The big man is on the run

Chapter 34

"We know that the general has a noble status. If it is a normal season, we scumbags will definitely make room."

The woman held on to her skirt that didn't fit at all, shook the layers of swimming rings squeezed out of her waist, and pointed to the refugees around the main hall of the Laojun Temple.

"It's May 25th today, you see it's windy, it must be because God didn't empty out during the day, and now he's going to make clouds and rain. We scumbags, lacking medical care and medicine, are drenched in this rain, and most of them are It's impossible to survive."

Liu Yi turned slightly sideways, turned around and saw a little cloud outside the door.

Women don't look rough, but their speech is clear.

At the end, I added a deterrent sentence intentionally or unintentionally.

"You have also seen that all we left behind are women. The head of the family will come back soon after going out to hunt. He also needs some place to rest."

These groups were not so much refugees as they were bandits. Liu Yi didn't bother to think about what the so-called "hunting" was more likely to be.

Liu Yi's hand was already on the hilt of the sword, but after looking back at Cai Wenji, who seemed to be unaware of the dangers of the world, he let go again.

After Liu Yi turned her head, Cai Wenji put away her blank expression, and stared coldly at the big fat woman in the ill-fitting skirt.

The big fat woman noticed Cai Wenji's gaze, she clenched her cuffs tightly, looked at Liu Yi who was pressing the sword, and glanced at the wooden stick next to Laojun's high platform.

Cai Wenji didn't say anything in the end, Liu Yi, who didn't know anything, saw the big fat woman staring at him nervously, and said.

"What you do... has nothing to do with me."

Feeling relieved, the big fat woman drove away the few people who were huddled in that corner with a wooden stick, beating and cursing, and quickly spread the wormwood.

Compared with the skinny and skinny ordinary refugees who seem to struggle to walk, this fat woman obviously has a good nutritional intake.

Among the few people who were driven away was a thin middle-aged scholar. The scholar held a book in his left hand and staggered up with his right hand to help the haggard woman next to him, and moved to take shelter under the nailed window.

Liu Yi's mood was extremely bad.

Changing sons and eating refugees to make clothes for bandits
When he left Chang'an City, these sufferings in the world that he had only seen in books suddenly and vividly appeared in front of him, Liu Yi suddenly thought of a joke.

Mr. Huang was kind-hearted and hated the poor, so he drove all the poor people in a radius of twenty miles to the Town God's Temple.

At this moment, the middle-aged scholar who looked listless next to him suddenly asked a question.

"Dare to ask the general, but do you have wine?"

Liu Yi didn't turn his head, looked at the flickering flames in front of him, pressed the wine gourd on his waist, and only said.

"How is it, so what if it's not?"

Obviously it means what has nothing to do with you, the most obvious truth in troubled times.

This is in line with his current personality in the eyes of the refugees.

——A young relation who has become a small officer, arrogant, and wants to show off in front of the beauties in the new income account.

Let’s say, the refugees can fight to the death for a mouthful of food and a mouthful of water.

When you meet by chance, what does it matter to you whether others have wine or not?
The scholar was stunned, and sighed slightly: "My Anu (wife's title) is injured, probably won't survive tonight, the pain is really severe, please general give a sip of strong wine to relieve the pain."

Liu Yi looked aside, and the woman next to the scholar was indeed pale and clutching her lower abdomen.

The woman's clothes were covered with purple-black dried blood, mixed with some blood, and it was not known whether it was caused by the movement just now.

Anyone can see that with blood loss like this, it is impossible to survive.

Liu Yi didn't say a word, and with a shake of his hand, a small meat-cutting knife several inches long appeared in his palm, and he threw it directly at the middle-aged scholar.

The scholar was slightly taken aback, sighed, then stood up and straightened his clothes, and bowed to Liu Yi seriously.

Then he bent down and picked up the small butcher knife, showing it to the woman with trembling hands.

"Blessed by this general," the slender scholar said with an unpleasant tone in his throat, "The knife is very sharp, Anu, don't suffer."

The pale, haggard woman who was almost breathless was obviously in extreme pain at this moment.

She shrank her neck and nodded, with an ugly smile on her lips.

Obviously, for this woman, her pain was worse than death.

Just when the scholar was about to resolutely do the unbearable thing, a voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Wait a minute."

Not to mention scholars, even the refugees around them all looked up at Liu Yi.

Liu Yi's Adam's apple twitched, he swallowed, and said a little flusteredly, "Take this book in exchange."

"Would you like to change this knife?"

The scholar let go of the tattered books he was clutching tightly, and said with relief: "That's fine, I, Sima Zhi, have no wealth, so I can't just receive favors for nothing."

Liu Yi was suddenly in a daze. He originally wanted to say that I could try to save her, but he couldn't say such self-deceiving words when it came to his mouth. It is a miracle that he is still alive after losing so much blood.

He also wanted to say that these refugees are not good people. This knife is for your self-defense, not for you to kill your wife.

But in the end, he couldn't say anything, and he had to say something, so he randomly chose the book in the scholar's hand as an excuse.

The scholar obviously cherishes this book very much, but he is willing to give it away in order to borrow a sharp knife to help his wife end her pain.

In the current world, this seems to be something that everyone takes for granted, but it makes Liu Yi, a traveler, feel extremely absurd.

Liu Yi wanted to cry, but in the end he didn't say anything, and handed the wine gourd from his waist to the scholar Sima Zhi.

Lack of distillation technology, the so-called strong alcohol is not high, but it has just been heated for dinner, and it is hot at this time.

Sima Zhi, who is not good at drinking, just drank it, and his face turned red from the smoke.

Sima Zhi put his arms around the dying woman, and slowly passed the slightly cooled wine over.

The woman's pale complexion instantly turned rosy, and then her eyes became blurred.

Sima Zhi murmured: "Anu, you are so beautiful, just like when we got married in Hanoi."

After saying that, without any hesitation, he picked up the wrist-removing knife and slit the woman's throat.

Just at this time, there was a "rumbling" thunder outside the Laojun Temple, and an unexpected summer sun rain fell on the Laojun Temple without warning.

A gust of wind blew past, and the trees above the Laojun Temple were blown down one after another, making a series of rustling sounds.

With the dead woman in his arms, the middle-aged scholar Sima Zhi seemed to be crying and laughing, singing in a low voice.

"Pull the cotton wool, and cut a few pieces as big as castor leaves. Seeing the bamboo huts in the forest, fight for some to be overwhelmed by the rain.

The first class of a high family, but it is still too little to say that it is overwhelming.Towards the animal charcoal red stove, wearing silk and satin jacket.

Hold plum blossoms in your hands, sing about the country's auspiciousness, and don't miss the poor.

Lying high and secluded, chanting landscapes, flowers and birds, it's really ridiculous. "

Liu Yi was slightly taken aback, at this moment, a horse flew over, rolled off the saddle and broke into Laojun Temple to speak.

"—Report! Guo Bang has sent troops!"

(End of this chapter)