In the midst of famine, it is difficult to be populated, and the mountains here are remote, the land is barren, and it is not suitable for mortals to cultivate and live.
I saw thorns everywhere here, thorny vines crawling on the ground, because the land here is very barren, which makes the branches of the trees and old vines burnt at the end.
In such a remote country, when the hot sun hangs on the sky, both trees and climbing vines are sickly. Even if there are occasional birds and beasts, they are hiding in the shade with their heads drooping and panting. .
In such a wilderness, everything is boring, everything is lingering, although there are green branches and wild vines, but there is no real life, it seems that all life here will only lie down and wait for death.
It gives people a feeling of sickness. When all life grows here, you will feel bored. Everything in the world is nothing more than that. There is nothing worth living in the world, nothing worth pursuing. of.
When the hot sun is shining above your head, when you look at the green trees and wild vines that are sick and wilting, when you see the scorched yellow on a large treetop, when the heat is steaming at noon, you will have a feeling, To live here, it is better to bury yourself here, die here, forget it, don’t live!
Just like this boring wilderness, there is a small flat land halfway up the mountain. This small flat land is surrounded by thorny wild vines and growing thatch with sharp leaves.
There is a small hut built in such a small flat ground. The hut is framed by old wood, and then mud is used to paste it up one by one. This is a very primitive hut, and even the roof is made of old bark. .
From this hut, you can see how poor the owner of this house is, and let people know that the owner of this house is living in a barren life.
The wooden door of the hut is concealed. When there is a weak breeze sometimes, the wooden door will make a weak "squeak-squeak-squeak-" sound.
There is a small road in front of the house, let’s call it a small road for the time being, because such a small road is full of thorns, and there are no traces of the road. It can only be said that someone has walked here. Bar.
It can be seen from such a path that no one has been here at all, except for the owner of the hut who occasionally walks down the mountain or something, no one has ever walked this path anymore.
Just like this, there was almost no way to find the road. Today, a young man climbed up. This young man picked off the weeds and thorns, and climbed all the way from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, and climbed to the front of the hut.
The young man who climbed up from the mountain was Li Qiye. When he saw this hut, he couldn't help but smile.
There is a small open space next to the hut. In this open space, there are so many vegetables. In addition to the small vegetables, there is also a small ridge of sweet potatoes.
At this moment, there was an old man working on this small vegetable plot. In fact, this old man was not too old. Based on the age of a mortal, he was about fifty years old.
Although he is fifty years old from the perspective of his age, he is a little shabby, looks very old and vicissitudes of life.
The old man was wearing gray clothes, and the clothes were pale in gray. It can be seen that the old man washed and washed such clothes. Although the clothes are often washed for years, they also look worn and dirty.
Even though the clothes are often washed, they are not very clean, and the old people are ploughing the fields and they are stained with dirt.
The old man’s face does not have many wrinkles, but his face is yellowish and the skin of his hands looks dark. It can be seen that the old man is not only poor in food and housing, but also has been working for many years, which is obviously malnourished.
The old man's hair was gray and sparse. Although he combed it neatly every day, he inadvertently made it a little messy during work.
When the old man opens his mouth sometimes, he will find that there are not many teeth left in his mouth, and a few sparse teeth are still growing there. Even if there are only a few teeth left, they are still black, yellow, black and yellow. And the old tooth has already appeared decayed.
It's such an old man living in such a wild suburb, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. On weekdays, he can only rely on a little crop that grows out of the land to satisfy his hunger, and barely let himself starve to death, and spend it here. Day after day.
Imagine this is an old man living alone in the wilderness, with no children under his knees, and no relatives or friends to visit on weekdays, let alone neighbors. Facing the loess during the day, working with the back of the scorching sun, and falling asleep in the dark night of the wooden couch at night, what a barren life, what a lonely life.
At this time, the old man wielded an old hoe with both hands, hoeing the sweet potato growing in the soil. He is also getting older, and every time he hoe is hard, the young man can hoe out the sweet potatoes in the soil with a hoe or two, and he has to swing at least a dozen hoe to hoe it out.
After hoeing out the muddy sweet potato, he squatted down and knocked the dirt out one by one and put it in the bamboo basket that had broken a small hole.
Every time the hoe picked up a sweet potato, the old man panted with exhaustion.
As he watched the old man hoe the ground, Li Qiye couldn't help but smiled, walked over without saying a word, bent down, picked up the hoeed sweet potato, knocked off the soil, and put it in the bamboo sprouts.
In this way, the old man was hoeing the soil hard, while Li Qiye was picking up sweet potatoes. Every time he swiped his hoe three or five times, the old man would put down and take a breath and rest for a while, while Li Qiye was at ease, slowly picking up the sweet potatoes. Knock off the dirt on the sweet potato very rhythmically.
The two people worked together perfectly, but they didn't say a word to each other from beginning to end, as if it were a matter of course, everything was normal.
After spending most of the day, the old man finally hoeed out six or seven sweet potatoes from the soil. At this time, the old man picked up the bamboo thorns, found the hoe, and went back to his hut.
Without the old man's invitation, Li Qiye also walked into the hut, only to see that it was a little dark inside, even after walking in in broad daylight, it was dark in front of him, and it was hard to get used to it.
There are not many things in the cabin, and it can even be said that there is nothing superfluous. There is a wooden bed on the left side of the cabin. Although the quilt on the bed has been washed, it is also dark. On the right is an earthen stove, and an old iron pan is about to rust.
There is a wooden table near the window, and the small wooden table can only sit two or three people, and all eating and tea are on this wooden table.
At this moment Li Qiye was sitting in front of this simple wooden table, looking at the wild field outside, the sickly trees and wild vines, he couldn't help his chin with his palms, and he fell asleep, as if he was about to fall asleep. .
The old man had already lighted the fire and boiled the sweet potatoes, and saw the flames beating at the mouth of the stove. This was probably the only thing that was still active in this world. When seeing the flame beating, at least let people know that they are still alive.
The old man sat in front of the stove, adding some thatch to the stove from time to time. He was dead wood and lifeless. It seemed that his only purpose in living in this world was to wait for death.
Amidst all these rascals, after a long time, a scent of sweet potato floated, which finally brought a little bit of vitality to the world, at least when you were groaning with hunger, you could smell it With such a scent, you immediately feel the power all over your body.
At this moment, Li Qiye, who had fallen asleep, also opened his eyes and sat up straight.
At this time, the old man had put the cooked sweet potato in the dustpan and brought it to the table. When the sweet potato was served, the old man had not yet sat down, so Li Qiye unceremoniously took it one day, peeled it three or five times, and ate it slowly.
The old man also took one, peeled it, and chewed it slowly. It seemed that he had bad teeth and was eating slowly.
"Some people say that he wants to stay away from the hustle and bustle, but no matter how lonely he lives, at least there is him in this world, and an old man who sells steamed buns, or an old woman who sells salt." Li Qiye said after eating a sweet potato. : "Actually, this is not loneliness, this is just trying to stay away from the world."
"When your world doesn't even have the old man who sells steamed buns, or the old lady who sells salt, then there will only be one person in this world," Li Qiye said.
The old man only eats sweet potatoes, as if he is not good at expressing and taciturn.
"What is loneliness, here is loneliness." Li Qiye couldn't help but smiled bitterly, and said: "Whether it is the emperor, or the emperor, if you escape from the place of exploration, it is still famous for the ten worlds, still surpassing the nine days, and still the emperor. Infinite. This is avoidance, just avoiding Tianzhu. Today, we are eating sweet potatoes here. This is called escape."
The old man still didn't speak, but was eating sweet potatoes, because he hadn't spoken for a long, long time, and he didn't even remember the last time he spoke.
The old man didn't speak, and Li Qiye didn't mind. He peeled another sweet potato and ate slowly. After a while, he raised his head, glanced at the old man, and said, "When will you die?"
The old man still didn't speak, and chewed slowly. He was very precious and hard-won food. He ate cleanly and carefully.
"I don't know." After a long time, the old man spoke. He gently sucked his finger and said, "I am also waiting for the day of death."
"Yes." Li Qiye smiled and shook his head and said: "The only purpose of your life is to wait for death! When I was in the Nine Realms, I told the kid from the Yu family, you still have a small wine shop, and Sometimes he comes to drink from time to time that he is more difficult to drink than horse urine. It is really nothing to wait for him to die, at least there are many things in this world for him to see."
"It's too long for you to wait for death. You can't open up your six senses. Just wait for death like this." Li Qiye said with a smile: "It's not that easy to die!" (To be continued.)