supernatural peasant girl

Chapter 296

Chapter 298 Escape

The Daqing Mountain is quiet and distant, and the humid climate makes the leaves on the mountain more green.

Everything is flourishing, there are women who go up the mountain with a basket to pick up mountain goods during the slack season, and there are also farmers who go up the mountain to hunt to try their luck.

Wisps of smoke drifted past here.

There was a drizzle of rain, if there was nothing, it swayed in the air.

And in the depths of this big green mountain, there are several hilltops, which seem to be the same from the outside, but because it is too far away from the road outside, no matter whether they are picking mountain goods or hunting people, they will not go deep, so as not to enter. The belly of the beast.

There was a burst of sound from inside, clanging.

A group of people, with hunched backs, dim eyes, and even their movements seem to be mechanical, doing what they must do every day, if they are slower, the whip will come, and they will turn a blind eye as if they don't feel the pain.

Everyone seems to be no different from everyone else.

When did they come to such a place like a purgatory on earth, and what kind of suffering they have, no one will ask these questions, but one thing is certain, they can't see hope, they are like this day after day, in the future Also die here.

Aoyama buried his bones, it was so frightening.

However, among this group of people, there was a person whose eyes were a little bit alive, and his lips were tightly pressed together. The mist lingered with a salty smell. .

It's finally time to eat, there is no need to doubt, if they are really machines, able to work day and night, no one will think of letting them eat.

I used to eat cold rice, two meals a day, one bowl for each meal, but not long ago, it got a little better, changed to tube full, and began to have pickles to eat, and occasionally when it was better, rice cakes were provided .

The person with some light in his eyes couldn't tell his age among this group of people. He was equally unshaven and equally depressed. Among the crowd, he never deliberately expressed his dissatisfaction.

What he ate today, the sour bamboo shoots and stewed side dishes, made a trace of nostalgia flash in his eyes.

Such a day, if it wasn't for his father's warning, he wouldn't be able to live a day, but he can't just die like this, he will avenge his revenge one day, he dare not just die like this, the old lady at home doesn't know How to miss.

In many cases, it is not only faith that can support it. He has been tempered and beaten again and again, and the sky is dark. He also wants to touch his head to death. What can be done?

Patience, patience is like a slow knife, bit by bit, slowly cutting the flesh of the heart, this kind of pain is more unbearable for him than anything else, he thinks about giving up countless times, and even if Go back, now my old lady is lucky in this world?
Finally, one day, he has already seen the route, and one advantage compared with others is that he knows where he is.

Either run out, or die here, and now I only have a worthless little life left, and I am not even afraid of death, so what else can others take away.

He has no scruples.

However, on that day, he ate these stewed side dishes, such a familiar taste, which made him wake up instantly, that's right!This kind of craftsmanship, this kind of method, other than his mother, no one else can do it.

She must still be waiting for herself, how could she give up indiscriminately.

He also knew from the words of the stewards that this was something bought in the town, "You guys are lucky, if you hadn't sent someone to buy it in the town, you would still be able to eat such good things!"

For the first time, he sincerely hoped that these people would curse a few more times, so that he could learn more from it.

It was from that day that the latent thoughts in his heart were completely awakened. Every day he ate and ate these things, he thought about his relatives. What was he doing at this time?Can the things at home be kept safe? How is my mother's illness now?
But he didn't act rashly. He was thinking about this matter every day. How to deceive those people, how to escape, and how to hide, he had gone through countless times in his mind.

On the few occasions when he ate rice cakes, he secretly hid half of them on his body. Fortunately, the steward here never thought that anyone would still have such thoughts, and he didn't pay much attention to them.

Maybe they think this place is just a cage, no one can fly out, he is waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

He knew he had to be patient.

When the opportunity comes, it is always very sudden, and it is always for those who are prepared to have such luck to meet him.

For example, today, he is still eating, gulping, because he doesn't know which day and time will have the opportunity, and he is always full.

A person hurried in, "Second steward, there's a war in my hometown!"

war?There is a war!
The manager panicked at once, "After so many years, why are they fighting again..."

An iron pot that was being boiled, and one accidentally dropped to the ground, the heat was puffing up, the sound of cursing, the shadow of whips, mixed with panic.

At this moment, there was only one person who was the calmest. He even stuffed his mouth with food. Like a leopard, he rushed towards the place he had hoped for a long time without stopping for a moment.

The opportunity flashed by, and soon the place returned to normal. However, he seized this fleeting opportunity.

Heart beating to the throat.

In this dark cave, he exited from the side he had observed a long time ago and ran to the other side, turning and turning, feeling a little dazed.

Soon, his eyes had completely adapted to the darkness, and he stared carefully at the wall of the cave, heaving a sigh of relief.

At least he knew he was in the right place.

Soon, he heard footsteps and shouts chasing after him, he smiled contemptuously, and ran with confidence.

"You said this kid, why did he run away? Did he think he could run out, if he could really be so peaceful for so many years?!"

"Stop saying a few words, take it seriously and let him go out, and the young master has not skinned you!"

"Who are you scaring! I'm tired of you, and even if I can run out, what can he say, huh? What can you say?"

A few people came over cursing and stopped suddenly, "Listen!"

Then someone laughed, "You said this kid, it's not good to run somewhere, and it really doesn't take much effort to run to the dead man's cave."

"That's right, if you take it back, you will inevitably die. You will have to carry it out, and it will be easier to run over by yourself!" After speaking, the few people became more relaxed, because they knew that this cave was obviously a dead place. There is a deep hole, and there is a deep pool in the depths, so they are not in a hurry.

The kid who was scolded to death had already reached the deep pool at this time, it wasn't that he went the wrong way, all of this was in his plan, he wanted to escape, and he had to avoid those precautions, countless nights, He was thinking about this matter, and finally thought of this method.

When they were about to arrive, he tore off a shoe, hugged another stone, yelled in confusion, and then there was a plop.

"I said this kid, he ran down by himself, so that he can keep company with those dead ghosts!"

Even so, they still went here to check for a while, and saw that there were indeed traces of sliding down, and there was a broken shoe next to it, so they didn't have much doubts.

"Okay, let's go back!"

"It's not dead yet."

"He hasn't died after entering this place, why don't you try? If he doesn't die, he will starve to death! Or you stay here for two or three days?"

After finishing speaking, the rest of the people walked away with their shoulders crossed, and the remaining one leaned his head to look forward, and a gust of wind came from nowhere, which made him terrified, and hurried away.

What they didn't see was that at the place where they came, there was a person curled up on a high ground. At this time, his eyes were looking at the place where they were walking, without any superfluous expression.

This cave is very special, which he has known since he was a child.

I used to spend a lot of time wandering around the mountains with my friends, but I never thought that one day I would be imprisoned in this place.

When the mountain was being used back then, others didn't notice it, and it was because they didn't notice that it probably saved his life.

But he got used to being cautious, and he couldn't find the entrance yet, so he could only curl up in this place where he could only accommodate himself, next to the uneven and cold stone, and fell asleep.

As soon as my heart relaxed, I realized that my legs and feet were in great pain. I gritted my teeth and endured it.

It didn't take long before there was another swearing voice, looking around, his body was slightly stiff, he didn't dare to move, even breathing carefully.

Drowsily falling asleep and waking up, falling asleep again, his stomach was so hungry that he really didn't have the slightest thought of touching the food in his arms.

This will remain.

In this way, after he was convinced that no one had been there for a long time, he came down from there slowly, and then followed the cave wall familiarly, not looking for the place where the road was already made, but climbing up to see It is impossible to pass through, but it is on the side of the stalagmite, and it can be passed by. He just climbed up like this, seemingly without end.

With soft hands and feet, he stopped, took out rice cakes from his arms, chewed them, and swallowed them forcefully, raised his head and opened his mouth, facing the dripping water in the cave, moistening his throat.

As long as he thinks about climbing this place, he will be able to gain freedom, and his whole body is full of strength.

This kind of climbing made his hands a little bloody, and the pain in his feet was even worse, and he couldn't care less about it.

When he actually sat down on a boulder the size of a dustpan, he let out a deep breath, rested for a while, and identified it. After walking a few steps, he saw the dazzling light.

There was a burst of relief all over my body, and I couldn't even believe it.

He just escaped.

No, no, he can't be careless at this moment, he has to go back, and he can't give up all his previous efforts.

After another annoying wait, he moved his body, but before he could get out, he heard voices and hurried back.

My heart is full of sadness, have they found it again?
(End of this chapter)