Changhe Sunset Yen

Chapter 20 2

night.

full moon night.

The faint moonlight shone among the forests, and the small spots on the ground glowed with a strange silver light.

Otherwise, it was pitch black.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves rustled, startling the perched birds, and heard a whine, and a black shadow rushed into the air, and then fell into the darkness.

After the strong wind passed, the entire forest seemed to be awakened, and the low howl seemed to vent its anger.

The wind-breathing leaves were still swaying alluringly. Under the tree, a figure curled up, trembling.

He was naked from the upper body, and he was only wearing a pair of obscene trousers. A few leaves covered his body, scattered, and it was unknown whether it was blown off by the wind or covered by himself, and it did not have the effect of keeping out the cold at all. .

He shrank his body again, and he hadn't eaten for a day and a night.The day before, the Westman stripped him naked, threw him into the woods, and left.

I heard from those people that the place where he was thrown was not considered deep in the forest, and those Western barbarians did not dare to risk their lives to take him deep, but when Wu Zhijing walked in the direction where they left for a while, After the meeting, he was found lost.

According to his feeling, he should not have walked for so long before reaching the entrance, but he looked around, and the scenery at every step seemed to be cloned from each other. He wanted to use the sun to determine the direction, but the hateful sun was hidden behind the clouds. Show your face!

Wu Zhijing didn't dare to walk around, it would only waste his energy, so he sat down against the big tree.Just now, he had several blood-red gashes on his body all the way, and when he relaxed, the pain spread to every nerve, but he couldn't do anything other than hissing.Fortunately, the legendary poisonous snakes and beasts did not find him, so he comforted himself that this place should be very close to the exit, but he just lost his way.

The night of this day seems to be very restless. In the middle of the night, there is a strong wind. The evil wind passes through the trees and passes through the stone cave, making a whimpering sound like a child, like the voice of a child who has been trapped here for hundreds of years. Ghosts are calling for others of their kind that keep coming.

Wu Zhijing shuddered, and could hear the sound of his own teeth chattering.Now he only hopes that God will come and take him away soon, and he doesn't want to suffer this kind of torture anymore!

If he was asked to choose a way to die, would he starve to death?Or was bitten to death by wild animals?Or be poisoned to death by a poisonous snake?Or freeze to death?

He thought about it seriously, and didn't really want any of them.Not afraid of death, but afraid of dying painfully.If Xiao Yu were here, it would be great if he could cut himself off with one blow.As the saying goes, if you die under the peony flower, you can be a ghost.

Thinking about this futile life, if you can die as you wish, it will be worth it. After all, no matter how splendid your life is, there is only one ending, and that is death.

Wu Zhijing let his mind drift far away, maybe it was just an escape from the current situation, a utopia in his mind, every resident can freely choose the life he wants to live, whether to live or die, whether to be poor or rich, whether to enjoy or enjoy life. Dedication is all up to him.

At the end of thinking, it seems to have gone in a big circle and returned to the starting point, the turning point of everything, the death of Prime Minister Wu.

His mind is extremely calm now, before confirming the truth, he can't give his life here, he has to find an exit, and he has to go back quickly!

Squinting his eyes slightly, he saw the moon showing half of his face from among the clouds, as if the other half had been eaten by a tengu, with a little red light oozing from the jagged edges.

Wu Zhijing shivered involuntarily, and heard a faint sound of thump, thud, thump, thump from the low howl, like the footsteps of death, step by step, getting closer and closer.

Wu Zhijing panicked, what was approaching, it was a big thing!He couldn't restrain his instinctive fear, curled up under the tree, trembling even more.

He subconsciously climbed behind the big tree, and when he looked up, he saw the branches and leaves trembling in the wind, making a clucking sound, like a mockery.

Wu Zhijing has never felt so humble, he has always been the biggest in the world, never thought that in this forest, he is only the bottom of the food chain, and even a tree can laugh at him.

Too, ugly!

Speaking of the other side, after the three of Xiao Qi left the barracks without permission, they went all the way north without stopping. They changed into Western barbarian clothes, avoided communicating in Chinese in crowded places, and came to the Western barbarian prairie without any danger.

But this grassland is so vast, how can it be so easy to find someone?

Coincidentally, I happened to meet a group of people who were transporting lambs. After asking, I knew that these lambs were dedicated to the royal family.

Without saying a word, the three used money to make connections, pretended to be sheep carriers, asked the way, and sneaked into the military camp where the king was.

As soon as it was delivered to the door, I heard two buddies chatting at the door.

One said, that Han man is so stupid. Wang promised him so much and didn't appreciate it. He really thinks his blood is noble?

Another shouted, he is gone, our king immediately turned into a workaholic.

One also said that the king really had the heart, for a place like the wild palm forest could not even leave a corpse.

Another Tao, how about calling it the Forest of Death?

Hearing that the floor of a wooden cart for transporting sheep cracked, four or five sheep were frightened and ran away in the pen bleating.

The two buddies at the door shouted harshly, what are you doing!

But the sheep carrier was indifferent, completely ignoring the panic in front of him, instead, with a fierce look in his eyes, he approached one of the buddies, stretched out his hand and pulled the man's front, the voice seemed to come from the depths of the netherworld, Ask, what is the name of the Han people you just mentioned?

The buddy was stunned for a moment, but under pressure, he confessed the truth.

Xiao Yu's complexion became even worse, like a hell, he asked again, where is the wild palm forest?

The buddy hadn't reacted yet, and just as soon as he said the word "Southwest", he was woken up by his companion.

But it was too late, that Yan Luo disappeared without a trace, including the two people who were walking with him, leaving only a group of lambs who used the camp as a pasture and scattered freely They graze leisurely and contentedly, and bleat twice from time to time to show their satisfaction.