Fang Yan shook the wine jug in his hand and found that the rice wine was drunk, and the capacity was such a large gourd. Although she only occasionally took a small sip, she still finished it before she knew it.

"Lian'er, let's go shopping and buy something."

Lian'er dropped the carpentry in her hand, ran closer, raised her head and asked.

"Do you want to buy osmanthus candy to eat?"

"Yes, I'll buy it for you." Fang Yan patted her head and said.

Lian'er ran back to the house, took out her small backpack, and turned to put in the half-done carpentry. That's half of the toy horse she made, made of wood, the kind that can be shaken and shaken, at first because she saw a fat son of a rich merchant playing with this when she went shopping, she also asked for it, and the dialect didn't want to buy it for her, wasting money, so she taught her to do it herself, and coaxed her to say, "In the future, you learn to do this, you can do whatever you want, and you can also help other children do it, and other children will be friends with you in order to thank you." ”

Bah! Damn snake demon, fooling cats, they're just kids!

The simple Lian'er was really fooled, and she was very energetic to study with a few pieces of wood every day, but fortunately, the emperor lived up to his wishes and really made a prototype for her.

Maybe it's because this is Lian'er's first toy, although it's only half done, she cherishes it.

Holding Lian'er, dressed as a woman in dialect, she went out to the market to sell wine, and bought some supplies for life by the way.

Lian'er thought about osmanthus candy in her heart, and her eyes wandered around along the way, looking for a stall selling osmanthus candy.

Passing by the gathering place of the displaced people in the royal city, I saw a terrible scene, years of war, conscription of troops and food, famine one after another, the people were poor, displaced, the population was overflowing, and the families were about to be wiped out.

The tattered sheds emitted a sour smell of sewage flowing sideways, and the homeless beggars were skinny and bone-covered, and their eyes were numb.

Fang Yan walked expressionlessly in the slums, witnessing everything that is happening in this era.

Ragged children chased and played, innocent and carefree, and some of the children's mothers leaned against the threshold, their faces numb and haggard, waving to the men who passed alone, and occasionally one or two were willing to accompany her into the shack behind her.

Flocks of Qingpi Society rats walked in the shack area to show off their might, scavenging for the last bit of oil and water.

The girl pulled by the human teeth cried loudly, and the parents held a few taels of silver in their hands and said goodbye with tears.

"Huh?" Fang Yan frowned, looked up at the sky, she felt that something was wrong, it seemed that the trajectory of the long river of fate had been artificially changed, some things had changed, and the signs of the death of the country of Li seemed to be in advance.

In order to confirm the speculation in his heart, after buying the things, he quietly collected the Qiankun ring in the no-man's corner, and walked out of the royal city with a piece of osmanthus candy in his hand and a lotus that stretched out his tongue and licked wildly.

When I came to the outside of the royal city, I found something different, and the country of Li was suffering from drought and locust plague at this time.

It was a hot summer, and the dialect always felt that something was wrong, but it couldn't be said.

Outside the royal city, scattered officials rode horses and galloped in the arid sand dunes, and a group of homeless people sat outside the city, and the officials passed by and splashed smoke and dirt, covering the eyes of the confused homeless. The trees on the mountain have lost color, and the water source at the edge of the stream has been cut off. Everywhere sang Ma increased sighs, and every family cried and had no harvest.

The people were fed by their children, and nine out of ten of the homeless people died of hunger.

Fang Yan looked at everything around him silently, his eyes were indifferent, more than 100 years of wind, frost, rain and snow, he had already cultivated a 'heart of stone', and carried a special talent function, looking at the sky above the dragon vein outside the city, and sure enough, he found that the dragon vein of Li Guo was artificially destroyed, and the trajectory of fate was also changed by people with great mana.

Lian'er didn't lick the osmanthus candy in her hand anymore, and looked at the girl in front of her who was looking at her, thin like a reed pole, her arm was only two fingers wide, unkempt, and her clothes were ragged.

"I'll give you something to eat......"

The girl looked at her mother who died of hunger behind her, she only thought she was asleep, tremblingly took the osmanthus candy, she wanted to eat it herself, glanced at the mother behind her, handed it to her mouth, but found that the mother didn't open her mouth, at this time a man next to her was hungry and red-eyed, and pounced with all his strength, snatched the osmanthus candy in the girl's hand, and stuffed it into her mouth, her eyes were red and looked at Fang Yan and Lian'er, and her throat made a dull and low wheezing sound.

The girl didn't cry, she stood up stubbornly, her black face full of tenacity.

The mother behind her was pushed by this and fell to the ground, did not get up, did not make a sound, did not move, had no signs of life, and the girl who had seen too many of this along the way reached out and pushed in disbelief, and shouted a mother, but she could not get a response, and suddenly she began to cry.

Lian'er took a few steps back, glanced at her husband who was holding her, and did not speak.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way."

Dialects don't care about the life or death of a homeless person at all, only human life is the least valuable in these days.

"Roaring ......" may have really gone crazy with hunger, and the homeless people pounced.

Interrupting his hands and feet expressionlessly, Fang Yan glanced at the cold-eyed Xu official not far away, and chose to spare his life, Fang Yan is not afraid of trouble, but afraid that unnecessary trouble will expose her existence, she is here to steal things and cut off her beard, in case she is found by Buddhism, it will be bad, stealing things quietly, don't make a big show.

Clapping his hands and turning back to the city, Fang Yan led Lian'er away.

Everything around is dim and gray, the dialect is like a bright color in the dark world, the bright cyan slender figure passes by silently, and finally goes away, for the dialect, they are just a scene in their countless memories, and they can't be controlled.

Perhaps, after countless years, no one knows what kind of survival struggle our ancestors experienced.

Passing by a mass grave, corpses discarded at random, threatening to trigger a plague, a few wild dogs gnawing at the corpses, and some of the stronger men standing by and drooling as they stared at them.

The dialect walked by expressionlessly, wild dogs eat corpses, people eat dogs, and the cycle of cause and effect.

"Huh?"

Lian'er glanced back and saw that the girl was in tears, following them all the time. Pulled the sleeve of the dialect, and shouted with a blank eye: "Sir......"

"Hmm." Fang Yan nodded, he was just a child, so he should have found a playmate for Lian'er.

Lian'er laughed happily, turned around and trotted over to take the girl's hand, and spoke with a smile.

"Are you going to come home with me? I can give you candy to eat, I can also help you make toys, I'm making a pony right now, can I make one for you later? ”

Watching the children at the door of the house frolicking and playing every day, Lian'er is actually very eager to have a friend in her heart, after all, she has been running around all day long since she was a child, whether it is in the Inverted Hanging Mountain or Dianjun Mountain, or even in the Beitang Palace.

On the contrary, after the transformation, no one wants to play with her, and no one plays with her.

The girl looked up at the dialect, which was tall in her eyes, taller than the villain just now. The mother who had been taking care of her was gone, she didn't know what to do, but she subconsciously felt that the woman in front of her was very powerful, and the girl who was about the same age as her was good to her, and she wanted to follow them.

In the troubled times, a helpless little girl wants to find a support, that's all.

I didn't ask the girl who else in the family came from, these are all nonsense, her mother died in front of her just now, this looks like she still has a family at all, as for her hometown or something, it is even more meaningless, a big two Xiao'an hurried quietly, walking very slowly, and Lian'er had a happy smile on her face.

"Huh?"

Lian'er suddenly stopped, looked left and right, and asked, "Sir, this is not the way home." ”

"Oh......" the dialect continued to walk back.

"Let's go and bury her mother first, death is the greatest."

The girl quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.