"You have a magic barrier, you read Dahan books every day, thinking that if you learn more, you will be knowledgeable, which is better than the law of the jungle, after all, we are a big family with face. Who knew that you had become like this, and you wanted to marry a member of the Dahan clan!"

"The Dahan people are walking pigs and sheep, and they must be slaves of our clan, and from today onwards, they are not allowed to read the Dahan book again. Grandma didn't realize that her daughter's room had once hidden a man, but felt that she actually wanted to be with the characters in the book.

This is too ridiculous and naïve, the barbarian and the Dahan clan have been fighting for more than a thousand years, and the two clans have a deep enmity like the sea, and it is impossible to speak calmly, let alone get married.

Guang Keer covered her face with her hands, and tears leaked through her fingers like broken pearls.

"Pick a few books in the room and keep them as your favorite. Grandma sighed.

A few sturdy slave girls picked up the books on the shelves and took them away, Guang Keer stopped them on the left and on the right, grabbed the slave girls and cried: "Every book here is my favorite." ”

"Forget it, let her restore all the books. ”

Grandma said angrily, slapped a slave girl closest to her a few times, and forced Xiao Lu who was cowering in the corner.

Snap, two crisp slaps, Xiao Lu's head was beaten to the side, his face was swollen instantly, and the palm prints on it were vividly visible, which showed the great force. Both times it was on the left side of her face, and blood ran down the corner of her mouth.

"Stop, hit me if you want to. Guang Keer rushed over and hugged Xiao Ludao.

"Let you call Miss all day long, and if you break a leg by shouting once in the future, you can only call the three masters, do you understand!" Grandma said in a fierce voice.

"Yes," Lu replied timidly, her speech a little leaky because she had just been slapped in the face, and her answer was slurred.

Fortunately, Grandma didn't ask her to "I can't hear, answer loudly" a few times, slammed the door and went away, and the slaves followed in panic.

Only Guang Keer's low cry remained.

When Xiaolu was six years old, she was bought from the slave market by the housekeeper of Marshal Zuo's house, and she was beaten since she was a child. Even the hostess occasionally said politely, she thought that the people in the house had changed a lot.

Today's two slaps knocked her back to her original state, slaves will always be slaves, she bit her lower lip tightly, and her hands used a little force to break free from the arms of the three masters.

From now on, she can no longer be called Miss, she can only be called the third master.

But Guang Keer hugged Xiaolu harder, and her let go of her hand finally hugged her young lady tightly, and the tears of grievance flowed silently.

......

Parting poem

Time is running out when the snow stops.

This is the sorrow of who combed it down with a crescent moon.

With the sword on his back, he barely left.

Heaven and earth, don't give it away, the fate of your hero is a few days in the blink of an eye.

The world, the distant time, the falling sunset, the falling villages, all finally melted into naught like the wind.

Holding the wind, what will I say goodbye.

Dusk, please open it for me again, let me write the world together, and the world is more distant.

Before sunset, after dusk, there's no need to say goodbye to you.

Infinite rivers and mountains, easy to see when difficult, infinite feelings, easy to disperse when moving.

Love for whom, flowers for whom, look around at a loss, don't know the flowers in the dream, don't know how to hold it in the dream, wake up when you sleep, sleep and rest.

Someone, someone, will move infinite feelings for me.

By the stream, with a slight cry, the river grows.

Author: Guang Keer

The girl wrote these poems in the vernacular on a blank piece of paper, as if talking about herself and another person.

After a while, she wrote again at the bottom of the white paper:

Some people get along with each other for a lifetime without feeling, and some people only know each other for a few days but they are like eternity.

She took the paper and looked at it, forgetting to eat lunch, and no one urged her to eat that day, except for Xiaolu. In the evening, she lay on her bed, tore the paper in half and burned it with fire.

......

Shi Keqi performed light skills, mustered up all his spirits and crossed the heavy roofs, carefully jumped over one house after another, and finally shrank into the firewood house of a large family.

The houses of the sinners and barbarians are small and at the bottom of society, and they will be searched from house to house by barbarians at any time, making them unsuitable for hiding.

There are guards in large families, and there are people in the family who are officials in the barbarian royal court, and the barbarians have searched once, and the probability of searching for the second time is very small, and even if they come, it is perfunctory.

In addition to the slaves, it is a pickled place where the stewards do not want to come in, and it is really an ideal hiding place.

However, from the fat powder boudoir to the dark cabin, it was difficult to adapt all of a sudden.

It's okay to be full, break into the girl's boudoir, hey, next time you have a chance, let's continue to break it, after all, it's fragrant and beautiful.

Guang Keer is really an outlier among the barbarians, knowledgeable and kind-hearted, and with knowledge alone, she is stronger than many Han women.

Thinking of her, Shi Keqi sighed heavily, maybe he wouldn't see each other again in the future.

It is undeniable that he has a growing affection for Guang Keer, and if he doesn't leave, he won't say that she is a fairy, and if he doesn't leave ruthlessly, he will inevitably fall into it.

I have nothing and am adrift, my life is difficult to protect, and I am hated by the country and family, so I really can't grow up in a foreign country.

I hope she will find a good family, but it is too difficult to choose Ruyi Langjun among the savage clansmen. Thinking of this, he sighed heavily.

In order not to indulge in this feeling, Scoch began to think about how to escape from the Heavenly City.

The barbarians want to ensure a smooth passage of the Heavenly Gift, and on the other hand, they have to capture themselves.

This needs to be divided into two large groups of people to perform their own duties, and if the festival security defense is strengthened, the number of arrests will be reduced. Increase the number of arrests, and the security breaches of the festival will increase.

However, this is the base camp of the barbarians, and manpower should not be a problem.

The next step to consider is how to break through?

The ideal time to break through should be on the sixth day, and the first few days are needless to say, the intensity of the absolute first-class one.

But people are made of meat, and there is always a time when the tense nerves are relaxed, and on the sixth day there must be some relaxation.

The seventh day is the last day of the Heavenly Gift Festival, and in order to successfully complete the celebration of the Heavenly Gift, the last day will be the most vigilant.

Therefore, the sixth day of the seven days is the best time to break through, and if you haven't caught yourself after the Heavenly Gift Festival, you will definitely keep the festival manpower and put your brains into the arrest team, and you will turn the Heavenly City upside down.

It shouldn't be difficult to break out of the city, but the hard thing is not to be discovered.

The gates and walls of the city must have been guarded by masters, and once discovered, people from all directions surrounded them, and the limit was basically reached.

Skechka couldn't figure it out for a while on this issue, so he put it aside for the time being.

When it got dark, he went to the next door and didn't know if it was Lao Wang's house, and stole some rough food and water as rations for these days, and then took some good flour soufflé and the like when he fled on the sixth day.

Rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, but the grass in the courtyard next door is delicious.

As soon as Shi Keqi returned to the firewood room after stealing the food, he heard an earth-shattering sound.

Bang, there was a huge firework that shot up into the sky, exploded in the air, and shattered into countless colorful flowers.

Oops, found out, he got up, come on, brute.

The door was not kicked open, and there was no shouting and killing.

Strange, could it be that there are not many people in ambush outside the door, and more people need to be found? Shi Keqi rushed out to fight hard, but there was no one outside.

I saw that not far away, there was another bang, and then the sound was loud, densely packed like countless speakers turned on at the same time, far, near, all turned up to the maximum volume, bang bang

It is like countless killing Matt who rode ghost fire to bomb the street, like tens of thousands of thunderbolts exploding.

It is impossible to use this kind of formation against a person, oh, the barbarian's heavenly festival has arrived, Shi Keqi thought of the answer.

The sky has turned into a sea of flowers, and countless flowers suddenly bloom, red like a meteor shower, blue like a peerless enchantress, yellow like an island beauty, and green like a green grassland.

Just thank you here, and open it over there, which is dizzying.

An extra-large fireworks roared into the sky from the center of the city, and for a time the fire trees and silver flowers bloomed brilliantly all over the sky, which was magnificent, and the starry sky was fantastic and magnificent.

Clusters of flying meteors bloomed in the night sky, thousands of Martian petals scattered with the wind, and round after round of halo spun rapidly.

After the fireworks feast lasted for more than a quarter of an hour, the large-scale fireworks slowly came to an end, and there were sporadic sounds in the distance, but it was no longer on a scale.

Many barbarians stepped out of their homes to join the seemingly endless flow of people, countless people converging into a tidal wave, and countless noisy sounds almost deafened the ears.

The four small squares in the city and a large square in the center were crowded with ant-like people, and the crowd was so dense that it was difficult to breathe.

But the crowd kept making noise, many people danced arm in arm, and many more sat down in circles under the shouts of the barbarians who maintained order.

The crowd moved forward and retreated, forward because the square could still accommodate some people, and backward because rows of brutes pushed people away to make room for people to sit.

Many people who couldn't squeeze into the square just sang and danced in the streets, and due to the special nature of this year, the festivities outside the city were canceled.

But this could not stop the enthusiasm of the barbarians, who sang joyfully at any time and place, and roared with rude or simple words, to express the excitement that had been brewing for a long time.

Ghosts cry wolf, hell on earth, demons dance wildly, Shi Keqi is annoyed by all kinds of strange noises, and wants to block his ears, but those voices are extremely high, and there is no way to block them.

He simply opened the door, which was a small cramped courtyard, surrounded by three old houses, and there was no courtyard gate.

One room is stacked with dry firewood, and the other two are stacked with other miscellaneous items.

There was no one in the courtyard quietly, and several courtyards outside the courtyard were only lit up, but there was no sound, and most people must have gone out to celebrate the Heavenly Gift.

He climbed the top of the wall a few meters away, poked out half of his head to see if there was a chance to escape, the scene was so chaotic, maybe he could fish in troubled waters.

Behind the wall is a narrow alleyway, thirty meters from the alley is the intersection of the other two alleys, looking ahead, there are two brute soldiers with torches standing faintly, and many torches in the distance are stationary or swimming regularly.

There was a faint sound in the night sky of clothes breaking through the sky, which was a master performing light skills to patrol.

Don't let go of the festival, dig your ancestral grave? Shi Keqi cursed in his heart and returned to the firewood room.