The day I died was the fourth day of the fourth month of April. It is written on the yellow calendar that the day is worth the moon and the moon is broken, and it is not appropriate for major events.

The sound in my ears was gone, and a few drops of hot water splashed on my face.

I think that's my own blood.

If you can live, of course, you should be alive.

I watched them take the wounded and the dead. The top of the hill was cleaned, and it was not obvious that it had just been a fight.

Those things are related to me, because I am also one of the dead.

I wondered where they were going to take my shell, but I could only watch them walk away.

It was raining, and the surrounding mountains were silent in the rain.

I can't tell what I was hoping for. Maybe I want to see someone holding me and stroking the corpse, and I can't bear to give up.

Maybe I'm counting on someone to kill themselves with a sword next to me, and die of martyrdom.

These fantasies are too unrealistic.

In fact, not a single one cried.

Maybe the wound is too deep for people to cry.

I watched them leave, drifting away until I could no longer see them.

The wind blows, and the mountains and forests rise and fall.

I don't know why it's so nostalgic, but among those people, there are ......

I can't remember those people, their names, who they were. I don't know if they're my relatives or friends, or if they're my enemies—

I panicked, but I couldn't even remember who I was.

I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, I couldn't hold back my memory. I was in the rain, watching countless droplets of rain fall from above, into the woods, into the ground, into mountain streams.

Rust-colored blood stains could still be seen in the newly turned soil, wisps of blood, and when the rain was heavy, the blood quickly seeped down and became one with the soil.

Who am I?

How did I die? Where am I? What else do I have to worry about in this world?

What should I do? Where am I going?

"Little sister, little sister is alive!"

A girl jumped up and hugged me and cried with joy, talking and laughing and wiping tears like a madman.

I struggled to turn my head to look at the other person.

It was a young man, skinny, and he pursed his lips tightly to keep himself from crying, and wiped his face twice with his sleeve.

"I didn't expect this soul spell to be so useful!"

There's a fart!

I had a terrible headache but my mind was clear, and before I opened my eyes, what I heard was clearly the most ordinary year-breaking sacrificial prayer, what does it have to do with the Soul Restoration Spell? Not to mention that it is impossible for a child of such an age to know the soul return spell, and even if he does, the soul return spell is not something they can cast at their age, it is a forbidden spell.

"Little sister, are you hungry? Come on, look, my brother just picked a lot of peaches and came back, you can eat them. ”

I watched speechlessly as she took the little green peach, which was not much bigger than her belly, and placed it in front of me—what time of year is this? This peach is pitifully small, and it definitely doesn't taste very good, just looking at it, it makes me feel like my mouth is sour.

"Little sister, do you still have pain in your body? If you're uncomfortable, tell your sister. ”

She rubbed and rubbed a small peach hair, and the peach hair on it was wiped clean before handing it to me.

My stomach was empty, as if I had been hungry for many years, and I grabbed the peach and took a big bite to gnaw it, and swallowed it all before it tasted, it was so sour and bitter, and my tongue was so astringent.

"Where is this?"

The sound I made was as small as a cat's meow.

"It's ......"

The boy interrupted her: "Let's go to my aunt, and when we get there, no one will bully us." He also took a peach and bit it, his face immediately wrinkled, grinned, swallowed straight neck, swallowed it when he swallowed it, but squeezed out a smile: "It's okay......"

Poor child, how long has this been hungry?

I myself had an empty belly, and my hand holding the peach pit was thin and small, and I didn't look more than five years old. The boy looks like he is thirteen or fourteen, right? The girl was only about ten years old, unkempt and ragged.

Shivering, I stuffed two peaches, I felt that my teeth were sore, and the girl went out and came back with a big leaf wrapped in some water: "Come, drink slowly, don't spill." ”

The water is so sweet, I drank it and she went to fill it again, and after three back and forth, I realized that it was not the water that was sweet, but the peach just now was too sour, so it seemed sweet.

She wiped my mouth and face carefully with her sleeve, and I hesitated for a moment, should I tell these two children that I am not their little sister at all?

But looking at the two little faces that were wrinkled by green peach and still trying to smile to comfort me, when the words came to my mouth, I swallowed them back.

Well, if you take someone else's shell, you have to do a little bit of obligation.

I'm a very responsible person, and although I don't remember anything before, I'm sure of it.

However, can this obligation be ...... Don't you start by eating this peach? I bet I'll have to lose a few more teeth in my mouth.

But if there were dry food to choose from, I don't think they would force themselves to eat peaches.

The body was too weak, and it only woke up for a while and fell into a deep sleep.

It's been a long time since I've slept and I'm almost jubilant—uh, maybe that's not the right thing to say...... All in all, it's great to be able to sleep!

I only remember that I died in this valley, but I don't remember who I was before I died, what my name was, where I lived, what I did, I don't even remember how I died.

I had no form, no color, no weight, no memory, and I didn't even know what my thoughts were based on. When the mountain wind blew, I was afraid that I would be blown away and vanished, and even what little thought and consciousness I had left would be gone—no, the smoke and the clouds were at least a little color and shape, and I was not even as good as the smoke and the clouds.

You can taste sour, bitter, astringent, painful, feel sleepy, and want to sleep......

It turned out to be such a happy thing.

By the way, it hurts......

When I first woke up, I didn't feel it, but now I feel more and more pain in my body. I groaned and opened my eyes, and my sister, who was sleeping next to me, also woke up, she turned over and said in a hoarse voice: "Little sister, what's wrong?" ”

I muttered a vague word: "It hurts." ”

She showed a distressed and embarrassed expression: "Sister, look at your injury." ”

As soon as I undressed myself, I was startled, and I wondered how this little girl died, and I borrowed her body to return her soul. As a result, as soon as the clothes were untied, the child's body was bruised and bruised, twisted, pinched, swollen and broken, and he couldn't find a piece of good meat.

No wonder it hurts so much.

"Does it hurt?"

I couldn't help but say, "It doesn't hurt ......."

She tried to smile at me, but tears fell and fell on me, and it didn't seem to be a water stain, but a drop of hot oil, and I shivered.

She hugged me, cautiously afraid of rubbing and crushing me: "Sister holds you to sleep...... Sleep, let's go down the mountain at dawn and find you a Langzhong, Langzhong will prescribe medicine for you, take the medicine, it won't hurt, and the injury will be healed......"

She had a cry in her voice, and she endured it.

I had a lot of pain in my body, and it seemed to go down again, and I was a little groggy and felt hot.

No, it's not that it doesn't hurt anymore, it's that I'm starting to have a fever.

This fever burned for two days, and when I woke up, I was already in an inn, the house was full of medicine, and the two people were still guarding in front of the bed.

I don't know why, I want to cry.

I couldn't make a sound, tears slipped from the corners of my eyes, cool, and flowed all the way to my sideburns.

"Little sister, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

She smiled sadly and turned to look at her brother.

They were much thinner than I had seen when I first opened them, and their eyes were red.

"It's good to wake up." The elder brother breathed a sigh of relief: "Lang Zhong said that it's good to wake up, drink the medicine, we can't stay here for a long time, let's go on the road." ”

Right now? It's already dark, isn't it? And with a sick child.

Could it be that someone is chasing these three people after them?

I was packed like luggage, and then carried on my brother's back, and the three of them left the inn at night, and followed the road in the direction of the rising moon.

This brother is really too thin. I reached out from the package and put my arm on his shoulder. His bones are uncomfortable.

"Little sister, if you're sleepy, go to sleep."

My sister thoughtfully combed my hair and leaned over her forehead to test my temperature.

It's not so hot anymore.

"Thirsty or not? By the way, let's drink the medicine. ”

She poured the boiled medicine into a water bag so that she could carry it with her, kept it in her arms, and took it out and kept it warm. But when the medicine is still hot, I put it in my arms, and even through the underwear, it will burn and burn, right?

"It's not bitter, you can only get better if you drink it, little sister, drink it?"

I didn't feel bitter at all, I drank it hot in one go, my stomach was bulging, and I had a burp.

I was repacked and carried on my way. My sister also asked, "Brother, are you tired?" I'll carry her for a while. ”

"Not tired, not heavy at all."

"The Qi family may not have any intention of chasing us back at all." She paused and said, "Just wait until you get to your aunt." My little sister can also take good care of her injuries......"

This was the second time they had mentioned the aunt.

I was curious, but I wasn't in a hurry to ask. Anyway, when you get to the place, everything will be understood.

Probably there was a soothing ingredient in the medicine, and I fell asleep on his back in a groggy state. I was woken up several times, but I was asked to drink water and gnaw dry food, and there was medicine that I didn't know how to boil out. I was much more sober, smelling the medicine, it was very strange, I could tell what herbs were used in it, how much water was used, and how long it had been fried. I could even tell if it was a well or a spring.

It's been a long road, three days or four days? We always traveled in the evening, and they both gave me the softest, most palatable food, and nibbled on the hard, hard-to-swallow coarse bread themselves.

I hope they will say more to help me understand my life and where we are now, and even tell me what year and month it is. However, they seldom speak, and occasionally they say a word, which way to choose when they encounter a fork in the road.

I had to wait patiently. Fortunately, I'm just a kid now, and it's easy to hide my words and deeds, and I have time to do anything.