Chapter 002: The Holy Maiden of Troubled Times (01) Prisoner Car
On a summer afternoon, the scorching sun above his head is like a brazier, mercilessly scorching the earth, and the sky and the earth are full of dry heat.
In the distance, a coachman drove his horses, and the wheels ran over the dry yellow earth, rattling, raising the yellow sand in the sky, and the wind blew straight towards the black cage behind.
There are weeds on the top of the cage to provide shade. Eight teenage girls are shackled in cages. They were all ragged, unkempt, and emaciated.
The sand swept in, and the girls bowed their heads to avoid with a look of pity, occasionally coughing, and hoarse and weak.
As soon as Bolan opened her eyes, she was filled with yellow sand, her nose and mouth were full, she turned her head in embarrassment, and rubbed her eyes, only then did she see her situation clearly.
The excitement in my heart dissipated like smoke, and I was left with a stunned face.
There is loess everywhere in the eyes, flying sand and stones, barren, is this the world? The heavenly palace built with the carved fence is really different from the cloud and mud.
Looking at the girls in the cage again, all of them have yellow faces and thin muscles, godless eyes, and no sense of beauty, she can't help but be a little disappointed - the so-called things gather by like, people by groups, since she stays with them, she must not look very good-looking.
Next, Bolan felt a tightness in her throat, a void in her abdomen, and weakness in her body, and her subconscious made her understand that this was a sign of thirst and hunger for mortals.
Coincidentally, a goose-faced girl named Ah Zhen next to her was taking out a piece of dry cake and a few fruits from her arms. Bolan's eyes were glued to the food, and she subconsciously swallowed her saliva.
Ah Zhen found out, hesitated for a moment, broke off half of the cake, handed it to her along with the fruit, and asked softly, "Do you want it?" ”
Bolan was surprised, took it while thanking him, took a bite of the wild fruit, his lips and teeth were full of sweetness, half a piece of dry cake was in his stomach, and his whole body was alive, as if he had been poured with energy.
She looked up contentedly, only to find that the other girls were staring at her with disdain.
"Why do you think of me like that?" Bolan is strange.
A girl named Ah Xiang squinted her eyes and said with a look of hatred that iron could not be made of steel: "Alain, you have changed! How do you eat that man's dirty? It's so spineless! ”
The man? Dirty?
Bolan looked at her side, and Ah Zhen, who had just generously given her food, was blushing, her hands clutching the corners of her clothes, and she didn't say a word.
Bolan was inexplicable: "Why can't you eat it?" The fruit and dry cakes are obviously not dirty at all. ”
Ah Xiang sneered, and just wanted to speak, but the car stopped suddenly.
The coachman said in a rough voice: "There is a stream below, I'll go get some water." ”
This is a swarthy and stout middle-aged man, he said, but did not go out, but went around to the back of the car, opened the cage, and stretched out his hand to Ah Zhen.
Ah Zhen's face was red and white, and she took the coachman's hand, slowly got up, and moved out.
The rest of the girls were like avoiding the plague, and tried their best to make way sideways, but Bolan looked ignorant and inexplicable, watching the coachman take Ah Zhen in his arms, lock the cage, and strode away.
The stream below the slope could not be seen in the cage, only the faint sound of gurgling water, but soon, the sound of the rattling stream was mixed with the heavy gasps and shouts of the man, and the moaning of the woman, which was extremely suppressed.
Bolan was puzzled and wanted to ask what was going on, but saw the girls in the car covering their ears, closing their eyes tightly, and pursing their lips. He looked red-faced and disgusted.
She couldn't ask, and her doubts became more and more numerous.
Fortunately, at this time, a voice sounded in my head:
[Lan, we have reached the first world. I'm your exclusive system, Forrest Gump, and you can communicate with me directly with your mind. Now I'm transferring part of the plot to you, so get ready. 】
Before Bolan could nod her head and say yes, many memories were like overwhelming waves, swooping down on a rampage, making her head hurt.
[Ah, I'm sorry.] It was also my first time on a mission, and I pushed too hard. The next time I transfer, I'll pay attention to the flow rate. Lan, are you alright? 】
Forrest Gump's apologetic voice rang out.
[It's fine. Bolan, who suffered a little, didn't mind, and concentrated on checking the plot-
The world that Bolan came to was a troubled time in ancient times.
The original Alan is a native of Zhao and is fourteen years old this year. A few years ago, she was orphaned in the war and fell into the hands of human teeth. There is endless work to be done every day, there is not enough food and clothing, and I will be beaten and scolded at every turn.
Until more than ten days ago, someone bought Alan and eight other girls, and it was said that they would be sent to the Yan Imperial Palace. They put on their footcuffs, entered the cages, and began to hurry.
The war has been going on for more than ten years, and countries have been destroyed or annexed, and some powerful countries have gradually declined, as was the case with Zhao.
The Yan Kingdom, which was only an inconspicuous small country at the beginning, relied on its unique geographical location, coupled with the courage and skill of its warriors, this fighting nation rose rapidly, expanding its territory all the way, and now it has a faint tendency to unify the world.
There is a saying among the people: "The palace of Yan is the safest and richest place in the world." ”
Knowing that they were about to go to such a good place, the girls were excited. Although the road was bumpy and the food was pitifully distributed every day, there was hope in his heart, and he was able to endure hunger and thirst and face the heat.
At first, although the girls were bitter, they were also very united and could enjoy the pain together.
It wasn't until the third day on the road that the middle-aged coachman stopped the carriage and pulled Ah Zhen behind a big tree. At first, there was a whisper that could not be heard clearly, and then I saw the branches of the tree trembling, and there was a tiresome sound of affection.
When Ah Zhen came back, there was no obvious abnormality, she held a lot of food in her arms, and took the initiative to ask everyone if they wanted to eat.
Although the girls are hungry, no one wants to accept Ah Zhen's food.
They all heard it, and the coachman didn't know what to say, so he coaxed Ah Zhen to do something with the coachman without resistance. Now that they see Ah Zhen coming back with food, there is something that the girls don't understand.
Soon everyone will enter the palace, isn't it a complete body, can there still be a place for her in the palace? Everyone thinks Ah Zhen is too confused!
Moreover, for the sake of this appetite, it is really cheap to exchange your own body for it.
Since then, Ah Zhen has received special treatment from the coachman, but she is also regarded as a dirty existence by her companions, and is isolated and sneered at along the way.
The original Alan quietly asked with sympathy: "Did he force you?" Ah Zhen only shook her head.
Shocked, Alain respectfully stayed away from Ah Zhen.
……
After reading the memory, Bolan suddenly understood what Ah Xiang meant when she said dirty.
However, it may be that he was sent to the rebirth system as soon as he condensed into a tree spirit, and the role was switched too frequently, and until now, Bolan was still a little confused. This prevents her from fully integrating into the world and inheriting the values of her original body.
On the contrary, she felt that even if Ah Zhen did something inappropriate, it was just her own choice and did not harm anyone. It's okay to ignore her, but it is not very glorious to repeatedly stand on the moral high ground to accuse her.
As the saying goes, I don't know the whole picture, so I won't comment.