Atkin

Chapter 1 Out of Slave City

He poured himself his drink as if no one else was there, sometimes quietly watching a man and a woman performing "Widowhood Song" on the stage, and sometimes looking at the two clusters of phoenix flowers that were freshly placed in a bottle by his hand.Someone came to add water dishes, and he didn't realize it.

He can be regarded as the most secretive guest of this Wing Building for 100 years, sitting in the most hidden position here, even the group of old customers who have been in the Wing Building for decades, no one knows him.

This is the left side of the stage, and from this perspective, I can vaguely glimpse a few big men behind the curtains carrying wine in the back room.His hearing is excellent, and he can easily hear the bad jokes told by the big men, and he will laugh when he hears it.Sometimes I laugh at these short-lived people, who are trapped in the cage of these vulgar desires for a lifetime.

At this moment, in his consciousness, the whole wing building was quiet, the sound of opera on the stage, the sound of the big man behind the stage moving wine, the sound of the actors in makeup chatting and laughing, the staggering of the guests, the sound of the shopkeeper reprimanding the steward, the sound of children crying ... all stopped.

He noticed at a glance that she, who was curled up in the corner of the door, in shabby clothes, was out of tune with the extravagant guests who came and went here.It can be seen that she is very hungry, and she only stares at the running hall delivering food, unwilling to leave her sight, as if she can have a full meal just by looking at it.

He sent the first-class attendant in the wing building behind him to invite her to come here to enjoy the food on the table, and then he put on his clothes and left.On the way downstairs, he passed her by.He heard the voice behind the attendant talking to her.

After leaving the theater, it started to rain.Two people with umbrellas followed.A car stopped at the side door of the wing building waiting for him, and after a while, the group drove away.

Finally, she will appear in the story.

A Jing, who had a full meal, was greedy for the comfort and warmth of the wing building, but she did not dare to stay for a long time because of the unknown situation.When leaving, the attendant thoughtfully gave her a beautiful umbrella, and she thanked her again and again.

Unexpectedly, not far from going out, a few beggars stared at the precious umbrella in the hands of A Jing, who was dressed in tatters. The two came up and grabbed the umbrella and left.A Jing was robbed of his umbrella in the rain, and was overwhelmed by the rain. He didn't know where to go, but ran, but there was rain everywhere...

The whole body is icy cold. In this night, I don't know why the rain is so icy cold, hitting people like a knife.

The faint trace of heat in A Jing's body was also exhausted.

It was already evening, and it was raining so heavily that all the shops and markets closed early.She tried to hide from the rain in some stores, but was kicked out by the disgusting store owners.

The shop owner and the people closed the shop door one after another because they were afraid that the rain would hit the house.Rao closed the doors and windows, some shabby rooms have leaked water, and the people in the room are also disturbed by the rain.

At this time, A Jing suddenly realized that no matter how big the world is, there is no place for him.The warmth and satiety just now were just illusory.

She was terrified in the rain.She thought: If I die now, no one will be sad. My body should be eaten by wild dogs, and it will rot and look ugly.Thinking of this, she cried, tears mixed in the rainwater.Does it hurt when eaten by wild dogs?If it hurts, then I don't want to die.

A thought emerged in her mind: I can die too, and I'll be dead. I just hope that I can get past that painful stage and lose consciousness.She was afraid that she would not die, but instead became seriously ill. She had only one breath left, and was starved and looked down upon and bullied.There are many things she is afraid of, after all she has nothing.Every bad luck could kill her.

"I am a fugitive slave who came out of Qiaocheng, and the fate of the fugitive slave is very miserable." The stories of the fugitive slave that he heard came to A Jing's mind. He went through every fate one by one, and the more she thought about it, the more desperate she became. of despair is not just a little bit.

No one will take care of me.Thinking like this, A Jing lay down in the rain and fell asleep... After the rain stopped, the rain hit A Jing, who was curled up on the ground, and her consciousness gradually blurred.

Chunhua, summer insects, autumn birds, winter beasts... These words appeared in my mind.

"It was that day." A Jing Mengli opened her eyes.

Also fell to the ground, Ajing curled up in gray, hungry.

It didn't rain that day, and people came and went out of Qiaocheng, but no one noticed Ajing, because there were beggars everywhere when they went out of Qiaocheng, thousands of people died of starvation every day, and countless more died of exhaustion. .There was an old beggar sitting on the side of the road, saying: "Spring flowers, summer insects, autumn birds, winter beasts." He spoke slowly, but A Jing remembered it clearly.

A Jing passed out in the rain... These eight words were in his mind.

"Wake up." Someone was calling A Jing.

"Wake up." A Jing heard it. He couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman in the dream. This call was intertwined with the story in the dream.The dream was bitter and sweet, and A Jing was afraid and reluctant to wake up.Dreaming of Jiao Yi's house, which is simple and old, it is a warm home for Ajing.There are a lot of old books from the country of peace, cartoons from the country of Dashang, milk candy from Buyangcheng, and alcoholic chocolates bought from merchants in the country of Pasha...

That hut is a sacred place in A Jing's heart, it has all the good things in it, and he is fixed at the age of eight or nine. He smiles with thin curved eyes, bright, that skinny little boy, A Jing. I think he is the most beautiful person in the world...

Uncle Jiao and Aunt Jiao's voice could be vaguely heard. A Jing heard it in her dream and felt very relieved... The afternoons of kite flying with Jiao Yi in the summer all came to A Jing's mind.

Suddenly, Jiao Yi's house seemed to have been soaked in water, and it quickly faded and disappeared. A Jing came to a very dark place, probably the underworld, A Jing thought.She walked to the intersection and reached an entrance. There were many people lining up there. A Jing saw several familiar faces here: Grandpa Lu, Ma Wang, Sister Chen... Aren't they dead?Then I'm dead too, A-kyung thought.

They were lining up, their faces expressionless, as if they couldn't see Akyung.There are a lot of people here, some of whom are still with their families, and Ajing is like an anomaly.

A Jing saw a person who was holding a bunch of keys and beckoning to her.A Jing ran over without hesitation. He took her to a small triangular door next to him. He opened the door for A Jing. The door was a bright white world. Through the triangular door frame, a triangle was emitted. The light... A Jing walked into that white world...

Suddenly, I felt a warm palm covering A Jing's forehead. This warmth was enough for A Jing to return to this world.Who is this temperature coming from?A Jing, who woke up, recalled hard in his mind for a long time, but still couldn't remember anything.

How did you get here before?The memory is blank.

A Jing was a fugitive from Qiaocheng. She was thankful that she survived. She was still lying in a warm room, she felt like she was dreaming.

Jiao Yi's home is all the warm memories in A Jing's subconscious.She had dreamed about it again just now, and also dreamed of the strange underworld, the triangular door, and she still remembered it clearly when she woke up.

Clothes have been changed!

A Jing subconsciously wanted to take out the small book wrapped in oil paper in his arms, but it was gone!I searched privately and found that the oil paper package was well placed on the bedside.Open it and take a closer look. Fortunately, it is not wet, and this thing is still there!Thinking of the scene of Jiao Yi's family being set on fire, A Jing was terrified.Put the small book and oiled paper back into his arms.

When I woke up, there was an old woman working in the house.A Jing has never seen such an ordinary scene.A Jing wanted to ask her where this was, but found that she was speechless, and a sudden heavy sleepiness struck, A Jing yawned, then lay down and fell asleep.

The old woman who had just put down the needle and thread embroidery basket saw that she woke up and went back to sleep. She came over to have a look and hummed a song. When the song started, she saw that there was a slender and slender figure on A Jing's forehead. The triangular light seal is looming, and he murmured: "Sure enough."

It may be due to lack of physical strength, and I slept for a full seven days.A Jing has never slept for such a long time, and subconsciously, someone is busy beside him, and these are all impressions.

When I woke up, I was refreshed and thinner than when I came.

The old woman came to the bed with porridge and said, "The city is catching a slave girl, it's you."

When A Jing heard this, his pupils shrank.

"When you get here, you don't have to worry." The old woman said and helped Ajing put a pillow behind her back. "I'll burn your slave clothes for you. Come and drink the porridge," she said.

This bowl of slightly sweet white porridge made A Jing's taste come back.

"What place is this?" A Jing asked the old woman.

"This is the Tao Mansion." The old woman wiped the corners of A Jing's mouth and continued: "You can rest assured to recuperate here, and you don't have to worry about the runaway slaves." The old woman said.

"Thank you for saving me, I have nothing in return. I..." A Jing was terrified, she was thinking about what to use to repay the life-saving grace.

"I just need a helper. If you're willing, help me sweep the courtyard. I'm getting older, and my children have their own family. If you don't dislike it, just stay and help me, and it's just to avoid the limelight." The old woman smiled and looked at A-kyung.

A Jing's eyes were wet, "I do." A Jing nodded.

It turned out that the old woman's name was Grandma Feng, and she was the nanny of this Tao Mansion. At the beginning, Master Tao Lian was raised by this mother Feng.

Tao Lian had a son named Tao Sheng.A Jing heard from the people in the house that he was brought back by Tao Sheng.Put it on Grandma Feng here to recuperate.That day, Tao Sheng also went to the Fen Wing Building to listen to the play, but he didn't expect to be blocked by A Jing who fell to the ground on the way back, so he took it back to the house, which was considered a good deed.

Every day out of Qiaocheng, there are people who come to Taojiang City to catch runaway slaves, and all the slaves who are caught will be executed.

It is also because of this that the slaves who came out of Qiaocheng were the fewest of the slave cities.Although it is the least, but because the slaves are oppressed by the harsh hard labor, there are people who run out every day.

Ordinary people would not dare to save slaves.It was in Tao Mansion that this could happen.Saving a slave is just a casual good deed.Tao Sheng didn't take it to heart, and after a few days, he almost forgot about it.

Akin remembered it.

End of chapter 1 out of slave city

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