: Non-human (below)

The night passed and the day came again. The first day was raining outside, and the rain came in along the wall, soaking the rancid cells in dampness. Far and near, the snoring, the voice, the snoring sounds like a sneaky voice.
The jailer knocked on the cell and shouted loudly. After a while, the most violent prisoners were dragged out and tortured. I don’t know when, new prisoners were sent in.
The wounded in the same room squatted for a while in the afternoon, rolling weakly on the straw, with a cry in the shackles. You Hongzhuo was so painful and weak. He was only stunned by this voice for a long time. He looked up and looked at the wounded person. He saw that the face was full of knife marks and the nose was cut off. It was probably in this jail. Was tortured by the jailer. This is a member of a hungry ghost. Perhaps there was a black flag, but from a few clues, Yu Hongzhuo estimated that it was only a young man in his 20s.
You Hongzhuo is still less than twenty. For the age of the people, there is not much emotion. He just stayed silently in the corner and looked at the suffering of this person. The injury is too heavy. The other party will die sooner or later. The people in the middle are no longer in charge of him. The black flag of the moment is a must, and it will be necessary to accompany Wang Shitong for a few days. It is nothing more than the difference between death and death.
You Hongzhuo still can't figure out how he was caught as a black flag, and he couldn't figure out why the master he saw on the street didn't save himself. However, he now knows that he is not seen in this river. If you get the heroes, you will go to the righteousness and solve the dangers.
He felt that he was afraid of dying.
Young people have not lived in this world for 18 years. In the last half of the year, they have tasted too much sweet and sour taste. The whole family died, killed people, murdered, chopped, and almost starved to death. Nowadays, they are locked up and tortured. Cancun's all the way, if I said that I was quite angry at the beginning, I was locked in this cell at this time, but my heart gradually felt a sense of despair.
Because I couldn’t think of how to resist at the same time, my heart’s emotions about resistance were also weakened.
At night, the wounded in the same room spoke in the mouth of the wounded, and muttered, most of them didn’t know what to say. In the middle of the night, You Hongzhuo woke up in his own dream and heard the cry: It hurts... I hurt so much..."
"Oh... mother..." The wounded crying. "I am so hurt..."
It turns out that these black flags are also crying like this, and even crying and crying.
You Hongzhuo thought in his heart. The wounded person lingered for a long time, and it was hard to say. Someone in the opposite cell shouted: "Hey, you... you give him a happy! You give him a good time..." The opposite man is calling Yu Hongzhuo, You Hongzhuo lying In the darkness, I don’t want to move, but my tears slipped involuntarily from my face. It turned out that he couldn't help but think that this man in his twenties is dying, but he is only in his teens. Why can't he die here?
After lying for a long time, he rolled over from there and leaned toward the wounded. He reached for the injured person’s neck and reached the air. He looked at the person’s face, his body hurt, and listened to his ear. The man cried: "Hey, mother... brother... don't want to die..." Thinking of himself, the tears suddenly couldn't stop falling. The man in the opposite cell is puzzled: "Hey, you killed him to help him!" You Hongzhuo finally returned and went back in the darkness, and he replied slyly: "I can't get my hand."
"You, see him like this... If you can go out and kill you -"
"There is a kind of come to kill me -"
You Hongzhuo shouted in the hysteria.
The sudden sudden attack of the teenager suppressed the anger of the opposite side. The person in the cell at the moment may die, or will be executed in a few days. Most of them are desperate emotions. However, since You Hongzhuo has made it clear that he is not afraid of death, and the opposite can't really rush over, it is meaningless to say more.
After another day, the injured person was dying and only spoke nonsense occasionally. You Hongzhuo had pity, dragged the same injured body to get the water, and gave him a few mouthfuls. Every time at this time, the other party seemed to be much better. The words were clear, and they worked together. You Hongzhuo knows He had at least one brother and had parents before, but now he doesn't know if there is any.
In the evening, yesterday's two jailers came over and took Yu Hongzhuo out and tortured him. During the torture, I was the first to catch the fast track: "I am not afraid to tell you, which of the Kings has made a silver, let the brothers clean up you. Hey, if someone has filial piety outside, the official can also make you feel better."
You Hongzhuo is a lonely man, and he is alone. There are still relatives between the heavens and the earth. There are some silvers left by Mr. Zhao when he left, but it was one thing that he was saddened last night. Faced with these evil people, the boy Still a deadly temper, not open.
The two arresters quickly beat him to the flesh and blood, before he threw him back into prison. Their torture is also measured, although the pain is unbearable, but there has never been a big injury. This is to keep You Hongzhuo to be the most awake and to suffer more torture. They naturally know that You Hongzhuo was trapped in, since Not a black flag, you may still have some money and money. Although they tortured You Hongzhuo and received the money, it is also a good thing to get some extra money outside.
Was thrown back into the cell, and Yu Hongzhuo had no strength at all. He lay on the straw for a while, and when he did not know, he suddenly realized that the wounded prisoner next to him was no longer jealous.
He sat up hard, and the man next to him squinted as if he was looking at him, but his eyes were white and black, his face was awkward, and it took a long time to move slightly. He whispered, "Why... why... ..."
"Jurni... bad guys... dog officials... horses... bullies... army... Tianhu..." The wounded muttered, seemingly to be in the memory of the wicked in memory. Curse again. After a while, he said, "Oh... mother... don't eat, don't eat Guanyin... We don't give food to others, we..."
"Wait until the big brother defeats the Jurchen... defeat the Jurchen..."
"Why do you beat yourself? You are a Jurchen..."
This murmured voice was high and low, sometimes with a cry. You Hongzhuo was so painful at this time, just listening indifferently, the man in the opposite room reached out: "You give him a happy, you give him a happy, I beg you, I accept you..."
You Hongzhuo did not move, the man said a few times, the voice is getting higher: "I beg you! You know? You know? This brother's brother joined the army to fight the Jurchen, and his family is rich." When the family was famine, they opened the warehouse and gave the grain to the people. Later, they were beaten by the horses. They did not eat the food when they put them in their own home. He was eating Guanyin and died! You raise your hand and ask him to give him a Happy -"
You Hongzhuo wants to reach out, but he doesn't know why. He still can't lift his hand at the moment. After a moment, he opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice: "Haha, you are miserable. Who hasn't seen it worse yet?" You are miserable, how are the people killed by you, and many people have not recruited you to cough and cough... Zezhou people -"
He squatted in his throat. The man on the opposite side groaned and angered: "What do you say? Have you ever seen a person starving to death?"
"I almost starved and coughed -"

Is there any sight of what thousands of people have not eaten!? They just want to go south –

"If you want to go south, you also kill people -"
"Then... there is still a way to live and starve to death -"
After a few words on both sides, You Hongzhuo only lifted the bar: "...If Zezhou is in chaos, who is Zezhou?"
"...If it is outside, I will kill you!"
"Haha, come here!"
"Grass your mother! You must not die -"
In the laughter of You Hongzhuo, there was a buzzing sound around him. After a while, the crackdown of the jailer was ushered in. You Hongzhuo wiped the tears on his face in the darkness - those tears fell into the wound, it was so painful and painful, and those words were not what he really wanted to say, but in such a desperate environment, the maliciousness in his heart was really pressure. After all, he felt that he was really a wicked person.
The memory became stupid afterwards, and his body could not support the excitement. After the vent, the drowsiness came. There is nothing in the nightmare, he can see his parents in the fragment, the mother who was insulted and mad, the father who was humiliated and killed, he faintly saw a family of three when he was a child, sometimes the memory was broken, he saw Parents ate the Guanyin soil in hunger and died. The mother fed him porridge and fed it. He said,
Come faster, eat faster, mother is not hungry, eat well...
The mother’s stomach bulged slightly. However, in the dream, the terrible sobriety made him understand that the belly was muddy. He wanted to yell in his heart and could not scream. The little Yu Hongzhuo happily drank the porridge.
What kind of world is like this kind of dream? In the fragments of the dream, he also dreamed of those who were good to him. Several brothers and sisters killed each other in their dreams, and blood was everywhere. The figure of Mr. Zhao’s couple was flashing. In the hustle and bustle, there was a warm feeling. He opened his eyes. He didn’t know if he was in a dream or a reality. It was still a dim light. The body is not so painful, faint, is the feeling of bandages.
You can't let them die before you lie...
It seems that there is such a word, Yu Hongzhuo slightly biased, vaguely felt, seems to be in the nightmare.
The other side of the cell, sitting on the ground, not like the person seen in prison, it seems to be like Mr. Zhao. He was wearing a long gown, a small box next to him, sitting there, quietly holding the hand of the seriously injured young man.
The young man at the time of dying, whispering something in this darkness, You Hongzhuo subconsciously wants to listen, can't hear clearly, then Mr. Zhao also said something, Yu Hongzhuo's consciousness is sometimes clear, sometimes away, no Knowing when the voice of the speech was gone, Mr. Zhao pressed the injured person and got up and left. The injured person was quiet forever, away from the unspeakable pain...
After a while in prison, he was quiet and quiet. You Hongzhuo could not fully wake up, and finally fell into a deep sleep. Some words that he seemed to hear and did not seem to have heard, floated in the darkness, sank again, and woke up to him. At that time, he almost completely sinked into the depths of his consciousness and could not remember clearly.
- Like your brother, you are admirable, great people...
- I am honored to have existed in this world with people like you.
Zezhou big prison door ~EbookFREE.me~ Ning Yi opened his hand and, like other doctors, accepted the search of the jailer again. Some jailers passed by and looked at this scene with doubt. They didn’t understand why the head suddenly felt whim, and they had to organize the doctor to heal the seriously injured in the prison.
When you walked up the street, it was the deepest moment of the night. In the tail of June, there was no moon in the sky. After a while, a figure came quietly, and he walked side by side on the street: "Do you think that it is like Hangzhou?"
"You feel like a messy place in Hangzhou." Ning Yi laughed, and the woman named Liu watermelon turned around slightly. Her smile was clear, like her eyes, even after experiencing so many things. , still pure and firm.
They walked on the streets of the night, and the patrolling husband and army came over and did not find them. Even in such a night, there are still various forces and attempts in the cities where the lights are already swaying. People are doing their own layouts and trying to meet the collision. In this seemingly peaceful and infiltrating silence, it is about to push to the point of contact.
The morning light is awkward, and the fire of the white scorpion will have to replace the night... (to be continued.) ()