It's night. The robber leaned against the grapefruit tree for a while. When he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the deserted village, it was already full of lights, but where was his home?
The wind was howling constantly, and today, damn, it really looked like it was going to snow. The robber leaned under the grapefruit tree and watched the girl sitting quietly in front of the scholar's house, with a smile blooming like a flower on her face. The robber glanced at this scene and felt envious, but he sighed. I'm afraid he will never have such happiness in his life.
I had no choice but to pick up my bags, take one last look at this heart-warming scene, and then leave quietly along the ancient road in this deserted village. As for his departure, the people in the deserted village didn't care. What did they care about?
After walking like this for a long time, they had reached a place where there was no human habitation, and someone seemed to be roaring in the sky. After listening carefully, no one could be seen. The robber wanted to go back to his cave at this time, but when he remembered that someone was going to hunt him down, he didn't dare to go back for a while, so he had no choice but to carry his luggage and walk on this deserted road.
It is raining, the sound of rain is like weeping, the night is extremely cold, and on the distant mountains, ghosts are scolding my mother.
The robber stayed in this dilapidated cave, with no one around him, and only a small fire beside him. With this fire, the robber warmed his body. In the distance, in the open space, someone seemed to be talking. If you listened carefully, there was nothing. Could these trees talk?
At this time, he thought of his relatives. He had no parents since he was a child, and his only brother was also killed. Fearing the robbers' revenge, the enemies would pursue them day and night. Otherwise, the enemies would never seem to feel at ease. What's even more frightening is that the robbers still don't know who this enemy is. How many people are there?
Thinking of this, the robber had no choice but to shed tears, but people would only look down upon his tears, and even thought they were worthless. At this time, staying in this dilapidated cave, there was no woman or companion. The only thing accompanying him was the curse of the ghost not far away.
The robber took a look at the sky at this time. It was still raining continuously outside, but in this cave, it was unusually warm and there was a fire. He put a leg of lamb he was carrying with him on the fire to roast it, and it smelled delicious. It spread out and made him drool continuously.
The leg of lamb was roasted, and he was eating it by the faint light of the fire. At this time, the wind was roaring outside, and the rocks were rolling around in the roar of the wind, and they were moving away like roaring waves. And in this strong wind, the howling of the wolves can no longer be heard, and the moon wheel emerges, shining the moonlight, like a woman's smile.
After the robber had eaten and drank enough, he punched all the way in the open space. In the middle of the night, the mountains continued to cheer for him, but those who were hiding in the valley and crying quietly could no longer be heard.
When the robber struck down the stone with his club, it trembled, shattered and rolled down, passing away like the wind, never to be seen again.
And this punch hit the tree, and the tree also dropped its leaves one after another. A dragon sleeping on the tree was frightened, rolled down from the tree, and then left in a daze.
It rained again. The robber got into the cave again and opened the quilt. The night was already deep. What else could he do if he didn't sleep?
The robber was lying in the cave with his eyes closed, and the heavy rain was still pouring outside the door. To be precise, it was raining continuously outside the cave door, and the wind swept over from nowhere, making this dilapidated The cave became so cold. A loud sound woke him up. When he opened his eyes, he saw nothing unusual, but across the river, it seemed like countless people were yelling.
The light of the torch once turned the mountains and fields red, and even the robber's own hands could be clearly seen in the cave where he stayed. Countless torches were on the other side of the river, seemingly ready to pounce on him at any time and kill him without mercy.
Those people, to put it bluntly, were the husbands or fathers of some women. The reason why they came to kill the robber was to avenge their wives or daughters. Some of the women who had been seen by the robber were already crazy and took off their clothes when they saw someone. Some of them had already committed suicide. Of course, those women whose faces were covered with cloth were safe and sound. It was just that those women who had not covered their faces due to negligence were no longer alive at this time. It was nothing in the first place, but the rumors were terrible and they were covered with unjust injustice. Women, in the eyes of the world, are no better than shit. The reason why they hate Jiuquan is really helpless.
However, although they passed away forever, they did not bear any grudge against the robber, although the robber had secretly looked at their faces when they were not on guard. Of course, if the robber knew this, he would not look at the person's face even if he was beaten to death. At this time, he wanted to pluck out his own eyeballs.
"I'm going to fuck your mother!" Someone shouted so loudly among the countless torches on the other side of the river, "And then, I'm going to kill you, you beast, with my own hands!"
After hearing this, the robber sat on the stone, worried. However, with such a river across the way, I didn't think they would be able to come over for a while, so I sat on the stone, eating beef and thinking about how to deal with it.
Someone was actually swimming over at this time, holding a torch in his hand, and you could see how bright and dazzling the light from the knife in his hand was. Looking at the knife, the robber was also angry at this time. He could not sit still and wait for death. He was not willing to die in this man's hands for no apparent reason. But there was no way to deal with it. Then, countless people swam across the river and rushed over. They all held big swords in their hands and wanted to kill them quickly. Faced with such a situation, the robber had no choice but to run away. If he stayed like this, they would not only kill him but also frighten him to death.
However, the heavy rain was still falling at this time. Where could I run to, but it was inconvenient to stay here anymore, because people were already rushing towards me, and a long knife was already thrown at me. It almost killed him.
I could only keep running deep into the mountains, but the mountain roads were so slippery, and it rained heavily, so I fell down on the mountain roads not once or twice. But he didn't dare to stop. There were constant sounds of pursuit from behind, and the thunder in the sky was also adding insult to injury, making the robber feel that his end might really be coming.
And he has not committed any crime, so why should he kill himself? Is there any royal law in the world? He didn't know, he only knew that he could run forward without his life. Otherwise, wouldn't his death in the hands of this group of people be in vain?
The robbers kept running in front, and the torches held by the chasing people behind them were a full mile long, or even more. I don't know why, maybe it was God's blessing, but the rain also poured down on the torches held by these people. Immortal.
"Don't run away, I have to kill you, you idiot, today!" Someone shouted, and what was even more terrifying was that the voice was right behind him. It seemed that the robber's strength had been exhausted, and he was about three years old. The time to go is not far away.
However, someone in the crowd started fighting at this time, not for anything else but because someone fell down and crushed the pursuer from behind. The person being suppressed is already quite angry. His daughter is dead, but he still has to be suppressed by this person? Moreover, the person who suppressed him also pooped a big poop on his head, which is very disturbing. Got it, is it a joke or not? In a fit of rage, the oppressed person stabbed the fallen one, but only once. After he struck, he suddenly realized that it was too late, and the man was dead.
