The dead sheep walks on the street, into the eye, is a low wooden house, there are also two floors, mostly some inns and restaurants, but the people in and out are also very rare, there are pedestrians on the street, dressed plainly, see the shirtless, full of white hair people, can not help but be a little surprised, there are four or five children, think it is fun, just follow the dead sheep behind the wanderer, quite annoying, the dead sheep turned to the corner of the street, and suddenly appeared, grimace, the group of bear children scared fart urine, in a blink of an eye ran away.

Passing through the side street, at the end, there was a small shed on the side of the road, and there was a stove next to it, on which were some pots and pans, and the hot water in the pot was boiling, selling some noodles and ravioli, and in the open space outside the shed, there were a few tables, and there were three or four customers, where they were sucking noodles.

The owner of the shop was an old man in his seventies, lean, with a goatee, and he was a very cute girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, not very beautiful, but long with a small green home, very flattering.

She was very lively, and when she saw the dead sheep standing still in front of the stall, she asked, "What do the guests want to eat?"

"I don't have any money. ”

The girl smiled and took out a bowl of dough from the bottom of the pot, which fell at the bottom of the pot when boiling wontons, the accumulation of a day, has been cooked to a thin scale, ordinary people disdain to eat, but the belly wrapping is still very good.

She scooped up the wonton wrappers, put them in a bowl, added two or three freshly cooked wontons to them, drizzled them with chili oil, and then brought the bowl to an empty table, handed the dead sheep a pair of chopsticks, and said, "Eat, don't need money." ”

The dead sheep held the chopsticks, moved by this sudden kindness, he thanked him, and then sat on the bench, gulped the wonton skin into his mouth, and ate until the end, before eating the three complete wontons, in the wontons, it was meat filling, only a little bit of meat, but it was very fresh, and one bite went down, and the whole person felt comfortable.

After eating the wontons, he drank the soup again, and he felt that he didn't even have a bottom, but he didn't have that face, and said that he would have another bowl, and then the girl came to collect the bowl, and the dead sheep asked, "What's your name?"

The girl chuckled and said, "My name is Ah Mu." ”

After collecting the bowl, the girl was busy again, and the dead sheep wrote down this place, got up and left the town along the way, if you want to find your memory, you have to go to a larger place, in this town, you should not find any results.

As he walked all the way, he gradually went away, climbed a high mountain, and reached the top of the high mountain, and when he crossed the mountain, the town was about to disappear from view, and at this moment he saw that green smoke began to rise from the sky above the town, and the smoke was not like the smoke of cooking, but like the burning of houses.

The dead sheep felt that things were a little strange, and he was not afraid of trouble, so he turned back, ran all the way, and when he came to the outside of the town, the whole town was already full of fireworks, and there were many brave men in the streets, armed with machetes, and were looting everywhere.

This is a plague!

The dead sheep hurriedly ran to the small shed where he was eating wontons just now, and the old man with the goatee had been hacked to death in the open space, and on the other side, three big men were pressing Ah Mu, ignoring her struggles, and his eyes were full of greed.

The big men laughed, Ah Mu's crying and screaming were heartbreaking, and the dead sheep saw all this in his eyes, and in his heart, it was an extraordinarily blockage.

He took a deep breath, trying not to let himself go insane.

The dead sheep took three steps and made two steps, rushed up, lifted the man who was pressing on A Mu's body, fell over the shoulder, threw the man to the ground, and kicked at his exposed little worm, this kick, it was kicked with all his strength, huge force, the big man didn't start shouting, he died directly, and the remaining strength kicked the corpse of more than 100 catties out hundreds of meters away, along the dirt road outside the town, sweeping up the dust all the way.

When the other two men saw it, they were dumbfounded, this is still the strength of normal people!

However, this kick could not alleviate the anger of the dead sheep, and he grabbed the necks of the other two men one by one, lifted them up, and strangled him to death.

Then, the blood-covered sheep turned his gaze to the other strongmen in the town who were still looting, and he turned and walked away, followed by another massacre.

The dead sheep was very heavy and unstoppable, and the dozens of robbers died one by one under his hands, and in the end only a short and fat man remained.

The dead sheep recognized him, he was the leader of the gang of mountain bandits who had been fighting on the riverbank not long ago.

The leader of the mountain bandits also recognized the dead sheep, the appearance of the stick hitting the head into the chest, he still remembers it clearly, and he doesn't know what bad luck he suffered today, and he met this killing god twice a day.

Originally, they killed all the township militia, and called out the brothers who stayed in the village, thinking about finding a small town and relaxing, this time it was good, and they met this overlord again, and somehow offended him, and more than 40 people in the whole village died neatly and cleanly.

The fat man knelt at the feet of the dead sheep and said, "Hero, spare my life, I can give you gold, I have as much as I want." ”

The dead sheep ignored him, and when the knife fell, he cut him in two, and his internal organs flowed all over the ground.

Dropping the knife, the dead sheep turned around and went back to the shed at the entrance of the town, only to find that Ah Mu was hanging from the shed and had committed suicide.

At this moment, the dead sheep finally couldn't help it, he looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound wave shattered all the tiles in the town.

The dead sheep was breathing rapidly, and he untied Ah Mu with a trembling hand and held it in his arms.

Ah Mu's body is still warm, but there is no heartbeat.

The dead sheep subconsciously told him that he was dead.

However, he really couldn't accept this fact, if he hadn't gone so fast, if earlier, he had helped the militia kill this gang of robbers, then the town would not have suffered such a tragic situation, and Ah Mu would not have died.

However, there is no if.

People can't be resurrected after death, it's too late for anything, and the girl who laughed so well is now out of breath.

The dead sheep found Ah Mu's torn clothes, barely covered her body, and then he picked up Ah Mu's body, walked to a clearing step by step, put Ah Mu down, and began to dig a pit with his bare hands.

While digging the pit, he told himself that in the future, he would be nosy.

In the evening, as the sun sets, thick smoke wafts over the town, and the survivors are busy disposing of corpses, extinguishing fires and saving people.

The dead sheep leaned against Ah Mu's grave, holding a jar of turbid wine in his hand, and was borrowing wine to kill his sorrows, and his heart was very unhappy!

Feel like an idiot.