Dongmen Qing opened his eyes when he was dying, only to find that it was a wild dog that bit him, he had no strength in his body, if he was left to lie there without help, it would not be long before he would die there, but this severe pain inspired his last bit of strength, instinctively to break free from the wild dog's claws, but only hit the wild dog twice, he felt that his hands and feet were sore and weak, and he could not cause serious injuries to the wild dog, but his shoulders were bitten tighter, and a person and a dog were entangled together, rolling around on the beach between the sea, Dongmen Qing's lack of strength could not hurt the wild dog, and in a hurry, the wild spirit burst out, and he used another of the most primitive weapons of human beings - teeth, and bit down on the throat of the wild dog!

The wild dog has no hair in his throat, and his skin is old and tough, if he usually Dongmenqing may not be able to bite it, but at this time, for some reason, the strength of his teeth is several times greater than usual, he seems to have forgotten that he is a person, and has become a beast, a beast that is fighting to the death against fate! The animalistic fangs pierced the flesh of the wild dog, and a foul liquid moistened his chapped lips and ran down his throat. Dongmen Qing instinctively sucked and sucked, but he didn't know what he was sucking at all! Gradually, the sharp teeth that were biting his shoulder loosened, and the claws that had torn countless scars on his body also softened after twitching for a while, but Dongmenqing still continued to suck until he couldn't suck anything anymore and clenched tightly.

One man and one dog were in such a stalemate, and I don't know how long it took for Dongmen Qing to stand up in a daze, and his jaws were released, and the body of the wild dog fell from him. His eyes were open, but as if his soul had not returned, he could not see the sea in front of him, he could not see the sand under his feet, and he staggered towards the depths of the land with the sea on his back, and when he was hungry after walking for a while, he grabbed a handful of weeds and mushrooms and stuffed them in his mouth to chew, and did not know what he was eating. He walked for a long time, and finally stumbled over a tree root exposed to the ground, planted his head in a natural ditch several feet wide, and drank several sips of water, and the person was a little more sober, his eyes opened again, and he struggled to stand up, and faintly saw a room not far away and got in. That night, he began to have a fever, feeling cold all over his body, there was some firewood and grass in this house, Dongmenqing unconsciously covered himself with firewood and grass, but no matter how much he built, he still felt cold. In this way, he fell asleep and woke up in this hut, woke up and fell asleep, there was a small tank in the house, there was water in the tank, and there was a basket hanging on the tank, and there were some miscellaneous vegetables on the basket, Dongmenqing felt thirsty, so he climbed on the tank and drank a few sips of water, and took those miscellaneous vegetables and stuffed them into his mouth to eat, and at night a mouse crawled to his side, and he was also shot to death and eaten.

After all, he was young, his body had a strong ability to recover, and his desire to survive was strong, so he suffered for a day and a night, and the fever began to subside, and after another two days and two nights, he recovered from his daze and regained his ability to think. At dusk of this day, he drank two more sips of water, ate two miscellaneous vegetables, pushed away the firewood and grass, and walked out, only to find that the small house he was in was made of firewood, grass and bricks, low and small, it should be a firewood room stacked with sundries. If this firewood house is like a pigsty in the south of the Yangtze River, then the house where those people live is a larger pigsty - Dongmenqing did not know at this time that he had come to an island in the south of the Ming Dynasty, and these pigsty-like houses were the residence of Korean civilians.

Dongmen Qing walked towards the house closest to the firewood house, and was about to knock on the door, when he felt a knock under his feet, and actually stepped on a corpse. The corpse was ragged and appeared to be a pauper, and in terms of its clothing, it was a fitting fit for the houses. When Dongmen Qing was fifteen years old, he went to the Jinjiang County Torture Room to help the third brother Dongmen Xu, and knew some common sense of pretending, so he turned the body over and saw that he was injured in both his throat and abdomen, but he had obviously been dead for several days. He knocked on the door, and when he saw that no one answered, he pushed the door in, and there was another corpse in the door, and there were signs of being copied everywhere in the room, and the pots and pans were thrown to the ground. Looking into other rooms, a total of twenty-three bodies were found in a dozen rooms, most of them old and weak, no young women, only two men in the prime of life who were covered in scars and seemed to have been killed for resistance.

Dongmen Qing stood by the corpse and mourned silently, thinking, "It seems that this is a gang of robbers. Those who were younger may have been taken captive. Then he went to find some miscellaneous grains to cook and eat, and when he had eaten it was already dark, and seeing that there were corpses everywhere, he felt a little frightened and a little pity in his heart, and moved his hands and feet and felt that he had gained strength, so he went to find a hoe, and dug a pit and buried them all.

It was late at night when he threw down the last handful of dirt, and he prayed silently at the grave for a long time, and was about to go back to find a room to rest, when he turned around, he found a man standing behind him, and he jumped backwards in fright, and crossed the hoe to defend himself, but he saw the man kneeling down before the grave, and wept aloud.

Dongmenqing saw clearly that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, dressed in tattered clothes, in this era, there was no plastic surgery in North Korea, most of its people were crooked and cracked, but the child's facial features were rare and upright, but his face was covered with dust, and he looked white from the neck down, which made Dongmenqing feel a little weird, but he didn't think about it at this time, just breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "This child is most likely an orphan of this small village, and he didn't know where to hide before and escaped the disaster." He patted him on the shoulder for comfort, and when he was about to speak, he found that he couldn't make a sound, he took a long breath, took a deep breath, coughed heavily, and finally couldn't speak, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have eaten some weeds, mushrooms, and fruits indiscriminately when he walked through a small forest before, and his heart panicked: "Did I eat something poisonous?" Dumb? Or does a fever burn out your throat? Thinking that he was exiled here, he still couldn't figure out whether this was China or a foreign country, the mainland or a desert island, so he was crippled first, and he wanted to go back in the future, I was afraid that it would be even more slim, his eyes were wet, and he almost cried, and suddenly thought: "Manly man!" If you're dumb, you're dumb! What to cry about! And he held back.

Suddenly saw the fire shining in the distance, it seemed to be someone, Dongmen Qing was overjoyed, and when he was about to run over for help, he felt that the corner of his clothes was pulled by someone, and when he looked back, it was the child, Dongmen Qing pointed to the fire and gestured again and again, to take him over, but the child was panicked, and whispered a few words of Korean that Dongmen Qing did not understand.

Dongmen Qing couldn't understand what he was going to say, so he didn't care about him anymore, broke free of his hand, and ran straight to the firelight, the firelight was also coming towards this small village, the two sides gradually approached, but the group of people were all dressed as Wadao ronin, wearing weapons at their waists, and when they saw Dongmen Qing in the firelight, they all stopped vigilantly, Dongmen Qing gestured at first, but after seeing the dress of this group of people clearly, he was stunned, and secretly screamed badly, and said in his heart: "This group of guys is only afraid of being a wolf!" This village may have been ransacked by this group of people! ”

The man at the head looked at Dongmen Qing twice, and really shouted in a Japanese dialect: "Who are you?" ”

If Dongmen Qing is not dumb at the moment, he may be able to use Japanese language to deal with them, but after a few times, nothing came out, and seeing that the group of Japanese people looked more and more unkind, he thought that something was wrong, and turned around and fled. When the group of widows saw him fleeing, they outflanked him and surrounded him, and when he saw that he was catching up, Dongmen Qing turned around, swept and chased the nearest widow, and then tried to flee, but was pounced on by a person and fell down. The crowd surrounded and punched and kicked, Dongmen Qing protected the vital point, looked at a gap, and got out of the cracks, but was stopped by a sturdy widow. Dongmen Qingyi gritted his teeth and punched him, he had learned martial arts, but he had been pampered since he was a child, and he had not encountered any danger. The Japanese ronin bullied closely, regardless of the rules at all, directly greeted his vital point, Dongmen Qing dodged his fists and feet, followed by a palm to slash the opponent's neck, although his own strength is not small, but out of habit, at this time it is still the power of the competition, not the power of desperateness, although the Japanese man was hit by his palm, but still pounced on him and entangled, followed by the two ronins surrounded again.

When there are many enemies, what you are most afraid of is being surrounded, and once you are surrounded, it is difficult to escape unless you have several times the force. Dongmen Qing's skills at this time were not ruthless enough, and he was not calm enough against the enemy, and he was a little panicked after being surrounded by a few Japanese people, and the dagger in his arms was not too late to be touched by someone who had already been taken by his hands and feet, and fell to the ground, and one of them pulled out a knife to kill him, but was stopped by the leader, and shouted: "Don't kill it first, this person is not from this village, and his clothes seem to be from Daming." ”

The deputy leader came up and asked, "What should I do then?" ”

The leader said, "Tie him up first!" ”

There was a Japanese ronin who tied Dongmen Qing with a rope, and the people first checked the house, and saw that there was no ambush, so they mentioned that Dongmen Qing stepped forward, and the leader asked, Dongmen Qing wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't say it, and the people frowned and said: "It turned out to be a dumb person." Someone said: "It seems that this guy is useless, or kill him." The leader said, "Kill what!" Although he is a mute, who knows if he doesn't say first! In a few days, the slave market of the five islands will be opened, and when the time comes, it will change hands, and it will be another sum of money! ”

As he spoke, he locked Dongmenqing into a firewood room, the door was closed, there was no light in the house, the mouse chirped, sniffing the bloody wound close to Dongmenqing's shoulder, Dongmenqing was tied with his hands and feet, and he could only keep struggling to prevent the mouse from biting, thinking: "I don't know where they want to sell me." ”

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a voice outside the door, and only one person said: "Although this guy is mute, and his clothes are tattered, the texture is very good, and he has a good knife!" Maybe it's a Ming businessman. If you can find his family and let his people buy it, it will be a lot of money! ”

Another person said: "That's not necessarily, I heard that the people of Daming are medium-sized people, and they also have good clothes to wear." ”

The man from before scoffed: "What do you know! The middle-sized family of the Ming Dynasty is also rich and tight! ”

The second human: "Yes." But how could he find his family in a place as big as Daming? Besides, our ships are afraid that they will not be able to go that far. ”

The first man said: "Yes, if only our boat could sail to the coast of Daming!" I heard that Daming is full of raw silk, if you can go there, you don't need to ask for any ransom, just grab it! ”

Dongmen Qing thought to himself: "These Japanese slaves are not only greedy and insufficient, but also wolf ambitions. In the future, if I can get out, I will have to be careful when dealing with them again. ”

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard one of the people outside the door say that he was going to cry out that he was hungry and wanted to find something to eat, and after a while there was a slight snoring sound outside the door, and he wanted to leave the man asleep.

Dongmen Qing thought: "If you want to escape, now is also an opportunity!" But his hands and feet were tied very tightly, and he struggled for several times without any movement. Just thinking about countermeasures, he suddenly heard a muffled snort outside, and followed a short shadow crawled in, unable to see his face clearly in the dark, but Dongmen Qing guessed that it was the boy.

The man touched it, whispered a few words, and didn't know what to say, Dongmen Qing hummed twice, the man didn't delay any longer, and cut the rope that tied Dongmen Qing with a knife, Dongmen Qing carefully pushed open the chai door, the moonlight came in, and when he looked back, the person who came to save himself was indeed the boy. Outside the door was a widow with several holes in his back and throat, and he was already dead.

Dongmen Qing was afraid that the Japanese would find out, so he didn't dare to look more, so he picked up the young man and left, hesitated a little before leaving, turned around and untied the knife on the waist of the Japanese man, and took it with him. Suddenly, something fell out of the pocket of the widow, but it was a small Leng Yan saw that had been taken away before, and Dongmen Qing copied it and put it in his arms.