Chapter three hundred and forty-fifth: heavy rebellious no way
Winter is coming.
The weather is very cold, so people wear more layers of clothes. Those in poorer conditions wrap their collars tighter. They always feel that they can hold on for a little longer. But the weather waits for no one. Who knows what will happen this year?
Like last year, it will snow in most places early.
Zishu looked so special walking on such a street. Her clothes were still so thin and baggy, and the cold wind blew in along the collar and cuffs. It's not like she had never made other clothes - not long ago
The front, but it was also red, and even the thickness was about the same. She didn't have more money to buy clothes with more solid materials. In fact, she didn't have money to eat either.
But, just as she wasn't very cold, she didn't feel very hungry either. And after all, the way to obtain food was simpler and faster. Hunting, begging, stealing... didn't sound like three ways that could be compared, but she
I have done it all. When I did it, I didn’t feel much shame or guilt.
. She only felt calm, because she convinced herself that nothing was more important than her life. But sometimes she didn't know the way and would walk into the wilderness, and sometimes even the voles and birds were nowhere to be seen. At this time, she would
You can only drink water. Find streams and lakes, fill your stomach with water, and you won't feel any discomfort.
She found that she was able to withstand hunger and cold very well. No matter how cold the weather was or how strong the wind was, she would only feel the coolness on her skin and nothing else. It was difficult for her to understand those people huddled on the street corner.
.They were wearing tattered linen shirts. There was a dirty straw mat on the ground and a tattered bowl in front of the mat.
Such people used to be distributed in every corner of the town, and there seemed to be divisions of power between them. For example, stray cats and dogs showed strong malice when they invaded whose territory. But it is different now. They
They all gather together to keep each other warm. There are no other resources to share anyway, right?
What Shezi Shu didn't understand, besides that, was...why they died so easily.
While she was waiting for new clothes, she stayed on this street for a few more days. There were two or three beggars like this on the street corner. Their eyes were always full of expectation when they looked at passers-by, but not completely expectant - it was a special kind.
, making pedestrians feel expectant. Zi Shu thought that they were too fragile, so they needed to disguise. Yes, she saw through that this vulnerability was a disguise, a kind of deception to others and even to themselves. In fact, they were in deep despair, but they just
The instinct to survive forced them to ignite this light of hope.
Maybe sometimes this kind of thing can deceive others, and it can also deceive yourself. But this weak body is still not warmed by this lie, and it can never replace food. They freeze to death and starve to death like this.
On the street. On the day She Zishu left wearing new clothes, he saw their motionless, dead bodies.
How could they be so fragile?
She remembered the look in the tailor's eyes. The tailor should know that the fabric Zishu gave her did not belong to this season. She asked casually, was it for the coming year? Zishu said no, but she did not ask further. Yes.
Those beggars' streets are not inhabited by wealthy families. Zishu also
She found out that she couldn't afford to spend money in a store with a front store, so she came to this small place. The seamstress made a living by doing this. In addition to filling her stomach, she had no interest in anything irrelevant. Zishu only said, according to this
This is all she wears. She has no change of clothes, and it will be very troublesome if they get dirty and torn.
That tailor was really an honest person, or maybe she didn’t have any other new ideas. The styles she made were really the same as Zi Shu’s. But they were really not expensive, and Zi Shu didn’t care. In such a cold, gray sky
Below, her splendid new clothes scorch people's eyes. Pedestrians are easily attracted by such gaze, and then marvel at her exquisite appearance. The final focus always falls on - she looks really cold.
.
She is not cold. Logically speaking, her heart is colder than her people.
This kind of coldness is not an attitude towards outsiders, but a description of herself. She sometimes feels that her attitude towards everything is too indifferent, but she has no other ideas - because she feels as if she does not belong here
What she means is that she does not belong to this world. Her memory disappeared. Did she choose to forget, or did her memory abandon her?
She didn't care about this anymore. But when she was alone, she started to care again.
She has also met many people, good and bad, but they are all passers-by. The one who impressed her most was probably the strange woman holding the magic-sealing blade, right? She knew a magical spell and could summon a magical eye.
——That is really an eye, which is called the Tianquan Eye. So is the water that gushes out from it the Tianquan? She doesn't know, she only knows that the thing is indeed magical.
Of course, she didn't spend too long with that woman. They just passed a place together, walked together for a while, and talked about some inexplicable words. Then, they said goodbye to each other and chose different paths. She finally realized that she
Always making choices - but never knowing where any path will lead.
Where life comes from and where death goes may be eternal topics.
Zi Shu thought, those people lost their lives so easily, so she was lucky to be able to survive until now. Of course, her own abilities were indispensable. Maybe she relied on this before she lost her memory.
She has the ability to live alone. Why she lives alone? Naturally, because... there are no people in the world like Xie Zhehanshang looking for herself. So there may not be people looking for herself like this, or it may be because she is not worthy. And after so long,
It's not like she doesn't have people who make trouble for her.
The biggest robbery is not wealth, but sex. She has no enemies in the world, at least not yet. So those disgusting guys are mostly motivated by sex. Of course, ordinary women in the world can't do anything about it, but she is not ordinary. In the end,
Those people all ran away, shouting that she was a monster.
Monster? Monster?
This time, when she came to her senses, her surroundings were stained red with blood.
How could this be?
She has never encountered such a situation. Was she distracted? It seemed that she had lost consciousness for a long time, but the connection was so fast that she did not notice it. If a similar situation had happened in the past, she would have
She knew, because Chenxing and the girls from the Ye family would definitely tell her. She didn't know what happened to her, but she knew she had killed someone.
What she killed was a bad person, a bad person who had evil intentions against her.
She pushed her thoughts forward for a while and only remembered that these three people stopped her. At that time, she had just left a village and was blocked by this group of people in the woods. Judging from their appearance and temperament, these people should be from nearby.
Bandits. They wore leather coats and carried gaping knives. There was no need to doubt whether anyone had lost their lives under the knife.
However, they stopped her and said embarrassing words. She didn't notice it at all and only felt inexplicably bored. She wanted to go her own way, but she had to be pestered by the three of them and said "let's play together". She didn't
Not interested, not in the mood, just want to leave.
Then, it looked like this now. They should have left some last words, such as..."There are monsters" or something like that, she thought about it. Maybe. For rough people who have never seen the world, never
The spells that burst flowers and vines from the ground, the spells that ignite fire from your hands, the spells that transform life-killing ghosts out of thin air are not something ordinary people can do. However, there are always onmyojis who can do it, right? That's them.
I have never seen the world.
There was blood everywhere. The empty ground was soaked in red, but it could not nourish the withered grass. There were also blood stains on the nearby trees, which looked very sticky, like trees overflowing with resin in summer. It was too much.
Because the area of blood splatter was too large. There was also red on her body, but it blended in with the brand-new clothes and was almost invisible.
She felt her cheeks were very hot. Did she finally feel warm? She stretched out her hand, and there was still a touch of red on her fingertips.
It turns out that this temperature does not belong to her.
Things that don't belong to her are quickly plundered.
The temperature passed quickly. The internal organs scattered on the ground were still covered in white mist at first, and they were like static flames and bonfires in this season. But they quickly "went out" and there was no more movement. It stands to reason that
She said that she had killed someone and would be arrested by the Yamen soon. But they are bad people, right? When people who are defined as bad people die, the murderer does not seem to be tried. Most of the time, they are still
Be regarded as a hero.
Forget it, never mind, that's it.
Just as she was about to leave, she vaguely felt that this endgame seemed a bit...
Somewhat unfair?
Why does she think so?
When this word appeared in her mind, she already felt strange. For no reason, she squatted down and quietly looked at the three messy things in front of her. Maybe there were more than three groups. Her fingers poked the ground.
, the blood mixed with dust has begun to coagulate. The pieces of meat are still soft, but a little cold. But she can't touch them while they are alive.
They wanted to rob something from themselves, so it would be fairer if she took something away from them.
Life? No, that was just her way of protecting herself, not to mention she didn't know why she was so vicious. But since she wants to do bad things, she should have the consciousness to bear the consequences, even if it means losing her life, right? She asked and answered her own question.
So it's not fair, she has to take more.
What else? What else is worth it?
She clearly felt that the air at this moment was so sweet.
Zishu thought about it carefully, and it seemed that she had not eaten for a long time. She felt hungry at this time, although it was a bit ridiculous, but it was normal. She wanted to eat something soft, hot, and fresh.
The screams of those people and more suddenly fell into her ears.
monster?
She vaguely felt that she had really made something wrong for such a long time. She knew how to use chopsticks, but she didn't know how often people should eat. She just followed others to do so; she knew how to put on clothes, but
She didn’t know whether people were doing it for protection, keeping out the cold, or looking beautiful. She just saw everyone doing it.
It turned out that she knew nothing.
It turns out that she is also a blind follower.
However, human beings should have done some cannibalism... right?
Have done it.
She stared at the mess on the ground, her eyes seemed to be kidnapped by a shapeless body, and her feet seemed to be imprisoned by solidified blood.
