Su Zhen's ears kept echoing with the woman's plaintive and sorrowful voice, coupled with the singing that sounded like a demonic sound, giving her a splitting headache.
She exerted all her strength and bit the tip of her tongue. The smell of blood spread in her mouth. She opened her eyes suddenly, and the dazzling light made her raise her hands to cover her eyes.
She moved her wrist and found that she could control her body freely. Before she could get excited, she was so shocked by the scene in front of her that she stopped moving.
The realm she is currently in is not the Imperial Palace Shuyue Palace at all, and she should have even left the realm of Kyoto long ago.
Under the scorching sun, the crops in the fields withered and turned yellow. Tens of thousands of refugees walked past her. Their clothes were in rags and their lips were chapped and turned white. Some were holding wooden sticks in one hand and carrying babies on their backs that were waiting to be fed.
The whole family, old and young, huddled together, with sallow faces and skinny muscles, holding tightly in their arms a cloth bag the size of a man's palm, where the family's last grain reserves might be stored.
Some people just couldn't move forward and eventually fell to the ground, dying.
The people around them turned a blind eye to this, as if they had long been accustomed to this scene. Some of them had not eaten or drank water for a long time. They could not save their own lives, so how could they help others.
Su Zhen touched her body. She had gone out in a hurry and didn't bring any silver with her. She remembered that when she left Huan Yu Mountain, He Lan gave her a packet of sweet cookies.
I opened the cloth bag on my waist and found that it was still there.
Su Zhen didn't know if this was an illusion or a different space. She only knew that she couldn't just die without saving them, but there were so many refugees that she couldn't save them at all.
She walked to the man who collapsed not far from her. His hair was fluffy and messy, covering his dusty cheeks. There were many holes in his gray-blue clothes. In addition to bruises, his exposed arms also had
Many whip marks.
"Brother, please eat something first."
The man heard Su Zhen's voice, slowly opened his eyes, and saw her face clearly through the messy hair...
Su Zhen knelt down and broke off a small piece of the cookie. As soon as she lifted his hair with her left hand, her pupils couldn't help but dilate. The cookie fell from her hand and was covered with dust. Her nose was sour and her eyes suddenly turned red.
In her heart, he has always been aloof, strategizing, and capable of turning the world upside down when talking and laughing. He is full of blood and hatred, but he can treat it calmly. But now he has become so depressed! What kind of torture has he suffered!
"Xiao...Xiao Chuhong? Is it really you?"
The man hurriedly covered his hair in front of his face, pushed Su Zhen away, and stumbled towards the east.
"Hello? Where are you going?"
Su Zhen packed the remaining cookies and chased after them.
Following the man, Su Zhen chased her to a thatched house that seemed to have been abandoned long ago, but the door was closed tightly. She slapped the door and shouted, "Xiao Chuhong? Open the door! Why are you hiding from me? Is Li Yu injured?
You, don’t worry, after we get out, we will go find her to take revenge together!”
"I don't know you, please leave."
"What nonsense are you talking about! Open the door quickly! You are still bleeding, let me help you treat the wound!"
However, there was no more movement inside. Su Zhen kicked open the door of the thatched house, but she didn't expect that the force was so strong that the house shook and was about to collapse.
Quickly stepping into the door, I saw the man nestled in the corner and fell into a coma.
Before he could think too much, he put his arm on his shoulders and ran outside.
Although her spiritual power was recovering, she was still struggling with the man's weight on her.
Su Zhen gritted her teeth. When she was half-supporting and half-carrying the person out, the thatched house behind her collapsed suddenly, and the smoke and dust everywhere made her cough uncontrollably.
Let him lie flat on the ground, half leaning on himself, and put his hand on his pulse. Unexpectedly, in addition to external injuries, he even suffered internal injuries. He took out a red porcelain bottle and poured the powder inside on his wounds.
He took out another white pill and gave it to him.
I looked around and had no idea where this place was.
'Gu Gu Gu Gu'
Su Zhen suddenly heard a strange sound, and turned around, only to see a woman in civilian clothes sticking her head out of the grass, looking at her for about twenty-eight years. Her hair was tied up with a thin branch, but there was still a lot of
They were scattered. The straw sandals on the feet had been worn to pieces, and the exposed toes were full of wounds, and even began to bleed and suppurate.
"Who are you? Come out!"
The woman seemed to be frightened by Su Zhen's tone, and slowly moved out of the grass.
Su Zhen noticed that she was holding her stomach tightly and her eyes never left her arms, and she suddenly understood, "Are you hungry?"
"Um!"
The woman swallowed her saliva and looked at her with expectant eyes. Su Zhen opened the bag, took out a cookie and handed it to her.
"Sir, are you really giving this to me?"
"Of course, take it."
There were tears in the woman's eyes. After taking it, she knelt down and kowtowed to her several times. Su Zhen still had Xiao Chuhong, who was unconscious, lying in her arms. She couldn't help her up, so she had to say, "Get up."
"Thank you, sir! You are such a good person! God will definitely reward you with blessings!"
After she finished speaking, she carefully broke off a small piece and stuffed it into her mouth, then put the rest away, hoping to eat it next time she was extremely hungry.
Su Zhen asked, "Girl, do you know where this place is?"
"Sir, this is Huai Li Township."
"Huaili?" Su Zhen felt that it sounded familiar, but for a moment she couldn't remember where she had heard it. "There has been no war in recent years, and the people are obviously living and working in peace and contentment. How come there are so many refugees?"
"Sir, what are you talking about? We Luo Qi won a great victory in the battle with Mobei a few years ago, but then Marshal Xiao went to conquer Xiliang again, and our home... was lost."
The woman said, covering her face and crying.
"Wait! Marshal Xiao? You mean Xiao Mohan?"
"yes."
"Girl, how old are you now?"
"Shang De's twenty-fourth year! By the way, sir, are you... an official? Your clothes don't seem like those of a commoner?"
Twenty-four years?! Wasn’t that thirteen years ago?
Su Zhen looked at the unconscious Xiao Chuhong. He didn't look like a teenager at all. She didn't believe that she had gone back to the past. She just thought she was in another layer of illusion created by the mute slave.
He helped Xiao Chuhong up again and said, "Girl, can you take us to the local government office? When we get there, I will thank you very much!"
The woman nodded hastily, "Of course!"
"Well, thank you."
...
At night, the moon and stars were sparse. In a dilapidated earth temple somewhere, Xiao Chuhong slowly opened his eyes among the straw, and the mouth-watering smell of meat spread into his nose.
He sat up with his arms supported by straw, and found that the injuries on his body seemed to no longer hurt. There were many yellow cloth strips hanging from the beams above his head, and behind him was a statue of the Earth God. The statue was covered with dust, and the surrounding areas were dilapidated, as if it had been there for a long time.
No one came to worship.
Xiao Chuhong opened the cloth and saw a man and a woman lighting a fire and roasting pheasants. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you...?" This chapter has been completed!