Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1 I'd rather be a dog of peace than a chaotic man

It was late at night, but the lights in Ning'an City were brightly lit. Several houses were set on fire, and screams and howls continued to resound through the night sky.There were three or five groups of soldiers in iron clothes wandering around the streets, laughing wildly from time to time, chasing the terrified civilians as they passed by the fire.

Only the north of the city was pitch black, and that was where the poor stayed.And in the dirtiest corner of the slum, there was a thatched hut with a hole in the roof, and a ragged child who looked only seven or eight years old was standing beside the ragged mat on the ground, looking into the ragged quilt. The skinny old man quietly wiped his tears.

The dim moonlight shone on the old man's face, and it turned gray!
After a while, the old man woke up, his cloudy eyes saw the child sitting beside him, he wanted to raise his hand to touch his hair, only to realize that he had no strength.

"Qing...cough, Qinghuan..." The old man called out angrily.

The child rushed in front of him and asked anxiously, "Old man, do you feel better?"

"Silly boy!" The old man looked at him with a scornful expression: "The city is broken, why haven't you left yet!"

"I, I..." The child murmured twice, but said stubbornly, "You're here, I'm not going anywhere!"

"Confused! Confused!" The old man gasped in anger, a blush flashed across his face, and he sat up suddenly, as if he was suddenly refreshed.

The child hurried over to help him, but he pushed him hard: "Go! Go! Why are you disobedient, old man, I'm going to die soon, what are you doing to me!"

The child clenched his lips tightly, refusing to speak or leave.

The old man was helpless, knowing that it was useless to say it, let's take advantage of his last breath to explain the funeral.Tremblingly, he reached into his arms and pulled out.

When the child saw that he was struggling to dig, he went to help him and took out several books from his arms.

These books were regarded as treasures by old man Liu, who kept them in his arms all day long, for fear of being robbed by other beggars and sold them for money, so they only took them out when teaching him to read and write.

Old man Liu shivered and flipped through several books. The child quickly took out a copy of "Young Learning" and handed it to him. Seeing him shaking his head, he changed another copy of "A Thousand Characters", and finally found it from the bottom. A yellowed book.

Hey, he has never seen this one.I saw the title page reads: Sit...

Before he could see clearly, the old man Liu suddenly had a lot of energy, grabbed the book, touched it with infinite nostalgia, and then handed it over: "Take...take it! This is the god left by my ancestors. Book, you've got it."

The child took the book and didn't read it any further. He shoved it into his arms and said anxiously, "Old man, go to sleep! Don't talk too much, so as not to hurt your spirits."

The old man shook his head gently: "If you don't talk about it, there is no chance! You must put the book away. This divine book was passed down by my Liu family ancestor. It is said that after practicing according to the book, you can live forever and become a god. Immortal. I wanted to wait for you to grow up and give it to you, but who knew it would be so soon... Remember, don't let outsiders read this book, lest it lead to death! Take it and go, go to Qingcheng!"

Seeing the child nodding, he sighed: "Let's go, child, it was also our fate to find you in the ruined temple. I raised you for five years and gave you a chance to live. Later, I was paralyzed. You started following a group of big beggar bosses every day to grab food when you were five years old, and you also raised me for five years. Now you have sent me to the end, and you have already repaid your kindness. In the future, we will return to the bridge and return to the road, cough..."

The blush on his face was quickly dissipating, his breath was rapidly weakened, and his eyes were looking at the roof: "I think that I, Liu Yuancheng, were rich and noble, and I was once dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses. Beggar. Hahaha, everything is life..."

The sound gradually faded away until everything was quiet.

The child stared blankly at his gray old face, his face was covered with tears, but he didn't make a sound.The unspoken grief was even more heartbreaking.

After a while, a firm look appeared on the face of the child who gradually stopped crying. He knelt beside the old man, wrapped his thin body with a quilt, dragged it to the corner with difficulty, brought some straw to cover it tightly, and then He knelt down and slapped his head three times with a "bang bang bang", then stopped, turned around and left the shabby hut, and the small figure disappeared into the night.

The child, whose real name is Liu Qinghuan, was abandoned from birth and picked up by the old beggar Liu Laotou.Now that he is ten years old, his stature is as thin as a seven or eight-year-old child.

Now that Ning'an City was overrun by Chu Yueguo, and Old Man Liu was dead again, he had nothing to worry about here and had to flee the city quickly.

He specially picked up the dark places under the eaves, because he had been begging on the streets and alleys in the city since he was a child.

Turning a street corner, Liu Qinghuan alertly listened to the surrounding voices, and was about to cross the street when he suddenly retracted quickly, hiding all the small figures in the shadow of the corner.

Just look at the city gate, almost desperate!

I saw a large number of Chu Yueguo soldiers guarding the gate of the city, and it was impossible to escape!

Just when I didn't know what to do, I saw a large group of guards riding tall horses at the other end of the street, embracing eight or nine carriages.

"Who is it!" The soldiers at the gate of the city shouted, and they all flashed their spears at the approaching team.

The motorcade approached the city gate unhurriedly before stopping, a horse ran out of the guards, showed a wooden sign, and said loudly: "My master is the master of the Taibai Mountain Fu family, Fu Qingshan, and your army Chen Hechen. The general is a good friend, and there is an urgent matter that needs to go out of the city, you wait and let go!"

The soldier who guarded the city was depressed because he was given a task of guarding the gate which was not lucrative. When he saw the carriages in the opponent's cavalry, except for two that looked like they were occupied, the others were all full of supplies. I'm so hungry I'm almost drooling.Weighed the strength of the two sides again, the other party can only have three or forty soldiers at most, and he has nearly three hundred soldiers here, so he didn't look at the wooden sign, and shouted: "I don't care if you are Taibai Mountain or Taihei Mountain. Dare to use the name of General Chen, believe it or not, I will kill you immediately! If you want to leave the city, you can leave the city, leave all the carriages and horses, and leave!"

As soon as these words came out, the guard's expression changed and he said sternly: "Brother, I advise you to ask! General Chen is now gathering troops outside the city, and it doesn't take much time to make a trip. So as not to offend those who should not be offended!"

Bingtou's eyes rolled, looking at those carriages, he was really reluctant to bear, thinking that even if it was true, General Chen would have to blame it in the future, and then divide the obtained property with those subordinates, and let's all come together. What can you do if you don't admit it!Then he joked: "It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking, brothers, copy guys!"

"Crash!" The two sides showed their weapons at the same time, and the atmosphere was instantly tense, only to hear a loud "Go", and they fought together.

Liu Qinghuan watched intently, there were a lot of soldiers on the side, but the Fu family's side was all strong, and they were almost defeated by one enemy and three.

In a blink of an eye, he found that there were only two or three guards left beside the carriage, and they were all still watching the battle ahead, revealing a carriage carrying goods.

With a move in his heart, he hesitated a little, then lowered his body and approached the carriage without making a sound.Until he reached the rear of the carriage, he was still undiscovered, and with a squeak, he got under the carriage and climbed under the carriage.

Just listening to the chaos outside for another quarter of an hour, someone shouted, "General Chen is here, don't hurry up and stop!" The sound of swords and arrows gradually stopped, and someone was talking in a low voice, and he couldn't hear it too far away. .After a while, the carriage began to move forward again.

It was not until he left the city gate that Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of finding a suitable time to leave the carriage.It's just that these cars are surrounded in the middle, and he can't find a chance at all.

The convoy walked straight for more than half an hour, then suddenly slowed down and gradually stopped.Liu Qinghuan was overjoyed, but suddenly someone knocked on the wall of the car and said, "How long are you going to stay under the car?"

After the man finished speaking, he stood by the carriage and waited. After a while, a ragged boy, Qiqi Ai, got out from the bottom of the carriage, staring at him with bright black eyes.

"What are you looking at! Hurry up!" The big man glanced at him and shouted.

Liu Qinghuan, as if receiving an amnesty, saluted respectfully, and ran away quickly, only to hear the rough laughter of the big man behind him.

After leaving the convoy, he found a big tree on the side of the road and climbed up.At this time, it was mid-May, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. Even if he slept in the open air, he was not afraid of catching a cold.

Because Ning'an City was broken, the road leading to Qing City was full of people fleeing. He mixed into the crowd and followed.When you are hungry, you go to the fields to dig wild vegetables to eat, and when you are thirsty, you go to the mountains and streams to drink water.

The Fu family had a lot of things with them, and it seemed that there were female relatives in the car, so even if there were horses, they couldn't run, and they slowly moved forward with the refugee team on this road. Riding a horse and following the car, his face was stern and his body carried a chilling air.

Liu Qinghuan followed his motorcade all the way, but from time to time he was kicked and joked by the big guy who found him before, and he was not annoyed.

This year, there have been signs of severe drought. It was better to be close to Ning'an City before, because Ning'an City was facing the Hengwu Mountains with many mountains and mountains, which was better than other places.But the further east you go, the farther you get from the Hengwu Mountains, the more drought you get, and even wild vegetables are rare.And there are more and more people fleeing, and the small villages they meet along the way have cracks as wide as a palm in the ground, leaving ten rooms and nine empty spaces.

Fortunately, we can reach Qingcheng in a few days.Qingcheng is a big city in Dayue Kingdom. There are troops stationed all year round, so it should be safe to go to Qingcheng.

On this day, when I was walking, the sun shot down viciously, and it felt tingling on the skin.The road to Qingcheng was dusty, and the refugees were all disheartened and exhausted.Sweat poured down his body, and his clothes were wet and dry, and dry and wet, and soon a layer of salt grains formed.

As the weather is getting hotter, the refugees have changed the time of their journey. Now they leave every day at the same time and rest at the same time.In the afternoon, when the sun is not so vicious, I will start the road again, and I will not end the day until I reach Hai Shi.

At this time, everyone hid under the trees or in the grass to rest.Liu Qinghuan was leaning against a dead tree and barely escaped the summer heat. The old man with white beard rested not far from him, and kept talking about something like "The world is in great drought, wars are breaking out, and the world is going to be in chaos..." Hearing that, Liu Qinghuan was also heartbroken. Restless, restless sleep.

Suddenly he heard a whistling sound from the sky, and he raised his eyes lazily, but he didn't want to see a strange picture.

I saw three figures appearing from the far horizon, one in front and two behind, all flying in the air like immortals, rushing towards the avenue like a wind and lightning, and from time to time, dazzling rays of light of various colors burst out among the three of them. Liu Qinghuan's eyes were dazzled.

The refugees in the ground noticed the movement in the sky, and they all looked up with their necks raised, and they were all stunned. Even the one who was eating opened his mouth wide and forgot to chew.

(End of this chapter)