Chapter 2 (1/2)
Both hands are shoveling to the earth with the spade, as if to vent their grief and hatred, and a downward force of the shovel and a blank in the brain, and the hands are subconsciously swinging the shovel. After a long time, the pit is dug. Zhao Jiu song gaze quietly at the old man's face, looking at the old man's kindly face as if he would remember the old man's appearance forever.
With a sigh, his hands trembled slightly, and the old man was buried. At this moment, no one could bring warmth to himself, and no one could accompany him. Zhao Jiuge stood beside him for a long time, thinking about his past experiences with the old man for more than ten years, and his heart ached.
At night, the wind on the mountain is cool.
The mountain wind is blowing branches and leaves, rustle of shaking sound, constantly spread in all directions, as if even the wind and set up are crying, and it seems to be soothing the sad heart of Zhao Jiuge.
He retreats from the memory of his grandfather, and then he thinks of the villagers in Wangjia village, Wang Dazhuang and Wang xiaopang bullying himself and his grandfather. Zhao Jiuge, a teenager, feels the warmth and coldness of human time. His grandfather hopes that you can protect his grandson in the spirit of heaven. His eyes are grim. His young face is full of determination and he takes his hunting Without hesitation, Dao went down the mountain and went straight to Wang Dazhuang's house at the head of the village.
Late at night, the breeze was blowing, and the unknown insects in the forest on the mountain made Zhao Jiuge's heart more agitated. He thought that revenge was about to happen, and his pace was fast again. After a while, he went down the mountain to the larger house at the head of the village. However, he thought that it was one thing, but the real thing was about to happen. His heart was beating and his blood was adding Speed, slightly hesitated will, Zhao Jiuge licked his tongue, swallowed saliva to suppress his inner tension, biting his teeth into the courtyard.
Zhao Jiuge stands behind the tree in the courtyard with a knife. In the light of the hall, he vaguely sees what Wang Dazhuang and his mother-in-law are saying. Seeing the face that killed his grandfather, his whole body's tension disappears. His whole body blood rushes to his heart, and he immediately rushes in.
Running to the door of the lobby, Wang Dazhuang, who was talking to his mother-in-law, found someone coming in. First, he was shocked, his mouth was wide open, and his pupils were frightened. He was calm. He found that Zhao Jiuge was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, and then he saw only a piece of light shining his eyes and shooting at himself. There was no time for Wang Dazhuang to react. Zhao Jiuge with red eyes stabbed Wang Dazhuang's body with his hunting knife in his hand. He stabbed Wang Dazhuang for three or four times. The blood spurted wildly and dyed Zhao Jiuge's sleeves. His grinning face was spattered with blood, which was extremely terrifying at night like a bloody man.
Wang Dazhuang's expression on his face condensed at the last moment. His eyes were wide open, and his face was full of pain and incomprehension.
Wang Dazhuang's mother-in-law looked around for a long time before she came back. Her eyes were full of disbelief and panic. She looked at the cruel man beside her and Zhao Jiuge, who was covered with blood. She cried out to kill because of the terror and panic in her heart. Her voice became hoarse.
Zhao Jiuge killed successfully. When she heard Wang Dazhuang's cry, she immediately turned around and ran away. Hearing the noise, Ding rushed out. After finding out what had happened, he chased Zhao Jiuge in the direction of Zhao Jiuge's escape. The frightened Zhao Jiuge did not dare to run to the official road in the City, but ran to the mountain behind the mountain village in the night.
After the murder, Zhao Jiuge rushed to the mountain and ran in no direction. The trees, flowers and plants on both sides were reflected in his eyes. Because of the fast running, branches and plants cut clothes on his body, and there were skin wounds everywhere. Listening to the faint cry of the servants of Wang Dazhuang's family, Zhao Jiuge's feet were faster and his body was full of pain But there was no feeling.
I don't know how long after that, the voice behind him gradually disappeared, only the sound of insects in the mountains and the sound of prestige blowing on the branches. Zhao Jiuge gasped heavily, his eyes were frightened, and his delicate face was covered with blood.
Because of the inner tension, the fingers with the hunting knife in his right hand are all white. A person curls up on the tree trunk and looks at the moon in the sky. He can't help but think of his grandfather and the humble but warm home. Now he is only left with himself. He seems so helpless. With the missing of his grandfather, the tired Zhao Jiuge unconsciously falls asleep and has spent himself The first night of one's life.
Creaking insects continue to cry, moonlight sprinkled on Zhao Jiuge's face, all the mountains at night all seem so quiet.
In the early morning, the first ray of sunshine shines on Zhao Jiuge's face through the branches and leaves of big trees in the mountains. Zhao Jiuge's eyelashes move, and he opens his eyes in confusion. He looks around and thinks about everything yesterday, like a dream.
”Quack...” His stomach screamed, he stood up and took a deep breath. He swept away the lazy wake-up and refreshed himself. He was determined to make his life better and more wonderful in the future. Even after the old man died, he could not let the old man worry. Then he continued to walk in the mountains.
Zhao Jiuge, who was only nine years old, went to the mountain and had some survival experience. After killing Wang Dazhuang this time, he didn't dare to go back. He could only continue to walk towards the vast mountain. In the past, he only hunted and collected herbs on the outer side of the mountain. Yesterday, he ran into the mountain, picked some poisonous wild fruits, and came to the stream to drink the water and eat the fruit Some physical strength has been restored.After washing his face, changing his clothes, looking at the rising sun, he continued to move forward to the left. Zhao Jiuge decided to cross the mountain. Although he had never been out in the village since childhood, Zhao Jiuge also yearned for the world that his grandfather said outside.
For several days on the road, the green mountains overlapped, just like the sea waves, surging majestic, can not see the smoke, can only rely on the sun to distinguish the direction, along the way Zhao Jiuge saw a variety of strange herbs, more and more dangerous moving things, juvenile temperament, along the road a variety of never seen scenery and strange Animals and plants make Zhao Jiuge's inner loneliness gradually diluted.
This day, just after drinking water from the stream, there was a noise in the grass in front of him. Zhao Jiuge walked in and saw that it was a brown monkey. The monkey looked at the sudden appearance, and the human was frightened and ran away quickly. Zhao Jiuge, who was pleased with the hunting, was still a child after all. After a while, he found that the monkey ran to the front and disappeared. Zhao Jiuge ran quickly.
”Why, where have you been?” Zhao Jiuge looked at the monkey running here and disappeared, even a little noise, strange Zhao Jiuge with a hunting knife around. Suddenly I heard a slight ”hiss.” The voice of.
Zhao Jiuge looked for his voice. What he saw in front of him was a cave covered by vines. The hissing sound was the wind blowing into the cave. He pushed aside the green vines on both sides and walked in slowly. His eyes were fixed on the front, and he could use his hunting knife to greet him at any time.