The country of Yu was in chaos and fell apart from the center of power.
This is what You Xu has seen and heard all the way straight.
There are refugees everywhere, some people fall for the grass, and some people rise up. The royal family holds the army and fights for power. The neighboring countries send troops to approach, trying to carve up this precarious dynasty.
She didn't know so much on an island far away from people before, but now she's in it, seeing starved corpses and hearing about cannibalism.
In fact, since Qin Nie Zhu became a national teacher, the whole country started to respect him as a god, and it has already laid the groundwork for today's situation.
It's just ruled by Qin Niezhu, and the collapse will be slower. After all, he will be a blood-sucking worm, first draining You Guo's blood marrow, and then stepping on it into powder. In this case, the vitality of this land will be wiped out. .
Now that the evildoers have been eliminated, as long as they wait for others to unify the situation, take over the governance again, and implement the policy of recuperating and encouraging farmers and mulberry, the new dynasty can be stabilized and consolidated.
I just hope that the change of dynasty can be carried out sooner and the suffering of the people can be reduced.
You Xu passed through a few small towns and came to a small village. Her speed became slower and slower. She used to be able to fly with the power of evil spirits, but now she can only use floating ones. cognition.
It was already autumn, and the oily green leaves were gradually turning yellow. You Xu sat on the trunk and looked into the distance.
The sky turned gray, and it was no longer the azure blue she wanted to see. When she saw things related to blue, she always thought of Yu Si and those light and translucent eyes.
"Hit him, kill him!"
A childish voice sounded, interrupting You Xu Wei's thoughts of emptiness. She looked down and saw five dirty children beating another skinny black child on a patch of potholes and messy land.
They were still shouting: "He dug up sweet potatoes!"
"It's ours, hand it over quickly!"
The skinny black child shrank on the ground, raised his head stubbornly and said loudly: "Fuck your mother! This piece of wasteland is yours? You dug this sweet potato? But because people want to grab food, there is no way!"
In troubled times, children are extremely vulnerable. If they are exchanged for food, or eaten directly, they may die of hunger and cold, or they may be left ill and die of illness. Most of the children who can find food will choose to fight for the food of the more disadvantaged.
The skinny black child stood up straight, hit a person with his head, rode on the person, grabbed his hair, and forcibly tore off a piece of the person's scalp.
The group of children found that they had encountered someone who was not easy to mess with, and they all picked up sticks and stones, ready to smash at the skinny black child.
Suddenly, a gust of gloomy wind blew the group of children to the ground, and the thin black children were also blown to one side.
After the wind stopped, the group of children stood up and tried to continue beating the skinny black children. The overcast wind, with a biting coldness, blew over them again and knocked them down again, but this time the skinny black children were fine.
"It's really evil." A group of children looked around, feeling a little frightened in their hearts.
Two of the more daring ones took two steps towards the thin black child, and were knocked to the ground by the sudden gust of wind.
"He, he's a monster! Run quickly!!" Someone shouted, and another one ran, the fear multiplied, and within a few seconds, the children ran completely.
You Xu sat on the tree trunk and clapped his hands, and was about to leave when he saw the skinny black child staring at her with his waist on his back, with a strange tone: "You are a ghost, why do you want to help me."
You Xu moved for a while, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Can you see me?"
In fact, her soul body is getting weaker and weaker now. Except for the resentment in her heart, she is actually no different from ordinary ghosts. The so-called yin and yang are separated, and most ghosts will not be seen, and now she is too.
Don't worry about scaring people. In order to hurry, she stopped walking in the remote forest and went directly to the town. She met thousands of people, and the thin black child was the first person who could see her.
Skinny black kid: "What happened when you saw it?"
"Little girl, aren't you afraid of me, I'm a ghost."
You Xu floated down from the tree and looked at the child carefully. The child was as thin as a tree with its skin peeled off. His body was dirty, his clothes were tattered, his hair was messy and oily, but he had a pair of beautiful eyes that were dark and bright.
"How do you know that I'm a girl?" After speaking, she pouted again and said, "What is so scary about ghosts, can anyone be scary?"
The more chaotic it is, the more she has to hide her gender. She can survive not only because of her courage, but also because she is smart and sensitive to some dangers.
Seeing that You Xu was about to float away, the little girl shouted, "Hey! Little girl, where are you going?"
"I have a name, if you call me a little girl ghost," You Xu turned to look at her, "What do I want to call you, little beggar?"
The girl didn't think about it, nodded and said, "Okay, everyone calls me that anyway."
"Little girl!"
"What are you doing, little beggar."
"Little girl, where are you going?"
"Little beggar, I want to go north."
They called each other so childishly. After passing by the water, the little beggar took two sips of water, shook the mud on his body, took out two finger-sized sweet potatoes, washed them, and ate them straight away.
You Xu glanced at her and sat cross-legged beside her.
After the little beggar finished eating, her stomach rattled. She took several more sips of water before she said, "Everyone else fled from the north, why are you going up?"
You Xu said casually, "Go and see how my body is."
She always felt that there was something intangible, the resentment that hooked her heart, leading her to go forward.
The little beggar was quiet, and after a long time, he suddenly said, "Does people turn into ghosts when they die?"
Yu Xu: "Not necessarily."
The little beggar snorted regretfully.
"Anyway, by the way, I'll go with you." The little beggar said.
You Xu raised his eyebrows and said unexpectedly, "You're going too, shouldn't you run for your life first?"
Not surprisingly, the farther north the more dangerous, she helped the little girl, seeing her being knocked down to the ground, looking like Li Yi Er who was so skinny and bullied, couldn't help feeling pity.
"Where to escape is not escape," the little beggar said indifferently, then looked at You Xu again, "Will you protect me?"
Looking at her dark eyes, You Xu bent her lips. She really knows how to make good use of her cleverness. She must have seen her windy wind before, so she wanted to find a blessing.
You Xu got up and continued to float: "As you like, I may not be able to protect you."
She couldn't do anything other than blow a little wind, and now she couldn't touch anything.
The little beggar got up and followed her without saying a word.
You Xu verbally said that she would not protect her, and once she encountered someone who wanted to bully the little beggar, she would come forward to help.
During the original Dugu wandering itinerary, there was an unexpected little girl, and it was inevitable that they would stop and rest, and they spent many long nights together.
The little beggar and You Xu are very good at talking. It’s a lot of fun. Little beggars usually talk about what they have experienced, what they have seen and heard along the way, but You Xu can talk a lot, and there are all kinds of weird things. , will tell short stories, and will tell many truths that little beggars have never heard of.
The smile on the little beggar's face became more and more, and he liked You Xu more and more, "If only I had a sister, I want to be the same as you."
She began to feel bad for this little girl. They looked the same age, but the little girl knew so much. She must have been wandering the world for too long.
You Xu smiled and said, "I have a younger sister who loves to talk and laugh just like you."
As they traveled north, they encountered fewer refugees and more soldiers in different costumes.
But the soldiers can't stop breaking the temple, and the little beggar can finally spend the night in the broken temple, instead of sleeping in the wild in the wind.
The broken wooden door was closed, the cobweb-covered windows shone in dim moonlight, and a few beams of silver light fell from the tattered tile roof.
The little beggar huddled in the corner and carefully took out a red rope from his arms, with a copper coin and a canine tooth hanging on it. It was tied to the child by ordinary people to protect the child's safety and ward off evil spirits.
She lowered her head and buried her face in the darkness. You Xu couldn't see her expression for a while, only to see her carefully touching the red rope and looking at it for a long time, as if she was reminiscing about something.
"My mother gave it to me." The little beggar said suddenly, his tone was much lower than the lively tone of the past.
"It was originally tied to my right ankle. Once I picked a loofah, it was snatched away, and the red rope was also torn off."
You Xu was silent, daring not to think about the situation or her mood at that time.
In the quiet ruined temple, in addition to the sound of the wind pouring in from time to time, You Xu also heard a very slight and suppressed low cry, vague and broken.
During this time, she deeply felt the tenacity and optimism of the little beggar. The little beggar always said that these sufferings are nothing, I am still alive, and there will always be a chance to taste the sweetness. My mother often tells me that with a smile, I will Found a lot of beautiful flowers, if you sigh, dark clouds will appear.
And only at this moment, in this simple and dark place, You Xu saw the little beggar's scars unknown to outsiders, the pain that may not be healed in a lifetime.
You Xu sighed silently, wanting to hug the little girl, just raised his hand, paused, then retracted it, leaning into the darkness.
After a long time, the little beggar put the red rope back into his arms and returned to his usual tone: "Little girl, tell me a story again."
You Xu told her all kinds of fairy tales, so she had to start compiling them now. She thought for a moment, looked down at the necklace in her clothes, and suddenly became distracted.
Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, the little beggar called again, "Little girl ghost?"
You Xu came back to his senses and said slowly: "There used to be a little witch who lived in the magic forest. She was cursed by the big monster. She had to complete five tasks, or she would be eaten. The big monster is very powerful. The little witch can't escape."
"Her task is to take the little prince's magic crystal and give it to the big monster, so that the big monster can restore its power, and the magic crystal was made by the little prince with great effort."
"The first time the little prince gave the crystal sadly. When he worked hard to make the crystal again, the little witch went to him again. The second time he handed over the crystal in pain. The third time he cried and begged The little witch should not take the crystal, but the little witch still gave the crystal to the big monster."
"The fourth time the little prince didn't want to give it. The little witch was very afraid of being eaten, but the big monster forbid her to tell the reason. The little prince finally relented and gave her the crystal."
The little beggar asked, "Has the little witch completed the five missions?"
Yuxu said, "Maybe."
"It's just that they fall in love every time, but every time the little prince takes off the crystal from his forehead, he loses his memory."
After a while, the little beggar suddenly said, "Isn't the little witch very sad?"
You Xu was startled and turned to look at her: "Why do you think so."
"The little prince will lose his memory, but the little witch will not. She remembers everything, isn't it more painful?" said the little beggar.
You Xu curled his fingers and said nothing.
Pain, but who cares, who knows.
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