Longmen Memoirs

Although it is still very cold, the days when the weather will get warmer should not be far away.

After three weeks, we finally found two more villages willing to exchange supplies with infected people.

We set up camp in an abandoned settlement a few kilometers away from them, where there was plenty of fuel to last us for a while.

The roots really don’t taste good, and I don’t want to hear what the old man says about them being very “nutritious”.

April 12

……

Yesterday I talked to Patriot about the infected people in Checheng, and he rejected me again.

I understand his concerns.

I know where this road leads.

We must reach that end point. Even if I can't reach it, Yelena, Alina, and Ino... should be able to reach it.

It's just that the path under our feet is really unclear.

Will they reject us?We can't give them too many illusions.

It is a bad thing to make a promise that cannot be fulfilled. The Ursus Empire's promise of bread and bedding only covered up their atrocities and lies. Deception is the beginning of another kind of rule.

Will they hate us?It is very likely that if it were not for the hard life of the people in Beiyuan, many people would report the infected people to the pickets when they saw them.

This ill will may come from their concerns about their situation.

I am different from Bozhuo Kasti. We have to guard against these, but this will definitely not be something "in their bones".

Hui Jie.

We cannot hate them just because they seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, absolutely not.

Will they hurt us?I'm not sure about this, maybe I can't think too much about it...

I……

Anyway... I think a lot of people are forced to be like that.

If there are teachers like Alina, our team is here, and there is peaceful coexistence between infected people and ordinary people... they will be changed.

Many people have just been instilled with too many distorted ideas by Ursus. We can help them. Knowledge can change people's minds.

It's just that it's really hard, even if I believe...it should be fundamental to implement a strong belief in action so that the truth is accepted by everyone. 】

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In the early morning, the light snow last night stopped at some point.

The sun has not yet appeared, so there is still a thick chill in the morning.

"Ah, morning."

"Is it dangerous to go out now?"

Tallulah looked at the wooden trailer held by Alina. On the trailer were materials that had been sorted and covered with cloth. Most of them were grains, furs, a little dried meat, and cloth. They were common practical items used for exchange between villages. The camel behind the reins snorted quietly, leaving a conspicuous line of heat in the early morning.

"I asked the soldiers, the pickets should all gather in the west village, right? Were you discovered communicating with them a few days ago?"

"It's possible, so don't go west for the time being."

"I know, then the village to the east should still be able to exchange some things." Alina looked at Tallulah who looked worried: "Oh, don't worry too much, the situations we have encountered before are much more dangerous than this. ”

Tallulah's expression softened a little.

"What are you going to change for?"

"Canned fruits and dried vegetables."

"...It doesn't seem to be something particularly important?"

"If this continues, the soldiers will get sick..." Alina looked at Tallulah helplessly: "You should also learn more common sense in life."

Tallulah frowned slightly and looked at the supplies on the trailer.

"It's hard to fill your stomach. Some things may not be so..."

She wanted to say that she needed it, but Alina interrupted her.

"No, Tallulah, this isn't right."

Alina shook her head, with some pride, stretched out her hand in front of her and coughed lightly, as if she was trying to do her best as a teacher.

"Hmm, cough..."

She adjusted her tone and became serious like an old scholar.

"Just because we sometimes don't have enough to eat and don't have enough clothes to wear, those poems, music, fruits, flowers, and desires for taste, sight, smell and touch are precious."

These words seemed familiar.

"It is these things that remind us of the kind of life we ​​are striving for for everyone. A healthy body is certainly part of it. A little vegetables and fruits can save many people from diseases."

Tallulah raised her eyebrows slightly.

"...It's very cunning to use my own words to refute me."

"What, what's the word cunning? It shouldn't be, Tallulah-san." Alina corrected loudly, stretched out her index finger and waved it in front of Tallulah's eyes: "Please tell me, smart-smart! "

"well."

Tallulah said perfunctorily that there was always nothing that could be done to her, and Alina was indeed so bitter at times that she had no choice but to do so.

"Do you need someone to protect you?" she asked, holding up her hands.

Alina's eyes fell on the sword at her waist.

She shook her head and said, "It's not good. I'm not a special infected person, because it would be bad for me to expose our traces. Moreover, I am an infected person who can easily hide my identity. It is not easy for other soldiers."

Tallulah just thought for a moment.

She didn't mention it again.

"Then pay attention to safety." She hesitated and reminded: "Those villagers are not that trustworthy... There are many things that go back on their word."

"Well, okay, by the way, I will use more plows. Do the snow monsters like apples more?"

"They seem to like raspberries more..." Tallulah said, and let go of her arms: "Just leave them alone. They are looking for those who have their own tricks. I have a meeting to hold later."

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Alina waved her hand.

She led the camel beast towards the entrance of the village. Tallulah, who was looking at her back, suddenly felt uneasy from nowhere. Maybe it was time. She thought that her uneasiness should come from herself. Alina, who has learned so much, should become one of them, not what she said.

"...Alina!"

"What?" Alina stopped and turned around in confusion [*

"I'm going to organize an education group for infected people later. Do you want to be the group leader?"

"Ah, can I?"

"Among those infected who are not warriors, your reputation is better than mine." Tallulah said, "It will be easier to introduce you to everyone then."

"I'm not saying..."

"A warrior of knowledge is also a warrior, Alina, I will insist on this."

Tallulah said seriously that perhaps her uneasiness was due to the fact that the white-haired deer had not received the due reward for his efforts.

"That……"

"It depends on your arrangements." Alina said, a little worried: "You don't have to write a speech, do you?"

Tallulah looked at the hesitant Alina, her heart finally calmed down and she raised the corners of her mouth.

"Ah, I seem to have heard the applause."

Alina helplessly looked at Tallulah who was deliberately playing a prank.

"...Stop teasing me." She said, she was really not good at this: "Then I'll go."

"Goodbye, and come back soon!"

Chapter 2 The liar deceives the girl

[What is relief? To put it simply, it means the helplessness of being helpless, the insincere difficulties and the well-known regrets. 】

June 1092, 12, Crystalline Era

Ursus North/Sunny

11:12 am

The old house of the Gennadi family was sorted out by Chen Mo. It took him a lot of effort to clean this dilapidated house. Many of the furniture in the house were useless. The furniture was actually just some wooden tables and chairs that were almost decaying. Most of the only things that were of some use had been taken back home by the villagers.

It's not good or bad, it's just that things that the dead can't use can regain their value in the hands of the living.

The house was empty. Fortunately, it was too cold in the north, as if even the dust could be frozen, so there was not much dust accumulation. But when the cold wind blew from the outside of the dilapidated wooden house at night, the wind and snow slapped on the outside of the wooden house, and because of the wall The wind howled from the disrepair, and the sound was a bit like someone crying at night.

After Chen Mo repaired the hole outside the wooden wall the next day, he never heard that sound again.

He didn't know how long he would stay in this village. Maybe he would set off again next week. The road on the snowfield was indeed too difficult. Even Chen Mo would find it too much for the long journey without stopping for three months. After the momentum became stronger, he finally had the opportunity to stop temporarily and make some repairs.

Chen Mo held a small mirror and sat in front of the door outside the house. The camel beast was chewing hay quietly in the shed. It was a rare sunny day today. The snow finally stopped, as if there was no air as before. cold.

There was cooking moss wheat on the bonfire in the house. The water had not yet boiled, but the fragrance of wheat had already spread to the tip of his nose. He exchanged it for a little coarse salt from the villagers. The villagers told him that the salt seller would probably not come again this winter. Well, we have to wait until spring, after the snow melts, and then there will be some traveling merchants walking through the villages.

It is indeed completely different from the city. If you have not experienced it personally, it would be difficult to imagine that there are two completely different scenes outside the mobile city and inside the mobile city. It seems that they have spanned time, one end and the other, and the period spans more than a century. However, people all Already accustomed to it.

The man in the mirror has messy black hair. Under the black hair, his eyes show the fatigue and fatigue of the hurried journey. His young face is dry and rough from the howling cold wind in the north, and his chin has changed from sparse to... His thick beard made him look at least 40 or [-] years old, but in the eyes of the villagers, that was indeed the impression.

Chen Mo thought that if Chen saw himself now, it would be difficult for him to recognize him. Maybe after a while, he would become what the fox said, and no one would be able to recognize him after he returns to Longmen.

But if Chen was asked to do it by himself, Chen Mo felt that he would definitely not be willing to do it. He knew how hard it was along the way. Physical fatigue was only secondary, and what was even more frustrating was the repeated disappointments without results.

But this is actually quite normal.

Now Chen Mo, except for those eyes, it is probably difficult to find his appearance when he first left Longmen. This reminds Chen Mo of the way he left Victoria and returned to Longmen, and his occasional growing beard would also appear in Texas. He took care of it a little after Si's reminder, but now no one came to remind him of this.

Maybe this was Chen Mo's original ideal life.

After all the incidents were resolved, what he should be like most was to find a place he had never been to and remain unknown until his death.

"...If possible, in addition to dried vegetables, I would also like to exchange some plows and apples."

"I don't have the plow and apples here anymore, but I still have some pickles from this year. If you are willing, I can exchange the fur for two cans. My family can't eat so much. The children want to stay warm in winter."

"Well."

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the cellar to get it for you."

After a while, the villager brought two cans of pickled cucumbers and placed them on Alina's wooden cart. Alina gave him two tanned furs.

"Thank you."

"Thank you. I'm very happy to be able to exchange for something practical. By the way, you can ask Griff's house. His house is just in front. There is a grindstone at the door. He should have some for you to exchange for. He has always wanted to get some leather to make a coat. The hunters in the village have not gained much during this period, but you guys, it must be very difficult for you to find such a big prey in such thick snow."

"Ah, actually they are all hunters in our village. This winter is not easy for everyone." Alina replied with a smile: "And thank you for your willingness to exchange things with us."

"Alas." The other party sighed softly.

Alina's eyes fell on the wall of his house, where a piece of drawing paper hung. She actually wanted to ask just now.

"This painting is very new. It seems to be a spire that is unique to Leitania."

"What ya?"

"Letania, a country to the west of Ursus."

"I don't know this, but speaking of this painting, it was given to me by Mr. Lev. He is a painter who came to our village a few days ago. He said he was traveling. What is there to travel in this place? Ah, there is nothing but snow. If you also want it, you can ask Mr. Lev. He is very nice and will not refuse. Now he lives in the empty house of Gennady’s family, which is just down the road from the village. Just keep walking over there.”

Elafia in front of her had white hair that was the same color as snow. The trailer she was holding was parked in front of the door, leaving two clear indentations on the snow. The white-haired deer stood on the snow and looked at the people sitting there. Chen Mo at the door.

She came at the right time. When he came, Mr. Chen was sighing with self-pity and lamenting the misfortune of his life. You can imagine what Mr. Chen who was holding a small mirror would look like in her eyes.

The two looked at each other for just a few seconds. Chen Mo slowly put the mirror in her hand behind her back. She could see the strange look on the white-haired deer hidden deep in her eyes.

"Ahem, hum." Chen Mo coughed lightly.