When Bai Xiaojian woke up, he found himself in a carriage, surrounded by seven or eight-year-old children. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe whole carriage is not big, but it is crammed with more than 20 children, and it looks crowded.

"Worship Xiaojian, you're awake!

Listening to the familiar voice, Bai Xiaojian finally saw the figures around him, Wang Fan, Zhang Hu, Xiaohua, it's okay! Everyone is there. Bai Xiaojian's heart was slightly calm, and his mind became more and more sober. I remember that I desperately chased the immortal who kidnapped my sister, and kept running until I finally lost consciousness completely.

"Sister, she?" Holding on to the only bit of hope, Bai Xiaojian looked at the three people around him with hope.

Looking at Bai Xiaojian's hopeful eyes, Wang Fan and the three of them were silent for a while. Although he didn't have much hope, when the only hope he had was shattered, a huge sense of greatness and desperate sadness still filled Bai Xiaojian's young heart.

"I will definitely take my sister back from the immortals!

For the shocking oath of worshipping Xiaojian, Wang Fan and their faces were full of fear. The idea of how ethereal the immortals were to them, the object of their admiration and worship, to snatch a person from the hands of the immortals, as soon as this thought arose in their hearts, they were frightened, and hurriedly put this terrible thought away, for fear of offending and blaspheming the high immortals.

Seeing the expressions of the three of them in their eyes, and knowing that they couldn't accept their shocking oath, Bai Xiaojian didn't say much about this matter at the moment, but asked about what had happened in the past few days.

After fainting that day, Wang Fan and the three of them carried him back to the village. Then, the three of them invited the old man at the entrance of the village, and the old man was not sure about Bai Xiaojian's illness, and he couldn't erase Zhang Hu's bitter pleading, so he had to prescribe a few herbs to treat typhoid fever at will, and it was up to fate whether he could cure Bai Xiaojian's illness.

Bai Xiaojian was so sick that several people had to continue to stay in this dilapidated village. A day later, a group of people claiming to be from the Cangzhou Fang family suddenly came to the village. This group of people selected some upper-class children from the homeless people and absorbed them into the Fang family. Zhang Hu and the three of them have good qualifications, so they were taken by this group of people and planned to take them back to Cangzhou to cultivate.

Originally, according to common sense, they would not bring a half-dead patient like Bai Xiaojian, but because of Wang Fan's insistence, coupled with the deacon who was responsible for selecting the children, he took an exception to bring it if he had good qualifications, and I also wanted to see if he could survive this hurdle.

In this way, Bai Xiaojian and the four of them were stuffed into such a carriage and embarked on the road to Cangzhou.

Knowing what had happened, Bai Xiaojian began to calm down and think about his future plans. After going through so much, Bai Xiaojian's mind is much more mature than his peers. I don't have a trace of impression of worshipping Xiaojian in Cangzhou, and I don't know what kind of place it is, worshipping Xiaojian is only six years old now, and the village has never been out before the war, where do I know what Cangzhou is and where it is. As for what kind of family the Cangzhou Fang clan is, how big and famous it is, he doesn't know it.

The most important thing in his heart is to find his sister, but this matter is too ethereal for him now. At present, he is just a fugitee in the war, how to survive is the problem he urgently needs to consider, in the past, he followed his sister to run around with the flow of people, and he didn't know where to go, just to escape the war in order to survive, now this Cangzhou Fang clan has promised to let them have no worries about food and clothing, and it is also a good choice and opportunity to come.

And he has already stepped on the carriage to Cangzhou, now he just needs to calm down and wait, and when he arrives in Cangzhou, the Fang clan will make plans according to the situation. With an idea in his heart, Bai Xiaojian's heart settled down, and then he carefully looked at the rest of the people in his carriage.

The carriages were filled with children of seven or eight years old, all homeless, all dressed in rags and with dishes on their faces. Probably because most of the people around were strangers, few people spoke, and their immature faces were cold and a little scared. Of course, there is no child crying, and the children who have survived the war are far more mature than their peers, and the long period of exile has made them understand that crying does not solve the problem at all.

In the bumps, the carriage was moving forward neither fast nor slow, and Bai Xiaojian didn't talk to Wang Fan and them anymore, after all, he had just woken up, and his body was still very weak. After glancing at the three of them, Bai Xiaojian leaned against the carriage and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

The carriage that was jolting in a daze seemed to stop, Bai Xiaojian opened his eyes and just wanted to ask Wang Fan and them, but found that the atmosphere in the carriage was a little different, and those children who were originally indifferent and scared on their faces showed excitement at this time.

"It's time to eat!" Seeing Bai Xiaojian's blank eyes, Wang Fan opened his mouth to explain.

I see, no wonder everyone is so excited, for these long-exiled children, nothing is more attractive to them than food.

The carriage was opened, and the children, attracted by the food, got out of the train in a flood. Bai Xiaojian and the four of them also got out of the car, and as soon as they got out of the carriage, the air was much better, and people's spirits were also lifted.

At this time, Bai Xiaojian had the opportunity to see the entire convoy of the Cangzhou Fang family, the entire convoy had nine carriages, five of which were the same big box cars as Bai Xiaojian, and these five cars were used to transport homeless children like Bai Xiaojian and them. There are also four smaller and more delicate, which seem to be used by the people of the Fang family themselves.

There are more than a dozen people from the Cangzhou Fang family in this group, most of whom are between twenty and thirty years old, and their clothes seem to be gray cloth coarse clothes of a uniform style. The leader of this group of people is very obvious, it is a tall and thin middle-aged man, about forty years old, wearing a well-fitting green shirt and worshipping Xiaojian, he can't see the material, he only feels that he is much more noble and bright-eyed than those gray cloth coarse clothes, his hair is neatly combed, his hair is black and oily, and there is no white hair.

The middle-aged man gave people a very cold feeling, his facial features were stiff without a trace of change, and his eyes were very small.

At this time, all the children in the five cars were put down, and more than 100 people were concentrated in the small open space. The middle-aged man in the green shirt saw that the crowd was almost concentrated, and signaled to the two people beside him. The two men understood, and removed two large baskets of white-flour steamed buns from the carriage in front.

The children in the open space, seeing these two large baskets of steamed buns, their eyes were straight, and their breathing became short, and the two put the baskets on the open space, and retreated behind the middle-aged man in green shirts without saying anything about distribution.

When he was worshipping Xiaojian and wondering, the more than 100 children here were already boiling, seeing that the two gray-clothed men had retreated, the hungry children had already rushed to the two baskets of white-flour steamed buns with red eyes, and in a moment's effort, the two large baskets of white-flour steamed buns had been divided among the extremely hungry children.

But it's just getting started. Just when Bai Xiaojian was still tender, a large-scale battle broke out between this group of red-eyed children in front of the food.

The children who ran ahead grabbed enough steamed buns, but this is not necessarily a good thing, and those who did not grab the steamed buns or felt that they did not grab enough steamed buns have already hit them with their heads.

Things developed very quickly, and I don't know who made the first move, and it quickly turned into a big melee between more than a hundred children, for the children's fight, the Fang clan people on the side turned a blind eye, not only did not stop it, but admired it with great interest, and from time to time pointed to a certain child in the fight for a while.

At this time, Bai Xiaojian finally found Zhang Hu and them in the scuffle, as early as when the two gray-clothed men put down the basket and just retreated, Zhang Hu rushed out, obviously such a thing had happened during Bai Xiaojian's coma. Zhang Hu was originally strong, and his family was born as a hunter, so he usually likes to run around in the mountains, so he is flexible and fast.

There is no doubt that Zhang Hu, who is strong and nimble, grabbed enough steamed buns, but at this time their situation was not easy. Zhang Hu wrapped his clothes in the snatched steamed buns and protected them in his arms. Wang Fan and Xiaohua stood on both sides of Zhang Hu to protect Zhang Hu. The children next to them were not afraid of Zhang Hu and the small group composed of the three of them, seven or eight children rushed up, knocked Xiaohua and Wang Fan to the ground in three or two, fortunately, these children did not belong to each other, Wang Fan and Xiaohua did not have steamed buns, they did not have too much entanglement, and after knocking the two to the ground, they hugged Zhang Hu together.

Bai Xiaojian saw that Zhang Hu was in danger, but he didn't rush up to help, with his delicate little body and the fact that he had not recovered from a serious illness, rushing up so rashly could not play a role in addition to adding personal meat targets to those red-eyed children.

I looked around to see if I could find a random weapon, and after some searching, he really found a suitable weapon, a rattan three feet long. At that moment, he didn't have time to delay worshipping Xiaojian, so he picked up the rattan on the ground and rushed towards Zhang Hu.

This rattan is not big, it is as wide as an adult's finger, but it is ruthless when it is smoked. At this time, I can't help but worship Xiaojian's soft-heartedness, these red-eyed children can only make them scruple if they are scared. A few rattans were slammed into the children around Zhang Hu, causing them to scream in pain and hurriedly flash to the side.

Several children flashed to the side, feeling the hot pain of the blood stains, and they all stared at Bai Xiaojian with hatred, but no one dared to step forward rashly. Wang Fan and Xiaohua on the ground also quickly got up and gathered around Zhang Hu. Seeing that there was no chance to take advantage of it, the children had to give up snatching Zhang Hu and look for other targets instead.

Bai Xiaojian and the others carefully protected Zhang Hu and withdrew from the chaotic crowd. Several people avoided the crowd and found an open space, and Zhang Hu took out the steamed buns from his clothes. To say that Zhang Hu grabbed a lot, he rushed to the front, and with his clothes, more than a dozen steamed buns were pocketed by him.

Looking at these dozen white-faced steamed buns with white flowers, everyone was smiling. Zhang Hu didn't care to wipe the blood from the abrasion on his forehead, and took the steamed buns and began to distribute them to everyone. Everyone took out their own water bladders, combined the water and began to eat fragrant white flour steamed buns, which were much more fragrant and beautiful than the coarse bread they had eaten before, and the portion was much more than the previous bread.

Thirteen steamed buns, each of them divided into three, and the rest of the buns were unanimously given to Zhang Hu. Zhang Hu couldn't stifle everyone's opinions, so he had to take it embarrassedly, who called him the biggest appetite!

This meal is the most satisfying and refreshing to eat by worshipping Xiaojian. The originally weak and weak body now has more strength, and the mature Xiaobai Xiaojian also has to hope in his heart that every meal in the future can be like this, this may also be the common voice of the four of them, after all, they are all children under the age of ten.

By the time they finished eating the steamed buns, the battle over there had ended, and those strong and clever children grabbed the steamed buns and filled their stomachs. Some of them robbed for a long time but found nothing, so they had to continue to starve. Several other children fell victim to the fight, lying motionless in the open space with their heads broken and bleeding. They were all children who ran in the front, and they were the first to grab the steamed buns, but they attracted other people's beating and snatching, and they didn't know how to give up in the fight, so they lost their lives for the steamed buns.

Fang's group, seeing that the children had finished eating the steamed buns and the show was over, drove the children into the carriage and prepared to continue on the road. As for the children who fell on the clearing, the Fang family didn't even look at them, to them, they were just piles of abandoned garbage.

Bai Xiaojian and the four of them looked at the few children in the field for a while, the world is so difficult, and living is a kind of happiness. Squeezed into the carriage with the flow of people, and in the bumpy, the carriage continued on the road.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the horse is Xiao Xiao. Cangzhou Fang's convoy continued to rush under the twilight sun.

Bai Xiaojian has been on the road with the convoy for a month. In the past month, Bai Xiaojian didn't know how far he had gone with the convoy, but he felt that he had left the war zone and did not see the groups of homeless people again. A few days ago, I heard a few people from the Fang clan talking about it, and it seems that they have reached the boundary of Cangzhou, and they think it is not far from Yangjiabao.

After a month of cultivation, Xiaojian's illness has been completely cured, his face is no longer so pale, and his body is no longer sore. It's just that there are a lot of bruises and bruises all over the body. These bruises and bruises were left over the past month from the process of snatching food.

Looking around the carriage, almost all the children had bruises and scrapes on their faces. During the month, every time the meal is served, the children fight over food. But fortunately, the children are much more cautious, and there are no more deaths due to competition. And the children became smarter and smarter in the process of fighting, and seeing that one person was weak in the process of fighting, they formed small groups to fight together, and more than a hundred people formed more than ten small groups, which made the original chaotic chaos order a lot.