"Your Excellency, your Excellency will help me."
The servant let out a cry of sorrow, and Cheng Muyou stood up on the ground, wanting to rush towards him again, but at this moment, a figure flashed in front of him and came to the monster first.
"Hey, look what this is."
Yan Niang said with a smile, she didn't know when there was a clay figure in her hand, the little man was wearing a red vest, tied a green gauze skirt, and stared at the monster in front of her with a hippie smile.
The monster froze for a moment, and then, a curious smile appeared on its face, it got up, staggered down from the servant, and stretched out its hand to grab the little man in Yan Niang's hand.
But this grasp was empty, because Yan Niang took two steps back to the side, separated from it by some distance.
The monster paused, then took two steps closer and stretched out its hand in the direction of the little man again.
At this critical moment, Yan Niang squatted down slightly, and pulled out the sword that the official had dropped on the ground.
A cold light flashed, and the sword slashed horizontally at the monster's neck, cutting off its head with a "bang".
The head spun a few times on the ground, and then stopped, but the monster's body was still standing in place, its arms stiffly stretched out towards the little man, and its palms were closed one by one, as if it was unwilling to hold it in its hands.
The look on Yan Niang's face gradually softened, she sighed, walked forward slowly, and stuffed the little man into the small, black palm.
The palm of the hand finally stopped moving, it clenched the clay figure in the palm of the palm, its body went soft, and it fell to the ground with a "plop".
Everything seemed to stand still, and little by little, the fog receded, revealing the towering spruce tree in the center of the fog.
There was a large hole in the base of the spruce, and the mist retreated down the hole and disappeared without a trace.
Yan Niang wiped her sweat, turned around and said to Cheng Muyou: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you come over and help." ” When she said this, Cheng Muyou came back from his trance, he walked to Yan Niang's side with his back, squatted down and looked at the body on the ground, his expression became more and more solemn.
"What are you thinking?"
Yan Niang looked at his back and asked.
"My father once said that the peace of the Great Song Dynasty was not easy to come by, and we must try our best to ensure this stable and stable situation since we take the imperial court.
At that time, I was still young, and I didn't understand the deep meaning of this sentence, but today I saw these children who were starved to death and eaten, and I understood the chill of his words. ” "Your father's father is Lord Hanlin's envoy?"
Cheng Muyou turned his head, "Exactly, but my father is an official in the court, and the two of us may not have seen each other for a long time," he looked at the corpse on the ground and frowned, "Miss Yan, what should we do with this corpse?"
” Yan Niang shrugged, "Your people are escaping, and you are injured, so you can only ask the adults to throw this head and body into the hole yourself." ” Cheng Muyou nodded, spread the sweat towel on the ground, and then put the monster's body and head on it, and carefully tied it into a small package.
After doing all this, he got up and walked under the spruce tree with Yan Niang, looked at the black pit below, and stood quietly for a long time.
"Girl, this hole must have been washed out by the rain some time ago......"
Yan Niang made a "shhhhh ” "Mother, I'm hungry."
"Dad, you've sharpened your knife, what are you going to do?"
"My sister is dead, the next ......
Will it be me next?
” "I don't want to die......
Don't want to die ......"
Cheng Muyou closed his eyes and said silently in his heart: "The heart is not lost, and it does not fall into life and death."
Love is not heavy, and it is not a woman.
I can't afford to read it, and I don't get tired of karma.
As soon as he let go of his hand, his burden fell straight down into the endless darkness.
Jiang Xixi opened her eyes in the dark, gasping for breath, just now in the dream, she returned to the cold and damp trap, and once again felt the blood and soul leave her body little by little, leaving only a dying body.
But the physical torment was still secondary, and the scene before her father's death hit her skull again and again, completely shattering her spirit, over and over again.
"Pity, run away, don't look back."
Dad used his body to form a wall, blocking the Liao soldiers who were surging like a tide behind him, his back was pierced, and the wound on his neck was bubbling outward, but the spirit supported his body to stand upright, and his hands mechanically pierced the stomach of one Liao soldier after another with spears, until the last moment of his life, he did not fall, he knelt on the ground on one knee, watching his daughter's figure disappear into the depths of the jungle, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"I can't die, I can't ......"
Jiang Xixi shouted in her heart, she sat up from the cold floor suddenly, but she felt a wave of dizziness, and her neck went soft and fell down.
Bastard.
Jiang Xixi scolded fiercely in her heart, and smashed her hand into a fist on the floor, but she didn't expect that wherever her fist went, something wet and sticky stuck to it.
Jiang Xixi hurriedly put her finger on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently, she gasped, it was blood, that's right, there was no trace of heat, it was dripping everywhere, it was human blood.
"Dong Xiang," Jiang Xixi barely called out these two words from her throat, but her voice was as thin as a mosquito and a fly, and quickly disappeared in the empty room, "Dong Xiang, what happened to him, how did you go?"
She let out a cry from the bottom of her heart, and then fell into the pool of blood and wept silently.
Sunlight streamed through the cracks in the leaves, illuminating the group of men and horses marching through the woods.
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Yan Niang picked a leaf and put it in her mouth, and played it softly, the tune was smooth and smooth, tactful and melodious, like a stream winding down in the forest.
Suddenly, there was a clear chirp from the sky, and a small bird with dark blue feathers flew out from among the layers of branches and leaves, and landed on a branch that leaned out next to it, and screamed sharply below.
"The monster died, and all these living creatures came back, and you see how happy it is."
The official who followed behind pointed to the bird and whispered.
Yan Niang also stopped blowing leaves, and listened carefully to the bird's call, the bird looked at her with a pair of black bean-like eyes, and her head gently swayed from side to side, as if she was pouring out and urging.
Eventually, it stopped chirping, and with a slight force of its claws flew upwards, disappearing into the lush foliage.
"The girl was so interested, she brought all the birds."
Cheng Muyou said behind his back.
"My lord," Yan Niang looked thoughtfully at the empty branches, "the matter of Jingfu seems to be more complicated. ”