He woke up from the cold at dawn. He was covered with a thick mattress and a thick quilt. He should have been very warm. He thought he had accidentally kicked off the quilt. He rubbed the shit in his eyes. When he sat up, he saw that the quilt was still there. It's on my body, but my breath is foggy, why is it so cold?
"It's snowing! It's snowing..." Surprised cheers came from outside, and he sneezed heavily at dawn. His mind was still confused when he just woke up. Is it snowing? How is this possible in this summer?
Besides, there has been a severe drought for thirty years. Except for a few drops of spring rain every year, rain and snow in other seasons have long since disappeared. I have never seen snow at dawn. I only heard from some old people about the snow-covered snow that heralds a good harvest. world.
However, the cheers outside were getting louder and louder, and he couldn't help but believe it. Could it be a sign that the drought was about to end? Even secondly, having snow water to drink can save a lot of money.
At dawn, I hurriedly put on my clothes, covered myself with a scarf, and pushed open the firewood door. My eyes widened immediately, and I saw patches of snow-white snow falling from the sky in the bright sky and earth. It was true!
He suppressed his excitement, stretched out his hand, and caught a few snowflakes. They were cool, fluffy, like hexagonal patterns, crystal clear, and very beautiful. Is this snow?
In the small huts on the left and right, refugees poured out one after another. Many of them were so excited that they were not masked. Countless people danced and danced in the heavy snow, showing an atmosphere that was not seen during the New Year.
There was already a thick layer of white snow on the ground. Some children rolled on the snow, and many adult men and women knelt down, crying with joy and shouting to the sky, as if thanking God for ending their tragic fate.
As more and more people knelt down, many of them picked up the snow and began to put it in their mouths, trying to incorporate this blessing from God into their bodies.
Li Xiao was one of the few people who did not kneel down, and he had no idea of eating snow. Perhaps he had just experienced the great joy and sorrow of a windfall and lost it a few days ago, and his mind was very clear. He also remembered an ancient poem: "There are no mountains in the mountains, and the rivers are... Exhausted, winter thunder trembles, summer rain and snow, heaven and earth unite, I dare to be with you..."
Thirty years of severe drought, the rivers have dried up, and suddenly it snows in midsummer, which is quite abnormal. When things go abnormal, there must be monsters. How can you dare to act rashly before everything is clear?
Facts have proved that Dawn's vigilance was right. A moment later, those who ate the snow suddenly foamed at the mouth and bleed from all their orifices. They fell headfirst on the snow, their limbs twitching, and they saw that they could not survive.
"No! It's poisonous...the snow is poisonous...spit it out..." The surprise turned into fright. Even some children rolling on the snow began to twitch. Those who didn't eat the snow exclaimed and screamed, He rolled and crawled back to his small thatched shed.
At the break of dawn, he returned to his den as soon as possible and closed the firewood door tightly in fear. Then he felt that the right hand holding the snow was a little hot and itchy. He reacted very quickly and made a prompt decision. He opened a bag of water and poured it all in without caring about his heartache. When you put it on your hands, it feels cool and the burning and itching are immediately relieved.
He quickly shook the snow on his body on the open space at the door, trying to avoid it. Damn it! This beautiful white snow can poison people. What's a good sign? It’s a bad omen!
Then he put his hand to the bright light at the door and observed that there was only redness and no other symptoms, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
At this time, the hut area was full of cries and mourning was everywhere. The blood from the poisoned corpses dyed the white snow red, and was quickly covered by dense snowflakes, leaving only the outline of human figures.
After calming down from the shock at dawn, I suddenly thought of a serious problem. Since the snow is poisonous, once it stops snowing and is scorched by the sun, poisonous water will flow across the low-lying grass shed area, and it will be impossible to escape even if I want to.
He made a decision again, brought his water bag, wowotou and short knife, found a robe and put it on, wrapped it tightly from head to toe, then put a quilt on top of his head, opened the firewood door, lowered his head, Braving the wind and snow, he stepped on the foot-deep snow, avoiding the bulging corpses, and ran towards the ghost market street, which was the safest place in the entire ghost market.
Li Xiao did not invite his neighbors to go with him. Firstly, they were not familiar with each other, and secondly, he was worried that there were so many people going that the ghost market street might be closed to traffic.
The only person he thought of was the unknown girl. If she lived in the hut area, she would be in danger. He could only pray that she could escape this disaster.
But what I can think of at dawn, others can also think of. In addition to seeing a large number of corpses along the way, I also met many fellow travelers, all of them were wrapped like rice dumplings, some were wearing coir raincoats, and some were holding oil umbrellas. With a tacit understanding, they rushed to the ghost market street.
As soon as I approached the west gate at dawn, I saw a crowd of white figures in front of me, all of them covered with a layer of snow. The snow was getting heavier and thicker, and there was a lot of people talking, but there were so many people talking, nothing could be said. Can't hear clearly.
He threw away the quilt and took advantage of his thin and nimble body to squeeze forward without hesitation. At the same time, he was very careful not to let any snow get on his skin.
Li Xiao quickly squeezed to the front, and suddenly found that his worries had become a reality. The iron thorns originally used to deal with the zombies were pulled up and placed across the front of Juma. There were three in total, leaving only a small opening in the middle.
There are three lines of iron thorns, and behind each line is a team of guards, forming three lines of defense.
The guards all wore bamboo hats, black scarves, and white cloaks. Their hands were wrapped in cloth and they held guns. Only their eyes were exposed, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.
The ten captains in charge of the first line of defense shouted loudly: "Everyone must line up. Each person must pay a deposit of 30 yuan before entering. The ghost society will take care of food and shelter for ten days. Cash is needed. Credit is not allowed and property is not allowed to be used as collateral." , places are limited, first come first served..."
Thirty copper coins in cash is equivalent to cutting off the hope of the refugees in the hut area. How can they, who want to break a copper coin in half and spend it, take out thirty copper coins at once?
It's not true that the ghost club is taking advantage of the situation, and the price is fairly reasonable, but obviously we don't want too many homeless people to flood the streets and do extraordinary things. We must first ensure the stability of the ghost town center.
The wealthy households in Wawu District are not short of money, but their houses are spacious and their families have enough food. They rarely take risks and hide in the ghost market streets.
Therefore, there are only a few people who can pay the deposit to enter, mainly the refugees in the hut area. They have a little wealth, live in higher terrain, and generally choose to stay at home.
Most of the people crowded in the west gate came from the thatched hut area. They begged and hoped that Baoding would open up and allow them to take refuge inside.
But the guards were not the ones who made the final decision. They could only strictly implement the instructions from above, telling them not to push forward and to find ways to raise money or find another place to go.
The private laws of the Ghost Society are strict, and their minions are no exception. If anyone dares to bend the law for personal gain, he will be killed without mercy!
At dawn, I was penniless, and I knew that the sooner I entered the street, the safer it would be. Looking at this situation, as more and more refugees came in, something big would happen sooner or later.
While he glanced at Baoding inside through the iron thorns, he nervously thought about countermeasures.
There are many ways to raise money. The Tile House District is nearby. I am eager to rob rich households. I believe that many refugees are already thinking about this idea, but they have not reached that step yet. Moreover, if they rob the money, they will also commit a crime. As a capital crime, it is still a matter of debate whether he will be allowed to live on the street.
It was relatively safe to find another place to go. As a scavenger, Li Xiao knew a lot of safe places. He even followed the cunning rabbit's three burrows and hid three days' worth of water and food in a certain place, just in case.
But that is the last life-saving talisman, and I don’t want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.
Li Xiao's eyes fell on a familiar Baoding, and with a glimmer of hope, he tentatively called out: "Is it Tie Zhu? I am Li Xiao..."
