Chapter 312: If this is a sweet dream

Axi is a five-year-old girl.
But to outsiders, she was a five-year-old boy, a bald boy who could count the ribs at a glance.
She has been living in the Blackpool tribe since she can remember.
As a slave.
She lives in a low, small cave called the Slave Cave. What she usually likes to do is to sit in the shadow at the entrance of the cave and look outside with her eyes wide open. Look at the Kurosawa kids who are dressed in clean linen and are as strong as a small calf, running and playing in the sun, laughing wanton.
She envied and yearned.
They are so happy, she thought.
It’s such a blessing to be able to run freely without worrying about eating and drinking, without being beaten.
Axi likes to hide in a dark corner to watch them-even if you can't be them, it's good to be able to watch them.
But today, she failed to see the picture she wanted to see. I don't know why, all of Kurosawa's children are gone, not only children, but not even adults. The outside is empty.
"Axi, come and help me pick the pus!" A hoarse woman's voice came from the dark small cave.
Axi got up and walked slowly into the dark cave.
She passed many people lying on the ground and sleeping with their eyes closed. These people, like her, are slaves. The reason they go to bed during the day is because they are hungry and have no energy, or because they have been beaten, they are closing their eyes to recuperate.
This small cave is always dark and lifeless, filled with the smell of excrement, and the more you go in, the greater the smell, which makes people unable to hold their noses. It is completely different from the bright sunshine and fresh air outside, and it is completely two worlds.
The cave was very small, and Axi walked up to the woman who called her without taking a few steps.
This is a teenage woman, her name is Cao Que, her sister, she doesn't look alike, but she looks exactly the same in terms of thinness. At this moment she was lying crookedly on a tattered animal skin, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her dirty skin was covered with weal marks.
These whips were hit a few days ago, and the wounds grew pus, mixed with the blooming flesh and blood, emitting a foul smell.
Seeing Ah Xi coming, Cao Que was breathing heavily, weakly and viciously yelling at her: "You heartless little beast! Dirty and disgusting reptile! A child who likes to see Kurosawa so much? Huh? I really want to be black. Are you from the Ze tribe?!"
"I really regret that I didn't choke you to death in the first place! I have saved food for you to eat!"
Because of the long-term torture, Caoque's mentality has also changed drastically because of the collapse, and she often verbally abuses her sister.
Axi lowered her head and said nothing.
The dirty hair hangs down in strands, and the thin neck seems to be unable to hold the big head at any time and snaps off.
"...Remember! You are a member of the Langya tribe! You are a member of the Langya tribe!!" The grass bird screamed horribly.
Axi did not speak.
She doesn't like the Langya tribe. In her heart, this name represents humbleness and misfortune. If she can, she really wants to be a member of the Blackpool tribe, not the wolffang tribe.
After the grass bird scolded, it was a little better, and he beckoned to Axi and shouted in an angry tone: "Hurry up and help me pick the pustules!"
Axi lowered her head and walked over, using the sharpened bone dregs to help her sister pick up pustules.
The welt marks on the grass sparrow were shocking, and the disgusting pustules made it look very hideous, but Axi didn't notice it, just lowered his head and carefully used the pustules to break it.
She knew how the whip marks on her sister came from.
Two days ago, when her sister's slightly convex belly collapsed, some people from Kurosawa came to strip her naked and pressed her down. Her sister was lying naked on the dirty mud floor, waving her hands weakly to bear it, maybe it was too painful, so she scratched the person's back, and accidentally scratched his skin.
The black man became angry and gave her sister a few whips with a whip. And her sister can only lie on the dirty ground and wriggle like a bug.
She was not far away, curled up in the darkness with her knees, watching this scene with her eyes wide open.
This scene is very common. At this moment, she will let go of her envy and start to hate the people of the Blackpool tribe, wishing them all die.
But what use is envy or hatred?
No matter what they think, the Blackpool people still live well, and they still can't become the Blackpool tribe.
But the unchanging days have changed today.
Just after she had picked the pustules for Sister A, several Blackpool warriors walked in coldly and pointed out that all the werewolves in the small cave were to come out.
A Xi followed A sister out in a daze.
Her sister was very scared. She had been holding her hand tightly, her palms were sweaty and her body was shaking like a sieve.
A large group of Blackpool fighters waited for them at the end.
She had never seen so many Blackpool warriors. They were crushed, all looking at them with cold and malicious eyes, as if to chop off their heads.
Axi couldn't help but feel a little soft, thinking that something "very bad" was about to happen.
But the result did not.
They were led to the center of the crowd. Several people who were particularly noble at first glance stood there, and the very noble Blackpool even put their hands on their foreheads one by one.
She vaguely washed away the cyan pattern on her forehead with water, vaguely followed the two seemingly powerful and noble warriors to leave the Blackpool tribe. Unconsciously, he came to a particularly beautiful place much better than the Blackpool Tribe.
A tribe called Tushan.
Her sister has never been so happy.
Kneeling on the grass like this, hugging her crying, howling and laughing, and strangling her bones.
"Axi, we are no longer slaves! You don't have to pretend to be a boy anymore!" The grass bird said to her choked with tears.
Not a slave anymore?
A carefully listened to the conversation of the adults and realized that he was now a Tushan tribe.
She didn't know what it meant at the time.
But when the hot, tempting food was brought to them, she seemed to understand.
"These... are they for us?"
With her eyes wide open, she cautiously asked the aunt who brought the food.
This aunt is called Pheasant, and it is said that she was once from the Langya tribe, but she is completely different from the Langya tribe she remembers.
She looks beautiful, with strong arms, strong muscles, a healthy blush on her cheeks, wearing a clean and beautiful fur coat, and even the nails are clean.
After she asked this question in a low voice, the aunt named Pheasant cried all of a sudden and said with tears:
"Eat as much as you want! Eat whatever you want!"
Axi was dumbfounded.
These foods are so good and so fragrant, I am afraid that even the soldiers of Blackpool can't eat them? Let her eat whatever you want? !
She almost gobbled up the food, and while eating, the tears fell down and fell into the mouth along with the food. Not only her, but almost all the werewolves that came out of the Blackpool Slave Hole ate while crying.
She didn't stop until her belly was bursting~EbookFREE.me~.
The aunt named Pheasant took her hand again, and took all the werewolves to the stream for cleaning.
When Axi saw this clear river, she couldn't help but start to daze.
It is the beginning of the dry season, and the Blackpool tribe has begun to save water. Slaves like them only have water to drink, and there is no water to wash their faces.
However, "Auntie Pheasant" said that this stream is safe and they can clean it as they please.
After Axi recovered, she was crazy.
Holding her full belly, she rushed to the stream arbitrarily like other Kurosawa children, and then stood in the shallow stream, splashing water and scrubbing herself.
The clear stream took away the dirt, the sewage was washed away and disappeared, and an unusually clean Axi walked out of the stream.
Then they were taken to rest in a tall stone house.
She and her sister were assigned to the same stone house, and in this large, clean and tidy stone house, only she and her sister lived together.
Axi climbed onto the stone kang almost on the same hand.
When she lay neatly on the soft animal skin blanket, cuddling with sister A, stroking her full, warm belly, she was still in a daze.
Is all this true?
Was it because she was too eager, so she became dizzy and had a very real dream?
She did not dare to close her eyes, trying to resist the drowsiness of her body, staring straight at the dark void with her eyes wide open. I'm afraid that when I wake up, I will return to the dirty and smelly slave cave.
Pulling the soft animal skin blanket, she kept praying in her heart.
If this is a sweet dream, please don't wake up.
Don't wake up.
Don't wake up.
Don't wake up...
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