Jun Aoyan came back to her senses and focused her eyes again, which were more or less able to reflect the firelight. She turned her head blankly, with dried blood on her face, and looked at Bai Ya as if she was helpless. She seemed innocent, innocent
She looked like a child who had been pushed into a mud pit and got up confused. This was completely different from her previous posture.
"What's wrong with you?"
Bai Ya's tone sounded like he was interrogating a prisoner. Qi Huan felt a little flustered, but Ao Yan didn't say anything. She just looked at the two of them blankly, remained silent, and then lowered her head, as if she was refusing.
The Lord of Confession.
"You are in a very bad state." Qi Huan explained Bai Ya's question, "You are like this now, very depressed, very... a bit like when I just pulled you out of the hulk. But we know that
It's not you, it's not who you are. But it's not you just now - the person who was fighting with swords and guns on the fire field just now is not you either."
"That's me." Jun Aoyan raised her head and repeated, "That's me."
She suddenly smiled dryly, like a piece of originally moist land that was exposed to the sun and cracked after dehydration. It was a dazzling, dry smile without any sign of life.
Qi Huan was speechless for a moment, but Bai Ya nodded lightly.
"I also think that it should be you."
"What do you mean?" Qi Huan didn't understand.
"Regarding your parents, what happened that day? I'm not talking about drunkenness, I'm talking about your biological parents. You must tell us, otherwise we will go our separate ways at dawn, and no one will get in the way of the other."
Bai Ya's words did not sound like a threat. After all, according to Aoyan's logic, she did not have to follow him. But Jun Aoyan was silent for a while, then took a breath and prepared to speak. It was her own thought.
Say it, not who forced it.
"Nothing special."
Jun Aoyan stretched out her hand, as if preparing to sign something, but in the end she didn't. Maybe she felt it was unnecessary, or maybe because her body language was not enough to express the feelings in her heart. Her eyes gradually became brighter, but there was no look, like
It is a scene that leads oneself into some kind of memory, and the depths of the mind are released from the eyes.
"I don't like thinking about this."
As if trying to pull herself out of the tide of memories, Jun Aoyan reminded herself like this. Bai Ya said:
"But it's like you never came out."
"Maybe." Jun Aoyan lifted her hair from her temples, which was stuck to her face with dried blood, "Actually, there is really nothing worth paying attention to... At night, the whole village fell asleep. We are not very rich, so we won't
Lighting lamps, we always work at sunrise and rest at sunset, the whole village does. We always go to bed very early... It was winter, and it got dark especially early. At that time, I don't remember which prince the court wanted to attack.
Yes, but it got here. Let me think about it..."
Jun Aoyan's sentences were a bit cumbersome, not organized deliberately, and were fragmented. She just said whatever came to her mind. But no one interrupted her. They just sat there holding their knees and listened to her quietly.
"I didn't know that at that time. I was still young, and I slept in the corner of the kang... It was too cold, and I always woke up. I was too cold to sleep, and those two people occupied the hottest spot on the kang.
I don't like the kang. It hurts my back from the heat under it, and the quilt side is as cold as an iron plate - forget it, it doesn't matter. I was really too cold at the time, so I got up and secretly lit a fire and burned the charcoal.
I'm really afraid that my parents will wake up and find Mr. Tan
and then beat me or wake me up before dawn. I only planned to burn it for a short while before putting out the fire and sleeping while it was hot. But for some reason that day, I had a stomachache at night. Maybe I had eaten bad wild vegetables during the day. The fire was still burning.
Then, I went to the latrine. It was even colder outside and my legs were almost frozen. When I came back, I was so lucky that they were still asleep. I quietly got into the quilt...and then, well,
It’s burning.”
"You didn't put out the brazier, so the fire lit the house?" Qi Huan asked.
"No, it was the war that burned our village. First someone was woken up, and then everyone woke up. But I didn't have time to escape, and the fire burned faster. It was originally very cold, but suddenly it became so hot. I haven't fully recovered yet.
I was woken up by the noise when I fell asleep, but I was very sleepy and dizzy.
There was no way to escape. I shook my parents, but nothing happened, so I had to run for my life. But just as I walked to the door, the roof collapsed - I was hit by a flaming stone. I was trapped in the corner, and a
The weighing beam was in front of me, stuck on both sides of the wall, and I couldn't push it away."
This description seemed familiar to both of them. Bai Ya and Qi Huan looked at each other, remembering the time when she was trapped on the boat - by her Mo Dao. But as qualified listeners, they did not interrupt her narration.
"Another stone smashed the water tank in my house. The water spread, but the fire did not burn here. I kept squatting there with my head in my hands, covering my eyes tightly, but my eyes still turned red, and I blocked my ears but still
I could hear crackling burning. A strange smell penetrated my nose. It was fragrant and smelly. I didn’t know how to describe it... Later I learned that it was the smell of people being burned by fire."
Jun Aoyan was lucky. The initial flaming stones burned almost everything that could be burned in this area, so the fire outside did not spread in. In addition, the large, moist water stains provided her with a short-term shelter.
The blocking wooden beams restricted her movement to a very low place, which was very safe, and there was a solid triangle there. No one found her, and she stayed hidden there until the sound of fighting completely disappeared.
When Jun Luanjiu's reinforcements arrived, they were only able to clean up the mess. They found her and the two charred corpses on the kang.
It stands to reason that many people died in the war, but there were very few, almost none, lying peacefully on the kang like this. Most of the people fled in panic and looked for shelters. The military doctors in the army later dissected the corpses under the instruction of General Jun.
, and found that the lungs of this man and woman were clean - they could no longer breathe before the flames ignited the house.
Jun Luanjiu didn't think about the bad side. After all, there was a brazier in the center. When he asked later, Aoyan didn't hide anything and told everything about what happened at that time, so he could easily figure it out.
.The army is full of roughnecks, no one pursues this kind of thing, they just treat her as a survivor. The general and military doctors kindly concealed this secret. Later, as she grew up, her memory of that day became increasingly blurry.
, Jun Luanjiu told a crude lie to confuse her.
"I almost forgot, until one time I heard a girl's screams outside the battlefield... They wouldn't let me pass, and I couldn't follow the logistics to clean up the mess until the fighting was over. I didn't find the girl in the end, and I don't know if she died.
It was possible that she might have escaped or been captured because the situation was too miserable. But her screams reappeared repeatedly in my dreams, so I remembered that after the war that day, when I saw the bodies of my parents, I did scream as well.
The exact same cry."
Jun Aoyan said it very clearly and honestly, just like when she told her adoptive father the truth. Although at this time, she already knew what it all meant - she killed her parents, using a confined space and burning charcoal fire.
Basin, enough time. She herself would have suffered the same fate, but many "unfortunate" condensed into a huge "coincidence", which allowed her to survive by chance. I don't know if this saved her or not.
A longer punishment. She couldn't explain clearly.
Then, there was a long silence. Qi Huan rarely made any comments on other people's narratives, and Bai Ya didn't respond much. They just thought - silence - thought... and a longer silence.
The strange calls of birds were heard in the distance again. Their hearing became clearer, perhaps because the influence of the screams of monsters was weakened.
"I'm sorry to hear this story..." Qi Huan whispered, "I don't mean anything else, but Miss Jun, what do you think is the connection between all this and your performance on the battlefield?"
"It's nothing." Jun Aoyan shrugged, "It may have a lot to do with it. I don't like the part of being kind to others... Although I may be better at it, I don't like it in my heart. I like -"
"Fight."
"Yes, fighting." Jun Aoyan nodded candidly, agreeing with Bai Ya's choice of words, "It is simpler and purer. I just want you to die, nothing else. I don't need to be like my parents who have been fighting since childhood.
He scolded me, criticized me, and tried his best to make me feel uncomfortable. After living with Jun Luanjiu, I discovered that the relationship between people is actually quite simple. There is no need to watch people's words and emotions day and night, and be on tenterhooks. After getting familiar with everyone,
Later I discovered that I can speak directly if I have something to say. That’s why I prefer the battlefield... There is no need for intrigues or long periods of trying to figure out the other person’s mind. All judgments are made in an instant. Misjudgments will lead to injuries.
You'll die. That's good. Killing intent is the purest form of malice. Good and evil can be expressed in many ways, but the most direct and hostile way is to want to kill the other person."
Raising his head, the moon moved many steps unknowingly, and the stars also slipped away for a while. Bai Ya suddenly picked up the knife and looked at one of them carefully. After holding it up for a while, he put it down and opened his mouth at the same time.
Mouth.
"Later Jun Luanjiu didn't let you go to the battlefield...the same reason as today, right?"
"Well, I think so." Jun Aoyan nodded, "When I rushed over with the knife... I was a little scared. It wasn't that I retreated, but I was afraid that I would be excited about it. I felt like I didn't look like myself.
Now, compared to when I started fighting in the past, I am not who I am. But maybe...this is who I am. Everything that happened later also proved that that kind of me is the real me."
"Which one?" Qi Huan gestured blankly, "Do you mean wielding a sword across the battlefield? You were not yet twenty at that time."
"That's right. I've done a lot of menial jobs since I was a kid, including picking up manure. So I have a better physique, stronger, and much stronger than other women and even men of the same age. In addition, my father has trained me well and taught me
Reading and literacy - this is rare in the military. I became what I am now."
Bai Ya blew on the blade, making a metallic sound. He raised his eyes and glanced at Jun Aoyan. Looking from his sight, half of Jun Aoyan's face was above the blade, and half was hidden.
"He's scared, right? He's scared and brought you up like this."
"He was never afraid of anything - only me. Although I have forgotten what happened at that time, he was sure that the expression on my face when I came to kill the horse at that moment was clearly smiling.
"
"Smiling?"
"Smiling."
Qi Huan stared at her blankly, as if they had met her on the first day. Bai Ya still didn't speak, but just put down the knife, and suddenly sneered along with their conversation.
"Tsk. As expected...it's so interesting to smile."
