Xiao Jing followed the convoy for another five days. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he gradually adapted to the normal diet, and the amount of food provided by others became larger and larger. Although the food was coarse, it was rare to see the victims along the way.

After lunch at noon that day, everyone was about to drive forward, and Xiao Jing, who was neatly dressed, suddenly walked to the young lady's car.

In addition to writing, he also spent some time getting acquainted with a few family members, and then asked for a clean suit of clothes and a rucksack that no one used. He looked quite generous and neat now, like the hungry beggar a few days ago.

"Miss Xia, Miss Lian'er. Xiao Jing came to resign. He walked to a place five steps away from the cart and stopped, bowed and saluted: "Don't thank you for your great kindness, he will repay the girl's great kindness when he meets in the mountains and rivers." ”

He inquired with the family, and the owner of the family was surnamed Xia; As for the rest, everyone, including the pock-faced man, didn't want to say anything, so it was not good to ask more.

"All the way I saw hunger and death. But if you can, how can you see death without help? It's just a gesture, Xiao Gongzi doesn't have to worry about it. The woman in the car sighed softly, and said slowly in a soft and beautiful voice like a new warbler out of the valley: "The child's body is just healing, and it is not suitable to work hard." Whether it is to go to Lezhou, you may as well go by car. ”

Listening to the sweet and tactful voice, and smelling the faint fragrance wafting from the car, Xiao Jing was really a little reluctant to leave. Besides, what Miss Xia said is very reasonable, in fact, he himself thinks so.

However, he has been rescued and has owed a lot of favors, and now that his body has recovered, his skin is not thick enough to eat soft rice all the way to the point of rubbing the car to Lezhou.

Besides, the Xia family's convoy has been sleepy and tired in the past few days, and the speed has gradually slowed down after a day of stop-and-go. Xiao Jing, who was anxious, thought to himself that if he traveled day and night, he should be able to get to the place faster, and now he had to race against time.

"Miss is kind-hearted, Xiao Jing admires it." He said aloud: "There is indeed something important in the next place, and we must take the first step." The car is free, so that it can help others. ”

The curtain was on, and the faces of the people in the car could not be seen. After a while, Miss Xia responded: "In this case, Mr. Xiao please." Lian'er? ”

The Lian'er girl on the side responded crisply, and took a small package from the other people and handed it to Xiao Jing: "This is a coil for Xiao Gongzi, I hope Gongzi will not dislike it." ”

Xiao Jing shook his head and pushed the package back with a smile: "Thanks to the acceptance and help, I am grateful." In the past two days, I have also asked someone for some dry food and clothing, how dare I be generously given again? I heard that Miss is about to run out of money to save people along the way, so let Miss Lian'er keep this money. ”

With that, he gave another deep snort, then turned and walked forward.

Lian'er watched his figure fade away, and couldn't help laughing: "This person really seems to have been soaked in old vinegar for decades, poor and sour." ”

There was a call from the carriage, and she hurriedly lifted the curtain and got inside. A girl with picturesque eyebrows and white skin was sitting on a couch looking at a piece of paper full of words, and her spring-like eyes stopped on certain passages from time to time; A pair of willow eyebrows frowned slightly, as if those words brought her more unknown and incomprehensible than surprise.

She is Miss Xia who Xiao Jing heard but never met.

The night before, Xiao Jing, who had been taught by his grandfather to "cherish the paper" since he was a child, handed over all the scrapped manuscripts to a family member and asked him to help find a treasure tower or something else to burn.

Who knew that the little guy was very clever, although he couldn't understand it, and he was afraid that there was something wrong with the words on the paper, so he picked a piece with more words and handed it to Lian'er, and she presented it to the young lady after reading it.

"Miss also thinks it's strange to read, right?" Lian'er walked to Miss Xia's side: "The maid has watched it several times, but I only think that it is some superficial vernacular, and some places are like dramas; However, it makes people feel sour when they read it, so it's not uncomfortable. ”

Miss Xia nodded. She got up and lifted the curtain to look outside, where was there any trace of Xiao Jing?

In this article, the writing is very straightforward and rude, and it is difficult to get into an elegant place when choosing words and sentences. If you take a cursory look, except for this word, it is considered thoughtful, and it is simply useless. With that, she picked up the piece of paper again and examined it carefully.

"But if you savor it...... It's also unique. Miss Xia smiled, "The whole article is thick and simple, and there is something to say, and there is no waste of pen; Tell the story and let those who see it empathize. How to put it, it's as if you've become a victim of the disaster. ”

The picture of rescuing Xiao Jing that day came to her mind again. The young man, lying on the side of the road, almost unconscious, was still struggling to get up; He kept repeating a few words in his mouth: Xiaoyuan, Renyazi, Lezhou, saving people, disaster relief......

Xiao Jing, who was walking on the road, sneezed. If he had known that there were so soon people in this world who recognized the skill he had brought with him from the hereafter, and that he was still a great beauty, he would have to raise his head and laugh proudly.

Xiao Jing before the crossing was a media person. I worked as a journalist, but not for long; When it comes to being an editor, he's an old qualification. In other words, it is not difficult for him, who doesn't eat much pork but watches the pigs run all day long, and is "on the front line" after crossing over, to drum up a report.

The next thing is nothing more than a stuffy rush, and sleeping in the open is nothing to him. After walking like this for four days, he finally arrived in Lezhou City.

By this time, there were very few people left in rags. The reason is simple, the vast majority of people who want to go to this world of flowers have not succeeded.

Because of their small numbers, these people were not driven out, and they were also released into the city with a blind eye. But in the city, the less than thirty people also became the object of suspicion.

An old man went to beg for food, and was beaten out with a stick by the shopkeeper, and his head was broken and bleeding and he fell on the side of the road and groaned;

A woman with her child in her arms went from house to house begging, and except for a few who gave them some scraps that were not enough to satisfy their stomachs, the others gave only white eyes and a door that closed suddenly.

These are all things that Xiao Jing witnessed with his own eyes. If he hadn't been dressed decently, I'm afraid that the gatekeeper who had been looking at him with strange eyes would have stopped him for questioning.

At the same time, the tavern and Goolan were still singing and dancing, and people were full of laughter and laughter, as if the disaster and death on the other side of the official road were the things of another world.

Although the date is just right, Xiao Jing doesn't know whether the human tooth has arrived or not. All he can do now is gamble.

He found what looked like an abandoned yard and rummaged in, and nested for a while under the wall. As soon as the moon was empty, he sneaked up onto the unfamiliar street again, carefully dodging the night watchman, and then stuffed the pieces of paper where it was supposed to go.

Tomorrow morning, when the rooster crows, it is the moment when a miracle is born!