[Chu Liuxiang Mobile Game Dark Cloud] Big Dream Floating Life gl

When the memory falls here, it is like a stone breaking through the surface of the water, causing a splash of water and sinking to the bottom again.

Grief crushed my heart and soul. I felt as if I had been pushed into the bottom of the water by a big hand. It was difficult to breathe, my limbs were heavy, and my body was hurting from new and old injuries.

I fell directly from a high place this time, and I curled up in pain. I finally opened my eyes, and a few erratic shadows appeared in front of my eyes. the eaves.

"Girl, this is a shock."

An old voice sounded from the top of my head, and I saw a face that was hard to fill. The old woman was old, but she was very strong. She picked me up as soon as she stretched out her hand. After probing, it was found that the dantian was short, and most of the internal strength was destroyed.

No matter how flustered I was, the old woman still groped to the table and continued to embroider a handkerchief.

The oil lamp was beating, and I felt a bit familiar in the dimness.

I quietly touched the bandage around my waist, dragged my wounded hand with rolled flesh, and grabbed the dagger under the pillow into the palm of my hand.

"Don't be afraid, girl." The old woman's eyelids drooped, her voice was hoarse and difficult to distinguish, "The northern army is attacking the city outside Jinan City, and no one has found this barren mountain and wild ridge."

"..."

When I heard this, it was like being struck by lightning, and I realized that I was probably still in a dream.

"Where did grandma save me?"

"The girl was lucky enough to float to the reed beach beside the village. Now the city of Dezhou is broken, and all the people washed down by the Pangou River are dead." The old woman stopped her needlework and shook her head, "If the girl wants to escape, she should go to the south quickly. , many strong laborers in the village were arrested, and I heard that they were all driven to use cannons to bombard Jinan City..."

"..."

I seldom recall the past of Jing Nan. Now, the blood feud that was deliberately buried is completely torn apart in front of me, and then strangely trapped in a dream. The rain and all the miseries on the way to escape are as clear as yesterday.

I looked down at the bulging veins on my fist, and the sweat on my forehead was sticky and cold.

Sitting dry will only lead to wild thoughts, I used the excuse to fetch water, wiped off the dried blood on my shoulders and necks by the moonlight, the cold well water, the moon shadow floating in the basin-these are all very real.The cold water calmed my mania, and I tied up my clothes and stood beside the tree shadow.The old woman's hut is still lit with candlelight, which is projected out of the porch through the window screen. A cat ran under the steps. It ran from the corner of the light to the tree and landed at my feet. Only then did it realize my existence and bared. The tooth showed its power, and just as I raised my hand, it jumped up the dirt wall immediately in fright.

I climbed up the tree and looked beyond the earthen wall, only to see the moon on the mountain in the west, tracing the rolling dark shadow of the mountain.

The dream was so long that there was no end in sight, and no matter how vigilant I was at this moment, I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

This is not a good sign.

I bear too many blood debts, and I know my destiny as a human being. Once I let go of my strength to die, it will be the most difficult to wake up from the nightmare.

I buried myself in my sleeve and bit the back of my hand, fighting against the fear of the Japanese killer, the grief in my memory, and the bewildered situation after being furious and mourning, all of which escaped densely from the depths of my body like stinging insects shaken by thunder. Torn holes in my heart.I can only numbly think about the good time in spring, I haven't taken her out on a boat, and I haven't accompanied her to worship the God of Flowers, what if... I seal it in a coffin and bury it in the loess, I don't know which stele is rotting under it... What about her Find.

Or she doesn't tell anyone at all, and continues to see a doctor, read and paint, and fish in her spare time. When she sees the new storybook of Mei Shenglou passed on by her junior sister, she reads these love stories, and finally sighs: I used to be ...

I know that as long as she sighs and sheds a tear, I will not be reconciled.

I've been wandering all my life, and the hardest thing to let go... is her.

The shadows of the trees whirled, and the wind howled in the dream.

More than ten years ago, after I buried my fellow disciples, I did not immediately go south to return to my master’s sect, because eleven of my group died and there was no news of the rest. I wanted to find Senior Brother Ren Jin out of grief, so I recuperated in a small village. , Therefore, I witnessed that Jinan City was under the siege for three months, and finally the Northern Army withdrew, and the Southern Army took advantage of the situation to pursue and recover Dezhou.

Jinan has not yet opened the city gate. After hearing the news, I rushed to Dezhou to inquire about the whereabouts of my brother. There were many good news along the way, and Dingzhou and Cangzhou were also recaptured. It seemed that these were all nightmares. same age.I was relieved, but when I arrived in Texas, where bandits were rampant, I realized that I was just deceiving myself.

The dead will never come back.

It was already September, and the situation was unclear, but there were still people who came back to look for their relatives. There were barely some fireworks in the market. I cleared out a private house and lived there with a hidden identity. Bad, just lingering like this for more than a month.

On October 25th, the Northern Army went south again. I knew I couldn’t wait any longer, so I could only pack up my luggage and flee. The Northern Army was like a broken bamboo behind me. It would take less than ten days to attack Dezhou again, and all the land stations were destroyed. Unexpectedly, the northern army crossed from Guantao to the south, and there were no ships on the river for a while, so they had to flee south again.

In the blink of an eye, it was November, and I had run out of food and had no money, so I had to disguise myself as a beggar, with only a tattered jacket left on my body, and tried my best to survive.

... In the end, he still did not escape the Battle of Dongchang in the twelfth lunar month.

There is no other reason. It was in Linqing that he met Jiayan.

At that time, it was snowing heavily in Linqing, broken rocks were exposed in the burned alleys, and the white snow was trampled and dirty.This is on the edge of the city, and it was the most severely damaged place when the city was broken. It was said that the refugees had already fled and there should be no more people. There are blood debts hidden in every corner.

I followed the footprints for dozens of steps and turned into a deep alley.The houses on both sides of the alley are scattered, and there are awnings. The light falls from the gaps, and the darkness is just mottled to illuminate the pool of blood. The blood is still hot, crimson, and has melted a large amount of fresh snow.

I hesitated for a moment, drew the short blade from the back of my waist, and sneaked in against the wall of the alley.

The alley was deep, and the group of gangsters had already caught up with their prey, and their voices were loud and cheerful. I walked halfway in stealth, and the obscenities drifted into my ears.

Shadows of five people crookedly cast in the darkness, two of them squatted aside to watch the wind, the other two stepped on the girl's wrists, the leading fat man happily unbuttoned his trouser belt, exposing his white buttocks.

There are too many people. If I'm not careful, I'm afraid I have to fold in. I'm in a dilemma. I glanced left and right, and I happened to see a light shining in the mud beside me... It looks like something is broken, a crystal?Glass?jar?Jade ornaments?No, I belatedly realized that it was a light.

The thin glass jade is cut into beautiful petals, even if it is broken, the color and workmanship are very recognizable.

Yunmeng?

What Qu Zhuyi often said was: Junior Sister Yunmeng is good at everything, but she is too naive.When you are free, you still say that such a pure little person makes everyone want to hold it in their hands and pamper them, and it hurts in their hearts.

No, there will always be cruel people in the world who like to see beautiful things cracked and clean things stained.

When I was 13 years old, I saw the snowy trees and flying flowers, the sky and the lake - the only part of my longing for Taoyuan that was left to me was buried in this war. Take root in your heart.I don't know how many people there are, I don't know how many people there will be... I don't know where the anger came from. When I woke up, the dagger had been inserted into the fat man's heart, and blood was splashing everywhere. I turned around quickly, raised my hand to block the iron thorn, and launched The iron chain tied the attacker's neck, pulled and pulled, the long blade was sent in, and the intestines were pulled out downwards.

Their eyes were full of horror, which added a bit of innocence, as if I was the villain who committed the most heinous crimes.I looked funny, my body was bleeding, and I probably had a few more holes, but it didn't hurt, and even my emotions were frozen. I caught up with them without sadness or joy, and knocked the last person down at the entrance of the deep alley, waiting for me He staggered back and squatted beside the girl for a long time to look at her, his eyes were sore, and finally a gleam of happiness surged from his cold heart.

I recognize her.

Floating Tree once met Hueiwu once, and in less than two years, she has met too much. No matter where she is, she is always full of vigor, and she can't wait to take the lead and kill.Why...it shouldn't be what it is now.She was lying on the ground in a state of anger, with bloodstains on the corners of her lips, her clothes were half-faded, and her exposed neck and shoulders were covered with bruises. These were all minor injuries, the most serious being the broken calf, and her internal force disorder... It is the end of the battle to stay here.Trembling, I untied my ragged jacket and wrapped him in my arms.

The warmth made her move her eyeballs, and she unconsciously burrowed into my arms.

"Are you awake?" I asked hoarsely, took a breath, and walked out of the burned alley.The snow fell rustlingly, and the city of Linqing was filled with chills.

She didn't answer me.

"Don't worry, those beasts didn't do anything, I will kill them all, if you feel embarrassed, God knows this, you know it, I will definitely not tell anyone."

"..."

"You may not remember me, but I know you."

She listened to me quietly, stretched out her hand for a long time, and clutched my skirt tightly in panic.

Her complexion is fair, and the black and purple on her wrist is even more terrifying.

"Does it hurt?"

I lifted her up so she could rest on my shoulder.She turned her face and buried it in her shoulder, and fumbled her arms around my neck from the front of her clothes. Her soft body trembled for a long time before she said in detail: "It hurts..."

I hugged her, like holding a piece of pure snow, as thin and cold as Linqing full of snow.

"...It doesn't hurt anymore."

I coaxed.