold of the temple gate, closed his eyes in pain, and bit the tip of his tongue with his tightly closed mouth.

Immediately afterwards, in the slightly cool rain, a choking bloody breath suddenly rushed to the nose......

A corpse fell down with a bang, pressing on Zhou Manyun, who wanted to commit suicide and observe the festival, and a frightened scream broke out of his throat!

In the half-obscured field of vision, a group of black-armored cavalry could be vaguely seen occupying the mountain temple, indifferently driving away and counting the fleeing crowd in the temple.

The corpse lying on Zhou Manyun's body was tilted upside down, with a big face on her neck, her mouth wide open, a black feather passing through her throat trembled in the wind, and a small "Xiao" on the arrow shaft was particularly distinct.

Everything around was flustered and silent. Only clear footsteps sounded step by step, crescendo approaching......

The person who collected the arrow stretched out a hand and pulled out the feather arrow on the dead body, and the blood sprayed on Zhou Manyun's face, so that she completely came back to her senses, crying, and pushing the corpse that was still pressed on her body.

"Alive?" , The man's body was thrown to the ground, and one hand lifted Zhou Manyun's chin, and his fingers were cold to the bone.

I don't know how long it took, the slightly rough thumb and fingertips hesitantly wiped the blood spots on her face, and a pair of eyes gradually turned from loneliness to confusion, "It's you?" ”

Immediately after that, a half-worn black cloak quickly wrapped around Man Yun's ragged body, tightly.

was only slightly stunned in the low voice of comfort, and the teary-eyed Zhou Manyun threw himself into the arms of the strange man as if he were in a god, crying bitterly......

Five-year-old Zhou Manyun woke up from the endless nightmare of his previous life again, sat up with his arms in his arms, and was dripping in cold sweat. A pair of large black and white eyes looked in horror in a familiar direction. In the darkness, only shadows could be discerned on the other big bed, and the curve of Du Shi's body hidden under the brocade quilt was next to Man Yun, and next to Man Yun was Xiao Man's gentle shallow breathing.

Fortunately, there was no noise this time. Zhou Manyun raised his little hand and clasped his small mouth tightly, and closed his eyes slowly and painfully.

The fact that the memories that had been completely forgotten in his previous life were visited again and again after rebirth because of a little relevance made Zhou Manyun feel sad.

How long will it take to be tortured from your previous life like this before you can let yourself go completely!

Relax, relax, relax! Man Yun's small fists tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened.

She whispered to herself in her heart. In his previous life, he was also troubled by the old things of Xia Kou for a long time, but in the end, he also diluted his memory and never remembered it again.

This time, it will be retrospective again, and it is only because I heard Zhu's mother, Bai Lu and others talk about the evil of refugees during the day, which evokes the painful memories of that year.

"It's just a dream, it's a dream! Now in Toyotsu, I'm five years old, only five years old! As long as you don't marry the Gao family and don't go to Xiakou, you won't have that kind of experience in this life! Zhou Manyun clenched his little fists and gritted his teeth, trying to calm his fluttering little heart.

As long as this life does not repeat the trajectory of the previous life, the ex-husband and the latter follow the wind, and after returning to Huocheng, follow the mother to find a good place to escape from the world, and survive the war, everything will be fine! Will haode!

His heartbeat gradually became regular, Man Yun stared at the beam in the dark, inhaled deeply with his lower abdomen, and in the gradually flattened breath, a bitter tear condensed in the corner of his eye.

The so-called people, that's it. It is better to be a peaceful dog than to be a troubled person.

Zhou Manyun, who has lived a previous life, has seen enough. When living and working in peace and contentment, the good and bad people who do evil will wear human skins and act secretly, and when the day is uncertain, they will simply tear their faces and become ghosts and beasts, and there are countless people.

In his previous life, he was not eaten alive as a "two-legged sheep", and he was not completely reduced to the quagmire of thousands of people stepping on it, which is already a blessing and a TOEFL.

TOEFL? Whose blessing is it to whom? But after thinking about it again, Zhou Manyun's eyes were a dark red of shame.

High-dimensional? Husbands and wives should be of the same heart. But back then, he only hurried home on the eve of the destruction of Xiakou City to explain the matter, less than a moment. told himself, who is a wife, to take care of his mother-in-law, take care of his brother, and take care of his eldest son...... turned around, but left a large family, and only took the woman he held on the tip of his heart to leave Xiakou first.

and then there is Xiao Hong, who I saw for the first time in such an unbearable situation. At that time, Zhou Manyun was grateful to him for saving his innocence and saving his life, and even if he was too frightened and his words and deeds were unfounded, he also abided by etiquette and held the style of a gentleman. That's why he unreservedly believed in him, the life-saving benefactor, so he threw away his face and begged him to send him to Shuangqiao Town and return to the Gao family.

But I waited until I arrived at the temporary residence of the Gao family......

The period of Shuangqiao Town that completely changed his fate and made "Zhou Manyun" become a nameless daughter, Zhou Manyun didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Because the tears that had unconsciously flowed had soaked the pillow, she raised her sleeve and wiped it on her face indiscriminately, biting her lip fiercely.

Turning over again, Man Yun squeezed his little body towards the sleeping Xiaoman, and the girl's unique warm fragrance suddenly made her feel a lot more comfortable in this life, and also gave her the courage to try to close her eyes and fall asleep in the dark night again.

"Is that you? It's you! It's you ......", the questions that he didn't hear in his previous life because he was panicked seemed to have traveled through time and space, stubbornly ringing in the ears of Zhou Manyun, who was sleeping lightly.

Her little hand touched the dagger that had been lying under the pillow again, hooked it out again, and hugged it tightly in her arms.

"Dead? Fake death, real death, Zhou Manyun has already died! Dead completely! Zhou Manyun in this life just wants to live! I just want to live...... Therefore, all those who want me to die, go and die! ”

The nightmare starts all over again, but this time, no more crying, no more begging, no more waiting for help!

The silver blade flashed, Zhou Manyun neatly inserted the dagger into the darkness in front of him, and slashed the handle with both hands, a blood arrow burst out, and the slightly fishy blood spots splashed wildly on her fair cheeks, and the red arc flowed into the collar.

The boundless gray darkness was gradually swallowed up by a mottled mass of blood, replacing ......

Zhou Manyun's frowning brows gradually relaxed.