win the hairpin

Chapter 327 Going Out

The crying sound fainted from the inside out, Yin Xiao and Li Jun slept cross-legged against the wall, and were not affected by the crying sound.

They cry their own, they sleep their own, people have their own lives, eat their own food, go their own way.

Song Huiyue sat on the side and watched over them until it was bright, when there was a lot of shouting and cursing outside.

Yin Xiao got up quickly, went to the door to take a look, and saw many officers and soldiers coming, urging the living recruits to get out quickly, they wanted to pick someone.

Li Jun yawned and got up: "These generals are the most annoying. The officials are not big, but they are big. When I was a Zhizhai, I was annoying them."

He reached out to straighten the cloth armor on his body, only to find that the cloth armor had been wrinkled into a ball of pickles, and he couldn't do it.

"Song Huiyue," he kicked the person who was still sitting on the ground with his toes, "I'll buy you some water when I get the military merit."

Song Huiyue stood up and looked at the door: "You should think about how you can stay in the same city as Yin Xiao."

Five officers came outside, they should be the generals Li Jun mentioned, they looked impatient, wishing they could drag the recruits to the martial arts arena right away.

At the same time, another group of people immediately came forward to call out, gather the recruits’ families together, distribute pensions to those who died, leave here, fill in the form for those who are alive, settle in a military household, follow the Taiping car that transports grain, and go out of Ding Go to Zhoucheng and go to the barracks between Ding and Yi.

Dingzhou is the national border, and Yizhou is also the junction of the nine states behind Yanyun Mountain and the seven states in front of the mountain.

After taking the Taiping car out of the city, and walking for twenty miles, everyone's buttocks and thighs were numb and exhausted before arriving at the barracks.

The soldiers led them to find Zhongrui's barracks. There were already many family members living in it. There were not many vacant rooms, but they could choose by themselves.

The family members who were half-dead just now became excited in an instant. They carried the packages and took the lead bravely, wanting to live in a good house that can shelter from the wind and rain. Even the old lady in her seventies suddenly became like a wolf and a tiger.

Song Huiyuewen can write good handwriting, martial arts can kill people, but he has never experienced such a scene, he was defenseless, and he was coerced and turned forward a few times. When he realized it, the hat and handkerchief were missing And Fei, the dress was stepped on several times.

She hugged the packages of the three of them, showing an unprecedented look of distress. Looking at the family members who were more ferocious than the frontline soldiers, she gave up the hope of snatching them, and planned to live wherever they were left.

Someone greeted her: "Little lady, your things."

Song Huiyue looked over and saw a young woman standing far away, holding her hat and handkerchief in her hands. The woman's belly was slightly distended, she seemed to be pregnant, and she dared not go forward because of inconvenience. Come.

Song Huiyue hurried up to say thanks, took the hat and put it on, stuffed the handkerchief back into the sleeves, and at the same time asked very kindly: "Sister, where is the hut and bathhouse here?"

The woman pointed to the west side: "They are all on the west side. The bathhouse is shared by one commander, and the latrines have to go there. They are all used by individual female relatives, but there are few."

A conductor has more than [-] people, not counting the family members. With the family members added, the crowded bathhouse can be imagined. Song Huiyue immediately gave up the idea of ​​taking a bath.

"Then can we go out?"

"Yes, but you can't go forward," the woman pointed to the north, "If you enter the barracks by mistake, you will be killed."

Song Huiyue stood on tiptoe and glanced at her fingers. There were only barracks in front of her, one after another, like a prison cell, where the generals were imprisoned.

"I have to go back. I'm tired after standing for a long time." The woman smiled, got up and walked back.

She left, and Song Huiyue also stood in a dark place, waiting for the end of the battle - this group of old girls are so robbing, they can scratch their faces for a room.

"I saw it first!"

"Fart, obviously I came first!"

"My old lady's feet go through the door first!"

"Old man, open your eyes in the ground and see how we orphans and widows have been bullied!"

Finally, when the gunpowder smoke cleared, the old women and the young women dispersed with unsatisfied intentions. They each received their monthly rations and started patting and tidying up the house and cooking. Song Huiyue got a chance and found two connected rooms, one with an air leak , a leaking room.

After putting away her things, she traded the moon food for some food, and then slept until dark.

Before Yin Xiao and Li Jun returned, she borrowed a pen and paper, left a note to go out, and left the barracks with the remaining money.

On the way here, she saw a small road heading east more than ten miles away from the city gate. There was a wooden sign hidden in the dry grass on the road, and the word "Qianchang" could be vaguely discerned on it.

She remembered that there was a market in Dingzhou, which was originally designed to trade with the northern border. Because of the continuous war, it was uncertain whether it would rise or fall. Su Jun and Guangxin Jun four dealt with the dispute.

The negotiating field was abandoned, and private transactions were not allowed. Offenders would be killed and beheaded, but merchants would not stop because of this, and even the army would buy horses privately.

Song Huiyue needed money, and if she wanted to be promoted in the Dingzhou military camp, she not only needed to be used to fighting, but also needed a lot of money.

She wrapped her cloak tightly, pressed the hood on her head, gritted her teeth, straightened her waist, and walked forward against the cold wind. The wind and sand blew her body one by one, and her figure became a tiny figure in the vast world. black spots.

In fact, she was also a little scared.

This place is so big that it has no boundaries. She doesn't know if there will be wild wolves on the road, or if there are spies from other countries lurking here.

But I have to go even if I am afraid.

She suddenly thought of the Buddhist gatha given by the monk of Daxiangguo Temple: "The world is full of stones and gold, and the wind is high and the moon is cold outside the world. If you want to know that there is no difference, you must be willing once. The wok soup furnace charcoal is thrown into the body. , the sword tree, the sword, the mountain, the letter, and the footsteps."

This Dingzhou City is the Sword Tree Knife Mountain. With her own two feet, she will definitely be able to walk out of the world.

The night was falling, and the cold wind was like a needle, and it was still wrapped in finely divided sand, scraping Song Huiyue's face and hands, leaving her in burning pain all the time.

With her legs bouncing, she didn't dare to rest, fearing that if she sat down, she wouldn't be able to get up. After walking for half an hour, she felt the heat, and the heat came up from the top of her head and back, making her feel like she was about to melt .

Without water to drink, the blood in the body boiled even more, and the throat was so dry that the breath became a sharp knife, which would cut the throat and bring out the smell of blood.

When she reached the fork in the road, she breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward to confirm that the wooden sign was indeed a guiding sign for the quarry, and then lowered her head to identify the traces on the ground.

It has never rained, and the footprints of horseshoes will soon be covered by wind and sand, and the direction can only be identified through the fallen grass.

Walking along the traces, this road seems endless, the more you walk, the heavier your legs and feet, every step is like a game between the soul and the body.

The soul can still go a long way, but the body can't move a step, and the two legs drag on the ground as if they were filled with lead.

When the night became thick and black, only faint starlight came through, Song Huiyue saw a little light in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)