Shuzhen, who has been in the red willow canal, hid until the sun put away the last rays of light. Taking advantage of the twilight, she quietly entered the city.

At a Muslim rice stall, I ate a bowl of mutton dumplings and bought some fruit snacks, and then went straight to the carriage and horse shop in the south of the city.

Shuzhen locked herself in the guest room for a day and two nights. On the third day, before the sun appeared, he went out of the city and walked in the direction of Liushuhezi. She had calculated that Xiangzi would definitely chase her in the direction of Zi Ni Quanzi.

Judging from that night, Shoko's gentle and affectionate chatter to himself for most of the night shows that Shoko not only likes herself, but also has fallen into a deep depression.

Her sudden departure will make Shoko feel uncomfortable for a while. Long pain is better than short pain, since in terms of religious beliefs, they can't convince each other, so they can only choose the painful separation.

In fact, Shuzhen's heart at this time was also tormented in the pain of not being able to give up.

She deliberately delayed for two days, just because she didn't want to have an awkward and fiery encounter with Xiangzi halfway. If that was the case, she was afraid of herself, and she would never be able to speak of the courage to say goodbye again.

Shuzhen, according to the route she had taken before, arrived at Santai Town smoothly.

Relaxed and obsessive, he closed his eyes and sniffed the unique smell of Santai Town. There is really a feeling of being slightly drunk.

Although Shuzhen doesn't drink alcohol, the faint aroma of wine makes her unforgettable for the rest of her life, just like the feeling of eating with Xiangzi.

The scene of the muddy spring was even more bleak than Shuzhen imagined, and even made her feel a little frightened. Looking around blankly, except for some traces left by the fierce battle, there was no trace of living breath at all.

She walked along the mutilated trench bunker, dazed.

I hope to see a fragment of the black silk characteristic of the sisters on the dirt that has been turned up by the shells, or in the weeds next to the trenches. But in my heart, I was afraid to actually see them.

Walking through a winding earthen ditch, the shadow of the eldest sister suddenly became active in her mind. On that dreamlike night, the cold wind pierced through the bones, and the cold air pierced through the heart. It was the eldest sister who opened her cloak and hugged her cold body tightly in her arms, so she barely survived.

The next day, when Dongfang saw Bai, he saw a provincial cavalry, rushing to his own front. Seeing that he will be caught up in the enemy army, he is in danger.

Just at the last moment, I saw the eldest sister whipping at Snowball's head. Frightened, Snowball spreads its hooves and spends its way eastward. The eldest sister behind her resolutely rushed into the enemy formation, fought with a knife, and dragged the enemy army. Since then, there has been no news of the eldest sister.

In her ignorance, a few sheep cries and the unique fishy smell of rams wafting in the wind made her suddenly sober up.

In front of him, in addition to a group of sheep grazing leisurely, there was also a middle-aged man with a dark complexion, staring at him suspiciously.

Shuzhen happily greeted him and said, "Brother, there is a young man riding a yellow horse, have you ever been here?" ”

The man looked at Shuzhen for a while, and muttered to himself: "The day is strange, even if you ask, it's exactly the same." ”

Shuzhen was overjoyed and said, "So, has he been here?" ”

The man grinned and said, "I've been here, and I've asked if I've seen a girl on a white horse." ”

Shuzhen smiled sadly and said, "What else are you talking about?" ”

The man took off the broken straw hat, walked around it indiscriminately, shaved his head, and said, "Just ask Ma Zhongying about the people who died in battle, what are you doing, I have seen a woman." ”

When Shuzhen heard this, she suddenly asked eagerly, "What are they doing?" Are there any women? ”

The man grinned at her and said, "Who are you?" ”

Shuzhen was slightly stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "Our relatives were arrested by Ma Zhongying, and I heard that they died here." ”

As if he understood something, the man said to himself, "No wonder. ”

The stench of rotting corpses filled Shuzhen's pathos. Instead, there is pity and worthlessness for these people who lie in the saline ditch.

Most of these people are just like themselves. followed Ma Zhongying to kill in a daze, and he didn't know what he was trying to do. Even if Ma Zhongying really occupies Dihua and becomes the so-called king of the northwest, what can he do?

Xiang Yu was such a hero back then, didn't he end up killing himself Wujiang. In the end, it is the people who suffer, and the soldiers who die.

How many white bones adorn the wilderness, how many orphans and widows look forward to returning. The scenes of the war have become a nightmare in Shuzhen's mind, gradually fading away.

Shuzhen, seemingly dazed, rode * strolling. In fact, she already had a plan in her heart.

She doesn't want to leave Fuyuan, she wants to guard the man she loves, but she can't let him know that she exists. Therefore, she chose to settle in Liushuhezi.

Although it was close to the city, people from the yamen rarely went there. Moreover, it is a place where Hui people live in a concentrated area, so life is much more convenient.

Besides, when attacking Fuyuan City, she also lived there for a few days. Although according to the regulations, she and her sisters have to wear a black veil when they go out.

The people in the village don't know themselves, but she knows a lot about the situation in the village.

The sun had just taken refuge in the grove to the west, and Shuzhen had already arrived in Santai Town.

After finding a home and returning to the people's restaurant for dinner, he fell down in the inn and slept until the roof of the house.

Supposedly, she doesn't have to rush back, she can wander outside for a few days. But there is always something in her heart that she can't let go, and even she can't tell what it is. It seems that only when I return to the edge of Fuyuan City can I feel at ease.

went out and drank a bowl of oil tea to make twist flowers, and rode unhurriedly to meet the white sun.

Just past the platform of Pan's house, I suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing from behind.

She couldn't help but glance back, and a wave of thick black clouds had rolled up into the air like a huge wave, and were rushing towards her. For a while, the cold wind blew like a gust of tightness.

Although it is early winter, the snow falls late this year, and the weather still feels like a warm spring from time to time.

The tender grass of the field was killed by the frost of the morning and evening. Relieved by the warm sunshine, trying to show the last green of the year.

Shuzhen glanced forward a little anxiously, far ahead, the village was vague, on both sides of the road, the weeds were not knee-high, and there was not even a big tree to shelter from the wind and rain.

Sook-jin smiled self-deprecatingly, and thought, "May the Lord be happy, let the clean rain wash my unclean body to the fullest!"

In the blink of an eye, the raindrops the size of fingernails fell as if they were splashing, and they "snapped" on the road. There was a splash of dirt, and then it became a muddy cloud.

Shuzhen wiped her face, and the water on the road had begun to blister.

Sniffing the fishy smell of the earth, Shuzhen simply raised her face and let the raindrops lap her cheeks to the fullest. Although she felt a cold tingling, she felt a sense of relief and relief in her heart.

When I arrived at Shuangcha Hezi, it was already raining and the sky was clear.

The strange-looking pimple cloud scrambled to roll eastward. For a moment, the sky was torn open by the wind, and there was a clear gap.

A beam of sunlight suffocated its strength to shoot towards the earth, and in the far east, a bright rainbow was erected. Shuzhen happily walked forward towards the rainbow.

I don't know if it's the joy of seeing the rainbow, or something else. Shuzhen felt that her body was gradually getting hotter, and the heat made her flustered and dizzy.

She raised her hand and touched her forehead, which was very hot. I knew that it was a burst just now, and the heavy rain that split my head and covered my face gave me gonorrhea. He endured the pain that came with his body and urged his horse to hurry.

When she got out of the Shuangcha River, Shuzhen suddenly felt cold all over her body. As a result, the teeth were "gurgling", and the body began to tremble weakly.

She struggled to her feet and stared into the distance for a moment. Then, lie limply in the saddle. With his legs between his legs, the white horse seemed to understand what his master meant, and began to jog steadily.

When we arrived at the Willow River, it was already dark.

The village has been washed by a torrential rain, and the air is filled with a strong smell of earth.

The small village shrouded in twilight, except for the occasional dog barking, was so quiet that Shuzhen could hear her heartbeat.

Shuzhen is familiar with this small village. Bypassing a willow forest, there is the courtyard gate of the village chief and Ma Zhan's family.

Ma Zhanquan is highly respected in the village. When he was young, he worked as a Manla in the Grand Mosque of Guangquan. In the village, he is also responsible for presiding over the religious affairs of the small temple in the village, and the villagers call him "Gaima".

On weekdays, Ma Zhanquan not only receives gifts for the weddings and funerals of the Hui people in his village, as well as the slaughter of livestock, for his livelihood, but also has dozens of acres of water for watering. In the village, he is also considered a wealthy family. The two sons have become a family and have been separated. Usually, the main courtyard is inhabited by the old couple, and there are cattle and horses in the backyard, and two long-term workers live.

Shuzhen came to Ma Zhanquan's door with a hard support, and her body was so collapsed that she couldn't even move her feet. She leaned over her horse to catch her breath for a while, listening to a dog barking slowly from the backyard to the front yard.

began to bark like a tight and wild bark, causing the surrounding dogs to join in. For a while, the barking of dogs became all the sounds of the village.

Shuzhen used the last bit of strength to roll over and roll off the horse. With a bluff, the dog in the yard immediately stopped. But Shuzhen fainted softly.