Chapter 18: The Flood

Human nature is Shura, and the world is hell.

Ma Hong saw this sentence somewhere in his previous life, maybe he saw it in a novel when he was studying, or maybe he saw it in a movie, no matter where he saw it, it doesn't matter where he saw it, the important thing is that he has entered this Shura hell.

Pang Rui died, and Pang Tong wanted to stay in Yucheng to attend Pang Rui's funeral, so Ma Hong left first. When Ma Hong left, he left with the little girl he saved, to be precise, this little girl had become his maidservant, and he named her Cao'er. There is a meaning that wildfires are inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and is born, after all, this teenage girl witnessed the death of her loved ones, and Ma Hong thought that maybe he could bring her a new life.

In this day and age, horses were expensive things, and ordinary people walked mostly just on foot. Ma Hong and Cao'er rode a horse, and Ma Hong asked Cao'er to sit behind him and hold him. Mr. Shui Jing stipulated that students could not bring their families into the village, so Ma Hong could only send Cao'er back to Yicheng first. The day after Ma Hong left the city with Cao'er, it was raining, and Ma Hong handed the hat to Cao'er behind her for her to wear.

Cao'er took the hat and didn't speak, but just put the hat on Ma Hong's head, Ma Hong drove the horse and smiled: "Cao'er, I like to drench in some drizzle, you wear it!" ”

After listening to Ma Hong's words, Cao'er was stunned for a while, and then took off the hat from Ma Hong's head and put it on his head. Ma Hong told her a lot of stories along the way, she kept listening, but she never responded, but he still kept telling, those stories told from Ma Hong's mouth were very warm, she couldn't help but want to listen more. It was because she wanted to listen to Ma Hong's story that the short knife she hid in her sleeve didn't insert it into Ma Hong's body for a long time. Ma Hong didn't tell a story today, just handed her the hat and hurried in silence, Cao'er held a short knife and watched the horse run and splash the mud, slightly in a daze.

"Cao'er, hold me tight, don't fall off the horse."

Ma Hong smiled and spoke.

Cao'er heard Ma Hong's words, so she stretched out her hand without a knife and hugged Ma Hong's waist tightly.

"Cao'er, you have to hold your hands tightly."

Ma Hong said with a smile again.

Cao'er didn't hold Ma Hong with the hand holding the knife, and suddenly said, "Childe, Cao'er wants to hear your story." ”

Ma Hong smiled in front of him: "I thought Cao'er didn't like the story of Gongzi and my general?" Since Cao'er likes it, then Childe is telling you a special story. ”

After Ma Hong finished speaking, he felt Cao'er's hand holding his waist use a little force, he knew that Cao'er was willing to listen to his story, the rain hit his injured forehead, through his long eyelashes and flowed into his left eye, he closed his left eye slightly and said: "In the long, long future, there is a boy ......"

"Childe, didn't you talk about it a long, long time ago yesterday? Why did today's son talk about the future? ”

Cao'er said with some doubts.

Ma Hong suddenly looked back at Cao'er, who hurriedly hid the short knife in her sleeve and looked at Ma Hong's eyes a little nervously.

Ma Hong smiled and said, "Cao'er, you actually know what the future means?" Are you literate? ”

Cao'er nodded nervously.

Ma Hong smiled slightly and turned his head, it seems that this grass is not an ordinary girl, it must be a rich and noble family affected by the war, but she is just his handmaid now, and he wants to tell a special story for his handmaiden. He continued: "In the long, long future, there was a boy who had a childhood sweetheart. Ma Hong thought about it when he said his childhood sweetheart, maybe Cao'er wouldn't know what his childhood sweetheart meant, because the allusion of his childhood sweetheart came from Li Bai's "Long Dry Xing", so he paused and said: "There is a girl in the village where the boy lives, and the girl and the boy read and play together. Boys were very naughty when they were young, and once the boy and girl came home from school after studying, and it happened to rain heavily, and the flood flooded the small bridge, and the girl was afraid to cross the bridge and had to wait for her parents to pick them up in the rain. But the boy laughed at the girl for being a coward, saying that as long as he was there, he would protect her, and the boy would take the girl's hand and cross the bridge regardless of whether the girl wanted to or not. But the flood was so rapid that it swept both the girl and the boy over, and the boy desperately clung to the stone railing of the bridge in the middle of the flood, but he did not grasp the girl's hand. ”

Ma Hong finished telling the story, and the rain flowed into his eyes and out again. Cao'er, who was sitting behind Ma Hong, asked, "Finally, what about the girl?" ”

Ma Hong said: "It was swept away by the flood. ”

Cao'er couldn't help crying, sobbing in a low voice, holding the short knife in both hands, and stabbed the knife into Ma Hong's left waist. Ma Hong, who had just finished telling the story on a horse, was falling into a memory, and suddenly stabbed heavily at the waist, and reflexively knocked back with his elbow, directly knocking the grass out of the horse. Ma Hong covered his waist with his left hand, gritted his teeth and said to the grass that fell into the mire: "Why did you kill me? ”

Cao'er held a knife in both hands, and shouted at Ma Hong with blood-red eyes: "Because you are the flood in your story." ”

Ma Hong laughed miserably and said, "I didn't kill your relatives, why did you kill me?" ”

Cao'er's expression didn't know whether to cry or laugh, she yelled at Ma Hong, her voice was sharp and sharp, and Ma Hong's heart hurt in her heart, it turned out that this girl was not the sister of the buried boy, she lied. In that civil explosion, Ma Hong killed five people, two old men, a strong man, and two teenagers, the third teenager killed by Ma Hong was a teenager who smashed Ma Hong's head with a stone, that teenager was Cao'er's brother, and the last teenager who was killed by Ma Hong's neck was Cao'er's childhood sweetheart, and they set a baby kiss.

Ma Hong smiled, smiled at Cao'er, and said: "I will take back the name Cao'er, if you can grow up alive, then you will know that I am not a flood, the real flood is this era." ”

After Ma Hong finished speaking, he covered his waist with his left hand, and rode into the rain with his right hand on the reins, and the girl's back knife was not strong, if an adult strong man stabbed Ma Hong in the back, he might be able to pierce Ma Hong's entire kidney. Whether a penniless girl with all her relatives can survive in this troubled world, Ma Hong doesn't care anymore, what he is most concerned about now is how long he can last, and the knife wound in the back may have injured his left kidney. Although Ma Hong has applied gold sore medicine to the wound and simply treated it, if he can't get treatment in time, I'm afraid he will definitely die in front of the girl.

The horse kept running in the direction of Xiangyang City, Ma Hong's back felt a cool breeze bubbling out, it was very cold, he could feel the blood still flowing out, but it was not so painful. Riding a horse bumpy, the stomach was like a river and a sea like a river and a sea wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, the strength of the body was drawn out little by little with the blood flowing, and his eyes slowly blurred, and finally Ma Hong could only lie on the horse's body, let the horse take him away, he couldn't see the road clearly.

Are you going to die? Am I so pathetic that I just died?

I regret a little that I didn't listen to what Uncle Shi said, but now it's too late to say anything.

Hey, I can't see clearly, my eyes can't see clearly.

I want to sleep, well, maybe I'll wake up and go back to the world I was.

It turns out that this world is just a dream!

It's cold!

Ma Hong's consciousness eventually dissipated, and he fell from his horse into the rain.