At noon, the sun pierced through this land that was no longer full of vitality a hundred years ago, dry bones were everywhere, carrion was thick, on a narrow mountain road, a teenager carried a bundle of heavy firewood and walked slowly, the unknown fierce bird in the distance pointed at the young man, from time to time he lowered his head and pecked at the rotten meat under his body, the young man reached out and wiped his sweat, took off the gourd on his waist and unscrewed it and drank a sip of water, looked up at the sky, and said to himself: "Hurry up, hurry up, if you don't go quickly, I will become rotten meat." After speaking, he looked at the fortress below the mountain, and quickened his pace, ignoring the foul smell of the hot wind.

With a cup of tea, the young man came to the outside of the fortress, there was no bustling crowd as expected, only a deserted boulder and a big tree, the young man looked up at the soldiers on the city wall, and the soldiers also looked down at the young man, with an expressionless face: "If you want to enter, hurry up." The young man straightened up the firewood on his body and entered the fortress. Separated by a wall, the world is different, the outside is deserted, but the inside is crowded with people, the sound of selling comes and goes, as if the era of human heyday has not gone far, the boy turned left and right all the way, came to a big mansion, stretched out his hand to buckle the door, after a while, a head poked out to see the young man, and smiled: "Qiming, you are here, come in, come in, yo, there are so many today." The young man also smiled and said, "Hehe, Lieber." The man named Li Bo took the young man all the way around and came to the firewood room, the young man put down the firewood on his body, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and the man named Li Bo said to the young man: "Let's go, I'll take you to the account room to get the money." Have you eaten? The young man smiled and said, "I've eaten it, Uncle Lee." The two came to the front of a house, pushed the door and entered, there were two people sitting opposite each other in the house, each with an abacus, busy with their own care, one of them looked at the young man and asked, "How many catties of firewood?" The young man hurriedly said, "Two hundred catties." The man didn't say much, but nodded, turned and opened a drawer, took out some loose silver coins, and said, "Two hundred." The young man thanked the man, turned around and walked out of the house, and a man named Li Bo also came out and stopped the young man: "Qiming, you live alone outside the city, but be careful, I have heard recently that the outside of the city is not very peaceful." The young man said, "Don't worry, Lieber, I'll be careful." After saying that, he turned around and left, Li Bo looked at the departing young man and sighed secretly.

The young man left the mansion, counted and counted the money in his hand, carefully put it in his pocket, did not wander around, and went all the way out of the city. "Hurry up, go away, go home and make braised pork for you, hehe." A woman said as she walked with her child in tow. The young man paused, looked at the two people who were far away, turned around and came to the butcher shop, only to see the butcher shop owner raise and fall with a knife, and quickly divide the meat on the board, the young man opened his mouth: "I ......" The boss heard the sound, looked up at the young man, and said: "Yo, little guest officer, what do you want?" My meat here is fresh. The boy pointed to the meat on the board and said, "How much is the pork belly?" The boss wiped his hands and said, "Nine yuan a catty." Some? The boy looked at the boss and said, "Can you have less?" The boss said, "Eight yuan, no less." The boy said, "I want two pounds." "Okay, two catties of pork belly, you wait." The boss quickly cut off a piece of meat and weighed it, two catties and three taels. "Three taels more, I'll give it to you." The boss looked at the boy's clothes and put down the knife in his hand. The boy thanked the boss, paid the money, and trotted out of town with the meat, heading straight up the hill.

After entering a forest in the middle of the night, the boy turned left and right, as if walking through a maze, and it took about half an hour to come to a hut, the mud wall, the grass house, and the bamboo fence looked a little pleasant, but the dry bones not far away showed that this place was not a paradise. The young man pushed the door and shouted into the house, "Dad, mother, I'm back, and I bought pork belly, and I'll make braised pork for you." No one answered, only a skinny yellow dog wagged his tail around the boy, the boy finished speaking, washed his hands and made a fire to make rice, oil in the pot, the meat over the oil "Zizi" sounded, a yellow dog asked about the smell of meat, anxious "woo" barked. At sunset, the boy cooked the meal and brought it to the table, set up three dishes and chopsticks, and the boy picked up a piece of meat and put it in an empty bowl and said, "Mother, try it." He put another piece in another empty bowl and said, "Dad, you can eat too." Then he gave a few pieces to the yellow dog under the table, and the yellow dog hurriedly ate it, and the young man put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at the empty sides, picked up a nest, ate it with red eyes, and took another piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it with tears. The boy's name is Cao Qiming, he is an orphan, his mother died when he gave birth to him, and his father raised Qiming single-handedly, because Qiming was born with a peculiar cry, like lightning and thunder, and like a gurgling stream, so he gave him "Qiming" His father went into the mountains to chop wood when Qiming was fifteen years old and did not come back, and the next morning, Qiming found his father's dry corpse in the mountain, seven or eight zombies surrounded a person to suck, which can suck people's flesh and blood, bone marrow dry, and only one dried corpse remained. Qi Ming cried and buried his father in front of his mother's grave, as soon as his father died, the family's financial resources were also cut off, and Qi Ming became an orphan, in order to live, Qi Ming picked up his father's axe and became a young woodcutter. Qi Ming can't remember how many times a similar situation has happened, but every time he cries, eats, and before it gets dark, Qi Ming gets into the quilt and falls asleep crying.

The next morning, the sun stabbed Qi Ming, Qi Ming opened his eyes, got up quickly, dressed and washed, took the axe and bowed his head to the yellow dog and said, "Soybean, go." The yellow dog got up and followed Qiming out of the house and into the mountain. Chopping firewood is Qiming's daily work, and it is also Qiming's economic source, fortunately, there are not many people, the trees are growing wildly, and the firewood is not worried. By noon, Qiming had already chopped no less than 100 catties of firewood, was resting, took out a nest head from his arms, broke half of it for the yellow dog next to him, and ate it himself. Suddenly, there was a sound in the grass not far away, and Qi Ming looked at it and laughed: "You can eat meat again tonight." Soybeans, go. ”

The yellow dog quickly rushed into the grass and disappeared, Qi Ming pinned the axe to his body, chased after him, but the yellow dog was nowhere to be seen, and hurriedly looked around for the almost primitive mountains full of weeds, up to people's knees, and the wild grass was full of bones from which Qi Ming's vision was interfered with. "Whoa...... "Qi Ming stepped into the air and got out." Ah......h "Tsk. The bones are scattered. Qi Ming moved his arm, but found that there was a strange protrusion not far away, Qi Ming "Huh", climbed up, walked forward, but stopped again, it was half of a rotten coffin, rotten, it means that it was at least a hundred years ago, because now that people are dead, it is impossible to be buried here. And not many people can die either. Qi Ming looked up at the sky, and at noon, he was not afraid, so he took out his axe, walked slowly towards the coffin, and said, "Dad...... Child...... I'll get your revenge today!! "Bang!" Qi Ming slashed at the coffin with an axe, cutting off a large piece, the coffin was too rotten, and it couldn't withstand such a big force from Qi Ming, and this deficit almost made Qi Ming hit the coffin. "Bang bang bang bang......" Qi Ming continued to swing an axe to chop the rotten coffin, the coffin lid was cut open, and at this time, a yellow gas in the coffin came to his face, choking Qi Ming couldn't open his eyes, this yellow gas was like his nose, Qi Ming felt that the sky was spinning, his body was weak, his eyes were dark, and he fell.