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749512 sub-world
It was early spring in the eleventh year of Jian'an (206 years).
Yanzhou, Juancheng County.
In the cramped and dirty prison, Song Xin lay unconscious on the damp ground. The weather in early spring was still cold, and he was only wearing a tattered single coat with many tears and horrible purple bruises clearly visible underneath.
The plaster on his face, mixed with blood, had long formed into black and cracked hard lumps, like dry and cracked soil during the dry season.
There were two bowls in front of him, one of which contained goose legs that were burnt black, burnt on the outside but raw on the inside.
In the other bowl was cool corn soup. Although it is said to be soup, it is actually almost the same as water. Because of the cold weather, it was covered with a thin layer of ice.
A gust of cold wind squeezed in through the small window on the wall, and Song Xin shrank slightly.
Song Xin opened his eyes drowsily, and a disgusting smell penetrated his nose. Caught off guard, he was almost knocked over by the strange smell.
But the piercing headache still helped him stay awake, and countless fragments of broken, logically messy memory fragments were injected into his consciousness like mercury.
There were two forces tearing at his head. Two memories are fighting in the brain, and two consciousnesses are fighting for control of the body. It's like two basins of water of different colors were poured into a bucket and gradually mixed.
"Where am I? Haven't I fallen to my death yet?" One of my memories was interrupted when I was deceived by Zhai Qianqian into losing all my money and jumped off the rooftop. He only remembered that the cold ground rushed towards him, and then there was a dark and blurry abyss, with thick black oil all over his body. It seems that there are still two voices in my ears, seeming to be talking about Yu Qian, Zi Shi Shi and so on...
Finally, these memory fragments were reorganized in consciousness, and gradually became clear and orderly. He could tell that these memories were obviously not his own: he was taken into prison by the police and beaten severely, and his uncle Song Chou came to promise that he would be released from prison...
The sudden extra memory in his mind told him that the owner of this body was also named Song Xin. His father disappeared before the battle and was accused of defecting to the enemy. The whole family suffered a lot.
After the headache subsided, Song Xin felt dazed for a while. The dark and dirty walls of the cell, coupled with the unbearable stench in the environment, made me feel sick and retching, but I couldn't vomit anything out.
I felt an unbearable hunger, as if I hadn't eaten in thousands of years.
Suddenly, he saw that in the broken bowls in front of him, there were corn porridge with thin ice, and...a goose leg!
He couldn't believe it was true. There were goose legs here. Like a person who was dying of thirst in the desert and saw water, Song Xin tried desperately to stand up, but felt a pain in her legs. Looking down, he saw that his legs were limp and bloody.
But hunger and thirst still made him struggle to crawl over regardless of the pain.
Even though the food was cold and had an unpleasant musty smell, Song Xin ignored it. He chipped the ice in the bowl with one hand and wolfed down the goose legs and porridge.
The prisoners in the cell next door looked at his pitiful and embarrassed eating appearance, and all laughed, with some sympathy mixed in the laughter.
"Boy, are you full?"
When Song Xin heard this voice, his body trembled suddenly. The other person's language was unfamiliar yet very familiar...
They spoke Chinese, but it was not the Chinese spoken by modern people, but the ancient pronunciation that had disappeared in the long history!
A one-eyed prisoner laughed and said: "Haha, has this kid's head been hit?"
"You...you were the one who was beaten!" Song Xin retorted.
The one-eyed prisoner said: "Oh, hahaha, you dare to talk back. Did he think Song Chou would come to save him?" This statement caused a burst of laughter from the other prisoners, and their laughter filled the entire corridor of the dungeon.
The Song Chou they were talking about was Song Xin's uncle. He was the captain of the county, and it was Song Chou who promised Song Xin that he would come to rescue him.
"What did you say?"
A lame prisoner laughed and said: "Hahaha, you ate goose legs. Do you think they were sent to replenish your health? This is a decapitation meal to send you on your way. The person who lived in your cell Everyone has eaten goose legs.”
When Song Xin heard their words, she felt as if a big stone had been hit on her chest and trembled suddenly. The consciousness that was competing with him for his body suddenly felt as if its power had been taken away, and it weakened for a while.
However, he still held on to the last glimmer of hope in his heart, and he said stubbornly: "You are talking nonsense, my uncle will definitely save me..."
The one-eyed prisoner saw Song Xin's confused look and joked: "Who do you think arranged this decapitated goose leg? It was your uncle who arranged it. I will tell you now how Song Chou became an official. ? He harmed your father and took away his credit. When he came back and falsely accused him of surrendering to the enemy, everyone who was traveling with him knew it."
This sentence aroused the interest of many people, and they all talked about it, "Let me tell you, when Song Chou sees someone more ferocious than him, he is scared like a little chicken. I have experience. He's so fierce as Karasuma, I wouldn't believe him if he had the guts to kill Karasuma."
The lame prisoner said: "Besides, your mother-in-law and sister have already lived a good life with him, and they have forgotten about you! Do you still remember the last time they came to visit?"
The one-eyed prisoner said: "Yes, when Song Chou has a fat boy with your mother-in-law, who will remember you? I heard that his sister is also a beautiful person. I'm afraid that Song Chou will also be like this in the future." I won’t let it go.”
At this time, a bearded prisoner reminded: "Hey, you guys, have you forgotten why you are blind and your legs are lame? He has now joined the Wei family, the largest wealthy family in the county. Don't you want to live?" "
The lame prisoner stuck out his tongue and said, "Song Chou is just a villain. When that bad guy couldn't pay off his gambling debts, I beat him in the street..."
Hearing these words, Song Xin's mind suddenly relaxed, like a sleepy and nervous person suddenly falling asleep. The consciousness that was competing with him for his body seemed to have been hit by an unprecedented blow, and suddenly became quiet and gave up. struggle.
He knew that the consciousness belonging to this body gave up.
A sadness welled up from the depths of my soul. Song Xin is very familiar with this feeling, which is a kind of betrayal by a trusted person and despair of human nature...
Leaning against the cold wall and listening to the jeers of the prisoners in neighboring cells, he could not say a word.
Watching the prisoners next door happily caught a panicked mouse and threw it into a small charcoal brazier for roasting. At this time, I was like a mouse being slaughtered.
He turned his head and stared blankly at the small window on the wall. The moonlight squeezed in from there and shone on Song Xin's cheek, as if it was gently soothing him.
As he watched, two terrifying faces suddenly appeared in the moon, "Song Chou! Zhai Qianqian!"
They were like nightmares from two lifetimes, grinning ferociously at him, with sharp fangs in their mouths, biting Song Xin in one bite and tearing him in half!
Song Xin screamed in fright and found that she had fallen asleep at some point. She was awakened by this nightmare and was covered in sweat.
But he did not hear the ridicule of the neighboring prisoners. The prison seemed to fall into a dead silence that he had never experienced before.
It was so quiet that you could even hear the slight sound inside your body and the blood flowing in your veins. Even every time I swallowed, I could hear a strange whimpering sound.
"Is there anyone there?" Song Xin shouted, raising his voice.
Suddenly he covered his ears tightly, and his shouts made his ears hurt.
"..."
He turned to look at the cell next to him. Everyone there was still there, but the prisoners were like solidified mud bodies with different expressions, but they were all motionless. The sparks ejected from the burning charcoal basin also solidified in the air.
It was as if the world stopped running for an instant.
A wave of fear struck... Song Xin was so frightened that she huddled in a corner of the cell. Her body kept shaking, but she didn't know whether it was from fear or cold.
Moreover, in this extreme silence, there was actually a sense of oppression and sinking that made his heart palpitate, and even gave him the idea of committing suicide.
Suddenly, Song Xin's vision went dark, and he felt as if he was falling into a dark abyss, and he screamed in fear.
While the uncomfortable falling feeling continued, a strange voice suddenly appeared in his ears.
"You won't die if you wear the jade ring."
Song Xin opened his eyes suddenly, his facial features still trembling and twisted due to the fear and falling feeling just now. Looking around, everything is still the same.
It was late at night, and the prisoners were snoring one after another. The usually noisy and annoying snoring was now somewhat friendly.
"It turned out to be a dream within a dream..." Song Xin breathed a long sigh of relief, felt his body stiffen, and stretched. Suddenly, he felt like something was touching him behind him.
Touching back, his expression suddenly changed.
At some point behind him, a jade ring as long as a little finger appeared...
