Gu Xiaowen woke up the next morning. Lie down under the haystack. The little boy buried Gu Xiaowen tightly with straw, he thought he was buried well, but he buried an obvious human form. The little boy's job was to peel the edges of the hut, and every day he had to bring three buckets of the edges and corners from the lake.

"No one. Gu Xiaowen heard the little boy say.

"No one?" The straw of the humanoid trace was peeled open, and Gu Xiaowen saw the surprised face of an old man. "You are young, you are the age to contribute to the great cause of the Holy Mountain, but you are here to hide and be lazy, it is time to feed the living corpses. ”

Gu Xiaowen stood up, felt that his whole body was light, and turned his head to look at the smile on the little boy's face, it had been a long time since he had seen such a scheming and innocent smile on this river and lake. Gu Xiaowen also smiled at him.

"Uncle Deng, this sister is sick. ”

"When you are sick, you feed the living corpses. Then Uncle Deng glared at the little boy.

"Which boat are you on?" Uncle Deng asked Gu Xiaowen again.

"It's all in the same boat anyway. Gu Xiaowen didn't know how to answer. As he spoke, he pulled the little boy to his side and gently stroked his clumped head. The little boy broke free and said, "Sister, you are well, then go to work." I will also peel the water chestnut, and maybe the Lord will eat one of this water chestnut as well. ”

"Yes, Xiaoyu, there are more water chestnuts today, you hurry up," Uncle Deng said to Gu Xiaowen again, "No matter which boat you are on, you go to work quickly, you are lazy, are you worthy of the daily hard work of the Holy Lord and his old man?"

When Gu Xiaowen heard them speak, he was used to talking about the Holy Lord, thinking that he was also forced by the obscenity of the Holy Lord. Gu Xiaowen pulled Uncle Deng over and said, "I have something to ask you." How many people are there on this big ship?Holy Lord, are they at the front of the ship?Also, where are the people they are holding up" Gu Xiaowen looked at Uncle Deng's confused face, and didn't ask, she had too many questions, and she didn't know where to start.

Uncle Deng looked at Gu Xiaowen with a confused expression, as if he didn't understand her words, "Are you really sick and confused? Uncle Deng said.

"How long have you been on this boat?" asked Gu Xiaowen in a different way.

"Sixty-three years. ”

"Huh, uncle, longevity?"

"Sixty and three. ”

"Huh, you were born on this boat?"

"Even my grandfather was born on this ship," Uncle Deng smirked, "We have a good fate, since three hundred years ago, when this iron-locked thousand boat was built, we were brought here by the seventh generation of holy masters, and we have lived a good life here without the hardships and wars of the outside world." ”

Gu Xiaowen felt that his head was a little messy. "Good life? You're having a good life?"

Uncle Deng said angrily: "Are you really a newcomer? Life here is not good? There is food and drink every day, that is, you work for eight hours, and on August 15, July 13, September 9, the first day of the first month, and the third day of the first month, there is still rice to eat. ”

The scolding made Gu Xiaowen even more confused.

Gu Xiaowen looked at the little boy, the little boy's rough hands were no longer afraid of the thorns of the water chestnut. Gu Xiaowen asked him, do you think it's good here?

"Well, with the Holy Lord Zefu, it is a great blessing that we were born and grew up on this divine ship. The little boy said happily.

"Ze Fu?" Gu Xiaowen thought, it was really strange for a child to say such a thing. "It's okay for you to be like slaves, not even slaves, and it's okay to work for them every day and be whipped up?"

"The whip of the Lord is on our bodies, and we work with more strength. ”

The little boy also said, "This is what the holy book says, our spirits are evil, and we must be whipped to remove the evil in our souls." Don't you have a holy book?"

Then Uncle Deng suddenly became vigilant, "Where's your holy book?"

"What holy book?"

Uncle Deng suddenly turned hideous, took a step closer to Gu Qiaowen, and said: "You actually lost the holy book, yes or no? You cheap blasphemy against the Holy Lord, and ask a great rebellious question, you even called the Holy Lord 'they', and I also said that you are really sick and confused, that's it, but you also lost the holy book."

Gu Xiaowen looked at Uncle Deng in surprise: "Are you crazy? What holy book? is it worth making such a fuss? You are not from the Poison Tomb Sect, what kind of demon holy lord is defending like this?"

When Uncle Deng heard this, his face was like earth, and he knelt on the ground and said: "Long live the Thousand Autumns, the Divine Ship is all good, and the gods and men are blessed by God, and the Holy Lord is above, the little old man actually listened to such vicious words, damn it," Saying that, Uncle Deng slapped himself a few times, and said to the little boy sharply, "Don't plug your ears yet, if you say such a big rebellion, you should gouge out your ears and say that you should cut your tongue, no, you should break your corpse." After that, Uncle Deng gritted his teeth and looked at Gu Wanwen, and suddenly pounced, just to fight with Gu Wanwen.

Gu Xiaowen greeted him with a light palm, and Uncle Deng snorted and fell on the pile of straw, already fainting. The little boy ran out of the door, Gu Xiaowen grabbed him back, covered his mouth, and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Yes, you helped me. Gu Xiaowen slowly let go of covering the little boy's mouth, and said: "Uncle Deng is fine, I'll wake up in a while, don't shout, if those people with leather whips come, we will all be beaten." ”

The little boy's eyes were no longer as friendly as before, and he looked at Gu Xiaowen and said, "You are not a good person. I thought you were sick, and I helped you cover it up. ”

Gu Xiaowen thought in his heart: "Such a kind child is also confused by this poisonous mound. ”

Gu Xiaowen can only think like this now: It is estimated that these people's minds are poisoned by the Holy Lord, and it is not a day, how can they talk to them clearly for a while, and they don't say much, pat the little boy's head, stand up and walk out.

It's sunny outside.

On the deck, there were people everywhere on the arrow towers, the ship's stairs and the staggered compound roads in the air, but there were ten times more people than last night. bustling and busy, no one was lazy, and they kept hearing the sound of the people of the poison mound door waving their whips scattered in the crowd. The man who was beaten showed no anger and took it calmly.

Gu Xiaowen didn't dare to stand there empty-handed, turned around a building, and saw a group of women each holding a basket of green ribbon grass in the lake, went over to pick up half a basket, and followed them, and no one talked to her, this is a strange world. After walking for a while, Gu Xiaowen fell behind. Run around on your own.

Gu Xiaowen held the basket and trotted all the way, only pretending to be in a hurry. I thought it was funny. Along the way, people came and went, all just doing their own thing, no one paid attention to anyone, and the overseers saw Gu Xiaowen holding the basket, and they only said that they were the people who worked on the ship. After walking for a long time, I don't know how many arrow towers and how many double roads I passed, and finally crossed the surface of the ship, arrived at the side of the giant ship, and boarded the outer edge of the ship's side, which was as wide as the post road in Dadu, standing there, Gu Xiaowen only felt that the giant ship was moored in Qidao Lake, like a paper boat in a cup of water, very weird and terrifying. The living corpses on the shore stared at the huge ship with empty eyes, looking at a strange dream.

[，！]