Those who do not deserve to die die, but those who should die live.

Chi Jing looked at the man who was surrounded by three children and called Dad, only to feel that his scalp was numb, his mind was blank, and he didn't know how to function.

It's just that the man is the shopkeeper of the inn who sent her out before she left Guining Town that day, and was told the truth by her, but wanted to splash her with dirty water.

The old man with the white beard was not living his life, and he should have survived, and returned to his undestroyed home after the flood receded. Not only was he old and had no children or grandchildren, but he lived a long life, and with the help of his neighbors every day, he lived 20 years longer than he is now, and died at the age of 100.

And the inn's shopkeeper was supposed to have died in the flood a few days ago, but in the process of saving his fourth son, his foot suddenly cramped, and finally he drowned in the water with his fourth son.

But now he appeared in front of her intact.

How did he manage to get through this? Did he believe her? Did you do anything to change your fate because you listened to her?

She suddenly panicked, but she wanted to step forward to look into his eyes, but her steps were as if she had been tied to a stone.

"Yes, Ming'er. That sister didn't lie to us, she really had rice to eat. The shopkeeper also bloomed with one of the most joyful smiles these days, although this smile did not last long.

This year has been a lot of weird things. First of all, Beixian County, which had been flood-free for a hundred years, suffered an unprecedented flood, and then the officers and soldiers who had never been harsh on the victims actually brought a large pot of fragrant rice.

Everyone said that those officers and soldiers were ghosts, and those dead relatives couldn't see them abusing everyone like this, and they all gathered around them, looking for an opportunity to get on them...

In the past, he often listened to the chats of the literati who stayed there, and occasionally said that if something goes wrong, there must be a demon, in short, he is convinced.

Those relatives who died... The Spirit of Heaven will bless us...

He muttered silently in his heart, feeling as if someone was watching him. He looked around, but nothing unusual. Busy clasping his hands together, he kept repeating "Amitabha, Amitabha".

...

"Girl, they actually prepared such a little rice!"

At this time, Chi Jing and the jade bottle were standing in the camp tent where the officers and soldiers stored the grain, and there was still a lot of meat left in it, but there was not much rice left. After all, most of this rice was reserved for the officers and soldiers to eat for themselves, and the victims did not need to put a few grains of rice in a few mouthfuls of rice soup every day.

What to do, are they too impulsive? Officers and soldiers should not be asked to cook rice, but should be boiled into porridge. If you cook it into porridge, you won't be able to eat enough, but you can eat it for at least two more days, and if you last two more days, the flood will completely recede.

Why didn't the girl respond? The jade bottle looked strangely, and the girl was in a daze..."Girl, girl? What happened to you? ”

Ji Jing came back to his senses from his contemplation, "Huh? After the rice is eaten, let's continue to eat the noodles. ”

"Girl, these officers and soldiers... Do you want to give them something to eat? "The jade bottle is tangled and authentic.

"Give each of them half a bowl of dirty porridge, the pot that spat on today." The pool is cold and authentic. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he pointed to one of them and said, "Then give him two bowls of clean porridge." ”

The jade bottle looked along her fingers, and nodded approvingly, "It should be." ”

"There are so many dead, it's pitiful." - The person Chi Jing refers to is the soldier who once expressed sympathy for the victims behind his back.

...

"Uncle, are you really a ghost?" Ming'er opened her big shining eyes, didn't dare to exert herself, and only gently pulled the corners of the officers and soldiers' clothes.

The officer and soldier stood straight like a wooden man, soulless, like a walking corpse, staring straight ahead, without giving him the slightest response.

"Ugh." Ming'er sat down, but the young man's face revealed deep sorrow and longing.

"Uncle, if you are really a ghost, can you tell Ming'er, where is Ming'er's mother?" That day, they watched their mother being swept away by the flood, and they didn't know where they had gone.

"Uncle, Ming'er misses her mother so much. Uncle, do you miss your mother too? ”

"Uncle, my father said that my mother will be reincarnated, and she will be a rich person in her next life. So Ming'er can't think about her mother all day long, otherwise her mother will not be able to reincarnate. ”

"And the little brother, the little brother also fell into the water. The younger brother will also be a good and rich person in his next life. ”

"Uncle, Ming'er doesn't dare to think about them, Ming'er is afraid that they won't be reborn. Will the mother and the little brother remember Ming'er in the next life? ”

"Ming'er wants her mother... Woo..."

"My mother is eccentric, and I only take my little brother to be a rich person..."

"Ming'er also wants to follow her mother and little brother, woo..."

The ignorant boy, who did not even dare to release his thoughts, was like a wounded little beast holding himself in his arms, rolling himself into a ball, crying and falling asleep at the feet of the officers and soldiers.

The night was so quiet that not even the cries of gnats or frogs were heard.

Under such an oppressively quiet, starry night sky, a pair of white jade-like hands gently stroked Ming'er's forehead.

"Mother..."Ming'er rubbed her face into her gentle palm affectionately, sniffed, and fell asleep again. The hands gently picked him up and walked back to the shelter that was still sheltered from the wind and rain.

...

"Chi girl."

As soon as Ming'er was sent back to the shed and covered with a thin quilt for him, Chi Jing walked out of the shed full of concern, and a "Chi girl" aroused her attention.

In the night, the man was like an immortal walking down from the starry sky, dressed in white and otherworldly, with cold eyebrows and eyes but still handsome.

"The people's daughters see the five princes." After Chi Jing saluted, she immediately remembered that she never seemed to have taken off her veil in front of this prince, so how did he know that this was her true face?

"No need to be polite." Ling Yun said indifferently, looking at the simple greenhouse in front of him with his back to the night.

"The prince is here late at night... Ignorance? With her previous conversations, she knew that it was the right thing to do, otherwise she and he would stand alone and stay in front of the greenhouse all night.

"Nothing." Lingyun Road.

"Oh." Chi Jing means that he understands the way of the earth. He was the one who talked to death first, but it's none of her business.

So the two of them stood aside and began to stare at the greenhouse.

About a quarter of an hour later.

"You..."

"You..."

Chi Jing secretly rolled his eyes: "Lord Wang, what are you doing when you come here alone late at night, if there is really nothing to do, aren't you afraid that someone will follow you?" ”

Even if he was killed here, and then used the excuse of the disaster riot to kill a few innocent people to bear the guilt, he would not die unjustly.

"What's wrong with these officers and soldiers?" Ling Yun did not answer the rhetorical question.

Chi Jing used the original set he said to the jade bottle on Ling Yun.

"Oh. The king knows. Ling Yun listened, didn't have too much expression, dropped this sentence and left.

"What a freak. Chi Jing sneered, and also turned and walked away.

But it seems that someone has been with me for so long, and the mood is not as bad as just now...