After confirming that there was no one inside, Ye Wumian gently opened the door and went in. With the light of the lantern in the corridor, his eyes were bright and he could see things clearly. He found the stove and opened the lid of a large pot.
The white steam rushed towards my face in groups, forming dense droplets of water on my face, making it itchy and wet.
The heat dissipated, and the pot was filled with rice, with only half of the pot left. The fire in the stove has been extinguished, only a few sparks are shining in the ashes, and the rice is still steaming!
The fragrance is astounding to your nostrils, how can you endure the sleepless nights?
I didn't bother to look for bowls and chopsticks, so I grabbed a large handful with my hands and stuffed it into my mouth. I grabbed seven or eight handfuls in a row and devoured them. Finally I got tired of eating. My stomach was half or six full, and I belched. Reluctantly put the lid on the pot,
In addition, I found some pastries, vegetable balls and other snacks in the kitchen. I made do with them casually and filled myself up to about 70% full. That was enough.
"Meow~"
A big fat orange cat got in from somewhere, walked slowly in the light and shadow of the lantern, and lay down in the corner next to the stove. It held its little hands and purred quickly. Ringing.
Enjoying the warmth and smelling the aroma of the food, this little raccoon boy felt extremely comfortable.
Ye Wumian looked at it fondly and couldn't help but put a handful on its furry head. The cat opened its eyes slightly when someone stroked him, but just looked at him for a moment and then closed them again, looking like it was ignoring him. , very cold.
"Uh-huh."
Ye Wumian teased it twice and touched the place where the little raccoon lay. It was warm.
But there is one place that should be warmer.
With a thought in his mind, he used an inner force to extinguish all the sparks in the stove.
The orange cat was smart. He opened his eyes after hearing the sound and saw what Ye Wumian meant by doing this. He called out "Old Wu, Old Wu" a few times and rubbed his hands affectionately twice. He was short and plump. He got into the stove to keep warm.
Cat drilling on the stove, this is normal operation. Feeling comfortable.
Ye Wumian smiled, closed the door, and left calmly and contentedly.
Carrying Qinggong and riding a small stroller, I walked on the roof without sleep. After a while, I was far away from the village. Around the time of Chou, I gradually reached the boundary of Black Elk Peak.
After he was arrested and imprisoned, he lived in the cell for nearly two months, and the Black Elk Gang was naturally destroyed within two months.
When I walked into the mountain gate, I no longer had the sight of being guarded by minions. The land was desolate and silent. Only occasionally, a few bobcats can be seen scurrying about in the night, hunting prey with strong bodies.
"Boom"
While walking on the road, he kicked a corpse and made a hole.
It was cold in winter, and after two months, the corpse had not completely decomposed, but a few bones were exposed, and the whole body exuded a disgusting stench.
I am particularly sensitive to smells during the night, so I use my heart meridian's inner strength to resist it, and then I feel a little calmer.
The further we walked, the more corpses there were. By the time we reached the main battle site of the Black Elk Peak battle, Gaoyoshi Slope, it was almost difficult to get down.
If you don't use Qinggong and carefully avoid it, your feet will be completely stained with corpse fluids and rotten flesh.
The battle that day was very fierce. Except for a few who escaped by chance, almost all members of the Black Elk Gang were wiped out by the Jin Yiwei and the army.
However, the Jin Yiwei were only responsible for sending people to the West, but were not responsible for collecting the corpses, which was why this shocking situation occurred.
Wumian later wrote a limerick to record what he saw and heard tonight:
[Broken limbs are everywhere, what a Shura hell! The vultures are well fed, the jackals are feasting, and the maggots are performing a carnival dance. The cold wind came in on a winter night, blowing a fishy stench for six to seven miles.
Here in the human world, Yama has passed by, but there are Yin soldiers in the children's coaxing. On the third watch day, you hear hungry ghosts crying, on the fourth watch day, you hear the complaints of resentful ghosts, and on the fifth watch day, hundreds of ghosts walk at night. The underworld of Mingluo is gathering more troops, and there are no wronged souls on Black Elk Peak. 】
The last two sentences of this poem actually point to the topic: Although there are corpses everywhere, there is no one who died there who deserves to die.
During his lifetime, he robbed homes and killed people, and finally died under Jin Yiwei's scheme. He was considered a well-deserved death.
Ye Wumian didn't have much fluctuation in his heart. He just felt that the stench was soaring to the sky. He was afraid that inhaling too much corpse gas would damage his health, so he walked faster and headed straight to the gathering hall at the top of the mountain.
The scenery is whirling, there are many shadows of flowers, the moon is like a hook, and the sky is full of stars, it is not difficult to see things.
Before dawn, we climbed to the Juyi Hall on the top of the mountain. The place had long since turned into a pile of ruins, with beams and pillars lying in random directions, with traces of fire on them.
But it rained continuously at that time and the air was too humid. The fire couldn't burn down even after it was half burned, leaving behind the ruins and ruins of the walls and tiles.
Some grass has begun to grow in the middle of the ruins.
To be able to grow new grass in the harsh winter must be due to extra nourishment.
Sure enough, Ye Wumian saw several slightly skeletal corpses lying lonely in the grass.
Wu Mian followed the memory and found the location of the house where he lived before.
Most of the floors in the house have been torn apart, exposing the stones and soil underneath.
Somewhere, Ye Wumian weighed it with his feet, feeling the solidity, and a surge of hope rose in his heart. After stepping on it with a little force, there was a "click" sound, and the weathered floor broke, and the hidden mezzanine underneath came into view.
He squatted down in joy, took apart the broken pieces, and took out a box and a sword from them.
The box was the box that contained the silver, the maid's clothes, the sword technique of "Lv Ye Shu Huai" and the "Record of Forgotten Things"; and the sword was the pine pattern sword given to him by Zhou Xian.
After taking inventory, he let out a long breath when he saw that all these things were there.
"They're all here, luckily they're all here! I didn't make my trip in vain!"
The reason why he rushed to Black Elk Peak at starry night was to pick up these old things.
It turned out that before preparing to meet with the so-called "Master Wu", he felt quite uneasy and had a bad premonition; it rained continuously that day, so he had to wear a raincoat and it was inconvenient to carry these things.
So on the day of the joint, he placed all the corresponding items under the floor mezzanine and hid them.
Later, on the night of the battle at Black Elk Peak, and fortunately after Jin Yiwei won, they did not search the Juyi Hall carefully. They just knocked down the house, set a light fire and left.
This hidden compartment was therefore not discovered. These items were preserved.
He didn't expect that that unintentional move at the time actually saved so many important things for him.
If he had carried them all with him, they would have been captured by the Jinyi Guards after he was captured. It will be extremely difficult to get it back later. When Jin Yiwei counted the loot afterwards, the pine pattern sword would also bring a lot of trouble to Zhou Baihu.
"Somewhere in the world, someone helped me! It made me feel uneasy, so I kept all these items here in advance to avoid many twists and turns." Ye Wumian sighed sincerely.
