The two big men who carried him with a big waist and a round waist seized Ye Yu's knife, collected the dagger from his waist, took off his armor, searched his whole body up and down, and escorted him to the guillotine in the army.

The rope on Ye Yu's body was tied very tightly, and he tried to break free, and he ushered in a few heavy punches from the two big men.

Years ago, Ye Yu saw the captives in the cell, they were tied to a pillar, and they tasted the most delicious torture in the world.

The soft-boned ones confessed all the information they knew with a few whips. If the bones are hard, you can enjoy the ancestral craftsmanship of Xu Guo - under the condition of ensuring continuous qi, a whole piece of human skin can be perfectly removed, and no matter how iron-clad the hero is, he can't bear it.

Ye Yu had heard of the torture of the country, and his skills were more exquisite than Xu Guo's, maybe as long as he listened to it, the torture could force people to confess without moving.

There is no dignity, there is no way out, there is not even a chance to commit suicide.

Ye Yu would rather be pierced by ten thousand arrows than scream and die in Weiguo's cell, so in his second year in the army, he was ready for this.

He spent a summer polishing a pair of steel needles two inches long with exposed edges.

Ye Yu cleverly hid this pair of steel needles in the soles of the two shoes, and gently flicked the switch in the dark place, and the two needles would pop out from the soles and toes.

The steel needle has been soaked in poison, and as long as it cuts through a person's skin, the poison will rush into the whole body with the blood, and it will kill you in less than a cup of tea.

If one day he is captured on the battlefield, he will kill himself with these two steel needles. Even if the enemy searched his whole body, they would not have thought that there was something hidden in the soles of his shoes.

In addition to suicide, these two needles may also come in handy in an extremely dangerous situation.

How Ye Yu wished that these two needles would lie in the soles of his shoes in the dark like this, and they would never come in handy.

But the day has come.

He suddenly coughed half-truthfully, as heart-rending as yesterday.

The big man who escorted him knew that this was Ye Yu's old illness, they didn't care, and Ye Yu himself wouldn't care, his head was about to fall to the ground in a while, and it was the same whether he was sick or not.

After staggering and taking a few more steps, Ye Yu fell to the ground like a drunk.

The two scolded and bent down to help Ye Yu, their eyes full of impatience.

Ye Yu's two feet quietly buckled the mechanism on the shoe, and two silver needles were exposed from the toes of the shoe. This action has been practiced more than a thousand times, just to ensure that nothing goes wrong at a critical moment.

At the moment when the two big men bent over, Ye Yu Ye Yu grabbed the right time and flew up with two feet. Impartially, the toes of the left and the right just kicked the throats of the two big men.

The poisonous needle, glowing with blue light, pierced deep into the throat.

The two of them clutched their necks and stepped back, blood spurting from their fingers, voices in their throats but unable to speak. They fell, eyes wide with fear and incredulity.

Soon, the poison was like an invisible snake wrapped around them, and they rolled on the ground and spasmed, whining nasally. In this pain, Ye Yu picked up the dagger that fell to the ground with his back, cut the rope with his backhand, and without waiting for the two of them to breathe, he took his knife and fled in a hurry.

When the marshal received the news of Ye Yu's escape, an hour had passed. He sent his men to chase after him as quickly as he could, and sent spies to intercept them along the way.

Ye Yu, who was already familiar with things in the army, was familiar with the road, and escaped from the border of Xu State by relying on a fast horse to gallop for six hours.

It wasn't until the horses were foaming at the mouth that he stopped on a small hill. He was in a hurry, and he didn't take anything with him except for a knife.

On the other side of the sunset is Xu Guo, where he was born, and the fertile land raised him as an adult, and he repaid the nurturing grace of this land with his blood and sweat, but now, the people of this land no longer welcome him.

The fragrance of his hometown grassland began to become a memory at this time, and perhaps in this life, he can no longer lie on his back on his hometown grassland and look at the stars as in the past.

He knew that in less than three days, all the city defenses of Xu Guo would receive an order to pay attention to a deserter named Ye Yu when checking the personnel.

In Xu State, desertion is a capital crime, and there are different ways to die according to various circumstances, such as beheading, beheading, or car splitting, as long as the executive is in a bad mood, a thousand cuts are just a matter of words.

It took him twenty days to sneak through the desert and over the mountains to enter the country, and soon he blended in with a vast army of displaced people.

Ye Yu wandered around Weiguo aimlessly, walked through towns, went to the seaside, walked through the forest, and later, he brought Xiaomu to the place where he wandered at this time.

Until one day, he ate a bowl of noodles with the last copper plate on his body, and he was really exhausted.

He hadn't eaten a drop of water for three days, and hunger pressed his cheeks deep into him like two invisible palms, and when he coughed, he could cough out almost his entire lungs.

Maybe he should have died a long time ago, so why bother holding on until now?

When he was desperate, he didn't ask the heavens, he didn't ask the Buddha, he didn't believe in the gods, if there was really a good god in the underworld, how much suffering would there be in the world.

The merciless hand of fate still pressed him to the ground, tormenting him with all the force he could, with an inaudible laugh.

Ye Yu closed his eyes in despair and fell to the street, the back of his head fell heavily on the bluestone bricks, and a pool of beautiful blood gushed out.

He fell down in the street like a dead dog, and the sun was about to set, and the people who passed by were so accustomed to it that no one cared about it, and no one rescued him. Occasionally, when I met a kind person, I just stepped forward to take a look, shook my head and sighed, and walked away.

Until the most important passer-by in his life appeared to save him, this person was Tang Jianli.

Don't believe in the gods, Ye Yu believes in fate, he and Tang Jianli are one kind of fate, and Xiao Mu is another fate.

So, he told Xiao Mu about his painful past, as if her longing eyes could redeem his soul, but he knew it was impossible.

When Xiao Mu listened to him quietly, his eyes were still full of desire to explore the world: "Big brother, don't you want to go back and see the grassland?"

Ye Yu said: "After the war is over, I will go back to take a look." ”

Xiao Mu said: "When was that?"

Ye Yumu said: "It will end one day." ”

That day must have been far away.

He didn't know when his illness would torture him to death, maybe tomorrow, maybe forever.

The dust is over, and Xiao Mu is just a hurried passerby in life, just as he is also a passerby in many people's lives.

Ye Yu tried her best to satisfy Xiaomu's happiness, she had no childhood, no laughter, and now she finally got the freedom she has been longing for, no matter what happens in the future, let her be happy at this moment.

They watched the sunset in the autumn breeze and listened to the rain in the scent of grass.

Ye Yu looked at the little wood jumping and dragging the kite string in front of him, as if the war in the world had long gone, and the heaven promised by the gods had come.

Every time he was sick, he always felt that he was going to die, and when the pain that pierced his heart had passed, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he had long since become numb to this torture.

When he was sick this time, he also faced it calmly as usual, as if lying on the bed, Sister Yao had long been accustomed to the ravages of rude prostitutes.

Ye Yu coughed all night, and when it was dawn, his eyes were bloodshot, and his pale lips trembled like his body.

He thought he would get better the next day, but when it worsened the next day, he thought he would get better on the third day, and third, he thought he would get better on the fourth day, until the fifth day, when he found that his condition was getting worse day by day.

Finally, at sunset on the fifth day, he collapsed to the ground foaming at the mouth, not daring to hope that tomorrow would get better.

In the past five days, only Xiao Mu was by his side, and she kept saying to Ye Yu: "It's okay, I have made a wish with the fireflies to let my eldest brother's illness recover soon." ”

Ye Yu said: "Xiaomu, if one day I am gone, what will you do?"

Xiao Mu's eyes were surprised, she never thought about this question: "Why are you not here?

Ye Yu said: "I may not live long. ”

Xiao Mu said, "It's impossible, you said that it was very good to make a wish with fireflies." ”

Ye Yu said, "Do you believe it?"

Xiao Mu said, "I believe in big brother. ”

Ye Yu needs a quiet place to recuperate.

It's a remote town, and the inns and shops here are as dilapidated as swallow's nests under the eaves, and the streets are covered with yellow sand, which blows the tattered clothes of passers-by.

They stayed in the only inn in town, where there was only coarse tea and light food, and the travels were very chaotic, and they carried their hastily packed bags and their own stories, and went to a destination that only they knew before dawn.

After the innkeeper's guidance, Xiao Mu went to the only hospital in the town and invited the only doctor.

The doctor was a little old man of almost fifty years old, with two very piercing mustaches, and it was evident from the patched clothes that he was not rich.

He had been taking Ye Yu's pulse for a stick of incense, during which Ye Yu coughed intermittently, and Xiao Mu waited quietly aside.

She had never seen Ye Yu so weak.

"How long have you been sick?"

"It's been too long for me to remember, but I had it when I was a kid. ”

"It is difficult to treat after a long illness, so I can only prescribe some medicine to slowly recuperate. ”

"That's what the doctors who have seen me say. ”

"I'll prescribe you a pair of medicines, and you must take them on time. Your condition is getting worse, and if you stop taking your medication, you may die at any time. ”

Xiao Mu followed the doctor to the hospital to get medicine, and stayed up for a few hours in accordance with the doctor's instructions, she saw Ye Yu shivering on the damp bed, so she lit the stove in the house again.

Xiao Mu fed Ye Yu a decoction, straightened the corners of the quilt for him, and pulled the stove closer, and when she finished doing this, her immature little face was already full of tiredness.

Ye Yu quietly watched Xiao Mu finish doing this, he didn't know how long this weak life could last.

"Xiaomu, do you really have no relatives or friends to turn to?"

Ye Yu suddenly asked, and Xiao Mu was startled.

"I didn't. Xiao Mu replied in a daze: "If I have, are you going to drive me away?"

"That's right. ”

"Why?"

"I'm a liability. ”

"When you saved me, I was a burden. ”

"You're not, I wasn't that sick then. ”

"Big brother is not a burden, I can boil medicine for you, serve you tea and water. ”

The two were silent.

"Don't you think I'm actually a burden. When Xiao Mu choked up and said this, he couldn't cry.

Her teardrops were crystal clear, and there was no trace of intrigue.

"If you really think so, as long as the big brother says a word, I will go back to the old mother now. There was no threat or nonsense in Xiao Mu's tone, she was sincere, and all Ye Yu's judgments were correct in her eyes.

What else can Ye Yu say?

If he could, he really wanted Xiao Mu to stay by his side forever, but he was really worried that he wouldn't be able to keep it.

That cough was like a chain of death around him, ready to take his life at any moment.

After being silent for a long time, Ye Yu said four words: "No, you stay." ”