Chapter 818 You and I are both dust, born in the human world (Part 1)
The sky is spinning and the wind is howling in the distance.
The stick was knocked down and hit his head with a thud, and his teeth were filled with the smell of rust. People gathered around him and dragged him away. Sticks, fists and feet fell from time to time, but he did not resist and smiled.
Blood overflowed from his mouth, making him look particularly embarrassed and ferocious as he was tied up with ropes and staggering forward.
A group of people dragged him towards the rugged mountain col ahead...
Along with the beating, the road was muddy and full of potholes. The muddy water and the stench of filth covered his body. Relatively speaking, the beatings on his body seemed weak. At this moment, the pain and abuse seemed powerless. He
He lowered his head, still smiling, looking at the gaps in the footsteps of the large crowd.
Spring has arrived, and the mountains are gray. In the past six months, the hungry ghosts gathered here have cut down all the nearby trees, burned everything they can, and eaten all the edible animals in the mountains and rivers.
There was dead silence.
He looked here, and there was deathly silence in his eyes.
In the spring of the tenth year of Wu Jianshuo, it was February 12th.
My name is Wang Shitong.
This is where I belong...
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The weather was cold and wet, and the men in ragged clothes, armed with knives and sticks, grabbed their captives, beating and scolding them all the way, and headed towards the mountain over there.
The mountains are full of gravel, and the trees have long been cut down, making them unfavorable for living. Therefore, looking around, there are no traces of hungry ghosts coming and going. Beyond this side, you can see a dilapidated wooden house as far as the eye can see. This is the hungry ghost.
In the farthest place where the ghosts were patrolling and guarding, in front of the house, a group of people were waiting. The first four people, tall or short, were all the leaders of the hungry ghosts. They were uneasy in their hearts, waiting for the crowd to be beaten until they were full.
Wang Shitong, whose head was bleeding, was dragged to the open space in front of the house and thrown into the puddle.
Wang Shitong's head was immersed in the water. After a moment, he suddenly rolled over and knelt down. He coughed and spit out mud.
"Has anyone seen it?" A leader secretly asked from the side, and the gangsters replied: "Kill them all, kill them all... This man named Wang didn't dare to fight back, so he was knocked down and tied up by us.
Already..."
"Didn't fight back?"
"Yes, yes...yes..."
The leader's expression suddenly changed, and he ordered his men: "Go and take a look around." Then he pulled out his knife and kicked Wang Shitong over as he stood up.
Wang Shitong fell to the ground, coughed twice, and laughed: "Ahem, what's wrong? Xiu Guo, are you afraid? If you are afraid, just let me go..."
"You surnamed Wang, don't bluff! You fall into our hands, we are afraid of you." The leader named Zang Xiuguo pointed at him with a knife, Wang Shitong sat up from the ground, Zang Xiuguo took half a step back, this action made Wang Shitong
"Fuck you! Pretend to be a ghost!" After hearing Wang Shitong's words, the leader named Wu Ding rushed over, raised the stick in his hand, and swung it towards him. Wang Shitong's body was
He rolled on the ground several times, vomiting blood from his mouth. He curled up, and Wu Ding wanted to rush over. Not far away, the old man in a white turban slammed the wooden stick in his hand on the ground: "Okay!"
Wu Ding spit, turned and left. Wang Shitong huddled on the ground for a long time, his body twitched for a while, and gradually became motionless. He looked at the sprouting grass on the wasteland in front of him, blankly.
He was lost in thought until someone pulled him up and he looked around again: "Hey."
He smiled, then seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became depressed. After a moment, he said: "Since you have arrested me, you must also arrest others, right?"
"It's good to know!" Wu Ding said and waved his hand. Someone opened the door of the wooden house at the back. In the room, a woman wearing single clothes stood there. She was holding a knife at a knife point and her body was trembling. This is company.
Wang Shitong One winter Gao Qianyue, Wang Shitong turned to look at him, Gao Qianyue was also looking at Wang Shitong, the terrible leader of the hungry ghosts. At this time, his whole body was tied up, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his body was covered with blood stains and
There were mud stains, but his eyes at this moment seemed calmer and warmer than ever.
"Brother Wang." The old man named Chen Dayi spoke.
"Um?"
"The real decision to take action against you was the old man's idea..."
"I know, I know." Wang Shitong nodded and turned around. It could be seen that even though he was the biggest leader of the hungry ghosts, he still respected and valued the old man in front of him.
"It was the Jurchens' idea to get rid of you, and you know that, right?"
"...Ah, I know, I know..." Wang Shitong looked at Gao Qianyue, lost his mind for a moment, and then nodded. Wu Ding and other leaders showed doubts about his reaction to such a bachelor.
The old man's lips trembled.
"You...why we do this, do you know?"
"I know." This time, Wang Shitong answered very quickly, "...There is no way out."
After hearing these words, the old man sat down on the wooden post at the back: "This is not what you said."
"There is no way out."
"This is not what you should say!" The old man gripped the wooden stick tightly and stood up suddenly. His voice shook the surroundings. After a moment, he pointed at Wang Shitong, "Brother Wang, this is not what you should say! You
You always say there is a way to go! You told everyone...Brother Wang, you...you saved my life, you saved my family's life!"
"Xiaoyao is still dead."
"But you saved my family's lives! My daughter's death was not your fault! Brother Wang, the Jurchens are here, I never thought about it... I never thought about actually killing you..."
When the old man said this, Wu Ding and others next to him changed their expressions: "Old man Chen!" The old man raised his hand and said, "Shut up!"
His majesty was obviously higher than that of the people around him. As soon as he finished speaking, someone drew his sword near the house and people confronted each other. The old man ignored this and turned to look at Wang Shitong again: "Brother Wang, the weather is getting warmer.
, you are smart, loyal and responsible. If you really want to die, I can die on your behalf at any time. I just want to ask you something... What are you going to do next? Just say something. Don't hide behind women like before.
There was no sound in the nest! The Jurchens are here, the snow is going to disappear, it’s time to make a decision whether to fight or surrender."
"There is no way." Wang Shitong looked at him calmly, with even a smile on his face. The smile was both calm and desperate. The air around him seemed to be suffocating for a while. After a while, he said: "Last year , after I killed Brother Yan, I knew there was no way... Brother Yan also said there was no way, and he couldn't go on, so I killed him. After I killed him, I knew that there was really no way on. …”
He laughed, with a cry in his smile: "Previously...in Zezhou, Mr. Ning advised me not to go south. He asked me to gather everyone in the Central Plains, fight one battle after another, and finally fight a group of capable people. The person who survived, he is...a devil, a beast. Where does he have the qualifications to decide who can live? We are not qualified! This is a human! These are living human lives! How could he say such things? Come"
At this point, tears already flowed out of his roar: "But what he said is right... We went all the way south, burning and killing people all the way. We killed and ate people all the way. In the end, there was no way out. .This world doesn’t give us a way to go. There are millions of people. What have they done wrong?”
Wang Shitong cried out. It was the cry of a man in despair. Then he took a long breath, blinked his eyes, and held back the tears: "I killed everyone, hehe, Uncle Chen... there is no way out." , you...you surrender to the Jurchens, surrender, but there is no way to surrender..."
"If there is no way, just fight your way out! Just like you said before, we will kill you! Just say a word." The old man tapped his cane several times. But Wang Shitong shook his head.
"It's gone, and I can't kill him anymore, Uncle Chen. I...I'm tired."
Over there, Wu Ding tilted his head back, and the leader named Zang Xiuguo licked his lips. Only at this moment did they finally know the reason why things went so smoothly this time. In front of them was the violent and cruel ghost king who had led them to rule for more than a year. What makes uniforms so good.
Only the old man stared at him blankly for a long time, his body suddenly seemed to be half a head shorter: "So... you know what we and they do..."
"Hey, hey, a bunch of idiots."
"You don't want to live anymore..."
"..."
"But everyone still wants to live..."
Wang Shitong lowered his head, stared blankly, and whispered, "Go and live..."
"You..." The old man came over, raised his wooden stick and swung it on Wang Shitong's head. Wang Shitong's body turned sideways. The old man paused on the crutch and finally turned around and walked away: "I will help you!"
"Old Chen."
The old man turned around.
"Let me do it myself."
"Haha, you..." The cold wind blew between the house and the mountain. The old man was very angry. Then he waved his crutch. The entourage around him rushed over and cut Wang Shitong open with a knife. Rope. After this was done, the old man left with his men, and Zang Xiuguo followed immediately. Wu Ding and the leader named Wang Chaoyuan looked at each other and said, "I'll watch him die!"
Wang Chaoyuan twitched his lips: "I'll keep half of them."
Wang Shitong no longer paid attention to what was going on around him. He pulled off the rope and slowly walked towards the wooden house not far away. When he turned his eyes to the surrounding mountains and fields, the cold wind was blowing as always, every year, and his eyes In the farthest mountains, there seemed to be trees sprouting new branches.
He is no longer attached to this world...
He walked in and hugged Gao Qianyue, but there was too much mud and blood on her body. He then let go and took off his ragged coat. The inner clothes were relatively dry, so he took them off and covered her.
"I'm sorry, we have come to this point..." Wang Shitong said, "But it doesn't matter, we are together, I will accompany you, don't be afraid, it's okay..."
He pulled away the cloth that blocked Gao Qianyue's mouth, but the woman's body was still trembling. Wang Shitong said: "It's okay, it's okay, I won't be cold in a while..." He walked to the corner of the room,
A secret compartment was opened, and there was a bucket of pine oil in the secret compartment. Wang Shitong opened it, poured it into the room, and then poured it on himself, but then he was stunned.
Gao Qianyue ran out of the door, and exclamations came from outside. He walked to the door and shouted to stop. There were people outside the door. They surrounded here and watched the ghost king's suicide. These
She had been hungry and thirsty all winter. When she saw Gao Qianyue running out on her own initiative, someone stopped her and tried to pull her away. Gao Qianyue hugged her body and had no way to go.
"It's okay." Wang Shitong comforted her in the room, "You... you are afraid of this, I will... I will send you away first, and I will come with you. Don't worry, it won't hurt. It won't hurt. Come in."
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With tears and a smile on his face, he opened his hands and spoke.
"Come back, Qianyue..."
At this moment, all the people outside were not in his eyes. He only had the crying and frightened woman in his eyes. That was the only shining thing he had left in this world.