"Mother, the slave doesn't understand, do you really want to do this?"

"It's been so long since you've been out and you're still annoyed with this, that's enough!"

"It's a mother, it's just a mother, the slave is worried about your safety......"

"What do you think...... Can anyone in this world hurt me? ”

“……”

The scorching sun and the cracked earth are like the wrinkles on the old man's face after the wind and frost, so clear and profound.

The sun was like a fireball poured with oil, hanging in the sky hotly, exuding scorching fire, and even the only remaining clouds were extinguished in the sun's transpiration.

The heatstroke knew that he was quietly clinging to the withered tree, shouting weakly.

The earth was baked a copper color by the sun, and the steam on the ground climbed up with the sun's beams.

The crops in the fields have long since dried up, and it only takes a little more heat from the sun to ignite them.

On the road, countless scrawny victims carried their families and carried large and small luggage to the far side of the road.

There was no clean place on their bodies for a long time, and they were covered with mud and clods, not to mention the strong and pungent stench that emanated from their bodies.

Among the victims, regardless of men, women, and children, there is no aura on their bodies, and they are all like walking corpses, muddy.

This is the drought.

Still, there are some differences between the victims.

Different in terms of money, those who are wealthier on weekdays, who raise horses and cattle, or who have a broken cart and carriage at home, are more relaxed than others on the way to escape. You can also bring a little more baggage.

But even so, they were just as muddy as those who walked on foot.

They all know very well that in this situation, the money that used to be is something outside the body, and only the livestock that was once raised is priceless.

Because these animals allow them to live longer...... And not only them, but all the victims.

At this time, although all the victims were in a state of confusion, they all had a resolute belief in their hearts to support them to continue to flee.

'Alive'.

"This little brother, where are you going to flee?"

In the group of refugees, one or two old men with gray temples asked a man next to him with a package that looked very heavy.

The man, at first glance, was about twenty-three or fourteen years old, with a very dirty body, a small beard or two at his throat, and two small children and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman with her hair in a bun.

The children, a boy and a girl, appear to be his children and wife.

The children seem to be very well-behaved, not noisy, and under this natural disaster, it seems that even the originally energetic bear children have lost their previous spirit.

"What? Don't you know, sir? ”

"I'm a janitor, and I've been running away with my young lady for a long time, and I've forgotten where I'm going?

From the very beginning of the flight, we never stopped. Each time, I stopped in a certain village for less than two days, and then fled again.

Running around, they all fainted. ”

"Don't worry, it'll be fine in the future."

The young man laughed.

"I heard that the imperial court has just issued an order, ordering all departments to open the city gates, so that those of us who have fled can enter the city to beg for a living, and even go directly to the capital to beg for a living.

When we enter the city, we have hope. ”

"That's a good thing."

The old man said.

But what the old man didn't see was that as the young man spoke, the expressions of both him and her wife darkened instantly.

It's like something sad comes to mind.

The fleeing procession continued to march, and after about ten minutes of walking, the scorching sun became more and more intense.

If the mental state of the victims was only in a trance, like the walking dead.

Now, it can be described as dying...... Or rather, statements.

At this time, apart from the belief that they are alive to support their journey, there is no longer any human part of them.

Except for the form.

The Walking Dead, these four words, are not misused.

"Knock ——!"

Among the victims, a one-year-old man suddenly fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the pedestrians around did not intervene to help. They just made way of the way, gave the old man enough space, and continued to walk forward.

"Daddy!!"

There were still a few people in the crowd who stopped, and it seemed that they were relatives of the old man.

"Xiaocui, you and I can't do it."

The old man said, tremblingly put his hand into his arms, took out a jade pendant, and handed it to the woman named Xiaocui.

"This is the jade pendant passed down by your grandfather back then, and now I have handed it over to you...... Your grandfather saved someone...... He couldn't repay it, so he left the jade pendant.

Heard...... He later became a well-known trader...... You, take this jade pendant to his house and beg him to take it in.

If...... No ...... Let's sell yourself into his house. You are the eldest sister, the eldest sister is the mother, you have to take care of your brothers and sisters......"

When the words fell, the old man's head bent and he completely lost his breath.

Seeing this, the children wiped the tears that were still in their eyes and set out on the escape again.

It's not that the children are unfilial, it's that they have no extra water to pass away as tears.

It's not that their children are unfilial, it's that they have seen too many lives and deaths along the way, and they are no longer sentimental.

It's not that the children are unfilial, it's that they can't afford to stop and bury the elderly.

It's not useless to be a father...... It's that he really can't walk.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have said the word betrayal......

"I've heard a lot of the term selling my body, but if I really can't live, who wants to sell my body?"

In the crowd, a young man with a heavy burden on his back whispered.

A few hours. The scorching sun began to go down the hill, and the air began to be less stuffy and a little refreshing.

The lifeless victims also regained some of their strength, and from dying, they became walking corpses again.

But when the sun goes down, it also means the end of the day.

The victims who had worked hard all morning sat on the ground and began to repair.

Those who brought dry food began to pick up dry food to fill their stomachs.

If there is no dry food, they will start grabbing food.

However, due to the overwork of everyone, even if there was a scramble, there was not much movement.

It's just a fight between the two, there is no half of the onlookers, and there is no half of them who go up to persuade them to fight.

Mothers with their babies also began to untie their clothes to breastfeed their children.

It's just that the milk is not abundant, and the child may only be half-full after drinking.

What's more, after untying the placket, I found that my infant child was no longer breathing.

Although the scene of breastfeeding was somewhat glamorous, at this time there was no half-ruffian hooligan showing a lewd look, and no one came forward to desecrate or insult him.

Even if there is an idea, it is just an idea.

One's eyes are bigger than one's stomach.......