So I hid the knife on my body and started carrying the wine out.
I couldn't move too fast, and I couldn't move all the wine outside at once. When I moved several jars of wine outside, those people had gathered in a flower hall in the yard. They found some meat and other food and were eating there by the fire.
They seemed happy to see the wine coming and started eating and drinking. I just curled up and watched from a distance.
Soon they drank all the wine and asked me to move it again. This time I was familiar with the route and went back to move five or six jars of wine. Lao Daobaozi drank to his heart's content. While drinking, he shouted: "This rich man's wine is not bad, it's strong enough!"
"Not only the wine is powerful, but the women are also powerful! It's a pity that there are too few. They should be kept for fun before killing." The others began to agree.
"Hmph, a few girls are nothing. With all this money, are you afraid that you won't be able to find a more powerful woman?" Lao Daobaozi sneered and suddenly looked at me.
When I saw his cold eyes, my heart tightened. I didn't know what he was going to do, so I quickly lowered my head and my heart began to beat rapidly.
He threw me a piece of meat and said, "Little bastard, for your hard work, I'll reward you with a good meal. Once you're full, you'll be on your way tomorrow morning."
When the others heard this, they began to laugh wantonly.
They didn't know that I had overheard their plan, but when I heard these words, my heart began to twitch again.
I didn't say anything, just chewed the piece of meat silently.
Only when you eat something and gain strength can you do things.
They drank a lot of wine that night. During this time, I went out and brought five or six jars of wine, but they were all drunk. They didn't stop until late at night, but they were all very drunk, and some of them were so drunk that they fell asleep on the spot. As usual, they tied me with a rope before going to bed. But this time they seemed to be no longer wary of me and just tied my hands casually.
I was ecstatic inside because I had taken out the knife and hid it in advance.
I huddled in the corner and waited quietly for them to fall asleep. Gradually, apart from their snoring, the only sound left in the entire flower hall was the occasional crackle of the fire.
But the wind and snow outside were still very fast and cold.
I didn't dare to be careless, so I waited for nearly an hour to make sure that they were deeply asleep, then slowly moved my body, left the flower hall, and found the knife.
They made the fatal mistake of giving me the opportunity to pick up a knife and cut the flimsy rope binding my hands.
So when I became an adult, I still warned myself deeply that if I want to live a long life, I must not make mistakes, even if they are some inconspicuous mistakes.
At some point, details can mean the difference between life and death.
I started to go to the wine cellar in the dark to move the wine with extreme caution. This process was very dangerous. I couldn't make a sound, and I had to move as much wine as possible in a very short time. I can't think about other things at this time, and I don't allow accidents, because if I make a mistake, my all-out effort will be in vain.
I can’t remember how many times I went back and forth to the wine cellar. Although it was extremely cold late at night, my whole body was soaked with sweat. It wasn't until the wine cellar was almost finished that I stopped to take a breath.
The wine has been moved in, and the next step is to pour the wine out. This is the most critical link that cannot be missed. Fortunately, the wine they drank was really strong, and they all slept like dead pigs. I started pouring liquor from the outside in, pouring liquor into all the places I could reach until they were all gone.
During this process, my nervousness reached the extreme, and my heart almost stopped in my throat.
On this late night of the snowstorm, the strong smell of alcohol began to fill the courtyard of the destroyed manor.
My nose was filled with the strong smell of alcohol, and my head began to feel heavy. I couldn't wait any longer. At this moment, I was just short of a fire.
There is fire in this flower hall.
Then, the wine started to burn.
When the wine touched the sparks, it turned into a flame, which began to spread quickly like running water. Everything that could burn in the flower hall was ignited, the fire light turned from dark to bright, and thick smoke billowed out.
In the blink of an eye, the entire yard was surrounded by flames, and the wind and snow made the fire even more intense. All I could see was the blazing flames.
Late at night in the cold winter, the manor suddenly turned into a sea of flames.
I didn't run away because I knew there was no way out. At this moment, I was extremely calm. I hid in the darkness and watched the activities in the flower hall motionless.
Sure enough, those sleeping people were quickly awakened by the pungent smell of smoke. They were already drunk, and when they woke up, they didn't know what had happened. Some people were already on fire, and they were screaming and rolling around on the ground.
"What the hell is going on? Why is there a fire?"
I saw the old Dao Baozi who had been awakened yelling in horror. But no one had time to answer him, because those people were also confused and at a loss.
They wanted to rush out, but the fire was too strong. The entire yard was already a lifeless sea of flames, and there was no chance of rushing out.
The six or seven of them started roaring and cursing like trapped animals. The one who was on fire even cried out for his father and mother. The fire was getting bigger and bigger. The rest of them were just trying to escape. Where could anyone go to rescue them? , fell to the ground and rolled over in a moment, and gradually became silent.
Someone shouted and rushed out of the door, but was instantly engulfed in flames and became a burning man.
Soon there was another burning charred corpse.
At that moment, they finally experienced the feeling of despair and fear.
I was soaked with sweat, and the scorching flames almost suffocated me.
But I feel very happy, my plan has been successful.
No, not quite yet.
Because Lao Daobaozi is still alive.
I will kill him with my own hands.
One of Lao Dao's legs is almost useless, and his mobility is extremely inconvenient. The remaining people were trying their best to put out the fire and escape from the fire, so no one paid attention to him even though he yelled and cursed loudly. He tried to stagger out several times, but was forced back by the fierce fire. His face was so anxious that he was really like an ant on a hot pot.
I watched the fire get bigger and bigger, the beams in the flower hall began to collapse, directly pressing the two people to the ground, the flames immediately engulfed them both, screams were heard, and the smell of burnt human flesh and thick smoke filled the air. The smell mixed together and rushed into my mouth and nose, making me almost faint.
I know that I won't survive either. Like them, I will be burned to coke and turned into ashes.
But in this situation, I had no fear, only the pleasure of revenge.
Although they both end up dying together, the difference is that this is an ending that I personally controlled.
I am very satisfied.
If I could kill the leader who killed my mother with my own hands, the ending would be even more perfect.
I hold the knife, ready to rush out and fight for my life at any time.
At this time, seeing that the circle of fire was getting smaller and smaller, and the house began to collapse, Lao Daodao suddenly grabbed a person and rushed outside with all his strength. The man was shocked, knowing that this was an old man who jumped over the wall and wanted to use his body as a cover to rush out of the sea of fire. Between life and death, the man naturally resisted desperately, and the two of them struggled on the ground.
Although Lao Dao Ba Zi injured one of his legs, as their former leader, his skills were naturally much higher than those of his subordinates. Moreover, when he was about to die, he unexpectedly burst out with astonishing strength, grabbed the man's neck and He pressed down tightly.
The man couldn't move, and his hands were scratching and beating the old knife handler's head and face. And screamed sternly: "Kill him quickly, otherwise he will kill you too..."
The remaining two people were panicked and didn't know what to do for a while.
The man's breath was gradually weakening, and he was still shouting desperately: "You can't survive...you can't survive..."
The old knife handle's face was covered with blood, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells, as ferocious as a devil. Before the man could finish his words, he broke his neck.
But at the same time, he was also stabbed on the back. It turned out that the two people had turned against him and killed him.
The knife hit the leader's back, immediately creating a bloody gash deep enough to show the bone. The pain only made him scream and roll over.
The two men were surprised when they saw that the knife did not kill anyone. The old knife handler was filled with shock and anger. He never thought that his usual subordinates would betray him at the critical moment. He just grabbed a long knife and shouted: "Damn it! If you want to die, let's die together!" He swung his knife towards the two people. .
Those two people were usually driven by him and did not dare to show any disrespect to him. But at this moment, he was betrayed at the critical moment of life and death, and his heart was filled with panic. But now we have no choice but to fight to the death.
The three of them immediately swung their swords to kill each other. The old swordsman was furious and swung his sword like a madman. The two of them were forced to retreat. As soon as they met, he cut off one of them with the sword and his neck. Suddenly Rain of blood splashed out.
The remaining man was so frightened that he turned around and tried to run away, but was hit in the shoulder by the handle of the old knife and fell to the ground.
But the old sword was also broken into two pieces.
He didn't care, still holding the broken knife and rushing towards the man who fell to the ground.
The man's liver and gallbladder were broken, and when he was dying, he had no choice but to stab with the knife, and the knife actually penetrated the old knife handle's stomach.
But the broken knife of the old knife also cut off his neck, and his scream was only half-sent before it got stuck in his throat.
Lao Daobaozi's stomach was bleeding profusely, and due to the inconvenience of his leg injury, he saw that everyone was dead. As soon as his angry and intense emotions dissipated, he suddenly gasped for air and collapsed on the ground. Seeing that he was trapped in the sea of fire and there was no hope of escape, his blood-stained face also showed a look of despair. He began to shout loudly, and even shed tears.
At that moment, he seemed exhausted and couldn't muster any more strength.
It turns out that no matter how strong a person is, when they face death personally, most people will collapse in despair.
And in my opinion at the time, this was the retribution they deserved!
I know that the time has come to take revenge personally, and I have no way out. So I rushed out with all my strength, and stabbed the old knife handle without hesitation with the knife in my hand.
Lao Dao Baozi never imagined that when he was at his weakest, the person who dealt the most fatal blow to him would be a child of only seven years old!
He was seriously injured at the moment and his mind was completely in a state of confusion and collapse, so he was not prepared at all for my sudden attack. So when I stabbed his chest with all my strength, I saw his eyes widen instantly, as if he had seen a ghost.
He stared at me with eyes full of disbelief, his mouth wide open, but unable to speak for a moment.
I stabbed him with the knife, and the warm blood splashed all over my face. The nervousness that had reached the critical point suddenly collapsed, and the hands holding the knife began to tremble involuntarily.
Although I stabbed the old knife handle with all my strength, I was too young and weak, so the knife only wounded him but did not kill him immediately. The old knifeman grabbed my throat in panic, stared angrily, and yelled through gritted teeth: "It turns out it's you, little bastard! I really underestimated you, and asked, did you set the fire?" "
His big hands were like iron pliers, pinching me until I almost fainted. I knew I was dead at this moment, but I didn't have a trace of fear in my heart. I stopped struggling, but used my only strength to pull out the knife from his chest, and continued to stab his chest randomly with one knife after another.
More blood suddenly splattered on Lao Dao's chest.
But he was not dead yet, and I was exhausted and could no longer lift my hands.
"Little bastard! How dare you plot against me! I will definitely cut you into pieces!" The old knife handle roared crazily, staring with blood-red eyes. I felt the strength of his hands suddenly increase, and I His eyes were bulging, he could no longer breathe, and his head suddenly became numb and blank.
I knew I was going to die soon.
At the moment when I was suffocating, I seemed to see a bright flower suddenly explode on Lao Daobaozi's face, a flower with splashes of blood.
Then there was a huge exclamation and scream.
The hands on my throat were released at the same time, and I fell down, holding my neck and breathing frantically.
My throat bone was almost crushed by the handle of the old knife.
I breathed in the smoky air and finally came to life, but it choked me so much that I almost coughed out my lungs.
At this moment, the old knifeman screamed and fell to the ground. He covered his face with his hands. I saw a dagger inserted in his left eye!
And the dagger is still held tightly in his hand! I was extremely frightened. I opened my eyes and looked carefully, and found that the person holding the dagger turned out to be a child.
I was even more surprised and opened my mouth wide. Isn't that child the one I have let go?
In the firelight, I saw his childish and delicate face clearly. There was no fear in his deep eyes, only determination and perseverance!
He held the dagger with both hands and clamped the neck of the old knife handle tightly with both feet. The latter was in unbearable pain and could not get rid of the child for a while. He could only roll back and forth on the ground and howl.
The child didn't run away, but hid in the dark, waiting for the opportunity, and stabbed the enemy in the eye with a knife! How much courage, cool-headedness and forbearance does this require? I was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, most of the flower hall has been swallowed up by the fire, and the ruins are still falling. The place where you can move is getting smaller and smaller. No matter how the handle of the old knife rolled crazily, the child remained motionless as if it was stuck to him. Even though their bodies were covered in fire and their clothes began to burn, they had no intention of letting go.
"You little bastards, you bastards, I'm going to kill you!" Lao Dao Baozi was still howling and cursing. As he rolled, he looked like a bloody man, but he was still struggling to die.
I stayed there for a moment not knowing what to do. Suddenly I saw the child's eyes staring at me. I felt like those eyes were like a cold awl, suddenly piercing into my heart and making me energetic. Stirring.
I suddenly came to my senses, then grabbed the knife and rushed towards them.
I used all my remaining strength to stab the knife into the waist and ribs of the old knife handler. He yelled again and instinctively reached out to grab me. As soon as he let go, the child immediately pulled out the dagger, and then inserted it into his throat accurately.
The old knifeman kicked his feet wildly, and blood kept coming out of his throat. His one eye looked at the child in horror and despair, and then his body gradually became motionless.
He finally died.
The child climbed down from the corpse, sat on the side and began to exhale loudly, while patting out the fire on his clothes.
I also slumped down and breathed hard while looking at him.
The two children were silent, but looked at each other and smiled in silence.
But after laughing, we started to cry, because we all realized that we would not survive and would soon be buried in the fire.
Even if they just worked together to kill a damn villain, they were still just two children after all.
"Are you afraid of death?" the child asked me in tears.
I was confused, shook my head and nodded, and replied: "I used to be scared, but then I wasn't scared anymore... But now that I'm about to be burned to death, I seem to be scared again..." As I spoke, I burst into tears. falling out.
The child huddled there holding his head, looking at the raging fire around him, with a look of fear in his eyes. But he gritted his teeth and said: "I...I'm not afraid, this is my home, my parents are here...wuwuwu..."
"Why didn't you leave?" I asked him.
The child's eyes suddenly became very determined. Said: "I had already ran away, but when I thought about you saying that my parents had been killed by them, I didn't want to run away. I wanted to avenge them! So I came back quietly to hide, but I didn't expect you If you don't leave, it's just to burn them to death..."
My heart trembled. I didn't expect that he would have such courage and determination to come back just to avenge his parents.
Our purpose turned out to be the same.
I couldn't help but look at the almost completely burned house, and felt sad. I lowered my head and said, "I'm sorry, I burned down your house. But I also want to avenge my parents."
The child was sobbing, shook his head, and said, "It doesn't matter. If you hadn't set the fire, I wouldn't have been able to avenge my parents." He suddenly looked at me and continued, "We are going to die together. I don’t know what your name is.”
"My name is Silence." He said his name to me.
My desperate heart began to feel a little warm. I tried my best to smile and said my name to him, "My name is Xiao Yi."
This seemed to be the last farewell for the two children.
As the fire continued to spread, it became increasingly difficult for both of us to breathe and our consciousness became blurred. But I feel a little relieved in my heart, because when I am dying, there is still someone who is not an enemy to accompany me.
We, if we still have time, I will consider him a friend.
But we have no time, death is coming.
In a daze, I felt him approaching me, and then grabbed my hand. I felt his hand trembling, and then the two of us hugged each other tightly.
In this world, maybe no one is afraid of death, right?
[In the middle of the heavy snow late in the cold winter of that year, in a manor yard that was burned by fire, a man came strolling in the courtyard with no wind and snow on his clothes and no flames close to him. He looked at the raging fire in the manor yard and shook his head and sighed.
He walked among the flames, and the thick smoke and flames rolled around him like a strong wind. When he saw the two fainting children hugging each other in the sea of fire, his eyes suddenly lit up.
So the man held a child in one hand and walked out of the sea of fire, stepping on the snow and wind, still leisurely. 】
