Zhending Mansion, within the territory of Kaiyuan County.

It has become part of Gyeonggi.

Song Wenhua walked on the road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, he was already so hungry that his legs and stomach were weak, and he came here with the support of the belief in his heart.

There were also refugees along the way, Song Wenhua didn't dare to get too close to them, he also knew that he was young and tender, and it was inevitable that it would be a little dangerous to get close to people. But from time to time, he also checked to see if any of the refugees had contracted the plague, so that he could go and heal them.

There are bad people and good people in the world, and he thinks that if he can go to Gyeonggi, there must be more good people.

But when we get here, there really is no food.

Finally, Song Wenhua fell to the ground and did not have the strength to get up again.

He touched the silver needle in his arms, thought about the old doctor's entrustment, and told himself to hold on a little longer.

Someone handed over half a piece of naan.

Song Wenhua looked up and saw that it was a tall and thin man, and there was no look in his eyes.

"Eat, you're like my son." The man said.

Because of this half of naan, the two walked together. Through each other's names, Song Wenhua knew that the other party's name was Ah Cai, and those who fled also planned to enter Beijing.

On this day, the snow was heavy, and the two walked along the mountain road for a while, and when the sky became dark, they found a broken temple to take shelter from the wind.

The temple was leaking and it was a little cold, and the two of them saw a village in the west from a distance, so they planned to go there and spend the night.

The moonlight was dim, and he didn't notice a sign standing on the path.

Finally got closer and saw that the village was pitch black, obviously a dead village with no people, Song Wenhua said: "There is probably a plague in this village, and there are no people." It's hard for us to get in. ”

The two were about to turn around, but they heard what seemed to be movement in the village.

There seemed to be candlelight in one room.

Ah Cai was bold and led Song Wenhua over to take a look, but saw a little girl standing on the bench cooking in front of the stove.

The two were surprised, looked at each other, and secretly said that it wasn't a ghost, right?

Before they could run, the little girl turned her head.

The three of them looked at each other for a while, and when they were all a little dazed, Song Wenhua's stomach "gurgled".

The little girl said, "Are you hungry?" ”

She was a little scared, but she seemed to be a little happy to see people, and said, "My name is Qu Xi'er...... Well...... I don't know if you can eat these things, my brother and second uncle just ate these and died. ”

As she spoke, some sadness and loneliness flooded into her eyes.

Ah Cai saw the fire shining on her and casting a shadow on the wall, so she said to Song Wenhua: "She is not a ghost. ”

"But here ......"

Ah Cai had already walked into the house, looked at the rice in the pot and swallowed.

Song Wenhua pulled him and said softly: "There is no one else in this village, it must be a plague, and things are not good to eat." ”

"Fool." Ah Cai said in a low voice: "This little girl is fine, but she actually doesn't want to give us things and scare us." ”

Song Wenhua touched the silver needle in his arms again, and then he didn't say to leave.

He thought to himself that it would be best if there was no plague. If there is, I can still save these two people......

During the conversation, they learned that Xi'er had lived in the village for a month, and Ah Cai and Song Wenhua relaxed a little.

The pot slowly overflows with the fragrance of rice, and the candle flame reflects the smoke on the stove, which makes people feel very warm.

Song Wenhua has not stayed indoors since he left home, and at this time, feeling this environment, he thought of his father and mother, and unconsciously shed tears.

Then someone wiped his face with a sleeve, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was Xi'er.

"Brother Song is homesick?"

"Hmm."

"Me ...... too"

After a while, the porridge in the pot was cooked. Song Wenhua went over to serve a bowl for Xi'er.

Xi'er looked down at the porridge in the bowl, a little hesitant, and didn't know whether to invite them to eat together.

Ah Cai smelled the fragrance, and after all, he couldn't help but put a bowl of it, and said to Song Wenhua: "She has been here for a month, what are you afraid of?" ”

Song Wenhua said: "Some people have special constitutions and are not attacked by the plague. Xu is ......"

"Could it be that the plague will not be there in a month?" Ah Cai said: "This rice is always good." ”

Song Wenhua also felt that it made sense, and finally ate a bowl.

The hot porridge is in the stomach, and the stomach is warm and quite comfortable.

The bowl is also licked clean and very easy to wash.

The three chatted for a while, and Ah Cai got up and said, "It's cold, I'll go find clothes to wear." ”

"Don't go."

"It's getting colder and colder, can you survive without clothes?"

Xi'er said: "Then I will go and find clean clothes for you, I am not afraid of the plague." ”

"How can there be any reason to let your little girl be affected."

Ah Cai said, glanced at Xi'er again, and saw that the little girl had worry on her face, and she was even more sure that she was lying to herself.

It's nothing more than that I don't want to take more things from the village. How can there be such a terrible plague?

Song Wenhua and Xi'er persuaded for a while.

The two of them are just children, and they still can't stop Ah Cai after all. Xi'er told him which side of the house had dead people, and pointed to the most magnificent house in the distance, and said, "There are the most dead people in there, and it is not easy to enter." ”

Ah Cai's eyes flashed, and he responded, "I know." ”

After a long time, Ah Cai came back with two cotton clothes on his body.

Song Wenhua also faintly heard the jingle sound in his arms, and his heart became more and more worried.

There are many rooms here, and one person can share a bed, but Song Wenhua didn't sleep well, and always paid attention to the movements of Ah Cai's side worriedly.

There was nothing to do in the first half of the night, and just when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he suddenly heard Ah Cai vomit.

Song Wenhua was startled, turned over, took the silver needle and rushed to Ah Cai's house, but he didn't see his figure.

Then, suddenly hearing Xi'er exclaim, Song Wenhua was startled, and rushed to Xi'er's room to take a look, and under the dim moonlight, he saw Ah Cai taking scissors to make a shocking cut on Xi'er's wrist......

"Ahh It hurts ......"

Xi'er was so frightened that tears blurred her face.

"Brother Cai, what are you doing?!" Song Wenhua rushed up to stop Ah Cai.

Ah Cai's face was hideous, he lowered his head and sucked a mouthful of blood on Xi'er's wrist, and muttered: "You said it, she has a special physique, and I won't die if I drink her blood." ”

"Are you crazy? If you let her go, I can cure you......" Song Wenhua tried his best to pull Ah Cai, but he couldn't pull him.

"Don't you want to lie to me!"

Xi'er cried so much that her whole face was huddled together, and she was very pitiful. Ah Cai picked up the scissors and tried to cut her neck.

Song Wenhua hurriedly held his hand down.

"I can cure you, really ......"

"You let go! I'm dying! ”

The two sides were pulling, Song Wenhua's fingers were stuck in the scissors, and he was pinched by Ah Cai, and a pair of scissors were cut off, and he suddenly felt pain in his heart!

"Ahh

Song Wenhua's eyes were red, but he said in his heart: How will you pinch the needle in the future?

He thought of the old healer again, and he hated himself for being incompetent.

But since he promised to inherit that benevolence, he will do his best to save one more person today.

Song Wenhua didn't have any other thoughts in his mind, just suppressed Ah Cai......

"If you stop me again, I'll kill you!"

The three of them were entangled for a while, and Song Wenhua's neck was strangled by Ah Cai.

He couldn't breathe, and his eyes unconsciously looked at Ah Cai's distorted and deformed face, and there was only madness left on his face.

Song Wenhua suddenly remembered the scene where the other party gave him half of naan.

Don't do that...... You're a nice guy......

His eyes grew dark......

~~

I don't know how long it took, Song Wenhua opened his eyes.

In my ears was Xi'er's crying.

When I saw Xi'er, she was sitting next to her, wiping her tears.

He turned his gaze and saw Ah Cai lying on his back on the ground.

"Where's my silver needle?"

When my hand touched the ground, there was a tingling pain in my right index finger, and I didn't know if I could still apply the needle.

Finally touched the needle, Song Wenhua probed Ah Cai's body, but found that he was dead.

He was still unwilling, and stretched out his hand to help Ah Cai.

"Brother Song, don't turn him over, okay?" Xi'er cried.

Song Wenhua was stunned for a moment, looked down and saw blood flowing out from under Ah Cai's body, and suddenly understood something.

"Good ......"

He sat down on the ground in frustration and muttered a little dazedly, "How can this be? I could have saved you...... Why don't you believe me? Why? ”

~~

Two days later.

"There's food here, why do you want to go to the capital?"

"Only by going to the capital can we save more people."

"But there's bad people out there."

"Along the way, I have seen that there are bad people and good people in the world, and there are bad times and good times. But in short, I survived because there were more good people than bad people, and there were more good people than bad people. ”

"Then I'll go with you."

"Why?"

"Your finger is broken, I'll learn to administer needles for you in the future......"