dirty stuff

The Mengliang Ancient Road 500 years ago had just experienced a heavy rain that washed the world. The soil deposited on the bluestone slabs was washed into the ditches on both sides of the road, and the skinny old man was sitting on the official road wild bridge, always ready to pick up food. The leftovers from the nobles passing by are cold.

There were frequent wars on the border between Mengliang and Xuyan, and famine followed. A large number of refugees flocked to Mengliang Suidu, but most of them died of starvation before reaching Linjiang.

Shen Zhuyaozun, the first disciple of Yuchanfeng's sect, was ordered to lead people across the river to Suidu to do his best to assist Monarch Mengliang. The boy who was only eight years old, with arrow sleeves and a light robe, was the darkest man he had ever seen when he first entered the world. Moments, all the way silently riding forward.

Suddenly, the horse at the head neighed, and the whole team was forced to stop urgently. Shen Zhuyao's complicated thoughts were pulled back. He raised his bamboo hat with one hand, stretched his neck and looked forward.

The starving people were snatching a baby with red eyes. They fought so fiercely that they fell on the official road without knowing it. The court general who was leading the way threw a whip, which shocked them to kneel and beg for mercy. .

One of the hungry people begged hoarsely: "Master Guan, just now... I didn't know I blocked the way of Master Guan just now, and I hope Master Guan will spare our lives..."

Shen Zhuyao watched them silently, the twin lotuses embroidered with gold silk on the neckline were shining in the sun, he quietly moved to the side of a young servant in front, and asked softly: "Why do these people fight over each other? Robbing an innocent child?"

Seeing that it was Shen Zhuyao who immediately returned the gift, the servant said, "Your Majesty, you don't know, there are a lot of people scrambling for children to eat human flesh during the famine, and they probably snatched this child from other families. "

The eight-year-old Shen Zhuyao had never heard of such a rare incident of cannibalism. He was shocked. He tried his best to suppress the trembling of his voice, and looked at the crying child pinched in the arms of the hungry people: "Are you Say, they are going to cook this kid later?"

The little servant said disapprovingly: "From the point of view of a villain, nine out of ten times it is like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Shen Zhuyao walking towards the head of the team on his horse.

When the general saw Shen Zhuyao coming, he put away the long whip in his hand. Yuchanfeng's first apprentice was different from others, he had a very good manner, and at only eight years old, he knew honor and disgrace in his heart and knew how to advance and retreat, so the whole team did not use him Treat it like a child.

Shen Zhuyao asked: "Where are the parents of this child?"

The few hungry people looked at each other, and in order to save their own lives, they still said truthfully: "As for the adults, when we picked him up on the side of the road, his mother had already starved to death for several days. Such a small child will definitely die in this famine year." We won't live long, so we might as well...let him die to make some sense."

The words of the hungry people were true, but the words still inevitably annoyed the bloody Shen Zhuyao. He raised his legs and jumped off the horse. Regardless of the obstruction of the people around him, he stepped forward and snatched the dirty child from the arms of the hungry people Come and hold in your arms.

"I have raised this child. I will exchange fifty pancakes for this child's life. Go to the back of the car and get it yourself."

The military commander frowned slightly when he heard what Shen Zhuyao said, they didn't bring much food with them, let alone fifty pancakes in a famine year, three pancakes could make these people eat for a full month.

The hungry man froze for a moment, then kowtowed with gratitude: "Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord! Fifty biscuits... fifty..."

Shen Zhuyao got on the horse with the dirty child in his arms, and found that the little boy who was crying and struggling just now had a lot of life. His two big eyes were staring at him, and his gray face was full of tears. .

The team continued to march, and the general said: "Shen Shaojun, there is a famine at this time, even if you have money, you can't buy food. The fifty sandwiches you gave away..."

Shen Zhuyao held the rein with one hand: "It's all on my head. I'll have people supply the general with all supplies when we get to Suidu."

The general laughed loudly after hearing this, and sighed: "I haven't seen such a cheerful person as Shen Shaojun for many years!"

Shen Zhuyao looked curiously at the child lying in his arms, took out a handkerchief and wiped the drool off his mouth, and wrapped his arms around him to prevent him from sitting unsteadily and falling off the horse. This child is surprisingly Be good, even if you are sitting on a bumpy horseback, you will not cry or make a fuss.

With such unexpected fun on the boring road ahead, Shen Zhuyao's interest was much higher than before. He thought in his heart, such a child who can't even speak must not know his name. .

A ray of warm sun was shining from the bamboo forest, and Shen Zhu looked at the vast sky, and smiled slightly: "Why don't you just use my last name and first name, if the sky is clear and the sun is clear... just take the word Yan, okay?"

……

In the early morning, the corridor of the hospital was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. Sitting in the emergency room with lights on all over the world, he waited with Huang Rongxin in embarrassment. It was even more horrible, the wound on the head had just been bandaged by the nurse.

Huang Rongxin slapped the iron armrest of the chair in the corridor hard, and there was some echo in the empty corridor, and the paper married woman cursed secretly: "Damn slave bone realm!"

The little mayfly stood next to Huang Rongxin worriedly. She had just arrived when Sheng Feng was carried into the ambulance. The house had already been burned to ruins. Sheng Feng's face was covered with dried blood. The little mayfly could clearly feel that his aura had almost disappeared.

How many dangerous cases they have handled before, Sheng Feng has never been injured so badly like this time.

Huang Rongxin wanted to reach out and touch the little mayfly's head as a comfort, but he was about to lift it up before he realized that his hands were shaking unbearably. Even if he wanted to say something lightly, he couldn't say it now. Voice.

Suddenly, the door of the emergency room was pushed open by the surgeon, and several people stood up at the same time and moved forward.

"Who's the family?" asked the doctor.

Huang Rongxin quickly replied: "Me! I am a family member, doctor, how is his condition now?"

The doctor raised his hand to signal Huang Rongxin to go to the other end of the corridor. Huang Rongxin's heart tensed immediately, but he still pretended to be calm. After avoiding Tian Nan Di Bei Bei and them, the doctor said: "The current patient's condition is not very optimistic. Excessive blood loss from the puncture, inhalation of a large amount of high-temperature toxic gas in the fire scene, and multiple burns on the body. Fortunately, the patient's survival awareness is still very strong. We are still continuing to rescue, but you... still have to be prepared. "

Suddenly, Huang Rongxin's mind went blank, his eyes were hot, he lowered his head and blinked vigorously, suppressing the tears, and continued to ask: "Then...doctor, please do your best to rescue him, don't worry about money. , we must actively cooperate with the treatment."

The doctor took out an emerald green jade wrench from his pocket, handed it to Huang Rongxin, and said, "The patient had been holding this in his hand before entering the emergency room. If he has any other close people, I suggest you contact them." Come to the hospital as soon as possible to see me."

Huang Rongxin took over the finger wrench, which was still stained with blood that hadn't been wiped off in time. This finger wrench is in good condition, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is priceless. Sheng Feng would definitely not be able to get such a beautiful finger wrench himself. Isn't Huang Rongxin Fool, he can see who sent it.

Huang Rongxin's eyes were faintly red, but finally he forced a smile and watched the doctor enter the emergency room again.

All over the world leaned over and asked anxiously: "Team leader Huang, is the team leader... the situation is not very good..."

Huang Rongxin rubbed the wrench finger with a sullen face, and said slowly: "Whether Sheng Feng can survive this time can only depend on himself."

The emergency room was crowded with doctors and nurses. Under the shadowless lamp, Sheng Feng lay dying on the operating table with his eyes closed, his crow feather-like eyelashes trembling slightly, and the ghost pill was released in the shadows that ordinary people could not detect. The greatest power came to mobilize Shengfeng's life.

Sheng Feng's consciousness was awakened by the sound of running water beside his ears, and he fell into that dream that had appeared countless times, with flowing clear water under his body, and he saw the person wearing the twin lotus and silver collar again, but This time it seemed to be closer than before.

The man still turned his back to him, Sheng Feng sat up with some difficulty, he felt that his life was passing away quietly, his limbs became weaker and weaker: "Am I going to die..."

The voice of the man close at hand was still ethereal, and he answered irrelevantly: "Do you remember, who am I?"

Sheng Feng sat cross-legged on the flowing water and looked at him: "Shen Zhuyao, head of Yuchanfeng, Master Shen, why do you want to live in the dream of me, an ordinary person? If you have any difficulties, I'm afraid I can't help you now." .”

The long hair of the man in the dream was blown away by a gentle wind, he seemed to sigh, and turned around slowly, the silver bell hanging on his clothes was blown by the wind to make a crisp and pleasant sound, Sheng Feng saw his face For a moment, he was stunned.

"Then do you remember, who are you?"

The words were blown by the wind and torn into pieces, rippling in Shengfeng's ears, and the person in the dream turned into layers of petals and fell into the flowing water in an instant, as if the comfortable dream had been shattered and distorted.

who am I?

Sheng Feng suddenly felt extremely difficult to breathe. The white silk wrapped around his neck, and the executioner used brute force to treat his slender neck, as if it would be strangled in the next second. The scene before he died is vivid in his memory .

don't want……

The ear-piercing siren of the heart rate monitor sounded.

"The patient's vital signs are weakening!"

Everyone in the operating room started to get up in a hurry. The nurse wiped off the bead of sweat on the doctor's head. He exchanged glances with the nurse beside him, and he was ready to defibrillate.

Memories poured wildly into Shengfeng's consciousness, what belonged to him and what didn't belong to him, he felt a splitting headache, and the whole world seemed to stop at this moment.

Meng Liangguo.

National Division.

Rebellion.

An electric current passed through Sheng Feng's body, desperately trying to tear his consciousness out of the whirlpool of memories.

"National teacher, I want to see this peaceful and prosperous world, and you have to help me."

Another surge of electricity.

"One of them is bloodthirsty, and the other is a slave to tigers. I don't want my previous life to be with any of them."

"Shengfeng, I am sincerely interested in you, and I have no other thoughts."

I forgive you, remember to come back and coax me.

In an instant, the ghost pill released the last powerful force.

Finally, there is silence.

The author says:

Forewarning, large-scale memory killing strikes