The city is full of beautiful people, including those who raise silkworms. There is no earthen pottery in front of the door of the house, and there are only a few straw tiles on the house.
What impression can a five-year-old have of home? Mud yard, mud house, white walls, grass tiles and pottery jars. Only the rain, pattering, brushed the scratches on the wall, the grooves on the ground, and the confusion in my heart.
Sun Zikai was sitting on the threshold under the eaves, with his toes in the rain. A few steps in front of him, there was a small square table with a disemboweled rabbit on it. As soon as he disemboweled the dead rabbit, it started to rain. Yes, he wanted to take the "medicine" from the rabbit's body, but unfortunately it was soaked by the rain and was useless.
The blood flowed down the wooden table, onto the dirt floor, along the ravines, and towards the stream flowing down the slope outside the door.
After a while, a figure came running from the corner in the rain. She was a woman, about twenty-four or five years old, and she hurriedly stood in front of Sun Zikai.
"Xiao Kai." The woman's voice was trembling.
"Aunt Ying?" Sun Zikai stood up, "My parents are not at home. They have gone back to your sect, haven't they?"
The woman hesitated to speak, as if she was in great pain. She squatted down, put a key in Sun Zikai's hand, and then said: "Your parents are dead. This is the key to their storage in Jinpingzhuang. Inside is What they saved will be given to you.”
After the woman finished speaking, she immediately stood up, looking tangled and struggling, with tears in her eyes.
The sound of rain became louder, but the children, one large and one small, remained silent. The woman was thinking about how to explain such a cruel thing as death to her children, but Sun Zikai opened her mouth and asked in a doubtful tone: " Aunt Ying, how could it be my parents’ turn to die?”
"Ah?" The woman was a little surprised, "Xiao Kai, do you know what death is?"
"I know. I just killed a rabbit this morning. I'm asking why it was my parents' turn to die. Aren't they just ordinary people? Although they have been in your sect for so long, they are not Have you always been from the outer side of the house? When my parents left three days ago, they told us that they went to do things with the big shots and disciples. I don’t know what they were doing, but even if it was a big thing, it was still small. It’s not the turn of little people like my parents to die.”
"Uh...this..." The woman was confused. She thought that the child would cry and go crazy. She thought that the child was ignorant and even needed to explain to him what death was for a long time. But she didn't expect that this child knew everything, life and death. Death, even small people can see things clearly. "Xiao...Xiao Kai..." The woman was about to speak when she suddenly saw the child's moist eyes, and a teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye.
The woman suddenly felt pain in her heart, shed tears, and struggled to say: "My child, you... you are too young. There are some things you should wait until you grow up. You... what should you do? There are still people at home, right?"
Sun Zikai wiped away her tears, and her tone became calmer, and she said, "There are uncles, aunts, cousins, and cousins. My parents are dead. I don't have the final say on this house."
The woman and the child's mother are good friends, so she naturally knows the situation of her family. The Sun family is already poor, and the child's aunt is extremely mean. For the sake of the uncle, she will give the child a place, but the child's life must be very difficult.
The woman said hesitantly: "How about you follow me, Xiaokai, I will support you."
Sun Zikai looked up at the woman and said, "No need, Aunt Ying. It's the turn of little people like my parents to die. It must be hard for you little people too. Aunt Ying, take care of yourself. Don't worry about me."
The woman was surprised again. Yes, she had been observing her surroundings and being cautious, but she was not disgusted by what the child said because the child's father was a very cheerful person who often talked about being a nobody. Being at ease and carefree, children should learn from him and see clearly.
"But...but you..." Thunder began to appear in the sky, and the woman was worried.
It was Sun Zikai who spoke first and said: "Aunt Ying, please go back quickly. Thank you for bringing this to me." He raised the key in his hand and said, "My aunt doesn't know about this thing. It's okay. I can join you." My aunt is going."
"That's right." The woman thought that he did have an aunt who married far away, "Then...I'll leave first. I have to go back before sunset. By the way, the sect should send your parents a message soon." pension."
Sun Zikai said calmly: "I'm too young. They won't give it to me. Give it to my uncle. He is just mean to my father, but he is actually very good."
"Okay." The woman stepped on the muddy soil and returned to the rain. Suddenly she was stopped again. When she turned around, the child was trying hard to put on a smile and asked her: "Aunt Ying, my parents have nothing to say. Do you want to stay? Do you have anything to say to me?"
The woman's nose felt sore and she couldn't help but break down and shed tears. She said tremblingly: "Xiao Kai, try to live hard!" After that, she ran away.
Sun Zikai was stunned in front of the door for a long time, then suddenly rushed out and ran into the corner. However, the late summer rain was ruthless and obscured the figures on the road. He suddenly burst into tears. Fortunately, the thunder was strong and no one recognized his embarrassment. He I didn’t go back to that earthen house again.
A month later, another little beggar walked into Jinping Village. The concierge did not dislike him, nor did the shopkeeper. After all, he held the key to the storehouse in the village, and the child did not cause any trouble to them. At the specified time, You must leave within a few days and never stay overnight.
Open the cabinet door, and you will find an airtight cabin inside. No one is allowed to enter except the owner. Sun Zikai walked in and turned on a lamp. As he said, his parents had always been in the outer side of the house. They were well-behaved people who practiced medical skills. Naturally, they didn't have much storage. The room was occupied by almost everyone. It was filled with all kinds of medical books, or all kinds of sundries, and he didn't have much money. He only had one weapon, a rusty iron knife, which his father had long since discarded.
He started to learn to read at the age of three. The first book Sun Zikai learned was medical books. He immersed himself in the pile of books by the light of the fire.
At dusk, he walked out of the storage cabinet and walked toward the door without saying a word. The shopkeeper suddenly stopped him and said: "Hey, boy, you can sell the things in the storage. At least you will have something to buy." A place to sleep.”
He turned around and said, "These are just books that ordinary people don't read, so they won't sell for much."
"what book?"
"Medical book."
"Medical book? Oh, no one wants it. You are studying in it."
"endorsement."
"Haha, I've memorized a few books." The shopkeeper looked at him with interest.
"I've memorized it all."
"Huh? How many books are there in total?"
"Four hundred and twenty-one, and two bamboo scrolls." Sun Zikai replied.
The guy on the side laughed and said, "You're bragging."
The shopkeeper also smiled and gestured for Sun Zikai to leave. Sun Zikai walked out of the door without saying a word.
Then they came to a stall, where they cooked some vegetables and rice and sold them to passers-by. Sun Zikai sat far away beside him, neither begging nor stealing. He didn’t accept anything thrown by the shop owner on the ground, waiting for the waiter to pour out the leftovers. After entering the bucket, he walked over and lay down to pick up something edible.
A group of children were running on the street. They were all wild children and little beggars that no one wanted. When Sun Zikai saw them, he immediately got up and ran away. The wild children shouted: "Catch him and beat him!"
There were groups of beggars, but he was never alone. Therefore, he was the target of bullying by all the wild children.
In late autumn, the barbarians invaded the city and destroyed half of it. The big sect sent men to save the situation, and then after plundering for a while, they went back under the banner of heroes, but this small town that was already poor was wandering. There are more people begging. The former gang of children has now become a gang of beggars, but the child is still alone. Within a few months, he has become like a wild monkey, with no light in his eyes. Pingzhuang was also looted by the barbarians, and those medical books that were of no value to anyone had long been burned to ashes in the fire.
It was raining, and it was pouring. In the middle of the two walls, there was a passage several feet wide. Sun Zikai was sitting in the corner. There was no place to hide from the rain. His hair had grown to his chest, and it was messy like twine. Suddenly, something moved in front of his feet. He raised his eyes and found that there was a small clay child squatting in front of him. He must have just learned to walk. He was wearing crotchless pants with half of his butt exposed. He was still a girl, smelly and quiet. Look at yourself quietly.
The girl was holding half a potato in her hand. She must have picked it from the swill bucket. Sun Zikai snatched it away, pressed it into his mouth, and chewed it hard. The girl didn't make any noise, as if she was used to it, and Sun Zikai didn't stop either. He took out a small piece of flour cake from his arms and put it in the girl's hand.
Xu Shi couldn't believe that the other party could give her something to eat. The girl didn't move until Sun Zikai pressed the cake into her mouth, and she started chewing it. Her teeth were very crisp and tender, but it was better than chewing that hard potato. She hadn't done that for a long time. After eating the soft food, the girl looked at Sun Zikai and smiled slowly. Her eyes narrowed when she smiled, as beautiful as a crescent moon, which made Sun Zikai laugh too.
The girl only ate half and brought the other half to Sun Zikai. For Sun Zikai, this was the first time someone had brought food to him in several months of wandering. Sun Zikai didn't answer, but was very moved. He suddenly stood up and ran out.
Soon after, he came to the small stall. The shopkeeper was still cooking. When he saw the beggar coming, he shouted: "Roll, roll, roll, there is nothing, roll the ball for me."
Sun Zikai said: "Your son's left foot was stabbed and swollen to the point of being unable to move. I can cure him. All you have to do is make me a meal."
The man looked back at him, sighed, and said, "Let's go, I'll give you nothing to eat. It's hard for you to live, and it's hard for me too."
Sun Zikai was silent for a moment and said: "Just give me a piece of cake. I can really cure him, or I can cure him first. If he can't be cured, you don't need to give him anything. He can be cured now."
The man reluctantly let go of the work in his hands, turned around, and suddenly shouted: "Why didn't you come earlier, little fairy! My son is finally saved, haha, my son is dead! He died the day before yesterday! He was buried under the peach tree outside the city. , go and treat it yourself! Remember to let him go home after he is cured!" After saying that, the man threw the pot and pot, lying on the ground, yelling and crying.
Sun Zikai lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry." He turned around and left.
But after walking a few steps, he turned around and walked to the swill bucket, took some scraps of food, and walked back to where he came from. The rain was still falling, and half of the city was still in ruins, with people burned and killed. The body, lying where it had been, stinking, eaten by vicious dogs, the feral children showed up again, and he had to run away again.
After walking around and back between the two walls, the girl was still squatting there. Sun Zikai poured the broken food into her hand and sat down against the wall with a very gloomy look.
"Hahahaha, you little bastard." A voice sounded from the side. A tall wild boy walked over arrogantly and said proudly: "You ran away and I finally caught you. Today, grandpa is going to beat the shit out of you. If you don't Let you eat it, hahahaha..."
Sun Zikai stood up and took two steps back timidly, but at this time, the rain fell even harder, pouring on the heads of the three children. Sun Zikai shuddered, raised his head, and looked at the sky. It hit him in the eye, and he looked at it in rapt attention.
The wild boy kept swearing and cursed: "Look at the sky, there is a bird in the sky! Why, God can save you!"
Sun Zikai lowered his head, and when he turned around, his eyes became very calm. The sound of rain was loud, and his voice was very soft. He asked: "I have never provoked you, never. Why do you want to hit me? I have been coming from the east." Hiding here, you follow and fight here."
"I just want to hit you, hey hey, what's wrong, you're crying."
"Oh" Sun Zikai nodded. The wild boy smiled and came closer. Suddenly, Sun Zikai rushed over. He was holding a broken piece of tile that he picked up from somewhere in his hand and stuck it straight under the wild boy's throat. The wild boy's pupils were wide open and he didn't react at all. Then, like cutting open the belly of a dead rabbit, Sun Zikai's hand slid down from high to low, opening the wild child's chest.
Thunder rang, and the rain became more violent. The wild child struggled on the ground, and his organs and blood flowed all over the floor, but they were washed away by the rain. Before dying, the wild child looked at the man they were chasing in fear. The guy I've been beating for months is only five years old. He should obviously be the easiest one to bully.
Sun Zikai's eyes were very calm, not indifferent, but indifferent, pure indifference, just like the rabbit, the process was so simple.
"Laughter and laughter" sounded from the side, the voices of those wild children. They discovered the traces of Sun Zikai. He had been hiding before, but they finally blocked him today. They estimated that the boy had been beaten to death by beans. .
In the rain, Sun Zikai walked out with broken tiles in his hands.
"Hey, this bastard hasn't peed yet." "Hahahahaha"
Sun Zikai nodded calmly, then rushed over...
"Killing!"
"Killing!"
The heavy rain drowned out all the noise, leaving only the scream of the sky. The tiles turned into blades, cutting into the skull with one knife, wiping out the throat with one knife, breaking the hamstrings, breaking the sternum. He just knew what to do, kill with a knife, if he wanted to, He could even make the other person suffer torture and die within the time under his control. The medical books left by his parents were the first step in his growth.
On a rainy night, he killed everyone who hit him, even adults, and even a group of beggars, but he only killed those who hit him. Apart from that, he also spared everyone who chased him.
That night, he became the nightmare of all the homeless people in the city. No one could bully him. Even the homeless people in their thirties were so scared that they peed after hearing his name.
At the beginning of winter, a convoy bought food and wine from the city and headed out from the city gate. There were quite a few people, about twenty or thirty people, all smelling of alcohol. The leader was sitting on the front carriage with a shaved head. It feels so comfortable to sing with your legs crossed.
The bald head was suddenly pushed, and the man said: "Old Yang, look there, there is a deer!"
The bald head looked over there and saw that there was indeed a wild animal, but it was not a deer, but a wolf. The bald head immediately woke up from the drunkenness and whispered: "Don't make any sound, the wolf's eyes are shining. He has been hungry for I don't know how long." , let it take a bite and it will rot."
"No, Lao Yang, there is a child there!"
Only then did everyone see that there was a child of four or five years old, who looked like a clay monkey. There was a cloth strap tied to the child's back. The older child was holding a broken tile in his hand, and the two of them were obviously The target of that hungry wolf.
Someone shouted: "It's over, the two children are gone, and I didn't take the bow." As soon as he finished speaking, the wolf rushed over.
"No!" Baldhead jumped out of the carriage, but it was too late to rush over now.
After a few breaths, the wolf came to the child and opened its mouth to bite him. However, the child suddenly fell to one side like a leaf, and then rolled back like a tiger in an instant. The prey and the hunter completed the exchange in one breath, and the tiles were inserted into the child's body. After entering the hungry wolf's neck, and then cutting it open, the wolf lost its mobility. Before it was dead, the flesh on its back was cut off.
The child first put a piece of flesh and blood in his mouth, chewed it twice, cut another piece, and handed it to the little baby on his back. The wolf was not dead yet.
This scene changed so quickly that all the strong men in the convoy were shocked into cold sweats. The bald man kept charging with a knife in his hand. He stared blankly at the hungry wolf squatting next to him, eating meat and drinking blood. The child's whole chest swelled with shock, but the child's eyes were very indifferent and calm. While he was chewing, he raised his head and looked at the bald head. Everyone in the convoy seemed to be strangled. It's like hitting the throat.
The bald man returned to the car, no longer drunk, and ordered his men to move on. Everyone walked on the road with lingering fear, but not a few steps away, Baldhead suddenly jumped out of the car and walked up to the child.
The child was still squatting and chewing in his mouth, but he had already grasped the tiles tightly in his hands. The bald head had a premonition that no matter whether the child could kill him or not, as long as he did something outrageous, the child would definitely pounce on him. .
The bald man comforted in a low voice: "My child, come with me. I will give you food, so you don't have to do this anymore."
The two children ignored him and lowered their heads to continue eating meat. The bald man sighed, turned back, and continued to move forward with the convoy.
Sun Zikai raised his lowered head, and the girl behind him reached out and touched his face. When he turned around, the girl's mouth was full of blood, but she was eating very happily. Sun Zikai's eyes trembled, and then he stood up.
The bald head was still thinking about the look in the child's eyes just now. It was a cannibalistic look, more cruel than he had ever seen in his life. It was so terrifying. What would this child become in the future? He would definitely become a beast.
Just as he was thinking about it, the person next to him suddenly yelled and climbed into the car. The bald head turned back suspiciously. The child was sitting next to him. The bald head was stunned, but the child handed him a piece of flesh and blood. The bald head looked at the flesh and blood. He looked at the child again, laughed, grabbed the meat, swallowed it into his mouth, chewed and said: "I haven't eaten wolf meat in many years, thank you, hahahaha..."
The convoy drove into the mountains and headed towards the north. After a while, it started to rain...
