Chapter 106: mound

-
Whether this sorrow belongs to the person he cares about is actually not sure, because it is too far away, the echo between the valleys will inevitably be distorted, but such a howling method is really difficult to be a second person.
Snoring, I almost jumped up on the spot, and went all the way to the mountain, but because I was too forgetful, I took a few steps to stop the footsteps. The excessive movement caused the back to be violent. In response, when it was dark, it almost seemed that the wound had cracked again.
Holding on to the tree, he trembled his backhand and probed on his back. He took it back and did not have much fresh blood stains on his fingertips, so he relaxed his mind and did n’t dare to let it grow. Life is naturally to be cherished, so I can't wait any longer. I can only press it down and rush forward step by step within the range allowed by physical conditions.
My heart was in a hurry, and the voice came from the other side of the mountainside. I think it should be the place where the village is located, and I have at least half an hour to catch up from there. The speed at this foot is not comparable to ordinary people in the mountains.
The snoring sounded only once, and then there was no sound. The mountains and forests were quiet. Due to the injury, I couldn't even try to raise my breath and shouted back, I had to step up as soon as possible.
There can only be one expectation at this time, and I hope she never leaves too soon.
Wait for me.
A section of the road that has never been considered, but now it is enough to be breathless and very tired, while always keeping an eye on the injury, it is very exhausting to drive on the edge of the limit, this self-discipline is quite energy-intensive, not to mention I have not eaten in recent days What is too decent is inevitably tired after a long time of moving, but Rao is so, but even the breathing movement can't be too big, otherwise it will also involve the wound.
I was short of wheezing, and carefully controlled the frequency of breathing. During the cold spring season, a thin layer of sweat had appeared on the forehead. It was not clear how much time it took, but when it finally arrived, it was almost exhausted.
Although the injury was painful all the way, but fortunately it didn't matter, stopped and took a breath and looked at the scene.
The original high-walled Dazhai Mountain Dazhai has long disappeared, leaving nothing but ruins. The ruins were burnt and burnt everywhere, and I glanced over, occasionally seeing a few dark brown blood stains, more and more This place is gloomy and dilapidated. Mo said that the people in the village are me, who is a little bit outside, and will not feel good when I return to see it.
The only good thing is that no matter the enemy or me, a corpse has not been abandoned, or the officers and men have cleared the battlefield.
But where is she?
"Exercising? Exercising? Are you there?" I didn't dare to shout too hard, but I just increased the volume slightly, and there was still silence all around. This sound was almost enough, though it wasn't loud, shouted a few times and raised I touched my lips and made a few whistle, but I didn't respond, so I stepped inside, after all, this cottage is very large, and it can't be counted by standing and shouting.
Going all the way forward, there are squeaks of rubble under the feet, and the collapsed cokewood wall is blocked on the road, sometimes it needs to be turned over one by one. To myself at this moment, it is very troublesome, because of the mood, it is even more anxious. .
Going all the way, shouting all the way, the only answer was the wind. From Qianzhai to Houzhai, there were embers after the disaster. The difference was only caused by the attack of officers and men in Qianzhai, but it was done by the people in the village. It is said that the bamboo shoots brought a arson, if it was not for this, she might not have escaped at the time, and there would be no later ...
At this point, my heart could not help passing a trace of cold, and the pain on my back seemed to be more obvious. This incident still left a shadow. Once I recalled, the insecurity felt uncontrollable and inevitable. This deadly place, if it weren't for the moment when the sky is bright and the sky is bright, is really a bit embarrassing.
Or because of this, the desire to meet becomes more intense.
Only she can make me feel at ease.
But where is she?
There wasn't a single person. After walking around the whole cottage, and climbing around the ruins, he still didn't see it. He held the branch of a mountain climbing crutch in his hand and adjusted his breathing for a while. Going back to the mountain of trees and bamboo forests, there is the most familiar and most intimate part of the whole cottage, or the same is true for practicing children.
Today, when passing through the bamboo forest, I will pass through a new grave, which was opened up almost half a month. Most of the women who found the dead in the village during the siege and found the dead body were buried here, and Changzhu was divided into two parts on the spot. Hundreds of bamboo pieces instead of gravestones stand densely here, the wind blows, the bamboo forest is rustling, adding a bit of shadyness.
I didn't want to stay here for a long time, so I hurriedly passed by, and went straight to the hut in the sea of ​​trees. I didn't forget to call out along the way, but all I got was still silence.
I finally rushed there, but what I saw was very frustrating. The hut was completely destroyed. The bamboo shoots said that the tile could not be left for the officers and soldiers. She really did it. I ’m afraid the more important it is, the The more it was destroyed.
It's a bit dazed, and I've checked it all around. Is it really passing by? Or, was that uncertain sorrow originally a wrong judgment? Haven't Lingen returned yet?
My heart was full of doubts, some were indecisive, and unconscious in the subconscious, so I walked around aimlessly, thinking about sifting back again.
But when he passed the new tomb in Zhulin again, he stopped.
I just passed by in a hurry, so I did n’t pay close attention to it, and now I have discovered it for the second time. Compared with the last few days before, I seem to have added some changes.
So-called changes have been added, to be precise, new graves have been added, and they are not a few.
How is this going? The officers and soldiers would not be so kind, and the Zhaizhong Nuo soldiers should have been withdrawn that day and night, and there should be no time to do these. Could it be ... thoughts passed, a few steps to squat in front of the grave, and carefully look at the long bamboo The handwriting was disappointed immediately after being discerned. The lettering on it was so beautiful and beautiful that it was more skillful than the handwriting that can be called a rule. Obviously, it was from someone else's hand, not what he thought.
Misjudgment, lost sigh, was supporting to get up, Yu Guang was passing around, but he caught God again.
I just paid attention to distinguishing the handwriting. I did n’t pay attention to the content carved on the bamboo, and it was nothing more than a certain tomb. I do n’t remember people ’s names, so I did n’t go to my heart. Just now, An unintentional glance as he stood up, but glanced at a familiar name.
The grave is actually right next to it. It is the forefront position of the entire grave group, and the thick bamboo piece used to replace the gravestone is engraved with a few characters—the tomb for winter bamboo shoots.
While seeing these words, I couldn't help but take two steps back.
I took two steps backwards to reflect the ridiculous action. Even though the shadows still existed, I was not afraid of the step of Jing Sheng for ten years ... In addition to the fun, I also had more doubts. If this person really has Her death must have been at the military barracks at that moment. Who would have collected the corpse for her and buried it here?
And are these new graves added in the last battle all for the same reason?
Bewildered, I looked up and looked down, and then I found that beside the grave that wrote the tomb of winter bamboo shoots, there was still a pile of loess, cluttered there, as if it was too late to dig it out. .
Looking at the mess of the mound, I suddenly thought of another possibility. I squatted down in a hurry, and repeatedly dialed a few branches in the floating soil with my hands. I really pulled myself a half buried in the soil. Bamboo pieces come.
However, this bamboo piece has been cut off from it. Look again. It was no accident that another piece of debris was found nearby. The two pieces were put together and stared at each other. The typeface was three-pointed into the wood and it was clearly written-Yisister Bamboo. Fiber Tomb!
It's not pleasant to have a familiar name appear in this way. If the name belongs to you, it will be even stranger.
But no matter how you feel, the meaning of the word "sister" on it is quite convincing. There are many sisters called each other in this cottage, but not many of them are commensurate with my sister. You can rightly leave the right sister on the temporary grave. These two words, except for iron corals, are hard to associate with anyone else, not to mention that if she did this, she would be justified, but just what is the inexplicable basis of the clothes?
And more importantly, if this is a clothing mound, who digs it up?
Yes, it ’s not too late to do a good job, but a grave that was dug up after it was done. There are no traces of animals around it. Even if there are animals, this empty grave will not be dug. It was cut cleanly into two sections, and the fracture was smooth and flat. Obviously, the key is that the section is very new and brand new.
I looked up again and looked around, but when I saw the green bamboo forest, the sun was mottled, and there were no abnormalities. I could n’t even look at a living person except myself, but there was a lying stone not far away, and I vaguely remembered practicing In addition, I like to sit and meditate on it, but a large piece that was originally complete and smooth has now been split into two halves.
I didn't mind this before. The subconscious was caused by the war. At this moment, I walked a little and stroked it. It was smooth and smooth, everything was like tofu, and the crack was brand new.
My heart was heavy.
After that, I did n’t walk around anymore. I had flint on my body. I collected dead leaves and lit a fire in the bamboo forest. Then I guarded the fire and waited quietly with the new graves until ... … The sun sets.
The sun is setting, the sky is full of clouds, and standing up, sighing, it seems that she is not going to return to worship the crowd as she had hoped for the last time. Like she would do.
So I'm afraid I missed it.
Lianer has already come back and seen it. It is here that she dug up the loess grave with the name of bamboo fiber, and then broke the stele, pulled away, and would not come back in a short time. It's just a waste of time to wait.
I passed by with her.
Look at the red sky at the end of the sky, take a long breath in the wind, turn around and leave step by step.
It doesn't matter, even if she can't find me, I can find her.
It's not too difficult to find the famous Jade Rakshasa.
※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※
Looks like everyone is disappointed ... Well, sorry ~
Looks like this chapter has a few words ... Uh, sorry ~
Looks like tomorrow will make up more ... Well, don't be sorry about this ~ (-_-)
If you like the witch costume (gl), please collect it: (EbookFREE.me) The witch costume (gl) has the fastest literature update.