"The outside and the inside...... It's the same......"

The world was lonely, and the wind blew through the barren mountains and mountains, and left with a whimper. The man's voice was sincere and weak, and in the woman's gaze, it turned into the last glimmer of hope in deep despair. The smell of pine oil spreads.

But the woman didn't come.

Gao Qianyue hugged her body, surrounded by hungry ghosts who had just stayed, seeing that the situation was stalemate for a moment, and then someone stretched out her hand, the woman broke free with all her strength, screaming in tears, Wang Shitong picked up half of the bench and threw it over.

"If you dare to do it, Lao Tzu will kill you before he dies-"

He led the hungry ghosts for nearly two years, with his own majesty, some people just made a gesture to come, but they didn't dare to make a move for a while, in the noise of people, Gao Qianyue's range of running was getting less and less, Wang Shitong looked at this scene, and said in the door: "You come here, I won't hurt you, they are not people, I told you ......"

"Ahh ”

Wang Shitong was stunned.

"Wang Shitong, you are not human." Gao Qianyue cried, "You killed my whole family and ruined my body, they are not people, you are people!?" Wang Shitong, I hate all of you, I miss my father, I'm afraid of you! I'm afraid of all of you, brutes, you brutes ......"

The woman, who was already timid, screamed and screamed for a moment, her voice became quieter, and she sat down on the ground with her body in her arms, bowing her head and crying.

Wang Shitong looked at her in a daze, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shook his head, as if he wanted to wave something, but he couldn't do it after all. There were voices of mockery from the crowd.

The world is a nightmare.

There have been struggles.

But finally, the last shred of light, the place that shone through, was closed.

In the crowd, someone approached and lifted up the woman sitting on the ground, and the woman's screams could be heard in the distance. As in the past year, countless scenes had happened before his eyes, accompanied by the slaughterhouse of Shura, accompanied by fire, accompanied by the cries and wild laughter of countless people. Countless heart-rending screams and cries swirled in his mind, what hell was like.

"I can't go on like this...... Do you want to be a man—" In a faint shout, he killed his best brother, Yan Hong, who was already starving.

"The whole world is full of wicked men...... But it's okay, as long as I have me, I'll take you out...... As long as I ......" Countless expectant eyes looked at him, and then these eyes turned blood-red. In the heavens and on the earth, around the sea of people, there were human voices everywhere, weeping, pleading, the voices of people before they starved to death—there should not be a sound, but Wang Shitong looked at them, and the skinny corpses lying on the ground, in the eyes and lips that occasionally moved, seemed to make oozing sounds.

Kokoko, Kokoko, Kokoko...... Koko......

Watching people starve to death drove everyone crazy, and every night, countless people would reach up, grab him, and eat him until they had eaten him completely. He would wake up from his dreams and greedily and frantically suck the soft, living breath beside him, and women always seemed docile, like the little cats and dogs he had domesticated as a child, who lived in heaven.

"I'll protect you, don't be afraid ......"

……

“…… Well. ”

……

………………………………………………………………………………………… Fake.

……

Wang Shitong hugged his head and cried.

In the crowd outside, someone tore Gao Qianyue's clothes, and more people, looking at Wang Shitong, finally came over to this side, the woman screamed and struggled, trying to run, and even begging for mercy, but until the end, she did not run in the direction of Wang Shitong. The woman's clothes were finally torn off, and the hungry ghosts dragged her legs off the ground and tore her pants. Several strips of cloth were torn off, and a sound whistled and smashed into the pile, splashing the pine oil.

"Do it." The voice came out, and many people didn't realize that it was Wang Shitong who was talking, but Wu Ding, who was standing nearby, had already heard it, held the stick in his hand, and Wang Shitong's second shout had already come out.

"Second Xin! Yao Xian! Do it to me—"

Beside Wu Ding, someone suddenly drew a knife and slashed at his neck.

In the crowd, in an instant, many people also shouted, and the sword light was raised, and blood flew high into the air, and the figure next to him fell suddenly.

The fighting, or rather the slaughter, expanded in the blink of an eye.

This Xin Lao Er is Wu Ding's henchman, Yao Xian has been following Wang Chaoyuan for a long time, Wang Chaoyuan withdrew half of the people, and the remaining half, most of them are Yao Xian's subordinates. How could everyone have expected that Wang Shitong, who had no resistance at the beginning, would still be able to scream movingly, a large group of people were swords and guns in the blink of an eye, and the bloody breath spread, although Wu Ding was prepared when Wang Shitong yelled for the first time, but in the blink of an eye, he was also killed by the swordsman who relied on him as his henchman and retreated, and the blood stains on his body splashed again and again.

This fierce fight came and ended quickly. There may be only a few people who did it, but the timing of the attack was too good, and after a while, most of Wu Ding and Wang Chaoyuan's subordinates had fallen in a pool of blood, and Wu Ding was cut to the ground by Xin Laoer, with several blows in his body, and his calf was almost broken in two, and he had no ability to resist in the scream.

Wang Shitong also split the two of them, and walked towards Gao Qianyue with a knife that was still dripping blood in his hand, and the woman who was torn to rags retreated again and again, and Wang Shitong squatted down and grabbed one of her hands.

"Shhh......h It's okay, it's okay......" The man named Yao Xian brought a broken blanket, Wang Shitong took it, wrapped Gao Qianyue's body, and wanted to reach out to comfort her, but Gao Qianyue lowered her head and subconsciously stepped back, Wang Shitong stood up, and confusion and blankness flashed in his eyes.

"What are you doing! You fools! He's not a ghost king anymore! You follow him to a dead end, don't you understand......" On the other side of the pool of blood, Wu Ding was still screaming in blood. The group of people standing around them were also a little puzzled. Xin Lao Er opened his mouth and said, "Ghost King, just come back." He is naturally a confidant under Wang Shitong, and at this time, he is more concerned about Wang Shitong's state, whether he is turned around, and whether he has figured it out.

Wang Shitong walked shirtless, walked to a wooden stake on the side, and sat down in a daze. After going on like this for a while, he whispered, "Is there a ...... The Black Flag Army? ”

In the sound of the wind blowing, everyone looks at me, I look at you, there was a terrible silence, Wang Shitong also waited for a moment, and said: "Are there any people from the Huaxia Army?" Come out, I want to talk to you. ”

The ghost king's empty eyes swept over everyone, and after a long while, Wu Ding in the pool of blood laughed mockingly: "Ahem...... You, you madman, you ......"

In the crowd, Yao Xian slowly took a step and stood in front of Wang Shitong.

Wang Shitong looked up at him, Yao Xian's cheeks were thin and his eyes were solemn, and there was not much change in his gaze.

"It's you......"

"The Huaxia military undertakes, and I am responsible for following you...... Congratulations to the Ghost King, I finally figured it out. ”

"I didn't ......figure it out," Wang Shitong muttered, "I lost after all......

"The teacher said, you're just drowning."

“…… Drown...... Teacher? Wang Shitong looked at Fang Chengye, and for a moment, he understood who the teacher in the other party's mouth was. At this moment the birdsong was streaking across the sky, and he finally said:

"I have a request ......"

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The sky was overcast, and outside Xuzhou City, the hungry ghosts gradually gathered in one direction.

On the temporarily erected high platform, some people walked up one after another, and in this crowd, there was the figure of Li Zheng, a Han man from Liaodong. Someone began to speak loudly, and after a while, a group of people were escorted out by men armed with swords, to be pushed in front of the high platform to be killed.

Divide and eat.

Before the people on the stage could finish their words, the riot came from different directions, some rushed to the high platform, some surrounded from all directions, and some were cut to the ground. In the huge chaos, most of the hungry ghosts didn't know what was happening, but the blood-soaked dark red Da Shang finally appeared in everyone's field of vision, and the ghost king slowly came and walked towards the people on the high platform.

Someone roared, someone screamed, someone tried to incite the crowd to do something. The old man named Chen Dayi, with his cane on his legs, did not react, and Wang Shitong, who came up from below, passed by him, and after a while, the soldiers arrested everyone who wanted to escape, including the foreign, Liaodong Han Li Zheng, and held him on the edge of the high platform.

Li was trying to speak, but the soldier next to him held a knife in his mouth and crushed his tongue.

The Ghost King came over and cut off the heads of the rebels kneeling here one by one.

He threw the head over the bonfire, which burned brightly.

……

Under the gloomy sky, the troops of the "hungry ghosts" finally began to disperse, half of them began to bypass Xuzhou City and go south, and some of them followed the only "ghost king" they could rely on, and went to the nearest direction with food.

It was the northern, Jurchen barracks.

A few more days passed, and at some point, the continuous military formation appeared in front of the eyes of the "hungry ghosts" like a long wall, and Wang Shitong spoke hoarsely and loudly in the crowd. Finally, they struggled to the impenetrable wall on the other side.

The blood-soaked, dark red Da Chi ran at the front of the crowd, the surging footsteps, like a spring thunder that shook the whole land, the figure of the Jurchen in front of him began to become clear in the field of vision, and Wang Shitong swallowed his saliva.

"I'm so hungry......"

Spring has arrived.

The whole land is still a barren and dead color.

"Boom" shells flew over.

Wang Shitong ran through the crowd, and the cannonball propelled him high into the sky......

I'm so hungry......

……

Far away, the figure of the woman dissolved into the escort team and embarked on the journey south.

I don't know if she will look north even once during such a journey.

“…… I have a request, I hope you can send her to the south......"

“…… I hope you can ensure her food and clothing, and I hope you can find a husband for her......"

“…… I hope that she can live in a place where she will never experience war, that her husband will love her, that she will have a full house of children and grandchildren, that when she is old, her children and grandchildren will be filial to her, and that she will always have a smile on her face......"

“…… I hope she forgets me, and I hope she ...... forever I'll never remember what I was, this nightmare......"

“…… I want her ......"

…… Towards happiness.

……

Out of nowhere, there are tears and smiles at the intersection.

His body flew in the sky......

In the fifth year of God's blessing, it was the spring of thirty-three years ago, and the child was born in a wealthy family west of Zhending. The child's parents believe in Buddhism, and they are benevolent people who are praised by each other in ten miles and eight towns, but they are old enough to let this son go. Tianyou six years old, his parents took him to the temple to play, he sat at the feet of Manjushri Bodhisattva and refused to leave, the temple presided over said that he had a fate with the Buddha, but the Bodhisattva sat down the green lion to go down to earth, and the family surname was Wang, so the name Wang Shitong.

The Buddha is compassionate, Manjushri is a symbol of wisdom, Wang Shitong has been smart since childhood, at the age of seventeen in Xiucai, at the age of twenty in the lift, although his parents died early, but the family is rich, and a good wife gave birth to an equally intelligent son.

In the thirteenth year of Jinghan, the Jurchens went south, and the 21-year-old Wang Shitong led the nearby villagers to retreat into the mountains to avoid the military disaster.

However, in the following years, natural disasters and man-made disasters finally followed, the young and frail children died in the plague caused by the war, and his wife was in a slump since then. When she was dying, she said: I have lived happily by your side in this life, but unfortunately you are the only one left next......

Wang Shitong buried his wife and led the homeless people south.

As long as I'm ...... and will not leave you alone......

He made a promise to them......

……

Wu Jianshuo 10 years, February.

Wang Shitong flew into the sky......

Before that, a lifetime of struggle had been exhausted......

……

The hungry ghosts are still running across the endless land.