Qi State.
There is a big river in the plain and a small town nearby. There are many fishing boats docked along the river, and many fishing nets are drying on the shore. There are also several warehouses and many large houses, a very ordinary fishing port scene.
But unusually, there was no one at the fishing port.
The fishing boat was leaning against the shore in a mess, covered with dust and fallen leaves. The fishing nets hanging out to dry were in tatters, and you could tell that they had been left out for a long time. The doors and windows of the house are open, and they make a clanging sound when the wind blows.
Now is the fishing season, which should be a lively time. But both the river and the fishing port looked depressed.
Su Qing rode the clouds to the top of the port, and her sight fell on the far side of the river.
A fishing boat came back from afar, looking so lonely and unexpected. On the boat was a young fisherman with dark skin and a thin face. His expression looked very nervous and exhausted, and his lips were a bit sickly white.
"The third life." Su Qing looked at the young fisherman.
Zhao Ji was reincarnated for seven lives, three as a human and the fourth as a beast. This was his last life as a human.
In his first life he was a young soldier, in his second life he was a bandit and a bandit. They both lived on the edge of a knife. But there was no trace of murderous intent in this life, and instead he seemed a little cowardly. Man said that compared with the killing god of Wei back then, he was weak even compared to ordinary people.
The spirit of the White Tiger still exists, but is hidden. Just waiting for an opportunity, it will explode.
Su Qing can clearly see that future, and it will happen tonight. But I feel that the trajectory has deviated, and I don’t know how it will change in the future.
"Let's take a look first and then talk." Su Qing did not go down to make contact and continued to watch from the clouds.
The young fisherman seemed to be in a hurry and quickly docked the boat. He picked up a fish basket and stepped onto the shore before the boat stopped. He tied the rope twice randomly to the pile and ran towards the town with rapid strides.
There is a forest between the town and the river, with a broad avenue in the middle. It is not far to walk there. But the fisherman did not go directly, but made a big circle to avoid it. His eyes would glance into the forest from time to time, with fear and apprehension in his eyes.
"Hooooo..."
There seemed to be something in the woods, and there was a faint, strange growl. He seemed to have noticed the fisherman, and there was some vague movement.
When Su Qing saw the things in the forest, his eyes changed slightly.
The young fisherman shuddered, avoided some of them, and hurried back to the town.
The town is surrounded by fences, tall and strong but rough. Some parts are complete trees, and some parts are door panels and citrons. The entrance to the town is a large wooden gate, with a high sentry tower behind the gate, and a young man holding a steel-forked hunting bow stands guard.
Seeing someone approaching, the young men immediately picked up their weapons and set up their bows and arrows as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Who! Don't come over!"
"It's me!" The young fisherman waved his hands vigorously and kept squatting and bending down.
The young man on the sentry tower felt a little relieved, but he still remained vigilant.
try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} "Come over slowly and take off your clothes so that we can see clearly."
Faced with the strange request, the young fisherman didn't seem to be surprised. He took off all his clothes and turned around so that the guard could see clearly.
"Turn it around so that I can see the armpits...and the bun. Pull it open little by little to see if there are any wounds..."
The guard checked very carefully and made sure there was nothing wrong before opening the door.
After the young fisherman entered, there was a singing section inside. Two young men in thick clothes came over and checked him twice before letting him into the village.
After walking inside, an old man on crutches, a man and a woman were waiting for him.
"How's the catch?" the old man asked.
"Not bad." The young fisherman opened the fish basket and filled most of it with large and small river fish.
The old man nodded and motioned to the man next to him to take the fish basket.
The young fisherman hesitated and said, "Uncle, can you leave one for me?"
"Huh?" The man grabbed the fish basket and made the young fisherman stagger, "What are you thinking about? My father has to share these."
"Why are you so fierce? Show your ability!" The old man symbolically scolded the man, then turned to the young fisherman.
"But so are you. What do you mean by leaving one for you? These fish are food for the whole town. All food must be prepared uniformly, and even I don't have any privileges."
"You know, my father is sick..." the young fisherman lowered his head and whispered.
"Those monsters were hiding in the woods during the day, and the barn happened to be in the woods. It was my father who lured those monsters away and got enough food back. Now that he is sick, I want to save the fish and make soup for him. Make up for it..."
"What do you mean by that?" The old man said nothing, but the woman next to him spoke up.
"Your father was not the only one who went to lure the monsters. Everyone else died, but your father came back alive. What else do you want? Besides, it's not like I didn't take care of you. Every time we share food, we are never short of yours. share."
"Most of the food distributed to my family is hard buns... My father is very ill now and really can't swallow it." The young fisherman's voice became even softer, "And now no one else dares to go out. I am the only one. Dare to go into the river. Just one fish..."
"To be clear, no one asked you to go. You begged your uncle to let you go." The woman glared again.
"If you are bitten by a monster after you go out, you will be a disaster to the whole town. If you hadn't repeatedly begged, would my uncle let you go? Besides, it's not without benefits for you to go out. I can give you all the herbs my uncle left. Your father."
The young fisherman lowered his head and murmured, not saying another word for a long time.
"Okay, go home first and take good care of your father." The old man patted the young fisherman on the shoulder. "These fish are to be dried and saved for future emergencies. They will be wasted when making soup. I'll take a look later. If you have any rice at home, I’ll make some porridge and send it to you.”
try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} "Thank you, uncle." The young fisherman thanked him quickly and hurried home.
After the young fisherman walked away, the woman opened the fish basket and looked at it, her eyes suddenly brightened. "Master, come and take a look, there is some salmon. We haven't had it in a long time."
The man next to him licked his lips, "Well, today is a good day..."
"What are you talking about?" The old man interrupted the woman angrily and lectured loudly, "This is from the town, not from anyone..."
"Dad, we were wrong." The woman and the man quickly admitted their mistake.
The old man looked around to make sure that the young fisherman had gone far away and that no one else was around. Then he whispered, "When we go home, we will make dried fish and put them in the yard where everyone can see them. Take out a few fish sticks." It’s stewed, but be careful not to let the smell escape.”
"Yeah." The woman and the man nodded repeatedly, covered the fish basket and picked it up.
"There is one more thing." The old man explained again, "Go back and heat up the leftover porridge from the day before yesterday and send it to the father and son. "
"Ah?" The man said reluctantly, "I want to give those porridge to Erhei."
"I'm just wondering if that dog of yours can have some brains." The woman scolded, "Now that boy dares to go out of town, I still need to comfort him. Dad didn't want to part with a fish today, he just hit him on purpose. This way Only then can he be obedient and go into the river again tomorrow.”
"That's what I mean." The old man nodded and said to his son, "Learn from your wife, otherwise you won't be able to run the family in the future. You can't convince the public with your fists alone..."
They did not notice that the young fisherman had not gone very far. Standing behind a tree, clenching his fists tightly, his eyes were full of grief, anger and humiliation. An inexplicable violent energy surged out from the bottom of my heart.
Su Qing watched silently on the cloud.
In the original future, many people would die tonight. I just don’t know if their fate will change in the new trajectory.
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There is a big river in Qi, and there is a town near the river. The people in the towns are kind and simple, and the elders are doing well. In disaster years, people have no food to eat. The clan elders collected fish, meat, and rice from the rich families of Yin, and used the surplus rice to feed the poor, and the people relied on it to make a living. Wow, what can be said about the honesty of people's hearts and the wisdom of elders, nothing like this.
"Qingzhou Zhi·Qi Ji"
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
It’s not a regular update these days, I’m just a little busy, so I finished a 4,000-word chapter. This chapter is the first update, I will make up the second update tonight.
