I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

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It's raining, and the rain falls on the ground, and because of the slope of the terrain, it slowly flows into the stone pit. Although the water at the bottom of the pit is only a very shallow layer, judging by the rain, it may last for a long time .

Heichuan got up and walked to the river, picked a few fluffy leaves from around the river bank, put one on his head, and tied up the rest. The broad leaves form a green umbrella.

Kurokawa likes this plant umbrella very much, it always reminds him of chinchillas and verdant forests.

He held the plant umbrella and walked to the edge of the stone pit. The child squatted in it very stubbornly. Even though the accumulated rainwater had begun to soak up his ankles, the child remained motionless.

Kurokawa jumped down with the umbrella in hand, squatted beside the child, poked him with his elbow, and then put the umbrella on the child's head, "Do you like it?"

"Bang bang bang bang-"

The water drops fell on the fluffy leaves, like drums.

Heichuan felt in a trance that he and the child were like two frogs hiding from the rain under the lotus leaves, or two frogs squatting in a deep pit, about to be drowned by the water.

The child raised his head slightly and glanced at the fluffy leaf umbrella.

Kurokawa leaned over, "I'm sorry."

"Can you forgive me?"

Kurokawa didn't know what he'd done wrong - he still felt like he was telling the truth, but it was a bit early in revealing the truth, so that he became the one who was hated for the truth.

He understands children's psychological endurance, so he can admit his mistakes without any grievances, ask for forgiveness, and so on. He has done this kind of thing countless times since he was a child.

The child moved his head and buried his head even deeper, the lower half of his face was hidden under the folded arms, only a pair of eyes were exposed, the eyelashes were a bit long, and the wet-wet-wet-wet drops were hanging on the tail. superior.

Kurokawa rolled up his sleeves and rudely wiped his face, then moved closer, "Are you cold?"

He held the child's hand, and the child struggled for a while, Kurokawa easily lifted it up, put it on his head, and wiped the water from the child's hand.

"Look, my hair and clothes are all soaked."

"Go down the mountain."

"When we get down the mountain, we'll find an inn, dry our clothes, and then...you can pull my hair as you like."

"Pull out one if you want, and ten if you want to take out ten, but not too many."

He shook the child's hand, "Do you agree?"

Without waiting for the child's answer, he squatted down, turned his head to the child and said, "Come up, I'll carry you down the mountain."

He pulled the child's arm a little, and easily pulled the child onto his back.The child's short wet-soaked arms were crossed over his shoulders.

The coolness penetrated the seam of the clothes to the skin, and Kurokawa sneezed.

This was the first time he carried someone on his back. He stood up and swayed a little, then Heichuan handed the fluffy-leaf umbrella to the child, "Hold it."

The child strangled his shoulders with one hand, and held a fluffy leaf umbrella with the other hand, covering the heads of the two of them. The child was wet all over, not only his arms, calves, and clothes were soaked, Even the head.

Holding the umbrella in one hand, he rested his head on Kurokawa's shoulder, and a thin stream of water flowed down from the ends of his light-colored hair, soaking the fabric on his shoulder.

"Ah-"

Kurokawa sneezed several times.

He raised a hand to touch the child's head, signaling the child to raise his head, but unexpectedly, the child got worse and rubbed his wet hair on Heikawa's shoulder again and again.

——Okay, whatever your ancestors love, you can do whatever you want.

They will travel through the countries of Suruga, Mikawa, Owari, Mino and Omi to Kyoto. Because of the war, the main cities on the road are guarded at all levels, especially Suruga and Owari, Owari and Mino. In between, the defense is more stringent.

Although Imagawa, Takeda, and Hojo have established a friendly and cooperative partnership, Suruga was peaceful for a while, but Imagawa seems to be planning something, and wants to attack the Owari country that belongs to the Oda family in the south.

Between Owari and Mino, Saito Dozo, whom Otomo had mentioned, was killed by his son Saito Yoshiryu. Whether it was birth or death, this person's life experience can be said to be a sensation in the world.

Although Oda Nobunaga has always wanted to win Mino, it is a pity that Saito Yoshiryu strictly guards against death, preventing the Oda family from having the slightest chance.

The storm is coming, just around the corner.

Seemingly aware of this dangerous trend, many villagers at the junction of the three countries have abandoned their villages and gone to other places to make a living.

Kurokawa and the child not only encountered abandoned shrines and temples along the way, but also saw many villages similar to haunted houses. They thought that such houses were no longer inhabited, but they did not expect that there were still some women living in them.

Heichuan took the child forward to find a place to stay, but saw the woman living in the village giggling, and then pointed to a room at random, "Master, just choose one, these people will not come back anyway .”

Heichuan had dry food on him, and in order to thank them for allowing them to stay overnight, he found the woman in the evening, hoping to share the food. He saw a lot of deserted fields along the way, and I am afraid there is not much food here.

The woman leaned against the door, looked at the food Kurokawa handed him, then shook her head, "Come and eat mine, I have miso here."

The food - it's a rice ball in a container, the miso is made of soybeans, it looks good, and the miso and rice containers have different family crests printed on them.

These things are military rations, not something that women living in the village can get.

Kurokawa didn't say anything, and sat down with the child. The woman didn't light the fire. In this era, the fire is only used to warm the rice for breakfast, and the cold rice in the morning is eaten for lunch, because firewood is also very expensive, and it can be saved Take it or save it.

The woman happily opened the lid, served cold rice and miso, and pushed it in front of Heikawa and the child, "Master, please."

The rice is a bit cold, but it seems to have been soaked in salt water. It looks like holding rice balls, and it is still delicious.

After the woman pushed the rice ball over, she saw Kurokawa and the child moving, with a big smile on her face. She was wearing a yukata that only reached her calves. It seemed to be the clothes she wore when she was a child. Many patches had been added and it was tattered.

During the meal, the woman started gossiping, probably about the field outside: "After the man left, we women naturally started to think about the field, but it was just a matter of effort. Who doesn't have any strength yet, but it hasn't arrived yet." During the autumn harvest, when there were still green stubbles on the seedlings, those adults came, and Wuyang Wuyang took away all the grain like locusts."

"Every time, without exception."

The woman rested her chin and lowered her eyes: "I can't see the harvest once or twice, so what are you doing planting this?"

"Do you think so, Master?"

Kurokawa nodded.

The woman asked again: "Master, I often hear people say that people like us go to hell and soak in the pool of blood after death, and after scraping off the three layers of unclean skin, we can re-enter reincarnation and be a lifetime Woman, be a man for the rest of your life."

"I don't want to enter the blood pool, tell me, master, is there any way to escape...Of course, I don't want to escape, but the pain in the blood pool is still too painful, I have to find a way..."

Miso and onigiri are delicious.

Kurokawa didn't recognize which family the above family crest belonged to, they were all round, with many strange shapes and branches and leaves.

However, this is unique to the nobles, so there is no problem.

"Isn't it a good thing to be able to survive on your own strength?"

Kurokawa said.

"Really?" The woman raised her eyes and smiled staggeringly: "Of course we think so. Even if we use our bodies to support a family, it is something to be proud of."

Heichuan snapped his fingers, "The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"You saved your own life, and the lives of others, and prepared food for us two strangers."

"You have built yourself an untold number of layers of pagodas."

The woman lowered her head, as if she was smiling, but the corners of her mouth were slightly bent, as if she was crying.

Kurokawa patted her head.

"Look, you are innocent."

Kurokawa and the child stayed in this deserted village for one night, and got up the next day to continue walking to Kyoto. The woman stood behind her, gradually turning into a small black spot.

The two of them passed by the field, because there was no one to plow it, there were a lot of weeds growing here, and they grew up in messy balls, standing straight, and the white tassels were like blown snowflakes, swaying from side to side in the wind.

The child pointed to the wild grass and said, "What is that?"

Kurokawa glanced at it and replied, "Miscanthus."

"Mountains, fields, watersides, miscanthus can be seen everywhere."

The child said, "Ah, Mang."

The child grew a little taller, and now it reached Kurokawa's waist, and the yukata that originally fit began to rub against his ankles.

He raised his head, looked at Heichuan and said, "Amang."