Nightfall

The first chapter of the empire in the morning, Chapter 155

Just walking into the clouds on the mountainside, Ning Que heard the sound of horseshoes rushing behind him!

The fear memories that have been hidden deep in his heart for years, as these familiar horseshoes suddenly recovered, and then irresistibly flooded, instantly occupying all his body, making his body extremely stiff.

He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, with great willpower to break away from fear, forcibly turned around and looked back.

The mountain road that was supposed to be in the thick twilight disappeared, and the clouds and fog did not know where to go. When I returned, I saw a magnificent city standing between the heavens and the earth. The huge shadow cut off the official road to the north.

Dozens of riders on the official road covered with black armor Xuanqi is galloping, the hoof sound like thunder, the official road surface slightly vibrated, pedestrians have evaded.

Ning Que hid behind the tea shop tables and chairs, staring blankly, watching the cavalry sailing away. Suddenly he noticed that he was much shorter than those horses and pedestrians on the road.

He looked down and saw that he only had a little shoe on his foot, and his left foot was bleeding when he was pierced by stones on the road.

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After leaving Chang'an City, he went north all the way. He walked blankly with the travelers. After being questioned twice by the curious Datang people, he became aware of this danger and quietly left the crowd in the middle of the night.

In the wild he did n’t meet the beast, he could pick up the fruit, he could eat the belly, although hunger always accompanied him, and when he wore out of the mountain forest with yellow hunger and thinness, he was about to arrive in the territory of Hebei Province. You don't have to worry about being discerned by your identity, because the roads and mountains are full of children like him who are yellow and hungry.

The drought in the wasteland, the drought in Hebei, and the Datang Empire ushered in a rare natural disaster in the first year of the Apocalypse. The new monarch just ushered in the throne and ushered in his first test of power. His Majesty the Emperor, who rushed back to Chang'an City from Daze, urgently began to arrange disaster relief, and the refugees on the wasteland have entered Hebei Road, and the victims of Hebei Road are going south. Fortunately, the first-step victims have received the relief of the court. Still staying in the territory of Hebei Road, the victims around the vast Minshan are facing a more severe test.

Officials are everywhere, imperial officials and government officials are counting the number of refugees and sharing food. More and more victims are migrating from the north to the south. For the people at that time, the north was the world of the underworld and the most terrifying world.

When everyone was walking south, Ning Que continued to go north and entered the territory of Hebei Road. He followed the road at the foot of Minshan hard. On the road, he encountered a malicious thief, hiding in Avoiding in the grass, and in those grasses, he saw many cold bodies.

In a forest where the bark is about to be peeled clean, he was surrounded by a group of skinny hungry people, looking at the clothes. These hungry people should come from Yanbei, and the imperial family of Yan State was unable to provide relief. These hungry people naturally came to the territory of the Tang Empire.

"Unfortunately, it's a little kid, he doesn't have a few pounds of meat."

The hungry people looked at the muddy little boy with green light in their collars, much like the wolf Ning Que knew very well in the future, except that the wolf himself was very thin, and his fur was very festering.

"We have no energy, you take off your clothes and jump into that pot."

The hungry leader reached into his mouth with his finger and seemed to want to pull out a few pieces of shredded meat. He watched the little boy feel weak and said: "Be careful when jumping in. Don't splash too much water. No one has the extra energy to cut wood and burn water this year."

The seven or eight hungry people around the little boy nodded slowly, like a corpse that could barely move.

Ning Que looked at them and asked, "You have no strength, but I still have strength."

The hungry leader laughed like crying, stretched out his dead fingers, and tremblingly nodded the boy's face, and said, "If you still have the strength, why don't you run away quickly?"

Ning Que didn't say anything. He took out the hatchet with a whole way from the waist, exhausted all the strength accumulated by the fruit and weeds and the few small rice saved by the well-meaning people, jumped up and waved The hatchet severely cut the nose of the starving man.

He is too young, too small, too weak, even if he ca n’t jump too high, but the hungry people in the forest have been hungry for too many days, they have no strength anymore, they can only watch him swing out Got a hatchet.

With a puff, the little boy cut off, and wanted to cut off the hatchet that the hungry man led his nose, and pierced into the eye socket of the other party. Because the hunger was so thin, the eye socket of the hungry man was very clear. The picture that went in was very clear, and the sound that came out was also very clear. The rusty hatchet sharply penetrated his eyes directly, and then went deep into the brain.

The hungry people did not hum, but fell straight like a piece of wood.

Ning Que gasped forward, stepping on the neck of the hungry leader with his little feet, and pulled the hatchet out. With his movements, a blue-yellow liquid soared into the air, not blood.

He stared at the deflated eyeballs hanging on the hatchet for a long time, then looked up at the hungry people around like ghosts, and said: "If you want to eat people, eat yourself, I will not let you eat . "

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The mist lingering on the mountainside behind the academy is getting heavier, and the last twilight of the outside world has been engulfed. I do n’t know where from the woods there is a weird chirping of night birds, maybe crows or other birds.

Ning Que was walking on the sloped mountain road. Every time he stepped on a stone step, his body would be stiff for a long time, and the fog has been in it for a long time. He has walked more than a thousand stone steps. , But I do not know how far away from the top of the mountain.

If you look closely, you can see that his eyes are a bit out of focus. It seems that instead of looking at his feet, he looks at some pictures farther away, and at certain times longer ago.

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All the way to the north, along the Minshan Mountain to Hebei Road, ten rooms and nine empty, the fields have been completely occupied by the hungry people who came from the wasteland and Yanbei, but the drought lasted too long, and the children ate and exchanged food with each other. Most of the hungry people have become corpses beside the road, or food in the belly of the beasts in Minshan, and the corresponding risks that Ningque may encounter will become much less.

On this day, the long-lasting rain fell from the sky, and some villagers crawled out of the rural cellars. They wept and knelt in the rain, kowtowing to thank Hao Tian ’s pity, and more people were hungry enough to show no energy expression.

In the heavy rain, Ning Que sat under a small tree beside the mountain, looked around with a look of wonder, not knowing where he should go.

In these days, many victims have ventured into the vast Minshan. Although there are many beasts in the mountains, they can at least find food for the fruit belly. But he never went into the mountains because he knew that he was too weak now. Although he tried his best to kill the hungry people who had no strength, he had no strength to kill the terrible beasts in the mountains.

Pulling out the jerky from his arms, he opened his mouth to bite, tore off some shreds of meat vigorously, and then took a few sips of rain into the sky, chewed and swallowed into his belly, without any enjoyment on his face. After many days of torment, the white and tender little boy in the general's palace became extremely dirty and thin. The boy's lips were covered with cockling skin, and blood oozed out from time to time when chewing meat.

The rain was getting smaller, he checked the hatchet behind his waist, picked up the wooden stick beside him, and continued northward along the road at the foot of the mountain, at any time to ensure that he had time to escape into Minshan, because he knew that as the rain came Life is recovering, and those adults who are alive and healthier than before may become his enemies at any time.

There are many corpses piled up in front of the road. Those thin bodies have already rotted. At this time, they are soaked in the rain and there are a lot of stench. Several wild dogs that are also skinny are squatting beside the corpse to eat. With his head biting an arm with exposed bones, he was dragging back hard and groaning from time to time, and the other wild dog was sitting like a man, with his front paws on a thin, rotten thigh, He babbled.

Hearing Ning Que ’s footsteps, several wild dogs stopped eating, raised their heads cautiously, and stared at the little boy on the road, with a low and horrifying whimper, and two wild dogs judged that the little boy ’s figure should be made for them Without any threat, he even gave up the rotten corpse in front of him and began to approach Ning Que.

Ning Que stomped the ground with a wooden stick in his hand, and then took out the hatchet behind his waist, half-low, revealing slightly swollen teeth that were still bleeding, and yelled at the two wild dogs a few times.

Probably smelling the **** smell of the little boy, and realizing that the other party had a different degree of danger from the body shape, the wild dogs squeaked back, and scattered around the corpse, no longer eating, ready to wait until he left before continuing .

The rotten corpse beside the road, the house dog that was supposed to be seen in the nursing home has become a wild dog that rots and eats. Ning Que has seen many such pictures along the way. It has long been numb and has no feeling at all, so he Decided to leave right away, otherwise he would really be entangled with these wild dogs, maybe he will become a member of these carrion piles in the next moment.

As he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a very slight voice.

He glanced back at the carrion pile soaked in rain, without any movement, he was ready to leave again.

As he was about to leave again, the very slight voice rang again, this time the voice was very clear.

It was crying.

He walked back to the heap next to the pile of carcasses soaked in rain, roaring, waving wooden sticks and hatchets, driving away the wild dogs who felt the food was encroached on, and then chopping off a rotten thigh with a hatchet, far away Throwing into the rain fields.

The wild dogs whined twice, eating around the rotten thigh, and temporarily ignored his movements.

Listening to the faint crying from under the rotting corpse, Ning Que began to move the top corpse. His strength was indeed very small. Fortunately, when the dead died, they were already hungry and skinny. At this time, most of the internal organs were also The decay has turned into moisture, and it is not too difficult to move.

The tentacles were slippery and slippery, like some kind of oil sludge eaten during the New Year in Chang'an City. Ning Que threw away the carrion on his hands and continued to move. In the end, he finally saw the weak crying master.

A half-bowed body lying in the field, wearing a Ding-like dress, turned the body over and saw the little baby soaked in rain and corpse. The baby was pale, her lips were dark blue, her eyes were closed, her hair could not be imagined, how she survived, and how she was able to cry just now.

Ning Que wiped the carrion from her hands on her trousers, then carefully picked up the baby, watching her silent for a long time and said, "You don't want me to leave, so you cry?"

He jumped off the carrion heap with his baby, and walked along the road to the distance. The wild dogs who had been staring at the green light for a long time, saw him finally gone, and uttered a joyous whine, and ran back to carrion In the pile, there was a gurgling sound after a while.

Silently, the heavy rain fell again.

Ning Que glanced at Minshan in the distance and looked down at the pale baby, thinking that if you let it rain again, I'm afraid you won't be able to cry anymore. He wanted to find something to cover the rain, and then he saw a black umbrella beside the road.

That black umbrella is very big, very old, and dirty.

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Fog remained on the mountain road.

Ning Que bowed his head slightly, standing between the steep stone steps, unable to take a step for a long time.

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With a swish, a feather arrow accurately hit a gray rabbit.

Ning Que stepped forward as if walking forward, glad to pick up the gray rabbit, with two wrong hands, sharply twist the gray rabbit's neck, and then throw it into the bag behind him. The bag behind the boy was heavy, and it seemed that he had loaded a lot of prey.

Crouching under the tree and sniffing, he pulled the piece of vines behind the tree and climbed a steep path towards the cliff. In the grass on the cliff near the spring nest, he saw it with satisfaction for three days. The biggest result.

A rock sheep fell to the ground and cried out in pain. The two lambs were looking at it in vain and helplessly, using their heads to push their mouths and noses from time to time. I wonder if they wanted to add some strength and confidence to it, or Want to comfort relatives before death.

Ning Que stepped forward quietly, and raised a rope head in the bush, and pulled it violently. The trapping traps hidden in the grass tightened violently, and the two lambs thundered and fell heavily. Falling down, the hoofs were tied together.

The big rock sheep, whose hind legs were caught by the trapped beast, struggled desperately, looking at the lambs with their hooves and screaming anxiously.

"Your life is good, at least someone else is worried for you."

Ning Que walked to the beast clip, looked at the two lambs lying in the grass, shook his head, and then pulled out a knife from his waist, and stabbed through the neck of the big rock sheep directly.

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"I am back."

Ning Que dragged the body of the rock sheep, carrying a heavy bag, holding two lambs, and returned to the dilapidated hunting house among the trees.

A little girl ran out to meet him. She was about four or five years old. She was dressed in animal skin and had a dark complexion.

The hunting house was very dilapidated and the light was dim. The old hunter sitting by the copper brazier put down his cigarette rod and looked at Ning Que without expression. He spit a spit on the ground and said, "How is the harvest today?"

"Good." Ning Que said.

The old Orion's face was covered with wrinkles, but you should never expect to see any kindness on his face. All you can see is greed and coldness.

"Let's eat."

The old hunter grabbed a piece of meat and took a bite, feeling that the taste was a bit wrong, and yelled: "This dead nizi! Tell you to put less salt! Salt is so expensive! Who will give you money! You prodigal nizi! You will only eat lazi I use Lao Tzu. After two years of raising you, Lao Tzu will sell you to a prostitute for money! "

The little girl lowered her head, her eyes full of panic, Ning Que lowered her head, and looked at the sweet potato porridge in the bowl like clear soup. His eyes were reflected in the water, and she could vaguely see the star-like flames.

He has been listening to this kind of reprimand for many years. The old hunters eat meat. He and Sang Sang did n’t even have to drink the broth. He has endured this kind of treatment for many years. He was already used to it, but he seems to have no way Always get used to it.

Xiao Sangsang was holding the porridge bowl with two small hands, and his thin arms were shaking, and suddenly coughed.

Ning Que held out her hand to stabilize the bowl for her.

The old hunter took a sip of spirits and looked at them drunkenly and said, "If you are sensible, if the bowl breaks, how should I clean her up."

Ning Que glanced at the meat bowl in front of the old hunter, stood up and walked past, said very sincerely: "Grandpa, Sang Sang was sick again last night. Do you want her to eat a piece of meat?"

The old Orion slapped on Ning Que ’s head and squinted, “Is the prey for you? Is it for money or salt! I think I ’m not good to you, so I ’ll leave!” When will you grab me a tiger and pay back the money for these years with the tiger bones, I will let you go! Laozi spent a big price to hit a steel clip, but you have no use at all! "

Ning Que retreated back in silence.

The old hunter finished drinking and went out to check the prey that Ning Que brought back today.

After a moment, he walked in with a whip, slamming his head to Ning Que, cursing: "You prodigal! How many times did I teach you! The big guy dragged me back and slaughtered! Who let you Killed outside! "

Ning Que ’s face was covered with blood stains, but he did not avoid hiding, because he knew that avoiding had no meaning, and he lowered his head and explained: "That rock sheep is too heavy, I ca n’t come back without killing it first, and then I ’m very good Note that it should be fine to peel the skin. "

"What else do you do if you don't come back!"

The old Orion beat him angrily and growled: "You only know the skin, and you can sell money if you forget the blood! Damn it!"

"Fuck stuff!"

The old hunter walked out of the hunting house angrily.

Ning Que looked at Sang Sang, holding her porridge bowl with her head down, wiped the blood from her face, looked at her and said with a smile: "This is good, don't try to block the whip for me in the future, otherwise the old thing will pump Is more energetic. "

Sang Sang nodded vigorously, holding a large porridge bowl.

"Dead Nizi! Don't burn the bath water yet!"

Outside the house came the old Orion's screams of resentment and resentment. No one knew where his resentment came from.

Sang Sang raised his head and looked nervously at Ning Que.

Ning Que is stealing the meat that the old hunter forgot to hide, and nodded after a moment of silence.

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There are two worlds inside and outside the boundless Minshan.

The world outside the mountain has come to the Apocalypse of the Tang Dynasty for five years, and for people living in the mountain, the day is just a monotonous repetition of day after day. For the old hunters who took Ning Que and Sang Sang, this kind of There are finally some other pastimes in the monotonous repetition, such as whipping and insulting or something.

This year Ning Que will be ten years old and already a teenager.

Sang Sang was five years old this year.

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Sang Sang poured hot water into the bucket, and the mist was transpiring.

The old hunter in the barrel looked at her and scolded: "You dead nizi is black and dirty, and wash yourself quickly."

Sang Sang nodded, then walked out of the door and took a pot of hot water from Ning Que's hand and walked back with difficulty.

The hot water in the basin has just boiled and is very hot.

Sang Sang stood on the bench and poured onto the old Orion from head to toe.

There was an extremely sad cry from inside the house.

The old hunter ran out all over, with blistered blisters all over his body. He squinted and could n’t see clearly what was outside, holding a hunting knife that never left, waving like a lunatic, scolding in his mouth The most vicious swear words he knew.

With a loud bang, the metal pieces struck together, and the old hunter fell down with a louder scream.

His right leg was stepped in a stainless steel trap for hunting tigers, and he was half broken.

Ning Que and Sang Sang came over and looked at the old Orion in the pool of blood.

Even in this case, the old Orion still kept the cruelty of the mountain people, staring at Ning Que and screaming: "You bastard! You ungrateful thing! You must not die!"

"Well, we have reported it in the past few years, and now is the time for revenge."

Ning Que took out the hunting knife from behind, looked at the skin on the old Orion, and looked at the poor guy at the base of his **** thigh. Opportunity to bear it. "

"If you are not going to sell Sang Sang to a prostitute, we will not think of killing you."

"If you are not going to take a shower, we will not think about killing you."

Ning Que continued to say after watching him silence for a long time: "Actually just now ... if you are willing to let Sang Sang eat a piece of meat, maybe we will not kill you, we may just sneak away by ourselves.

The old Orion panted and stared at him.

Ning Que clenched the hunting knife in her hand and cut it sharply.

The old Orion's head fell.

A moment later, Ning Que walked out of the hunting house with a hardwood bow and arrow shaft of the boxwood, and his hunting knife swayed slightly in the waist.

Xiao Sangsang followed him with a **** umbrella.

"When you're tired, come to my back."

Then the two disappeared into the vast Minshan.

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The night is coming, and the thick fog behind the academy is like milk, thick and smooth.

Ning Que stood on the stone steps with his head down, and after a long silence, his hands slowly raised.

His hand held the fist hollow, as if holding an invisible knife.

The mountain breeze roared at night.

His body leaned slightly, and he slashed with a knife, breaking the night and the mountain road.

The sword stepped down, and the stone steps went up one level.

There was silence in the dense fog at the top of the mountain.

A pity-filled voice sounded: "I don't know what kind of suffering Ning Que has encountered in this life. I haven't heard him in the old bookstore. How is this mountain road to him ... so difficult."

"The mountain road is long, and the past has been turned into reality before the climber. If you can see through or underestimate, you may be able to relax, but if you can't see through, and you have a retreat and regret, then there is no hope of climbing. . "

The second brother's voice slowly sounded, and it was only then that there was finally a solemn respect in his voice.

"The two people who are climbing today are very interesting ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ especially Ning Que."

"Those memories and pains deep down in my heart, although I don't know the specifics, but he didn't want to forget them at all, and he didn't even feel the slightest remorse. He didn't even think it was necessary to see them. Facing the darkest ones deep in my heart In the corner, those most painful experiences, today and today, they still have exactly the same choices he made then. "

"If you can't see through, how can he keep his heart and keep it unchanged for years?"

"Since you don't want to see it through, you can only kill it."

"He wants to kill this mountain road."

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(For me personally, this chapter is very cool. The blood case involving a piece of meat is finally written. Because it is so cool, I report good news to everyone. I decided to write some more after eating. There is a chapter before twelve o'clock in the evening, I can't guarantee how many words, see you at night.)

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