The doors and windows of this room are sealed, and there is only a small round hole in the wall that serves as a transom. The outside wind cannot enter.
But this coldness is pressing in from all directions.
He looked around frantically in the darkness, but the only thing he saw was darkness.
Yinhan seemed to be teasing him, passing him from behind and pushing him next to him.
He was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe and just wanted to leave the woodshed.
He rushed to the door, banged on the door and shouted as hard as he could.
But of course, no one will hear it.
Besides, no one wants to hear it.
He clung to the door, slapping hard with his young hands, and felt the three walls behind him squeeze in, knocking the tables and chairs to the ground, as if they wanted to warn him of something.
A cold wave unexpectedly hit his face and poured directly into his mouth.
He felt that his esophagus suddenly froze, and the cold air penetrated every cell in an instant, knocking him to the ground.
He spent the night in a coma.
The next day, when the air got warmer, the first thing he did when he got up was to bang on the door and scream.
"Aji is making a noise." The servant who delivered the food did not dare to get close, lest he hear what he said.
This incident quickly spread throughout the Zhang family.
"Aji has never made any noise in the past three years, why is he making a fuss?"
"I must be unable to bear it any longer, or maybe I'm crazy."
The servant who was about to deliver the food heard that he was quiet, and when he was about to deliver it, Zhang Guiji started making a noise again.
Because he heard human voices.
He wanted to tell others "about it."
As a result, no one dared to approach him, and he was hungry for many days.
People always get hungry sometimes.
Even if he wasn't starving, his throat would be so dry that it smelled like copper.
He finally stopped barking.
Now, the servants could safely deliver the food.
They didn't dare call his name, so they just stuffed the dinner plate into the small crack under the door.
Zhang Guiji, who was so hungry that he filled his stomach, started shouting again.
The sound of banging on the door resounded throughout the backyard, adding a lot of life to this deserted corner.
The withered grass twisted its waist slightly, listening to his words.
There seemed to be movement among the scattered dwarf trees.
Zhang Guiji didn't know how many days he had screamed. As the days passed, his fear became more and more serious.
Sometimes he would burst into tears.
When he cries, he will think of someone: "Mother..."
Speaking of which, I haven’t seen my mother for a long time.
The golden crow is sinking in the west, and the cold is coming again.
Every night, he would feel the cold pressure.
He knew that this future was completely different from what he had experienced before.
The cold and cold air was still circulating in the room, still harassing him, and still penetrated into his mouth.
He suddenly remembered something.
A long time ago.
The white knife grazed his neck.
The blood smoking white on the blade...
"Mother..." he cried.
He didn't want to die anymore, he was tired.
"Mom..." He sobbed softly, leaning against the door helplessly.
Without warning, the door suddenly opened.
For the first time in three years, the door opened and there was a scream of contentment.
Zhang Guiji fell back unexpectedly.
Oh, the breeze...
The air outside is so nice.
It had been a long time since he had enjoyed the fresh air.
"Jill..." Someone knelt down and called him softly.
"Mom!" It turned out to be my mother who opened the door.
"Don't scream, mother wants to let you go..." She took out a small bag from her arms and handed it to him, "There is dry food and some money here... You run away."
How can a ten-year-old boy walk?
"Mom, I want to tell you..."
"Jill!" His mother looked angry, "Don't talk!"
"..."
"If you speak out, there will be disaster. Everyone is avoiding this!"
"But mother..."
"You escape, and if you survive, don't say anything unlucky again."
"Mom, I have to say..."
Without saying a word, his mother covered his mouth with one hand, picked him up with the other, and ran straight to the back door.
"If you go, don't come back, your uncle will kill you..." she murmured.
Zhang Guiji had tears in her eyes and could not say a word.
His mother had already opened the back door, put him down, and pointed in one direction: "Go straight from there to the east gate of the county. If you hear the rooster crow, leave the city tomorrow. The city gate will open then."
"Mom, the day after tomorrow..."
Before he could finish his sentence, his mother ran back to the door and hurriedly closed the door.
He was left alone in the alleyway late at night.
He stared blankly at the door.
After watching for an unknown amount of time, the dark sky gradually turned into gray-black, and the fish belly turned white behind the city wall.
Seeing the stars disappear one by one, Zhang Guiji shivered in the morning wind. It turned out that the dew had already soaked his clothes.
He knew he would never see his mother again.
He took another longing look at the back door before slowly walking towards the city gate.
In the early morning of the next day after Zhang Guiji left, things finally happened.
When the soldiers guarding the gate saw that it was getting light, they went to open the city gate.
As soon as the city gate opened, he heard a disturbing sound.
Rumble, rumble...
He pricked up his ears, but couldn't hear anything interesting.
Rumble, rumble...
"What is it?" another soldier asked uneasily.
"Ask the people above." As he spoke, he raised his head and shouted to his companions above the city gate: "Hey - did you hear something?"
"I'm looking at it too." The soldier above put his hands on the corners of his eyebrows and tried his best to look far away: "I can't see anything."
The sun still refused to rise lazily. Looking from a distance, there was a large area of darkness spreading on the dark earth.
"There is something... report it to the county magistrate immediately!"
The soldiers under the gate got on their horses and galloped towards the county government office.
Disturbing darkness, glowing with a faint silver light in the morning light.
The originally peaceful morning was now as quiet as a dead zone.
Because death is really coming.
The jet black covered with silver surged forward, making a huge roar.
Rumble, rumble...
The dogs in the city also began to howl uneasily, spinning helplessly in place, or huddled on the ground giving up.
It's too late, but it's soon.
The sun showed up just before they died, allowing them to see clearly.
Big water.
Did the river embankment burst?
The city gate couldn't be closed in time, and was washed away by the sudden flood. It was knocked off its hinges and crushed the soldiers who were closing the door.
Floods like thousands of troops rolled into the city, washing away the county town that was still drunk in the morning.
For a moment, with almost no panicked screams and no preparation for death, the whole city was submerged into the water.
Before they died, they all had a common feeling.
That is Yinhan.
The coldness hit from all directions, penetrating into the mouth, nose, ears... In an instant, the whole body seemed to be frozen into icicles.
The coldness and coldness force people to come and take away their souls.
The Zhang family did not regret not listening to the child.
Because the children don’t have time to speak, they don’t have time to listen.
Who has time for death?
【Old Beggar】
"Zhang Guiji, when you first entered school, you were named Xiangyu." The old man read the words on the paper and glanced at the child: "Are you Zhang Guiji?"
"Yes..." The child responded weakly.
It turned out that there was a piece of paper in the small bag that his mother handed him, and he wrote his birthday, name and other information.
When he walked out of the county town that day, he consciously walked south because he knew that the north was dangerous.
When he was hungry, he took out some dry food and ate it.
Seeing that it was getting dark, he hid in a ruined temple and stayed overnight.
Unexpectedly, there was already someone in the ruined temple. It was an old beggar with a foul smell all over his body.
The old beggar seemed to be acting poorly, sitting on the ground leaning on the magic case, staring directly at Zhang Guiji with a pair of hungry eyes.
Guiji gave him a piece of cake.
After a while, the cake disappeared.
"Boy, give this old man another one." The old man smiled and showed his yellow teeth, and his red gums were very red and swollen.
Zhang Guiji walked over hesitantly and put one hand into the small bag to get the dry food.
I don’t want to beg old. Although I am old, I am very fast.
Extremely fast.
Before Zhang Guiji could figure it out, he was knocked to the ground with a stick, his head filled with snowflakes.
The stick seems to have appeared from the incarnation of Lao Jing...
The old beggar snatched his small bag, rummaged for a while, and took out the piece of paper.
It turns out that Lao Jinghua is literate, so he must have attended school.
"My name is Guiji, my name is Xiangyu... This child is ominous, be careful not to let him speak...?" The old beggar thought for a moment and looked at him in confusion, "Who are you?"
Zhang Guiji was still in a daze, kneeling on the ground holding the back of his head with his two little hands, and there seemed to be a strange sharp sound echoing in his ears.
"Can't speak? Can't I just make you mute?"
"...will die."
"What did you say?"
