Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Du Xuechun saw the four entourages and Feng Xuanche, holding long swords in their hands, and gradually approaching the group of hungry people, looking like they were ready to kill at any time, Du Xuechun was completely panicked.

Du Xuechun broke free from Gensheng's little hand, ran forward in stride, came behind Feng Xuanche, grabbed Feng Xuanche's clothes corner, pulled it, and then softly comforted:

"Xuan Che, let them go. It's because they are also forced to be helpless, that's why this is the case. If everyone is like this, then how long do we have to kill? Killing is not the solution to the problem after all. "

Du Xuechun's words made Feng Xuanche, who had fallen into grief and anger, wake up again, yes! After all, so many people are innocent lives!

Thinking about this, Feng Xuan Che couldn't help looking at the months-old baby among the hungry people. Seeing that the baby was still asleep, Feng Xuan Che was vague and ignorant of the outside world, looking sweet and lovely. . Feng Xuan Che's heart softened!

"Fine, if you wait to act like this in the future? Make cannibalism and eat your companions..."

"Master, we are also forced to be helpless! We are humans, not beasts, and we don't want to, but this natural disaster, this man-made disaster, forces us to eat the same kind in order to save our lives, do you think we want to? Our hearts I will feel guilty and feel bad too!

Where would it be like the old master and the lady standing next to us, wrapped in burlap and linen, we were burnt on fire when we died, and there was no place to rest.

But you and your wife are different. You can tell from your clothes that you are from a rich family. As bystanders, you will never feel our helplessness and pain.

It is unknown that they are suffering, so why do you say that others are bad? Master, you know that you are a kind heart, old lady, I beg you to let us go. If you still have a kind heart, you can give us a bite. We have been hungry for a long time, and along the way we made a living from grass roots and bark. Many people died and were injured. "

Just as Feng Xuan Che was speaking, an old woman at the bottom of the crowd suddenly pushed aside the crowd slowly and walked out of the crowd.

The woman looked sad and painful. She leaned back and looked like she was going to lose her breath at any time. Every time the old woman said a word, she would stop and take a breath, so that she could recover.

The hoarse voice, if it is a ghost crawling from hell, and if the creaking sound of the sawn wood gear, because it has been in disrepair for a long time, it is old and broken.

While listening to the old woman's words, Feng Xuan Che lowered her head and looked at it carefully. Only then did she find that the old woman's face was yellowish and thin, skinny, like a walking skeleton.

The two eye sockets were deeply sunken, the lips were dry and chapped, and even the blood on the lips couldn't spill. The old woman had to lick her lips while talking. If it was left in the past, others would think it was. The corpse in the coffin was cheated.

And not only that, the sleeve on the left hand of the old woman moved gently with the wind, but it was actually empty inside? Feng Xuan stared intently at the sleeve of the old woman's left hand, frowning involuntarily.

The old woman noticed Feng Xuan Che’s gaze on her, and she lowered her head along Feng Xuan Che’s gaze. Then she realized that Feng Xuan Che was looking at her left arm. The old woman gave a wry smile and faintly addressed Feng Xuan Thoroughly explained:

"Master, don't look at it. Old woman, my left hand... is gone! Yes, you are right, the old woman's left sleeve is empty."

While the old woman was talking, she always rolled up the sleeve of her left hand with her right hand, so that Feng Xuan Che could see clearly. When Feng Xuan Che saw the empty bamboo tube in the left hand of the old woman, an inexplicable flow came out of her heart. Sorrowful, her throat choked and she didn't know what to say, but Du Xuechun beside her looked at the old woman and asked first:

"This old man, what's wrong with your hand? Why is it like it is now?"

Because Du Xuechun has just seen it clearly, it can be judged by the deep scars of the old woman’s arm that the old woman’s left arm was obviously pulled off by external force, and there were many tendons attached to the bone knot of the arm. The roots are distinct and bloody, it's obviously a new injury just recently.

To Du Xuechun’s surprise, the old woman was still alive with such a serious injury. Without the effects of drugs, she could endure the pain for so long. Fortunately, the weather is not very hot, otherwise the old woman Injuries will definitely cause inflammation and suppuration, and maggots are very likely to grow!

"Return to this lady, our group of people all escaped. We fled from far, far away, just to find a bite to eat, but we all ran out of dry food on the road. The roots and bark of the surrounding trees were also cleaned by us.

Moreover, my daughter-in-law starved to death on the road, and my son died from a serious illness. I can’t watch my grandson starve to death. My grandson is still so young. Every time I’m hungry, I will I can't wait to eat the meat from my body right away, but I am too old to have much meat.

No, just a few days ago, when the big guy was almost unable to hold on, the old woman and I... Hey, the old woman, I asked the villagers in the same village to tie me up, broke my arms, and cooked a big pot. Soup, feed it to my grandson, so that we will not be starved to death. All of this is my willingness.

There are many other people who have been eaten. Most of them are hungry and can’t stand it. They don’t want to live anymore. They are willing to be eaten in order to keep their loved ones alive. I beg this adult and madam. You can let them go. . "

The old woman’s hair was all white, and she looked old and haggard. At first glance, she knew she was seventy or eighty years old. However, it was such an old man, but with tears in her eyes, she thumped again and knelt down on Feng Xuan Che In front of Du Xuechun, they whispered in a low voice, begging them to let them go and the villagers in the same village.

"Yeah, we are forced to do so, and we don't want to, please, this adult and madam, let us go!" When the other villagers saw this, they couldn't help crying, and knelt down and begged Feng Xuanche and Du Xuechun. Forgive me.

Seeing this scene, the four entourages couldn't help but glance at each other, their noses were sore, they slowly lowered the long sword they were holding, and looked at Feng Xuan Che with a hesitant expression. And Du Xuechun.

Feng Xuan Che closed his eyes, sighed a long sigh, and then put down the long sword in his hand and placed it in the scabbard around his waist. Softly said: "It's my fault! Get up."

"Why, how? It's not your fault, your lord, absolutely not, it's our fault, ours."

Seeing that Feng Xuanche finally spoke, a group of hungry people were overjoyed and quickly helped others get up from the ground, but they didn't expect Feng Xuanche to blame all the blame on themselves. They shook their heads when they saw it. , Waved his hand in denial.

"You don't understand! It's my fault."

Feng Xuanche raised his head and smiled bitterly, and the tears in his eyes were forcibly held back by him. Although the hungry people were very puzzled, seeing Feng Xuanche's appearance, they also closed their mouths obediently. , No more to say.

The meaning of Feng Xuanche’s words can only be understood by Du Xuechun, who is on the sidelines. Feng Xuanche is blaming himself for not doing his job as a monarch, so that his people can’t get enough food and clothes, and end up in this field. !