Longmen Memoirs

Tallulah shook her head and said, she knew she couldn't escape the pickets this way. Maybe she could escape, but the old couple who took her in would definitely be implicated by the angry pickets.

She held the old woman's hand and said comfortingly: "I left some gold coins... These are Victoria gold coins. If you save some money, they will be enough to keep you fed and clothed for the rest of your life."

The old woman tried to hold her back, but how could she hold back Draco, who had always received elite training.

"Tallulah, Tallulah! Where are you going? My Tallulah... No, you can't meet them! These black bugs on the pickets eat people without blinking an eye!"

"So we can't let them exploit the uncles and aunts in this village anymore. This kind of thing should come to an end. I will lure them away, warn them, and I will let them know the consequences."

The young face was frosty, then gradually softened, looking at the nervous old woman.

"I know what's appropriate, grandma, and I won't let them take the opportunity to retaliate and kill people in the village again."

"I still remember that the brother next door was beaten to death just because he threw a stone." She said and gritted her teeth: "I can't forget it!"

The woman panicked.

"Tallulah... Tallulah! Don't say that, don't say that!"

There was a knock on the door suddenly at this moment.

Tallulah tightened her hand, and the old woman was startled.

"Who! Who is knocking on the door...is it a picket? Go away!" The old woman said in a panic, forgetting that such rhetoric would only be counterproductive. She could not calm down. After all, she was just an ignorant old woman. people.

A gentle voice came from outside the door.

"Mom, it's me!"

The old woman suddenly reached out and opened the door, and saw the white-haired Elafia standing at the door.

"Alina, come in, come in!"

She pulled the girl into the room, looked at her warily, and hurriedly closed the door.

"What's wrong? What happened? Is there any news?"

"Someone snitched," Alina said.

"Ah? What? What informer?" The old woman was startled. She didn't understand what these two words meant.

"The pickets knew there was an infected person in our village."

Alina said and glanced at Tallulah.

"How is it possible? It can't be like this...ah!"

"I don't know where they got the news from, but we all know what the consequences are for harboring an infected person." Alina said nervously, holding her hands tightly in front of her.

Tallulah remained silent.

"Old mother, my father passed away early, and my mother also relies on you to take care of me. I treat you as my own grandparents." The white-haired deer shook his teeth, seeming to have made up his mind.

"At this juncture, I have nothing to hide."

"——Wait." She looked at the old woman: "Grandma, where has Grandpa gone?"

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Three days ago, Tallulah beat away the pickets who came to the village.

"What have you done! Oh, Tallulah... look what you have done!" The old man looked at the pickets running away and said helplessly: "Tallulah, we will move to the village in two days. Come on, look at you like this... you hit the picket line! This will get you into trouble!"

Tallulah was unimpressed.

"Continuing to let them beat you is not an option. It's too late now. He has escaped. I will kill him now. By the time others discover his whereabouts, we will have already moved away."

Tallulah said: "But there is no way to avoid it. Once the pickets gather, they will definitely find us, and they may even take revenge on us."

"Then you still do it! What should I do?" The old man sat on the ground and was a little angry.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, they are looking for infected people, and they don't know yet."

"Do not know what is this?"

Tallulah smiled.

"I don't know what I'm going to do next!"

"Hey... Tallulah."

"Grandpa, it's okay." Tallulah helped the old man up and looked at the old man's injured leg: "Come on, I'll help you back. You... can be cured."

"Ha." The old man smiled: "I didn't expect that I would be supported by you today. I always thought that my body was fine, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape."

The old man turned to look at the young profile of the silver-haired girl: "Tallulah, I have something that you must listen to."

"What's the matter again, Grandpa?"

When he met those beautiful red eyes, the old man was stunned.

"Ah, what is it? Um, haha, I'm sorry, I forgot. Look, look at my memory..."

Tallulah sighed helplessly.

"You are quite forgetful."

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"Smelly old man, what are you here for?"

The members of the picket team looked at the old man who slowly walked towards them and raised his hands with a bad tone.

"I have committed a crime!" said the old man.

"Surrender yourself? Ah, yes, I remember that our team member was stopped by an old man. Looking at your limp, you must have been one of the attackers at that time!"

"Correct."

"Seeing as you don't have much to gain, get away as far as you can." The picket team waved his hand: "That little brat doesn't know what's good or bad. Why are poor farmers so stubborn?"

The old man did not move, but opened his cuffs.

"More than that, Master, look at this piece of me. What does it look like to you?"

The black crystals were exposed to the air, looking so vicious and ferocious.

The picket took a step back and tightened his grip on the saber at his waist.

"Infected! Are you the infected?"

"If you don't believe it, just take a look at this!" The old man suddenly took out a dagger from his pocket.

"Knife? Put the knife down, old man, you can't hurt us."

"No, sir, look at my magic...look at my magic!"

The old man said excitedly. He cut his wrist open. The red blood did not flow into the snow, but dispersed in the air like mist.

"Look, look, Master...!" The old man waved his arms, as if he didn't see the murderous intent in the picket's eyes: "I am a genuine infected person."

"I believe it." The picket pulled out his saber. The old man seemed to understand something and put down his hand.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Infected."

The old man fell in the snow, and the red blood finally stopped spreading, but soaked the white snow red.

The swords of the pickets were dripping with blood.

The light in the old man's eyes gradually dimmed, and he murmured in a low voice. His words could not be heard through his slit throat.

"Tallulah..."

In the room, the old woman was slowly telling Tallulah that they already knew her identity as an infected person.

"What did you say?!" Tallulah was surprised.

"When I was changing your clothes, I saw it... Tallulah, you are an infected person. The old man and I have known each other for a long time."

"Then..." She opened her mouth, but she didn't say it after all.

Later, Chen Mo thought that maybe before everything really started, it was still too late, before Tallulah decided to get angry with Black Snake, before she really made up her mind, he could still take her away.

"The old man went to the mine to make some money, and he came back after contracting the ore disease! You see, he kept wearing his jacket and refused to take it off." The old woman said slowly: "The old man wants to take the blame for you, Talu. pull……!"

Tallulah was stunned.

"No!" She shook her head: "Doesn't this mean that grandpa..."

"Those people in the village can't believe it!" the old woman said loudly. He understood the villagers' thoughts better than Tallulah, a young man. After all, she was old and she didn't understand much, but she could see clearly.

"As long as it's for money or to save their lives, they can talk about anything!"

"In the past two years, Tallulah, we have really liked you! You are a good child... a good child!" The old woman sighed: "We don't have a few days left to live, but you, Tallulah , even if you get sick, you can still live for a few more years! You have to live well..."

Tallulah didn't seem to hear what the old woman said. She crossed Alina, opened the door, and walked out without hesitation.

"Tallulah, don't go! Don't go...!"

The black military uniform she wore faced the winter sun and cold wind.

There was a fire in her heart that was about to be ignited.

Alina chased out the door and tried to reach out to hold her.

"Tallulah! Come back! Don't go!"

The flame suddenly ignited from the air, and Alina subconsciously retracted her hand.

"Is this... fire?"

"What is this?! Why is the house burning?"

Alina looked at the girl in front of her in shock.

"Tallulah! This is you... don't go to Tallulah, otherwise the whole village will suffer."

The ignited bodies of the pickets died wailing in the flames.

Tallulah watched indifferently as he struggled in his own flames and gradually lost his life.

Despite the scorching heat, her eyes were bone-chillingly cold.

Alina looked at the scene in front of her in horror. The girl standing in front of the flames felt strange to her.

"Tallulah, you... ugh!" The smell of meat that filled the air couldn't help but make Alina retching, and the stench of the burned black figure emanated.

"Did you set this fire? You burned them... uh."

"Alina, I'm sorry, this will definitely bring great disaster to the village, but I can't bear it." Tallulah's lowered hands clenched tightly: "I can't stand this kind of thing..."

"...Alina?"

Tallulah looked at Alina in surprise, and Alina looked at her with eyes she had never seen before.

"There's a fire in your eyes."

Alina looked into Tallulah's eyes, and the fire seemed to be boiling and burning in those red eyes.

"I knew from the time you came to this village that you would not be willing to stay in this village. You have your place of origin, and you must go back to where you came from. This village cannot tolerate you."

Alina's eyes stunned Tallulah.

"I won't go back, don't... look at me like that."

"But you do have that fire in your eyes." Alina said: "You want to ignite something, you want to burn something, you feel that all this is wrong, you are enduring, you have endured to the limit..."

Alina bit her lip slightly and shook her head.

"It shouldn't be now, Tallulah, it shouldn't be now." She said: "The villagers are innocent, and your momentary anger will only harm you and the others."

A large number of members of the infected picket team finally arrived.

"What happened! Oh my god! What happened! Who! Who did it!"

They looked angrily at the fire around them, their comrades who died miserably in the flames, the melting snow, the cold, the high temperature, and the blazing flames.

"Tallulah! Tallulah!!! Go, go! Don't come back! Don't come back!"

Tallulah turned around and saw the old woman crying at her and urging her to leave.

She didn't move.

She felt that she had done something wrong, but... was it really wrong? There was anger in her heart that could not be extinguished.