When I used to daydream, I always thought that with my knowledge and skills, I would go to an unexplored place. It can definitely make a difference. I didn't understand until I was reincarnated. It's too hard to do.

Human society, like the natural world, has its own internal laws. They are no less brutal. The power of the individual is as small in human society as a tree in nature.

I grew up in the village until I was ten years old. Every day, I struggle on the food and clothing line, and when I have the strength, I work hard, and I am so tired that I can't lift my arms after work. What knowledge, what knowledge, is completely useless. Everyone is like a hungry beast, and all they think about is how to eat enough. Sadaba double talent.

The village is subordinate to the Kyoshi. It is only a few hundred miles away from Beijing. Ma Mian was very merciful, knowing that we had agreed to meet in the capital, so he sent me here. But even this short distance of a few hundred miles is enough for me to walk for ten days and half a month.

I had planned to sell my property when I became an adult and set off with a tray of dry food. However, a tragic accident happened at home, and my plans had to be brought forward.

I used to calculate the harvest in the village, just enough for us to survive. This is a very fragile ecosystem, and if there is a little accident, it will be broken.

When I was ten years old, the accident really happened. In March, there was a great drought and no harvest.

Immediately after, the world was in chaos. There are wars going on everywhere. A group of soldiers retreated in defeat and passed through our village.

The rout army is not as good as the Kou, and the stray soldiers are thieves. After some looting, the only surplus food was gone.

If you stay in the village, you will surely die. So we went out in droves, ready to beg for food in a place where the harvest was better.

There is an experienced old man in the village, we all call him Fifth Uncle, and in fact he is much higher than us.

When the fifth uncle was young, he used to ask for food with everyone and wandered outside for more than a year. Only then did he return to his hometown. Stubbornly survived. So we all obeyed the orders of the fifth uncle, and he led us all the way to beg.

The route of the fifth uncle coincided with mine, all the way to the north, and the final destination was Beijing.

That night, everyone cleaned up at home, and each rolled up a small bag and carried it on his back, which was the only family property.

Someone asked in the dark, "Fifth Uncle." Why should we go to Beijing? I have heard that there are several places in the south where the wind and rain are good and the food is abundant. ”

The fifth uncle looked at the man and sneered: "Do you know why your grandfather died in a foreign land back then?" ”

The man was silent and did not dare to answer.

The fifth uncle said: "Back then, our village, as it is now, also went out to beg for food. Less than ten miles out of the village, everyone began to have opinions, some thinking about going north, some going south. And your grandfather went south. Yes, the land of fish and rice in the south. Who doesn't know? But it's too far from us to the south. Along the way, there are all disaster areas. They couldn't get a grain of food, and before they could get to the south, they were already starving to death. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone sighed.

The fifth uncle continued: "Beijing City is the closest big city to our village. At the feet of the Son of Heaven, there are many rich people. Everyone knows that being rich is not a good thing. But I, an old beggar, tell you that it is these rich people who are willing to give money. As long as one of the ten rich people has a better heart and is a little more generous, our life will be saved. ”

When they heard this, they all said yes.

When we were on the road, the fifth uncle specially explained to us that we must be together and must not be separated, otherwise it will be very dangerous.

When I first heard this, I didn't pay much attention to it, my left ear went in, and my right ear went out. Later, something happened, and I realized that this sentence was simply a life-saving word.

From our village to the city of Beijing, all of them were disaster areas, and there was no food to be found along the way. Rich people gathered a large number of family members, armed with knives to rob, whoever dared to come to ask for food, directly hacked to death. In the troubled times, it was hastily buried, and no one cared about it at all. What's more, the officials of this place have already run away after the war.

Some hungry people fought in groups against the landlords, and more than a dozen people were killed and wounded every day. At this time, the fifth uncle had to snort: "It's really fucking brainless." ”

The fifth uncle said: "In these years, human life is not valuable, but since the villagers have given their lives to me, I can't let you die so unjustly." Fight with the rich man, and they can figure it out. ”

At this time, the fifth uncle commanded a few young and strong boys, specially picking those small households, going door to door over the wall to enter, stealing food and clothing. It is said that it is stealing, but in fact, it is basically a robbery.

For a few days, we were beggars by day and thieves by night. Sometimes it's a rogue, sometimes it's a starving people. Relying on this hand, I have been supported along the way. It's even better than staying in the village and eating.

In the words of the fifth uncle: "Being a bad person is better than being a good person, good people don't live long, and bad people live for a thousand years." Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimp. If the officers and soldiers bully us, we will bully the more honest ones. Hehe, if I wasn't worried about going to the eighteenth layer of hell after I died, I would have wanted to get a fucking vote to burn and loot. ”

The fifth uncle sighed with emotion, we didn't dare to respond, everyone was willing to steal things, and followed him to rebel, it was a matter of losing our heads.

By the time we were halfway there, we couldn't find any food, even if we had to steal and rob. It's not that the previous disaster is more severe, but that they have already been robbed by the hungry, and there is really nothing left.

The fifth uncle kept cheering us up and told us that when we arrived in the capital, someone would give us porridge, and when the time came, we would have two meals a day, and we would be full and bask in the sun.

Wangmei quenches thirst, mirage. The fantasy life supports us and moves towards the capital step by step.

At this time, I even missed the quarry a little. Every day when I am hungry, this nostalgia is very strong. If someone nearby says that the quarry recruits workers, two meals a day, the price is to move stones for the rest of their lives. I will not hesitate to rush over.

Three days later, something strange happened to our team. Someone began to go missing. Often when you wake up, you are gone. There is no one in life, and no corpse in death.

At this time, we were walking to a hill where there was no village in front and no store behind. There are barren grass and dead trees everywhere, and there is basically no place to hide people.

Rumors began to circulate among us that we had harmed many people along the way, and Lord Yama couldn't stand it, so he sent imps to arrest us.

The fifth uncle was very angry and scolded: "Are we a scourge? It is the soldiers who are called a scourge, and those who take them should be taken first. From this evening onwards, I will take turns keeping vigils, and I will not believe in evil spirits. ”

That night, we gathered a lot of dry wood and built a bonfire. The villagers gathered around the campfire, hungry and sleeping.

When I was growing my body, I couldn't keep up with the food, and my hungry teeth were itching. All I think about is food. I fell asleep and got up again, wishing I could find a dead branch to stuff in my mouth to quench my hunger.

I got up from the ground and saw several uncles from the same village sighing around the fire. They discussed something in a whisper, and seemed at a loss, probably worried about eating.

I found a stick and stuffed it in my mouth and chewed it all over again.

At this time, I inexplicably remembered that Mr. Lu was here. To be honest, I haven't thought about Mr. Lu for a long time. I don't know if he can help me eat after I meet him. Thinking of this, I gently slapped myself: What's wrong with me? No matter what you think about now, in less than three seconds, you will definitely think of eating it.

I picked up a piece of charcoal from the fire, took off my jacket, and wrote on it: "Zhao Mang." "Two big words. Then put it back on.

The night was quiet, and the next morning, we found that no one was missing again. It's just that three villagers died.

At this time, there was a new rumor among us: because of the vigil arranged, it was inconvenient for Lord Yama to take people, so he left the corpse behind and hooked the soul away.

As if to verify this rumor. Then another strange thing happened.

When people die, they pay attention to entering the earth, and there is no need to prepare coffins at this time, so we just dug a shallow pit and buried them. Symbolically crying twice, and then walking in the direction of the capital.

Among the dead, one was the father of the bolt. The bolt is very filial, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly thought about serving his father again in the next life. So he tore a piece of cloth from his body and wanted to turn it back and put it in his father's grave as a proof.

But when he returned, he found that the body we had just buried was gone.

The villagers were all startled and said, "Last night, someone kept vigil, and Lord Yama took the soul away. Now that there was no one keeping vigil, his old man had taken the body away. is to punish us, so that we will die without a place to be buried, and sooner or later, one by one, we will have to end up like this. ”