The autumn wind blew through the thatched house, lifting the thatch on the roof, and Chu Wu squatted on the stone in front of the door, supporting his chin with both hands, watching the thatch fly around in the sky.

It's getting overcast, it looks like it's going to rain, and if the roof isn't repaired, the night will be very difficult. The rainy night on the mountain is extremely cold, which can freeze people to the point that they don't feel the slightest sense.

Found a wooden ladder under the corner of the wall, and picked up a bundle of thatch from the house, Chu Wu climbed up to the roof along the wooden ladder, just established a foothold on the roof, a wind rushed in his face, blowing him around, he tried his best to stabilize his body, but he couldn't stabilize it, and planted it straight.

There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the dust was flying.

Chu Wu lay motionless on the ground.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, climbed up the wooden ladder and climbed up to the roof again, suffering a loss, growing wise, this time, he just got on the roof and lay down, cat waist, hunched back, step by step, little cautiously crawled to the big hole. From the hole, there was a disgusting rancid smell, and a few ants were crawling around in the rotting thatch, and Chu Wu tore out the rotten grass that broke when he pinched it, and filled it with new grass. I was busy working, but I felt something slippery and slimy in my hand, and the smell of rancid smell was getting stronger and stronger, and I frowned and pulled it out to take a look.

Oh my God, it's a rat that has been dead for an unknown amount of time, half of its head is rotten, and maggots are coming out of it and crawling all over the back of the hand, some wriggling forward, some going around the back of the hand.

"Vomit, vomit, vomit......"

Chu Wu couldn't help it anymore, he threw off the dead mice and maggots, hugged his stomach and vomited desperately, the yellow gall and bitter water flowed together, and he vomited until there was nothing left in his stomach to vomit, he wiped his mouth, and his face was blue and oozing. He felt a burst of detachment, and he really wanted to close his eyes and lie down to sleep, but the roof still had to be repaired.

After mending the roof, Chu Wu looked up at the sky, the sky was getting more and more gloomy, and a violent storm was coming.

Slide down the wooden ladder, when you land, there was a hissing sound, and the hem of the robe was torn by the edges and corners of the wooden ladder.

However, hunger is hunger, no matter how tightly the belt is tied, it is useless, Chu Wu went into the low and dark thatched hut, ready to find something to eat to pad his stomach, uncovered the lid of the pot, the big iron pot was empty, turned to the corner of the house, uncovered the pottery urn, put his hand in and stirred, did not touch anything to eat, but grabbed two cockroaches.

The two cockroaches were burrowing between their fingers, their waists and legs were thick, and they looked quite fat, Chu Wu clenched his fists to prevent them from escaping. He thought for a long time, slowly closed his eyes, stuffed the cockroach into his mouth, and chewed hard.

It tasted good, salty, fishy, like salted fish, but there were too few of them to fill your stomach at all, but instead aroused a chilling hunger.

He was so hungry that sweat rolled up on Chu Wu's forehead, vest, and legs.

"Gotta eat something, and I haven't eaten in two days."

I struggled to search every corner of the house, but still found nothing, but found a sword under the thatched bed, this sword was very broken, the hilt was missing, and the sword was also covered with copper embroidery, which looked dusk and yellow, and I don't know if it was left by the mausoleum keepers of that generation.

"Maybe it's the third uncle, now that he's dead, and I replace him, I will guard the tomb in the secluded mountain, perhaps, I will guard it for a lifetime."

"Chu Lian didn't kill me, I should be grateful to him, at least, I'm still alive."

"What can I do with this sword? It's not okay to kill Chu Lian, I have to live first. Well, maybe I can use it as a bow, and yesterday I saw a rabbit at my mother's grave, and the animal fled so fast that I didn't catch up with it, and it would have been different if I had a bow. ”

Alone in this tomb mountain, Chu Wu learned to speak to himself, or to ghosts. Since the failure to kill Chu Lian in the Xishan Hunting Ground, all his followers have died, the guards have died, the third uncle has died, and many nobles have been beheaded. His Royal Highness the Prince of Southern Chu is now just a prisoner.

Sticking the remnant sword on his waist, Chu Wu walked out of the hut, first found a stone, sharpened the sword, and finally sharpened the blade, tried the edge, and it was quite sharp, but his stomach was even hungrier, and he felt that he could fall down anytime and anywhere, and he would starve to death.

"Haha, look, His Royal Highness actually has a sword!"

Arrogant laughter rang out, and a group of soldiers walked behind Chu Wu with halberds, and one of them used the halberd to pick up Chu Wu's sword. Chu Wu looked back, this group of soldiers came from Lingyuan, they were the jailers sent by Chu Lian to guard him, they would kill him every day and humiliate him, Chu Wu was angry at first, but now, only calm remained.

Chu Wu glanced at them lightly, walked over slowly, picked up the sword, and stuck it on his waist.

"What is this?" The soldier who picked up Chu Wu's sword held his halberd and pointed to the sword on Chu Wu's waist and asked knowingly, this person is the leader of the soldiers.

"Sword."

"What for?" The eyes of the leader of the soldiers sharpened.

Chu Wu replied, "I'm going to use it to make a bow." ”

"Make a bow? Who do you want to shoot? The soldier's leader's eyes were even sharper.

"Shoot and eat, live."

"Is His Royal Highness the Prince hungry?"

"Yes, I'm dying of hunger."

"Do you hear that? His Royal Highness is dying of hunger, and if you don't go to prepare food for His Royal Highness, do you want to be beheaded? ”

The leader of the soldiers shouted loudly with his halberd, his voice and expression were extremely exaggerated, and the soldiers also laughed strangely.

A soldier took out a fragrant chicken from behind his back and handed it to the leader of the soldiers.

The leader of the soldiers sniffed, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "It's so fragrant, do you want His Royal Highness the Prince to take a sip?" ”

The tempting fragrance wafted over, and Chu Wu looked at the leader of the soldiers coldly, but his Adam's apple kept rolling.

"It seems that His Royal Highness is really hungry, but this is for the dogs, not His Royal Highness's meal. Your Royal Highness, please wait a moment, and we will go and prepare the meal. ”

The leader of the soldiers bent towards Chu Wu, led the group of soldiers, waved the roast chicken in his hand and walked in front of Chu Wu, and the moment he passed by, the chicken in his hand 'fluttered' and fell to the ground.

"Oh, it's on the ground, and I won't even eat the dog now."

The leader of the soldiers turned his head to look at the chicken on the ground, glanced at Chu Wu meaningfully, and then carried the halberd and swaggered away. However, they did not go far, they hid behind a large tree.

The roast chicken was very dirty by the mud and sand on the ground, but the fragrance got into Chu Wu's nose, getting stronger and stronger, Chu Wu was trembling all over his body, he knew that the soldiers were watching him, but he couldn't resist the intense hunger.

"I have to eat, I have to live."

Chu Wu squatted down, squatting very slowly, his eyes trembling every time he bent an inch, and finally, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, grabbed the roast chicken, stuffed the chicken into his mouth, didn't chew it at all, kept tearing the chicken with his teeth, there were no tears of humiliation in his eyes, only bloodshot eyeballs.

After eating the chicken, his mouth was full of mud and sand, and his strength returned to his body little by little.

"See? His Royal Highness the Noble Prince is fighting with the dog for food. ”

"Boss, you're wrong, it's something that dogs don't eat."

"Haha......"

"Hahaha......"

Crazy laughter sounded behind him, Chu Wu ignored them, wiped the mud and sand off his mouth, stood up, and drilled into the forest.

"I've got to make a bow and survive."

"Three thousand years ago, if our ancestors could do it, I can do it."

The wind on the mountain blew over and over again, whining, like a ghost crying. The sky was as cold as water, but there was no rain, Chu Wu sat in front of his mother's grave, cutting a yellow branch with his sword, he cut it very hard, and the leaves and bark fell to the ground one after another.

The bow is there, but there is no bowstring.

He thought for a moment, cut the hem of his robe with his sword, twisted the strip of cloth firmly, bent the branches with all his might, fastened them to the ends of the bow, and then sharpened the remaining branches and made a few arrows. He also made a hilt for the remnant sword and wrapped it in weeds.

"Well, it looks good, albeit a little shabby."

"Mother, you see, this is the bow and arrow I made."

Chu Wu raised the bow and arrow in his hand towards the grave, laughed happily, and jumped like a child. The mountain wind swept up the fallen leaves on the ground and swirled around him, like a butterfly fluttering.

"Mother, do you want to watch the dance?"

Chu Wu tilted his head and looked at the grave, there was a dog's tail grass on the grave, swaying gently in the wind, like a person nodding up and down. Since he was imprisoned here, he buried this dog tail grass in his mother's head, and whenever he spoke, this dog tail grass would be blown by the wind, as if his mother was talking to him.

The Chu Dance will dance the Great Move of Southern Chu, which is an obscure dance, passed down from the Seven Ancestors, it is said that if the body and mind are the same when dancing, you can hear the voice of the great god Haotian.

"Haotian Great God, can I kill Chu Lian?"

There are no bells, chimes, drums, and seers on the tomb mountain, only the endless sound of the wind, Chu Wu dances in the wind, carrying a bow and arrow on his back, holding a broken sword in his hand, and his undulating posture is like an angry sea dragon. All the anger and hatred fell silent at this moment, and in the end, he still did not hear the voice of the great god, but it attracted a pheasant, two rabbits, and a weasel.

They crouched in the grass and watched him dance.

"Whoosh!"

The end of the song.

"Thank you, mother."

Chu Wu carried a rabbit to say goodbye to his mother, under a green spring in the forest, he washed and peeled the rabbit clean, and wanted to raise a fire, but he forgot that there was no fire knife and flint, but this is difficult for a person who wants to survive, he found a dry wood, poked a small hole with an iron sword, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and turned it desperately. In a short time, the wood smoked and the flames flared.

"Haha."

Chu Wu squatted on the ground and laughed wantonly, his face covered with soot.

The fire was up, and the rabbits on the branches rolled over the flames, and the rabbit oil dripped on the flames, making a sizzling sound.

"Hiss, hiss......"

Chu Wu tore off a piece of rabbit meat and threw it in his mouth, but who knows, he was scalded by the hot rabbit oil.

"Gege."

At this moment, a chuckle was heard in the distance.

Chu Wu was startled in his heart, turned his head to look, there was a slope above the clear spring, the trees in the forest were very lush, and there was a figure on the slope, riding a horse, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Who?"

Chu Wu drew his sword, the mountain was heavily guarded, and non-Hou clan disciples were not allowed to enter, and now His Royal Highness the Prince was still imprisoned.