The pit was not deep, but it was full of gray-white sacks, and my body fell on top of one of them, and rolled to the side, but even though it was only for a moment, I still felt what was in the sacks, they were hard and small, and in some places they were pointed, and the skin on my back was torn.
I knelt beside these sacks, and I was not afraid, it turned out that those playmates who had disappeared in the past six months had been left here, and in these bone bags, there should also be a small skeleton of my sister, whether she still had big confused eyes, I don't know why my father smashed the back of her head to pieces, and I don't know why she fed me with her own flesh and blood, so that I can live so long.
The sound of my father looking for someone gradually disappeared, I reverently knelt on the ground, kowtowed deeply to the sack piled up into a hill, and then climbed the pit wall with both hands to climb up, but tried several times, but failed to climb out of the pit, one is because I have not eaten for many days, coupled with the vicious disease, my body has been extremely weak, and the other is to blame this damn weather, snow and rain from above, making the pit wall slippery and muddy, often one hand just went up, and the foot below slid down without a fight.
After tossing like this for half an hour, the little strength left in my body was exhausted, and I lay next to the bag of bones that had been soaked in rain and snow, and laughed out loud: This is fate, I was originally going to be eaten by my father and mother and thrown into this big pit, and now although I have escaped, I can't fight against the destiny after all, and I will still die and rot slowly at the bottom of this pit.
I gave up my resistance to fate, fell asleep at the bottom of the pit, and when I was woken up by the rain, it was completely dark, and in a trance, I seemed to see a sack not far from me moving, and then, the hemp rope that tied the mouth of the bag slowly dispersed, and a tempting aroma wafted out from it, which was the smell of roast duck, no, not only that, but also steamed translucent white rice, fried crispy osmanthus sugar cake.
Suddenly saliva came out of my lips and teeth, and I crawled towards the sack, grabbed the delicious food, and chewed it vigorously, and in a few moments I finished the contents of the sack, so I opened the second sack, and then the third......
I don't remember what happened after that, I don't know how long I stayed in the pit, I don't know where the endless supply of food came from, I only know that the snow and rain gradually stopped, and the sun that had not been seen for many days fell again into the big pit full of bones.
In the bright white sunlight, a figure was looking down from the spruce tree, riding on a brown steed and dressed in military uniform, like a god in the nine heavens.
His eyes were full of pity and sorrow when he looked at me, but I was blurred by the tears in his gaze.
He ordered me to be rescued from the pit, and the moment I showed my head, I found behind him a long army, each with several bulging sacks of grain on each horse.
Yuquan was rescued from months of famine, and I returned to my home, my father and I were silent about what had happened that day, and that memory was like a boil on my body, slowly fading away with the passage of time.
But only I know that that thing has already taken root in my heart, and it is knotted in every inch of my texture, and it is one with me.
From that day on, I swore to myself that I would never live this life of being chased by hunger again, that I would be fed, no, not just fed, that all my desires would be satisfied, that I would be released, that I would control everything, that I would live the most free and easy life.
Jing Yunlai suddenly turned his head and looked at Yan Niang with a pair of wolf-like eyes, "I ate my own sister, in this world, there is anything I dare not do, I can't do, girl, you tell me."
After saying that, he lowered his head and laughed dryly, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, like a residual leaf that could be swept away by the wind at any time.
"Therefore, Master Jing's philosophy of life is to act according to his heart, and he has no regrets in this life."
Yan Niang piled up a sneer on her face.
Jing Yunlai didn't answer her words, and the old slave who had been standing quietly by the bed stepped forward and whispered, "Master, the soup is going to be cold," he said and helped Jing Yunlai to the bed and sat down, then gently picked up the bowl and fed a spoonful of soup into his mouth, "After telling the story for so long, my mouth is dry, drink this bowl of soup first, and after a while, it's time to burn the kiln, and the townspeople are waiting for the first fire of the master." ” "What?
Do you still want to go to the kiln?
Shi Jinyi didn't hold back, walked up and broke the soup bowl in the old slave's hand, "Tell me Miss Jiang's whereabouts first, otherwise I will kill you now." ” Jing Yunlai's face didn't show any anger, he took the handkerchief handed by the old slave, gently wiped the soup off his face, and then looked at Shi Jin with a slight smile, "It doesn't matter if I'm dead, it's just that Lord Cheng should deal with the court, the Xin'an Mansion case was not solved, but he killed the prince of the emperor's own title, Lord Shi, do you say that the black gauze hat on Lord Cheng's head is still alive?"
” Shi Jin was speechless for a while, he glanced at Cheng Muyou, and saw him standing expressionlessly, as if he hadn't noticed what had just happened, so he could only be silent, holding the sword and retreating.
Seeing this scene, Jing Yunlai laughed proudly twice, and then said to Cheng Muyou: "Lord Cheng, if there is nothing to do, then Jing will take the first step, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the townspeople are waiting for me to add the first fire to the Nawa kiln. ” After speaking, he laughed loudly and rushed out of the door, but when he passed by the pastor's side, he heard something whispered in his mouth: "People go to the empty building, people go to the empty building, the pagoda is a pagoda, the place where you detain them is the pagoda, right?"
” Jing Yunlai's feet froze, but his mouth was still tough, "Lord Cheng is afraid that he is confused, and he always says something that Jing doesn't understand, the pagoda is a pure place for Buddhism, but if Lord Cheng is suspicious, send someone to check it, and Jing will never stop it."
With that, he flicked his sleeves and strode out the door.
"My lord," Yan Niang stepped forward, her face was cold, and her tone was low, "We are one step late, Miss Jiang should no longer be in that pagoda, with Jing Yunlai's cunning, he should have transferred the people in the pagoda when he found out that the adults were suspicious, so Miss Jing left the four words of someone to go to the empty building." ” "I know," Cheng Muyou closed his eyes, his eyelashes pressed deeply, "but I still want to take a look, to see where she was last staying." ”