At night, the rain stops, the clouds disperse, and the moon and stars are scarce.
Under the threat of Chen Mo's indifferent voice, the child lit a bonfire under the eaves. After the flames rose, the child quickly hid in a dark corner aside.
The young man was a little tired, perhaps because of the intense exercise in the past two days, or perhaps because of excessive blood loss. The young man sat cross-legged, with his head slightly lowered, breathing evenly, as if he was sleeping.
The child was huddled in a corner, looking at the motionless boy. She didn't know if he was asleep, and she didn't dare to move, for fear that she would make some strange noise and anger this scary boy.
The mountain wind blew by, and there were dots of looming green light in the darkness of the forest in the distance. From time to time, "ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong" sounds came from further away, making the child even more frightened.
The flames of the bonfire were getting smaller, and the little lights in the forest were getting brighter. The child looked at the motionless boy, and seemed to have crept to the bonfire after a struggle, adding more firewood to make the flames brighter.
, drive away the depressing night.
During this period, she was startled by the noise caused by accidentally dropping firewood, and then she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the boy who was motionless.
Seeing that the boy was really asleep, the child quietly found a hoe from the house, held a hoe that was taller than him, and walked quietly towards the back of the boy, swallowing every step he took.
saliva.
She was getting closer and closer to the boy. Her little heart was beating loudly in her little body, and the beating sound was as loud as a drum, but her steps still did not stop.
Gradually, she was only one step away from him, sweat broke out on her forehead, and her mouth became quite dry.
She stood side by side with him, meeting the two people's positions. She glanced sideways at the boy who was still motionless. She quietly breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking towards the boy. She gradually moved away from him. After walking a long distance
, only then did he completely relax his tense body and put the hoe in his hand on the ground.
But she didn't know that when she walked away from the boy, the boy had actually half-opened his eyes and looked at her back for a long time before closing them again.
The child came here with a hoe to dig a hole, a hole for her dead parents to lie in. Although she was young, she was very smart. She knew what happened today, her home, her
Her relatives and the people in the village are all dead. As for why she is still alive, we have to ask the young man why he didn't kill her. Maybe they just need someone to work, and maybe they won't be able to see tomorrow.
The sun is up.
Afraid? Of course she is afraid. Do you want to escape? Of course she wants to escape, but she can escape wherever she can. Without the guidance of an adult, it is impossible for her to walk a mile in this dark night. Then why during the day,
The boy gave her the chance to leave, but he didn't choose to leave? Even during the day, when she was alone, she couldn't find another place to stay before dark. Her parents said that this place is far away from another place with people.
She had to climb several mountains, and she had not left the village more than ten miles away. Beyond ten miles, it was a strange world. Her mother had said that it was very dangerous there.
He took a deep breath, raised the hoe in his hand, and dug hard into the wet ground, again and again, trying not to make any more noise.
She didn't dare to go further, where the firelight couldn't shine, and she knew what dangers there were in the darkness.
As a child of Dashan, even though she is a daughter, she can still do a lot of things. She can still pick up a hoe, but at this time, she cannot use it as hard as she usually follows her parents in the fields. She has to pay attention to the darkness.
He was there, paying attention to whether the firelight had dimmed, and also paying attention to whether the young man was surprised by him.
Chen Mo fell asleep listening to the muffled sound of a hoe digging into the ground. He was too tired. Even if he fell asleep like this, he could still react immediately when danger approached in the forest. He had this ability.
In his sleep, Chen Mo dreamed of the nameless small village where he once lived. There were many small villages like this in this land, and there was nothing special about it.
Chen Mo was born in that unknown small village. He had never met his father. His mother died of illness when he was three or four years old. As for his father, the old man in the village said that he was captured and sent to the army.
He never came back and became an orphan, but he was not the only orphan in the village.
The same fate happened when he was eleven or twelve years old. He was also taken into the military camp and moved around several places. He also thought about escaping, but with his ability at that time, he was quickly caught.
He came back, was beaten severely, and then continued to pick up weapons and was trained.
So he was waiting for an excellent opportunity to escape. He couldn't do such a thing as fighting, and he didn't want to work so hard, just because his half-hearted master said to him: "This world is very chaotic, but it is very peaceful."
It's exciting, much more interesting than fighting."
"What is Jianghu?" Chen Mo asked ignorantly at that time.
"Where there are knives and swords, there are rivers and lakes."
"..."
"Wherever there are people, wherever there are women, there is even more chaos."
"......"
"Of course, you also have to have wine. Only with wine can you be considered a world leader."
"......"
"Still do not know?"
"I don't understand." Chen Mo still looked confused.
"There's no reason. You've learned both of my special skills. There's no reason to be so stupid."
"You didn't teach me anything either."
"Get out!" He kicked Chen Mo down the hillside and woke up Chen Mo from his sleep.
Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes. The sky was just getting brighter. Chen Mo dreamed again of the master who had never recognized him as his disciple. It was just strange that since he left the village, he could not remember the appearance of that person. He became more and more confused.
It was a recollection, the harder it was to remember, it seemed like a dream, but Chen Mo was sure that those things really happened.
Suddenly, a soft "ouch" brought the confused Chen Mo back to reality. He turned his head slightly and saw the child dragging his mother's body next to him.
When the child saw that the boy had won, she was startled and hurriedly hugged the cold body. This was her subconscious action.
Chen Mo glanced at him, then at the hole she dug last night, but said nothing.
It's daybreak and it's time to leave here.
Chen Mo looked at the injury on his left hand and gently pressed the injury on his chest. It was still very painful, but he had no intention of leaving here after recovering from the injury.
Ignoring what the child was about to do, he went to find water to wash his face. But after taking two steps, he turned around and walked back to the child, which frightened the child.
Zhongwu grabbed the woman's body, and with the child's frightened and pleading voice, he put the woman's body into the hole that the child had dug out all night. Then, with the child's astonished eyes, he put the woman's body into
The male villager put him in the pit. After doing all this, he went to find the well he saw yesterday.
The well water was very clear and cold. After a few sips, I felt refreshed and refreshing. I washed my cheeks and washed the areas that I had missed yesterday.
Not far away, the child was already filling in the soil, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.
Chen Mo found his Tang Dao in the place where he pretended to be dead yesterday. It was only broken in half. He didn't care anymore. He took out the remaining half from the body and cleaned it carefully. It was still comfortable to use his knife.
.
After the broken knife is wrapped with cloth strips, the child's grave is almost ready.
Chen Mo didn't say hello to her and left here directly.
For him, this place is just a place he passes through in his life journey, and he will not have any intersection in the future.
Whatever happened here, it won't take long before people discover the tragedy here, and the corpses scattered everywhere will be carved up by wild wolves in the forest.
As for the child, just leave it to fate, he probably won't survive more than two days.
The inaccessible paths in the mountains and forests are muddy. The farther you go from the village, the less obvious the traces are. Presumably people in this village rarely go out to places outside. Also, the outside may be more chaotic and not as safe as in the mountains and forests. This
The one-time annihilation of the family can only be said to be bad luck.
The current world is like this. People die every day, either in the battle between generals or on the way to escape. Don't think about the real place of peace. If you can live in one place for a day, you can make money every day.
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Chen Mo has seen this kind of life and death too many times, and many lives have died at his hands. His heart seems to be wrapped in ferocious blood. Maybe the world that the master who is not the master said is waiting for him to find, he may be crazy.
, or numb.
The chirping of the birds in the forest is clear and sweet, and a series of lively songs surrounds the forest.
"I understand what you said so clearly. Then go for a walk by yourself and stop bothering me here."
Thinking of these words from back then, Chen Mo walked even more determinedly. Master once said that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books, and to walk through the rivers and lakes once before hearing about them a thousand times.
The rustling steps did not disturb the chirping birds on the branches. Chen Mo suddenly stopped and without looking back, an indifferent voice came from his mouth.
"Don't follow me."
There was no sound behind Chen Mo, but he knew that the man was following him.
After saying this, Chen Mo continued to move forward, and the sound of Chen Mo's footsteps sounded again in the mountains and forests. However, in addition to his footsteps, there was another footsteps, not far behind Chen Mo, a subtle distance.
Follow.
Chen Mo stopped again, put his right hand on the handle of the broken blade stuck in his waist, and his tone became colder again.
"If you follow me, I will kill you."
Chen Mo said, holding the handle of the knife with his clasped hand. He was not kidding. If the man still followed him, he would take action.