Gained an acupuncture point upgrade system at the beginning

A trembling little hand was holding a long pole with a hook back and forth to dig something in the turbulent water.

A small rain-sheltered hut stretched out by the river. Xiao Lian, who was in her cardamom age, should have reached the age of a matchmaker, but she was thin and weak like a seven or eight-year-old yellow-haired girl.

During the conscription two years ago, my parents were taken away, and there is still no news of them, probably because they will never come back.

Xiao Lian's grandmother cried to death not long after her son and daughter-in-law were taken away by those unreasonable soldiers and barbarians, and she and her grandfather were left alone.

It has been raining for half a month, and most of the food in the field has died of waterlogging. A few days ago, Grandpa Xiaolian saw that the rain was not right, so she tried to figure out other ways to survive.

There has been a war outside, Xiao Lian doesn't know how many years it has been, but it always started on the day her parents were taken away. A few days ago, I heard a few words from some refugees who passed through the village to beg. In the upper reaches of the big river, many people were hacking and killing each other, and they would come over at any time.

After hearing the news, many villagers packed up their food storage and fled. The whole village was much less crowded than usual.

Grandpa Xiao Lian was so old, it was not easy to keep this emaciated granddaughter alive in the past two years, and if he tried to run away again, he would have the heart but not the strength.

As those refugees said, two days after they left, the villagers who came to the river to observe the water situation saw sporadic corpses flowing down the water. All gone.

Grandpa Xiao Lian has long since buried her eyebrows in the earth and doesn't care about life and death, but she always wants to find a good family for Xiao Lian in a nearby village. The door was bullied.

The old man looked at the backs of the refugees in the village, but went to the river to stare at the undulating dead bodies in the water and thought about it.

Before the rain was too heavy, the father and father built such a place that could shelter from the wind and rain in a hidden waterside depression.

The first time Xiao Lian was brought to this place by her grandfather to build a shack, she was taken aback.

Seven or eight unrecognizable corpses were parked on the water in this depression, some lacked arms and legs, and some were even swollen with blisters. The whole scene was like a slaughterhouse, but the ones floating here were of the same kind.

Xiao Lian, who was about to run when she turned around, was grabbed by her grandfather and protected her behind her.

"Silly girl, don't be afraid that they are all dead things. Our father and I will live on these poor people in the future."

Under the dense light rain, there was not much smell. After the hut was built, grandpa also removed the hooks that usually paw the ground and found a long pole to nail it together.

From this day on, Xiao Lian was responsible for hooking things that floated along the water. Grandpa wrapped two layers of sackcloth around his mouth and rummaged through them before being pushed out by his granddaughter.

Most of these poor people are simply assembled armor made of bamboo and wood boards, and they don't look like rich people, but after so many days, they found a lot of scattered copper plates and silver coins in the interlayer deep in their clothes. .

Another time, a body covered with broken armor floated down, only half of the body was left, and I don't know what kind of opponent to meet to die so tragically.

Grandpa Xiao Lian dug out a jade pendant, which seemed to be very valuable, and some golden barley seeds from the hidden pocket of her underwear in the remaining half of her armor.

Xiao Lian had never seen a golden barley before, nor had she seen such a beautiful jade pendant, but grandpa sighed and stuffed the thing back, then pushed this half of his body back into the water.

Xiao Lian silently watched her grandpa's movements without saying a word. She waved the hook in her hand and pushed the poor man with only half of it back into the rushing river.

"Little Lian! Over the past few days, we have also picked up a lot of "wooden" things. After picking up this shack today, we will go back. I will find you a good house in two days, and grandpa will not leave. , Doing this is detrimental to Yin and virtue, remember to come here to worship during the festivals."

"Um"

Xiao Lian knew that her grandfather had been muttering words all the time during the search for the past few days. She was afraid of irritating the old man whose spirit had collapsed to the limit, so she could only lower her head and look at the water surface and reply shallowly.

It was getting late and I thought I should go back. Coincidentally, I saw another log floating close to me from the upper reaches.

Since this is a depression, the water close to this side would always come in and make a bend. As usual, Xiao Lian hooked the last log of the day with the hook bar without much effort.

"what?"

This piece of wood was different from the ones I had seen a few days ago, and there was no major injury from the outside.

However, from a distance of three to four meters, Xiao Lian could clearly see that this person was extremely thin, with only pieces of clothing covering his skinny body, but his skin was really white, even whiter than her own.

Grandpa Xiao Lian saw that there were only pieces of clothes left on Mu Mu who had been hooked to the shore, so he said something to Xiao Lian.

"Why did you hook it up like this, and didn't..."

The next moment, both grandpa and grandson were stunned.

The chest, where the ribs could be clearly counted, rose and fell slightly.

living person?

Grandpa Xiao Lian muttered a few more sentences, then suddenly realized, and hurriedly kowtowed to the rushing river.

The last time Xiaolian saw her grandfather kneel down so piously was when the nearby villages prayed for rain together during the severe drought.

At this time, the old man seemed to have seen the greatest redemption in his life, and directed Xiao Lian to fish up the bony body.

so light

The first thing the father and father felt was that the body they carried was too light, and the body of more than six feet was not much heavier than Xiao Lian.

"Poor man! No matter how bad the year is, you can't be so hungry!"

Strange to say, after the man was picked up, the rain in the sky gradually stopped. Grandpa saw that it was time, and the cotton cloth around his mouth, the thing in his hand, and the shack were all pushed into the puddle without tumbling. After a few strokes, it disappeared along the water flow.

The grandfather and grandson dragged and dragged this ostentatious bone frame back to the low house.

Xiao Lian could see that Grandpa seemed to have hope in his heart after seeing this person, and even walked a little faster than usual. Normally, he was so happy to see him only in the harvest years.

"Light the fire and cook. Bring all the bedding at home. Our father and I finally brought him back. We can't let him die here."

Hunger, extreme hunger, and at the same time, the keen sense of smell felt a hint of food, and this smell was getting closer.

The most primitive instinctive desire awakens a consciousness that has been sleeping for an unknown amount of time.

an old voice.

"Lift his head up and open his mouth, the soup should be able to be poured down."

A warm current poured into the opened mouth, and it was completely digested as soon as it fell into the stomach.

The grandpa and grandson were in a hurry when they first came back. Xiao Lian, who had never rescued people before, cooked all the leftover half pot of mixed noodles at home, and cooked a pot full.

The grandfather, who is usually extremely frugal, didn't say anything, and directed Xiaolian to dilute the batter into noodle soup and feed it to the bones.

The two of them were also in a hurry. Seeing that they didn't spit out, they kept pouring in. After dilution, the noodle soup that was close to two pots was poured in without a drop.

Finally, the grandparent and grandson found the bottom of the pot that was empty, and looked back at the still deflated stomach, a little dazed.

The recovery of some physical strength opened a gap in the eyes of this still confused person.

Under the bright light, two pairs of eyes, one old and one young, were looking at him strangely.