Red Forest Notebook
Eighty years ago
In the red forest, there was a young man in white.
The man who came was an old man with gray hair, who walked tremblingly, and it seemed to be a very close road, and he walked for a long time on crutches before he arrived.
The seated young man did not intend to go up to help him, and continued to sit under a blood-red maple tree boiling tea.
The old man stepped forward, bent down and bowed solemnly to the young man, and said, "Go to the ...... of the six" His face was not good, as if he was very worried about something, "Will it be ......?"
Before the old man could finish speaking, the young man said, "It's okay, I'll be back." ”
After speaking, he took a sip of the tea that was still smoking in his hand. Looking into the woods on the side, there was a large pile of rubble, and two corpses were lying next to them......
Nineteen years ago
A sturdy middle-aged man paced the door, and in the room, the footsteps of several midwives rang back and forth.
Suddenly, there was a baby cry, and the man outside the door finally breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to push the door in to see how the situation was.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the door, the people inside opened the door, his head was full of sweat, panting and intermittently saying: "Patriarch, it's a girl!" Madam...... Madame didn't make it! ”
These words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, hitting this man's heavenly spirit cover, he was stunned for a while, he didn't enter the house, but turned around and ran!
Three years ago
Seeing that there was no one around, a woman in her teenage years in a night suit waved behind her.
Suddenly, from the alley behind her, more than a dozen teenagers who were also wearing night clothes appeared, all of them with strong figures. Including the woman who took the lead, the group all took out black scarves and covered their faces.
They cooperated very well, the three of them crouched under the wall and marched on their horses, and the rest of them flew into the wall one by one with the help of their hands.
The people who came in in teams of two infiltrated every room in this courtyard.
The woman seemed to have nothing to do, moved a stone and sat in the courtyard, and turned the short knife in her hand with Erlang's legs crossed.
After a fight, each of the dozen or so people who had just entered walked up to the sitting woman with a foreigner who was taller and burlier than them.
"All caught?" The woman spoke.
"It's all here," replied an equally young voice.
The woman glanced at the people who were being caught and said, "I saw that you killed someone, should you give your life back?" ”
Those foreigners didn't seem to understand, and the woman slapped the knife on her hand and said, "I saw you kill people . Should you give back your life ?”
The foreigners all looked up, and they all looked at the woman in front of them with a stunned expression.
"Hey! Don't waste any time, we're going to be left behind. The woman waved her hand, "Kill it, be careful not to touch the blood" She took a step back.
Immediately, I saw more than a dozen black-clothed people pressing the foreigners pull out all kinds of short blades, and with a few smacks, those seemingly burly foreigners all fell in a pool of blood.
"What are you doing when you run to other people's countries to kill people?" She looked at the corpses of the foreigners and muttered.