Chapter 0088 Refugees
Song Shuo did not go back to the front hall. His mind was very confused at the moment, so he walked past everyone and went straight back to his residence.
Mi Jing stayed here quietly for a while. What happened tonight was also a severe shock to him. He was not a saint and could not calm down so quickly. When he felt the cool night breeze through his monk's robe again, he took a deep breath and turned around.
Then he stood there in a daze. He thought he was the only one here, but he didn't expect that there were other people here.
It was a bit funny, because the five people standing behind him nervously and uneasy were all the old, weak and sick who were left behind.
They are not waiting for the Buddha here, they just don't know where to go.
There was nothing special about tonight, it was just an ordinary autumn day, neither so hot nor so cold, but Danran felt so cold. She had always lived under the protection of her family and had never seen such a terrible scene. She wanted to cry, but it was difficult to do so.
When a child encounters such a situation, her first reaction is to ask her parents for help, so she subconsciously grabbed Sang Yan's sleeve and called her in a crying voice: "Mother..."
"Mother..."
"Mother——"
Each cry was louder than the last, and more aggrieved than the last, although she didn't know what she was aggrieved about. After calling out three times, she suddenly burst into tears. She tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and cried so hard that people were heartbroken. Crying loudly at this time was her way to relieve her fear. Sang Yan looked at her in a daze, squatted down instinctively, and clumsily patted Dan Ran's back with her dry hands.
She said in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, Danran... Don't be afraid."
Xiao Yi's eyes were red and his lips were pursed. He didn't remember to pay attention to Chen until Xiao Rong left. But Chen was always quiet. Xiao Yi couldn't remember how Chen reacted when Xiao Rong got into trouble. After Xiao Rong calmed down a little, Chen was already like this. She didn't make a noise or make a fuss. She just watched Xiao Rong leave quietly. Now she was watching Dan Ran cry quietly again.
When Danran was coaxed by Sang Yan and left while sobbing, holding her hand, Chen lowered her head and took a step forward.
Xiao Yi was stunned and hurriedly chased after him.
In the blink of an eye, Mi Jing and Zhang were the only ones left. They looked at each other, feeling heavy-hearted and a little embarrassed.
After all, they were almost strangers, and Zhang and Fozi had never communicated with each other.
After a moment of silence, Mi Jing spoke first: "I'll go find someone to clean up the front hall—"
Zhang was stunned and said quickly, "No, no, no, how can you trouble me with this matter? I will do it. After tonight, I and Mr. Song will be busy. Mr. Xiao and Mr. Gao will leave together. Who knows what kind of rumors will spread tomorrow. I can't help you with the main business. Leave the cleaning to me."
Seeing her insistence, and feeling very uncomfortable standing here alone with Zhang, Mi Jing nodded, turned around and left.
Standing in the wind, Zhang moved unnaturally but did not take a step immediately. After a moment, she quickly returned to the front hall.
Half an hour ago this place was full of laughter and joy; now the lanterns and leftovers are still there, but the people have disappeared without a trace, as if they had never been there.
The tables and chairs were placed in a mess, with traces of being knocked open. The rest of the place was full, and only a large area near the door was empty. Zhang walked slowly, staring at the pool of deep red blood on the ground. She seemed to be doing some psychological preparation and was silent for a long time. Then she pursed her lips, took out her handkerchief from her sleeve, knelt carefully at the edge of the pool of blood, and gently wiped the floor.
But this degree of gentleness seemed a little difficult for her at the moment, because her hands were shaking. The more they shook, the harder it was to wipe, and the harder it was to wipe, the more she couldn't control herself.
Suddenly, she threw the handkerchief into the pool of blood, and she covered her face tightly, not wanting to let her crying out.
Suppressed, sorrowful sobs flowed out from between her fingers. The woman on the ground knelt, her thin back rising and falling, her whole body trembling, and her fragmented sobs becoming more and more intense. She didn't understand.
Isn't it getting better? Hasn't it already changed? Why, why is it still like this?
She thought Chenliu was her home, she thought they would be reunited after defeating the Xianbei, and she thought that soon she would not have to worry anymore.
Everyone is working hard, but everyone's life is worthless. How long will this tormenting and exhausting life last? ...
She did not ask out loud, and no one could answer her. The only witnesses of her collapse and resentment were the silent, flickering candlelight in the room.
In just one night, Xiao Rong and his companions arrived in Shangdang.
Thanks to the temporary post station that Xiao Rong had asked Qu Yunmie to set up before, they were able to change horses quickly. Every time they arrived at a new post station, Xiao Rong would not eat or drink, just take the new horse and leave. The other three did not dare to refute him at all, so they had to fight with him.
Zhang Biezhi's eyes never left Xiao Rong, because Xiao Rong looked in such a bad condition that he was shaky even on the horse's back. After dawn, his face was as pale as paper. Zhang Biezhi wanted to speak a long time ago, but he didn't dare to provoke Xiao Rong, so he had to suppress his worries deep in his heart.
By the time of You on the second day, Xiao Rong even had difficulty getting on the horse. He almost fell to the ground when he failed to get on the horse the first time. Agusejia frowned tightly and pulled Gao Xunzhi aside. She said to Xiao Rong very seriously, "You should rest."
Xiao Rong: "No need."
After saying that, he tried again, but his legs were too weak and he couldn't get up at all.
Agusega: "Then you should at least eat something, or you will die if you continue like this."
Xiao Rong took a deep breath and leaned on the horse's back to relieve the discomfort. After he felt better, he looked at Agusega and said, "I won't die."
Agusega looked at him in disbelief. She didn't understand how someone could say such arrogant words. She looked at Gao Xunzhi, wanting him to say something, but Gao Xunzhi just remained silent because he knew Xiao Rong would not listen to him.
Having said that, he couldn't bear to see Xiao Rong like this, so he tried to persuade him. Seeing this, Zhang Biezhi immediately joined in. Xiao Rong was extremely annoyed by their noise. He opened his mouth to ask them to stop talking, but his throat felt sweet and he suddenly bent down. After a moment, he took his hand away and saw another bright red on his palm.
This isn't the first time since they came out, this is the fifth time.
It was not as serious as last night, but the repeated vomiting of blood and burning of internal organs almost tortured Xiao Rong beyond recognition.
But except for the moment when he lost control when he just woke up last night, he has been very calm since then. He persisted and stayed calm, tightly holding back the gate in his heart that wanted to shout and vent, but he felt that he was about to lose control.
Xiao Rong stared at the red spot intently. Aguse was extremely anxious, but there was nothing she could do. She turned around abruptly and took something from her medicine box. Xiao Rong didn't let her use salt ginseng, but she also brought a lot of life-saving medicine powder. Every time Xiao Rong came back, she would make him a cup, in case he really couldn't hold on any longer.
Zhang Biezhi was stunned. He had been like this all the way, as if he was a step behind. Gao Xunzhi asked him to get hot water from the post station. After a long while, Zhang Biezhi turned around and left.
After they all left, Gao Xunzhi walked over to Xiao Rong and whispered, "You know that even if you rush over as fast as you can, it will be too late for anything."
There are also salt women ginseng there, and doctors from the Buteu tribe there, and there is nothing missing there.
Therefore, even if Xiao Rong rushed over, it would not change the predetermined result. Good or bad, life or death, it was no longer under his control.
Xiao Rong kept his head down the whole time. He clenched his bloody hand but did not respond to Gao Xunzhi at all. Gao Xunzhi thought that he did not hear him at all. After a moment of silence, he turned his head to the other side.
At this time, Gao Xunzhi heard Xiao Rong say very softly: "...I can't stand it anymore."
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