The secret of "Yi" is that the poor world creates the heavens and the earth is not revealed

I opened my eyes and saw darkness.

The place next to the body is damp and very uncomfortable. Twisting my stiff neck and trying to move my hands and feet, I found that there was very little space around me, as if I was in a small hole or something, and my body couldn't stand up at all. I turned sideways and the skin rubbed against the soft dirt had a peculiar feeling. Oh, so I'm naked!

What the hell is this place? How am I here?

Wait, there seemed to be a flash of light in my head, and I seemed to remember. But I didn't remember it, so I decided to crawl out of this little hole and see what the hell this place was.

As I was about to move, there was movement beyond the darkness as far as my eye could see, very slightly, very slightly, as if some kind of reptile was approaching in my direction.

Had I been targeted by some beast in this darkness, and had become its prey?

My palms were wet and sweaty, and my neck was uncomfortable, so I couldn't move and pricked up my ears to listen to the sound of movement getting closer and closer outside. My mouth was dry, and I squirmed gently, but I didn't dare to swallow the saliva.

It's close

It's getting closer!

The sound was gone, but I knew it was at the mouth of the cave!

Quietly!

Look at me quietly!

This little dark hole!

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through my head, and my scalp was numb, and the hairs on my body suddenly rose.

"Whoosh" and I'm out of the way!

The body slammed into "it" solidly!

A pair of eyes wide open with astonishment, so close to me that I could clearly see the unwiped droppings of the eyes at the corners of my eyes.

As I had done many times, my hands gripped one of his wrists tightly before those eyes turned from horror to ferocity.

His wrists were slippery and full of mud, twitching frantically like the limbs of some animal, trying to break out of my hands. I didn't care about grabbing his wrist and slamming his head!

I felt a very intimate contact with his jaw in the thump, and suddenly a sharp pain came.

He fell backwards and slammed me to the ground. The physical resistance paused at this moment, and I seized the opportunity to hold his wrist and slam it the ground.

It may have fallen on something hard, and his hand let go weakly, and a black thing rolled to the ground. I didn't care to look closely, and in the faint night, I caught a cold light in the corner of my eye. His other hand was pulling out a dagger, and my heart contracted violently, as if a tendon was pulling my back tightly, and my hand grabbed his hand holding the dagger in an instant at a speed beyond my conscious perception as if it had accidentally scalded boiling water. The next moment, my heart suddenly changed from extremely contracted to stretched outward, and the blood surged all over my body.

He watched as I folded his wrist and turned the dagger around his head and plunged inch by inch into his chest.

The dagger slowly plunged diagonally upwards into his heart, and he struggled to the point where he was powerless to resist. The expression of the eyes ranged from fierce to frightened to crazy to frightened, and finally to dazed. We were so close, each other's exhales were sprayed in each other's faces, and what brought us so close was nothing more than a blood-stained dagger.

His breathing gradually weakened, and gradually became dull, his eyes were staring at the sky, as if he was looking at something, and his mouth was whining, as if he was saying something.

I listened attentively to the word "Mom", I only understood this one word, don't ask me how I understood it, I only know that I seem to have heard this word many times, there are Chinese, there are Vietnamese, there are many remote dialects, but there is no doubt that it is the same word.

"Mom"

I twisted the dagger with both hands, shattering his heart and ending his life.

Sitting next to the cold corpse, I felt a little sick to my stomach, but my body consciously prevented me from vomiting.

Looking at the hazy shadows of the mountains in the distance, I remembered

Here it is

's cairn

I'm in the cat's ear piercing on the front line of the old mountain

My brain was dizzy, and I shook my head and closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a pair of bloodshot green eyes looking at me in the mirror opposite

That's my own eyes.

I'm still standing in front of the basin in the bathroom at home!

Did I just have a dream?

But the feeling in the dream was so real, so real that I felt as if I had really returned to the past, back to the southern Xinjiang where the artillery was under fire

Was it really a dream?

I'm confused!