Chapter 101: The Tragedy of Gray Hair

There is a city ahead.

The white clouds are drifting in the city, the blue sky is silent, and the wolf smoke is rising in the city.

The four of them were already tired, and they looked at the city at the end of the road, so they stepped up their pace, hurried again, and finally reached the side of the building.

The buildings here are all gray, the ground is also a hardened gray ground, and looking around, many of the high-rise buildings have peeled off their skins, and some of the houses are crumbling. There were burning fires, twisted corpses, and a foul smell in the streets.

As soon as the island owner came here, he covered his mouth and nose, as if he was back in the ruins of the island, those ugly nightmares entangled the island owner again, he didn't want to recall the shadow of the past, and he couldn't bear to stare at the horror in front of him, he wanted to leave here, but he was already here, why should he rush to leave.

Meng Hai and Su Yu tried their best to avoid the corpses on the road and followed Ye Duhong forward. Ye Duhong found that some of the human bodies lying on the road were alive, and they could still move their legs, hands, or heads, but they could not move due to illness or hunger. Ye Duhong walked a whole street, and when he learned that most of the area was in such a state of exhaustion, he didn't say a word and looked at the gray city.

Meng Hai stood opposite Ye Duhong with a stern expression and said, "There is a war here, and the army passes through here, like a grate passing over the earth, and people suffer from the disaster of war. You can see that there are many people lying on the street, some are asleep, some are moaners, some are corpses, and some are dead or alive and you can't tell it, it's really miserable. ”

The owner of the island on the side looked at a corpse with a focused expression and said: "I used to be afraid of corpses, but now I am not afraid, the reality is cruel, and sometimes, you need to face the reality and deal with the cruelty." ”

Su Yu sighed and said, "I came to a sad place again. ”

In Ye Duhong's vision, there was a little child with a bare buttocks, crawling on the ground, crawling to the edge of the fire, and was hurriedly pulled by his mother, who told him that the fire was hot. The child was probably hungry, crawling around, looking for food, and was pulled by his mother to his side, still struggling with his hands and feet, his stomach was called, and he was shouting and babbling, showing the pathos of a child. This little child, with black hair, has skin and bones, yellow and black, and his whole body is dark and shiny because it is too dirty. He flipped his body in his mother's arms to eat. The mother sat on the floor, her shoulder-length hair was a lock of dusty and dusty on it, and she moaned like a child from hunger. A pair of small Ru rooms are drooping, and there is no milk for the child to eat.

Beside him, an old man with white hair, who was the grandfather of the little one, who had been infected with the plague, his eyes were blank, and his whole body was cold, and he was approaching the fire to get some warmth. The old man looked desperate, which made people look thrilled.

Suddenly, the little child in the mother's hand did not move, did not move. The mother raised her head and cried, she was already weak, she raised her head and cried, her voice was hoarse, the child in her hands died, it was starved to death, starved to death in her hands, she cried desperately, as if she wanted someone to return her something, to say something unpleasant, she was really a bit of a ghost crying wolf.

When the sick grandfather heard the crying and learned that his grandson had died, he also looked grief-stricken, he wiped his tears and moved to his grandson's side, and the child, with his thin body, did not move.

Ye Duhong swallowed his saliva, walked to the old man's side, and asked, "What makes you like this?"

"War. The old man raised a pair of teary eyes and said sadly: "The free army came here, burned and looted, and the red-clothed army came to the city and fought with the free army, how many lives were buried in a sea of blood." ”

"Free Army, Red Army?" Ye Duhong said these two terms repeatedly.

"We haven't eaten for days. The old man said, "The plague has been spreading in the city lately, and many people have died from the plague. I'm hungry now, and I have a severe disease in my body, and I'm suffering every day, day by day. I don't know how long I'll live. ”

The mother, who was so grieved by the loss of her son that she was almost blind from crying, found a stick, tied a knot in a dead tree beside her, and hanged herself.

The old man looked up and saw her hanging from a tree, and began to cry. He cried out: "What's going on, what's going on, dead one, dead another, dead one after another." The old man wept silently.

"Grandpa, you mourn. "The owner of the island came to advise. "Condolences. Meng Hai also advised.

"Where is the Free Army now?" Ye Duhong asked, and he asked Meng Hai.

"The Free Army passed through here and went north, a small town that was frequently humiliated by the army. The Free Army has already been here three times. The old man said, "Every time the army comes, they have to sack the town." ”

"Now there is a drought, the ground is dry, there is no grain in the ground, and no grass grows, but the sky will starve to death. Another white-haired old man on one side leaned over the wall and said in a low tone. When he said this, Ye Duhong heard it in his ears, and his heart ached faintly, and his soul was deeply shocked.

As he walked around the city alone, he saw a large number of people sitting on the ground with their heads hung down because of sickness or hunger, all of them with tattered clothes and hideous faces. Ye Duhong believes that if they are fed and bathed, then there must be many of them who are either handsome or beautiful, and there will be heroic and powerful people who will captivate the country and the city. Ye Duhong was thinking about what was hiding their beauty.

Back at the place where the young woman hanged herself, Ye Duhong saw that the old man here was convulsing all over, and their painful appearance made Ye Duhong unbearable to look at it. Ye Duhong turned back to Meng Hai and said, "I saw it in the city, there are a lot of young people, they are all lying on the ground listless, I want to build an army, first arm these people." When an evil force comes, if we do not defeat evil with a greater force of good, we will be constantly violated by evil, and we cannot submit to evil in the face of evil. ”

Su Yu came to Ye Duhong's side and said, "The people here are very hungry, and many people are sick, let's help them." ”

"Okay. So you are here to heal everyone, and I will go find something to eat. Ye Duhong said, "You wait, I'll come when I go." ”

Ye Duhong summoned the flying stone, and a somersault sat on it, and the royal stone flew and disappeared in an instant.

Ye Duhong looked around on the flying stone, his eyes were all over a radius of eight thousand miles, and he was looking for food for the people in the city.

Here Su Yu came to the white-haired old man, his hand was gently placed on his arm, and a white light came out from Su Yu's hand, the white-haired old man was touched by this light, and his body suddenly stopped spasming, Su Yu asked him to sit up, Su Yu looked at his face, and learned that this person still had a cough, so he waved his hands, and a light fell from the air, shining on the old man, the old man's spirit was improving little by little, and he no longer coughed.

The old man was healed by Su Yu, he stood up and called for more people to come to the doctor. For a while, many people came to ask Su Yu to see a doctor, and they lined up and waited for treatment. In a very short time, the whole city knew that there was a female doctor who was on the street, and she was a skilled doctor. A large number of people came to Su Yu for medical treatment.