[Comprehensive] The leader's knot occurs in this life

I gave up my flattery, and the life of a handyman became very simple, two meals a day, getting up early, working, resting, working, and sleeping.Such a simple day makes me very peaceful, and I am not tired at all.But I knew this kind of peace would not last long. Sure enough, after picking up water that day, Zhu Han ran over and called me, "Ah Yang, the steward told us to go back!"

The two of us always worked together, but recently I was the one doing it. He compensated me with twelve cents a day, and then secretly practiced boxing in hiding.I couldn't help shaking my head when I saw his embroidered pillow-like moves. Those guards took his money and didn't teach him seriously. Even if he practiced this kind of boxing for a lifetime, he would not achieve much.

In fact, I still remember the swordsmanship and internal strength that Dongfang Bubai taught me. Back then, he put a lot of effort into opening up my meridians and also taught me martial arts, but I learned martial arts too late and made little progress, so I quickly gave up.

I would practice cross-legged exercises for an hour every night after they fell asleep, but I didn't intend to tell Zhu Han about it. I never regarded him as a friend, and I thought he was the same.

"What happened?" I walked beside him carrying an empty bucket.

He looked around, and then whispered: "The person who delivered food to the leader today died again."

I was silent, not knowing what to say.Dongfang Bubai started practicing in seclusion ten days ago. He doesn't trust anyone, and he is most afraid of being disturbed by others during his seclusion. If someone with strong martial arts wants to sneak attack, the consequences will be very serious.Therefore, the heavy responsibility of delivering meals for him every day is taken by low-level handymen who do not know martial arts at all. Originally, this was considered a good job to show his face. At first, everyone rushed to go, but within two days, No one dared to go.

After he practiced "Sunflower Treasure", his temperament changed drastically, and his temper became more and more volatile. As long as someone messed with him and made him unhappy, he would be served by a silver needle.He retreated for ten days, and ten people died.

Perhaps it was because of this that no one dared to approach him again, and in the days that followed, he would always be alone.

Back in the small courtyard, there were more than [-] handymen under Guanshi Liu standing in the courtyard, and Zhu Han pulled me to stand quietly at the back.Everyone lowered their heads, apprehensive.Guanshi Liu stood in front with his hands behind his back, his eyes darting across everyone's faces, his face was very ugly.

"No one wants to go?"

No one answered.

Guan Liu got angry and slapped the table: "Then draw lots, whoever gets the lottery will go!"

The lottery cones were quickly ready, and more than [-] people lined up to draw them with sad faces. I took one casually, but there was no writing. .”

Then I saw a handyman on the side whose face turned pale, knelt on the ground with a thud, and murmured: "It's over, it's over."

Some people who had good friends with him surrounded him sympathetically and comforted him. In fact, they were very grateful. Zhu Han and I looked at each other, couldn't help showing mocking smiles, and then turned and left. He was busy practicing boxing, and I still had work to do.

After working all afternoon, I was sweating all over in the twelfth lunar month of winter. It smelled a little smelly, so I took a bucket of cold water to take a bath.Our twenty or so handymen are mainly doing chores for the elders and the hall master, responsible for sweeping and boiling water, and sometimes responsible for the chores of the leader's yard, so the stewards require us to be neat and clean, and no strange things are allowed It has a peculiar smell, so it is a pain in winter and summer.

I gritted my teeth, thinking that the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, so I poured a bucket of cold water on my head, and white smoke rose from my skin instantly. I wiped my body with soap and coarse cloth with shaking hands, and then rushed back to the house , put on a clean coat, put on a jacket, and sit by the edge of the charcoal stove to dry wet hair.

Not long after, a few more people rushed in as if they were about to receive an amnesty, and hurriedly put them on their clothes. They were so cold that they couldn't stretch their hands straight, and the buttons were all unbuttoned.I moved to the side, and five or six people gathered around the stove, and being rushed by the warm heat, they all took a long breath as if they had recovered their lives before the gate of hell.

Then I don't know who discovered it first, but the handyman who won the lottery at noon did not come back.

As a result, everyone's complexions darkened again, and one person cried softly, and no one spoke again. Apart from the suppressed intermittent whimpering, the only sound in the ear was the red-hot coals in the charcoal basin popping out from time to time, which made people's hearts tremble. Sour up.

If you have no power or power, your life is worthless. This is a world where the jungle preys on the weak.In my previous life, I deeply realized this point, so I desperately wanted to get rid of the pitiful fate of an ant.

Subconsciously, I wanted to reach out to touch my chest, but it was empty when I touched it. Then I remembered that I had changed clothes.Looking to the side, they are all gray clothed, and they all have the same appearance, mixed with the dark red firelight, and it is difficult to distinguish their faces.

At night, seven or eight people sleep on the common bunk, covered with quilts that are as cold as iron. No one can fall asleep. They all think that it will be their turn to die tomorrow. The mat then rustled.

Opening my eyes and looking at the roof covered with spider threads, I just remembered the things of my previous life, the man who watched the rain by the window, and the man dressed in red, sitting under the pear tree in spring and March, bowing his head and embroidering a handkerchief. When the wind blew, the blossoming branches swayed, like a snow with a cold fragrance, fluttering one after another.

The past and the past are like flowing water, and the scenes are so real that they seem to be right in front of me. I am also surprised that those trivial things are remembered so carefully.

But in the end, I saw the scene of a man dying tragically by the sword again before my eyes, and my heart felt a little painful.

I closed my eyes, curled up and rolled over.

Early the next morning, I didn't rush to eat, wiped my face clean, and stood in line in the yard-drawing lots.

More than twenty big men lined up in two teams according to height, and moved forward one by one.Guanshi Liu held a wooden stick as thick as an arm in his hand, and moved his eyes sharply over a person. When he saw that his legs were shaking and he couldn't move, he slapped his legs hard without saying a word: "Dally What are you doing? Don’t make me unhappy if you’re really afraid of death, a bunch of pustules!”

Zhu Han and I lined up on the tail, and the few standing behind me kept chanting Amitabha Buddha tremblingly. After a while, he begged all the gods and Buddhas of Xitian, even the land god and the door god.I heard it a little funny, turned my head to look at Zhu Han, and found that his face was also a little pale, and he clenched his fists nervously.

He noticed my smiling face, and his eyes were a little strange: "Ayang, aren't you afraid?"

I rubbed my nose, thinking that there was nothing to be afraid of, Dongfang Bubai couldn't be more soft-hearted.But he couldn't say that, so he shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't mean you can win the lottery, and it's nothing if you win the lottery. It's just a meal, and the worst is death. After 18 years, he will be a good man again."

Zhu Han couldn't understand it, and looked at me silently for a long time before turning his head.

He probably thinks that I have changed a lot. In the past, I spared my life more than anyone else. Indeed, in my previous life, I took out all my savings and bribed Manager Liu. He marked the sign, so I didn't have to worry about it at all.Today, I am still a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but what supports me to go on is no longer fame and fortune, but those gentle and clear eyes.

After Zhu Han finished drawing, it was my turn. I just reached out and touched one, and before I could look at it, I was suddenly pulled.Turning around, I saw Zhu Han with a pale face and flustered eyes. I was about to open my mouth to ask him what he was doing when he suddenly grabbed the stick in my hand and quickly stuffed his own stick into my hand without waiting for me. Responding, he said "I'm sorry" in a trembling voice, turned around and ran away.

Looking down, there was a bright red "中" written on the bamboo stick engraved with the sun and the moon. I subconsciously looked up to find Zhu Han's figure. He was hiding in the crowd, with his head down, not looking at anyone.

I didn't expect to be tricked by him, so I froze for a moment.Maybe it's because I never took him seriously, or maybe it's because I have encountered many such things in my previous life, and I have already trained a body of copper skin and iron bones. There is no fluctuation in my heart, but I am a little numb and regretful—— Originally, I thought that Zhu Han was still a talent, and it was very possible that he would become a guard and enter the inner courtyard in the future. If he wanted to inquire about Dongfang Bubai's news, he might be useful.But looking at it today, this person's character is worse than mine, it is very unreliable, and there is no need to make false claims in the future.

I gritted my teeth, regretting my two pieces of silver.

"Who was the one who was drawn! Stand up!" Guanshi Liu sat on the grand teacher's chair with his legs crossed, and asked sharply.

I didn't say a word, and looked at Zhu Han again. Seeing me like this, he was a little flustered, and quickly reached out his hand to answer: "If you answer Guanshi Liu, Yang Lianting has won the lottery!"

Countless gazes came to me, some sympathized, some gloated, some breathed a sigh of relief, I glanced at it calmly, and Zhu Han turned his head to avoid it.I stared at him coldly, only to feel that people's hearts were really cold.Suddenly I thought of that person again, maybe he is the only one who can give me a heart for nothing in this life, give up his self-esteem, destroy his future for me, ignore life and death for me, and drink arsenic with a smile.

Thinking of this, my heart became hot, and the thought of exposing Zhu Han disappeared. I raised my hand and showed the bamboo stick with the words on it, and said loudly: "Gu Shi, I really won the draw!"

Liu Guanshi waved his hand and said: "Then you will be spared today's work, go and deliver breakfast to the leader first."

I couldn't bear the way he looked at me, as if he was looking at a dead person, full of pity.Looking at the other people, they are similar, they don't think I can come back, maybe someone is already planning to divide up the burden in my room.

I can't tell them that I don't think my death is imminent, but I'm full of joy. If I tell them, these people will only think I'm crazy.It doesn't matter, they don't need to understand that, as long as I remember the tenderness in that person's eyes.

So I just bowed my head and bowed my hands respectfully: "Yes."