: The fifth year story 101, the hill of silence and howling

Huan...come to Nanqius.
Magic Train Station is a small platform, located outside the town. Get off the car and you can see this broken billboard. The wooden board has rotted, and its place is covered by a pile of weeds.
Woo!
Behind him, the siren roared. The magical train that no one got off the train started as if fleeing, and whizzed away with a scream that tore through the sky. With the departure of these two trains...
Silence has become the only thing that can be felt here.
Snow flakes...
Slowly fall.
It made the town look like it was covered with a hazy mist.
It's quiet...
It was silent as if there was no sound.
The road from the station to the town is covered with weeds and gravel. Obviously, no one has walked along this road for too long.
"Human kid... How long is the shelf life of the fire dragon tongue...?"
".................. Eight years. Well preserved, ten years."
"Ha ha ha ha ha."
The white snowflakes fell and hung on the body, giving people an inexplicable coldness. Little Bread looked at the small town in the distance, and pulled the idiot by the sleeve of the idiot in fear, softly, and whimpered twice.
The idiot looked at the town again, turned around, and walked to the bulletin board on the station. The guide on the bulletin board has already turned yellow, and many places have been peeled off. Finally, the idiot found the train schedule in a corner.
One class a week...
Look at the surrounding terrain again...it's terrible. Complicated and steep mountain roads wrap the town like a bowl. If you want to climb on foot, I'm afraid it will take more time. And those steep mountain roads are also very dangerous.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
The idiot gently hugged the little girl's shoulders, bringing her closer to herself. There is no way now, only to visit that small town first, and then talk about it.
Stepping on the snowflakes on the ground, two rows of footprints slowly extend towards this town. The more you walk, the more you can feel the rundown and depression of this town. But the only thing that can be fortunate is that this town is not a ruin. Inside, people are still living.
Stepping into the town, there are sparsely pedestrians walking on both sides of the road. No one can see any luster on their faces, as if they have lost any motivation. Looking around, a street that was supposed to be a bazaar was empty, and no merchants opened. But in the gap between the houses and the shadows, people lie there from time to time, staring at the crowd coming and going with a pair of dry eyes.
Something is wrong...
Obviously, this is not a commercial town. Even if it were, it must have been a long time ago. The instinct that has been tempered by being in the shadows for a long time tells the idiot that this place is "dangerous". Even if you live on the steep ridge, it will definitely be much safer than this small town!
Perceive the danger and leave immediately. For their own feelings, idiots never question why. He believed in his instinct, the instinct of a sewer rat. However, just when he pulled the bun and wanted to turn around and leave...
"Wow! Wow wow!!!"
In the dark alley, a dry hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Xiao Bread's arm.
At this moment, it is snowing in the sky. Little Bread felt as cold as the winter snow from holding his own hands. She jumped up in shock, shaking her arms hard, she was already crying in fear. Seeing this, the idiot immediately hugged her arm and pulled hard, and at the same time quickly stepped back three steps, watching this hand vigilantly.
"I...so hungry...please...give me something to eat...to eat..."
The owner of the hand is a middle-aged woman with deeply sunken cheeks. She looked no different from a bone wrapped in skin. The yellowed teeth and almost all the hair that fell out made her look like a person. Xiao Bread had not seen such a person since he was sensible. He buried his face in the idiot's chest in fear and sobbed low.
"Good-hearted people...give me... something to eat..."
This kind of idiot has seen many people, and he is very familiar with it. It only takes a little bit of hunger, cold, and despair to turn a person into this look. And he also knew that the life of such a person would not be too long.
The dry eyes of the middle-aged woman almost went out of her eyes. Although she could not say that the nutrition was too good, she could be regarded as a bun for healthy growth. She knew that it was absolutely impossible for such a girl to appear in the town of Nanqiusi today. Then, the other party must be an outsider. And since it is an outsider, there must be water and food.
"I'm hungry………………"
The woman crawled out of the shadows, her withered body crawling on the white snow, pulling out an imprint that moved forward like a worm. She stared at those eyes, and there was hunger in them. Seeing her appearance, the idiot took a step back again alertly, put the bun down, let her stand behind her, ready to escape at any time.
"I'm hungry... I want to eat... I'm hungry... I'm hungry... I'm... Hungry!!!"
Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly jumped up like crazy! Standing up completely, she caused the idiot's pupils to shrink for a while, because the black spots on the woman's bare chest that seemed to depict bones made him breathe in cold air.
The idiot hugged the bun and jumped again two steps later, and easily avoided the woman's pounce. At this moment, hearing this woman's hoarse voice, the sparse people on both sides of the street turned their heads one after another, looking at the idiot. Under the gaze of everyone, the idiot can't openly reveal the darkness. Now, he just wants to be able to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible with a small bread...
However, just when he turned around and wanted to put down the bun in his arms again...
Just as a snowflake in the sky fell into his neck, it made him feel a gloomy moment...
A person suddenly jumped in from the side. Taking advantage of the idiot's unpreparedness, he slammed his shoulder hard.
The strength of the incoming person is not great, at least, for the idiot. Except for knocking down the backpack on his shoulder and strewn the documents inside, his collision had no effect at all. After hitting the idiot's shoulder, the man staggered and fell, but before he fell...
His hand grabbed Bun's arm and pulled.
And the other hand pulled out a cold light and stabbed the little girl's body without mercy...

Ten minutes ago...
In the small town of Nanqiusi covered in snow and ice, a man in a cloak was walking slowly.
He walked slowly and carefully. Every step was struggling to step in the shadow, as if to escape something.
As his steps get closer to the edge of the town, the smile under the cloak will become more excited. This man smiled, ecstatic, carnival about the freedom he was about to regain...
"where is it?"
"There! That's the cloak!"
"I see it! It's there!!!"
However, his victory results betrayed him at the last moment. A dozen people with sticks, straw forks, and axes rushed over from the other side of the street. They looked around, and soon found the soul stunned under the cloak, and immediately rushed over with red eyes.
"Don't run! Hey, come back! You can't run outside! Hurry up and go back with us!"
The soul under the cloak heard the chasing of others, and the whisper at the corner of his mouth immediately turned into panic. He no longer dared to walk in silence. At this moment, he began to vigorously rush towards the edge of the town. Reached out his hand towards the gray but vast sky...
"Ah...ah!"
There was an unexplained noise in his throat, and as his feet ran, the color on his face turned into joy again. He stretched out his hands, grabbed to the empty sky, stretched out... grasped...
bump------
The wooden stick hit his shoulder hard.
"Let go of me...! Let go... Let me go! I don't want to die... I don't want to die!"
After the heavy blow, several men pressed the man to the ground with gloved hands. Through the white snowy surface, you can clearly see the black spots on his bare back. Once suppressed, the person's mental condition began to appear very unstable, his limbs moved in disorder, and he became restless.
"Doctor, he is about to have an attack, please take a sedative quickly."
Then the person who felt it immediately spoke up, and a doctor in a white coat nodded, and immediately took out the syringe and medicine from the medicine chest he carried. However, he did not take the potion bottle with the words "Sedatives", but another bottle with the bone symbol.
All the people who pressed the man saw.
But no one said anything.
Because this kind of thing has been executed too many times. For those onlookers, the term sedative can make their conscience and their own conscience a little better.
The crushed man turned his head away, and the mark of his bones was deeply embedded in his pupils like a brand. Seeing this, he struggled even harder. At the same time, I wanted to call for help. But the doctor was quick, and at the moment he just opened his mouth, he pressed his head and pressed hard...
Come on.
"Oh ah ah ah!!!"
His tongue was bitten off by his chin.
"May you return to the goddess. Be favored by the goddess."
The doctor prayed softly in the ears of the man who was screaming in pain, and after that, he plunged the syringe into the man's arm without hesitation.