Chapter 317: We are both fallen people at the end of the world
Chapter 317: We are both fallen people at the end of the world
Chen Sanlang was already running a fever and had not rested well last night. He walked for a while, then gritted his teeth and forced himself to catch up.
Sweat kept coming out of his forehead and the clothes on his back were soaked. Chen Sanlang walked slower and slower, his legs weak and he sat down under a big tree at the intersection.
He slowly collapsed on the stone circle under the tree. Someone came over to rest and found something wrong. Chen Sanlang's face was flushed red, and he was shivering from the cold. He clasped his arms tightly together, and his upper and lower teeth were chattering with each other.
An old woman passing by saw this and came over to feel Chen Sanlang's forehead, then felt his pulse, and said to the people around her with pity: "Did you see who this child came with? Who saw it?"
Later, he began to shout anxiously, "Does anyone recognize him? This child has a high fever. We need to find a doctor quickly."
After saying that, he touched his purse and walked towards the shop opposite. The onlookers looked at him in confusion.
After a while, the old lady was driven out. The waiter shook the cloth on his shoulders and swung it in the air, as if there was something dirty that needed to be driven away quickly, "Go away, go away, what does this have to do with us? Go away..."
The clerk was swinging the towel in the air. The old woman looked back at the name of the store, shook her head and then walked to the next store.
Soon a waiter and a middle-aged man in a robe ran towards the stone circle under the tree, followed by the old woman.
Chen Sanlang was unconscious. Manager Guo touched Chen Sanlang's forehead, which was hot. "We need to find a doctor first. Go get two people working in the backyard to carry the man in. We can't get him on the rocks here. Go quickly."
When the old woman saw Chen Sanlang being sent to the backyard of the shop, she left with peace of mind, and the onlookers gradually dispersed.
This time, Chen Sanlang had a high fever and was in a coma for the whole day. Manager Guo asked the doctor to prescribe some medicine. The waiter gave him three doses of medicine, and only then did the fever go away and he became a little more awake.
The next morning, Chen Sanlang was confused by the environment he saw when he opened his eyes. He looked around. Where is this? ...
At the moment when Chen Sanlang woke up, Wang Jinyi, who was far away in Beining Prefecture, also woke up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw my mother sitting at the table in the quiet room, copying something, and Zhu Yu standing beside her, slowly grinding ink.
Wang Jinyi struggled to turn over, but it hurt her wound and she gasped in pain.
"Hiss... um..."
Mother and Zhu Yu turned around at the same time, seeing Wang Jinyi trying to turn over and run over to stop her.
"Miss, don't move..."
"Jin'er, be good and don't move."
"Mother, where is this? Why can't I remember?"
"No hurry, you're too tired. You'll remember it after a rest. Are you hungry?"
Wang Jinyi wanted to stretch, and felt a real tearing pain in his back, "Ah!"
"Mother, what's wrong with me?"
The mother looked at Wang Jinyi with pity, gently brushed the hair off the child's face, and said softly: "You hurt your back, just rest well." Wang Jinyi rubbed his temple and nodded ignorantly.
When the maid came in with the medicine, Wang Jinyi asked in confusion, "Mother, what's wrong with my head? Why don't I recognize this maid? Who is Zhu Yu?"
"Miss..." Zhu Yu glanced at the lady.
The lady nodded in agreement.
"Miss, this is Beining Prefecture. Do you remember? You and your clan's convoy came to Beining to cut the ribbon for the elementary school. Later, some accidents happened. The inn you were staying in caught fire, so you moved to this house. At night, the northern barbarians attacked and you were injured..."
As Zhu Yu narrated, frames of images appeared in Wang Jinyi's mind:
The man leading the group in the dark night was tall and strong, dragging a long knife, with a black cloth covering the lower half of his face, and his eyes staring at him grimly.
The long knife in front of her was shining with cold light, slashing towards her. Wang Jinyi quickly dodged it, and the blade, along with her long hair, fluttered down from her eyes...
The cold light on the blade was right in front of him, and it flew over again...
Wang Jinyi's consciousness was awakened by the cold light of the long sword, and he was soaked in cold sweat.
"Mother..."
Wang Jinyi reached out and hugged her mother, burying her head tightly in her arms...
The mother knew that her child had remembered something terrible. She hugged her daughter tightly in her arms, her eyes filled with fear.
Two days ago, he rushed to Bac Ninh Prefecture day and night. The first time he saw his daughter on the bed, he did not have time to understand the details of what had happened. He only saw Doctor Wang applying medicine on his daughter's back.
I was chased out before I could see anything clearly. I waited for two hours in fear before I was allowed to enter my daughter's room.
The child was lying prone on the bed, motionless, his face was terribly pale, and he was lifeless.
When I looked closer, it was even more strange. The daughter's hair was scattered unevenly on the sides of her face, and the shortest hair was like short embroidery needles, standing straight on the top of her head.
My daughter was injured, and there were people dead and injured in the yard. No one could tell what the child had gone through.
It was not until Wu Mei woke up that the tribe members learned what had happened:
The tribesmen listened to Wu Mei's intermittent talk, as if they saw a nine-year-old girl in the blood mist splattering all over the sky, calmly raising the corners of her lips and confidently facing the enemy.
During the battle, Wang Jinyi shot the last arrow at the masked man who was besieging Bai Shu. Bai Shu crawled out of the door with two knife wounds and asked for help. Only then did the city defense soldiers notice the backyard and arrive in time.
The uncle cried bitterly, blaming himself, "Why didn't I take the Taoist priest's words seriously? Oh..."
The elder asked solemnly without raising his head: "What?"
"On the way, the child suddenly had a fever. A Taoist priest looked at the child and said he wanted to find the child's relatives. I went in to ask, and the Taoist priest said that the child would have a bloody disaster within half a month.
I was very careful at first and asked two Mr. Wu to protect me all the time. Then the incident at the inn happened and I thought everything was fine. But I never expected..."
One of the elders asked in confusion, "Why do you think the northern barbarians keep chasing this kid and chopping him endlessly?"
"Barbarians don't follow reason. They just keep burning, killing and looting! If you fight back, I'll chase you and chop you down..."
"The child was isolated and helpless at the time, but he managed to hold on for so long and calmly asked someone to go out and report the news. Just for this reason, I admire this child..."
What happened next was that the tribesmen asked Wu Mei some details, and her mother kept her head down and cried. She knew that crying like this in front of all the elders seemed like dissatisfaction and accusation, but her tears were disobedient and flowed all over her face unconsciously.
One can imagine how thrilling the environment the daughter was in at the time, how terrified the little girl was, and she probably kept calling for her mother...
The heartache of a mother's regret.
Zhu Yu stood silently behind her mother, her clothes wet with tears. She bit her lips tightly, not daring to make a sound for fear of upsetting her mother.
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