Dark Blood Age

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In the hot sun, the vast desert is roasted like a stove, and the scorching heat sweeps through every inch of the land, leaving people breathless.

As the wind struck, the sand grains flew, the heavens and the earth darkened, and a wave of sand moved forward, like an invisible giant hand, unraveling the desert one layer and another.

Chu Yunsheng saw nothing wrong in the tadpole aircraft. Those two men were the shadow boy and Zhou Daqiao's five-year-old infant daughter.

At this moment, two helpless people are being swept up in the sand and dust to the ground.

A few days ago, the little girl was tired of crying and searching. She guarded herself next to the shadow man's "body” and was afraid to leave or sleep. She was scared, especially on a quiet night, when strange sounds echoed in the desert and she was scared to cry over and over again.

The shadow man was annoyed by her crying and could not help but pinch her with one finger, but it could not move and could not speak.

On several occasions, the shadow man had been on the verge of fury, his mood was very bad, his life had been drained in large numbers and his consciousness had been severely traumatized. Today, the situation was precarious, but the little girl had been relying on herself.

Admittedly, the little girl found a lot of food and water in her backpack scattered on the ground and fed herself a lot, otherwise she might starve to death or dry to death, but the shadow is not compassionate. It is a great shame and absolutely unacceptable for her to be cared for by a lowly human being or by the weakest little girl.

Chu Yunsheng is no longer there, and human words are no longer useful to him.

So, the Shadow Man is ready to kill this little girl once he's back in action.

The little girl also seemed to know that the shadow man was still alive, but for her, it was a huge wake-up call, and she said a lot of things to the shadow man every day, like taking care of her little eight brothers like a big doll, the whole oasis, there were only two of them left alone.

After staying in the oasis for many days, the little girl gradually became a little desperate, gathering the scattered backpacks and putting food and water in a backpack bigger than hers. She bit her lips, looked at the sky, clasped her tiny fists and decided to go to her parents.

“Brother Hachi, why don't you talk? ”

“Are you angry again? ”

“I put the water and the biscuits in my mouth, and you can eat them as soon as you reach out, okay? ”

Shadow burns in anger, little girl. What do you think this is? A dog or a girl staying home with a toy cloth doll?

It actually knows what little girls are doing, but it doesn't need that feeling, and in its eyes, humans are inferior creatures.

When the little girl picked green branches from the puncture-like plant forest, her pants were ripped through a dozen mouths, and her young skin was bleeding with silk and blood marks on the back of her hand, she knitted a small round flower hat for the shadow man, resting on the head of the shadow boy's body, carefully covering the burning sun.

The shadow man looked at the childish green twig circle and laughed in his heart: How dare you make yourself this childish look? But don't think it'll make me appreciate it!

It thought so, and the little girl went on to say:

“Brother Hachi, I'm going to Mom and Dad, I'm leaving. ”

The shadow man thought, "Go away, the farther the better."

“Brother Hachi, I'm really gone. ”

“Brother Hachi, are you sure you don't want to come with me? ”

“Well, I'll go myself. ”

……

The little girl dragged a huge backpack, walked a few steps, looked back, walked a few steps, looked back again, as if waiting for Brother Ba to climb up and catch up with her.

A long time later, the shadow of the little girl seemed to disappear. The shadow man looked at the sky and somehow remembered his childhood. His eyes gradually became cold.

The next day, the shadow man woke up and found that the little girl had come back and slept beside him.

“Brother Xiao Ba, I have decided that I will take you with me to find Mom and Dad. ”

“I'm not leaving you here alone, don't worry, I'll take care of you. ”

……

“Brother Hachi, do you have parents? ”

“Brother Hachi, can we find them? ”

……

As always, shadow people find little girls annoying.

……

That afternoon, the little girl tied a knot on the little boy with a rope from an abandoned backpack, and then, against the fiery sun, she slipped into the sand with a shoe that exposed her big toes. The little body bowed into the shape of a shrimp, the rope strangled into the flesh, a bruise, a soft grunt, and pulled the little boy, who was extremely heavy on her young body.

Her face rose red because she was too weak, and the bean-sized sweat beads on her forehead flowed along her scattered soft hair under the intense sun, condensing the white salt, causing her face to flourish.

She took the little boy for a walk, then came back, pulled the big backpack over, then rested for a short time, continued to pull the little boy up, and struggled to move in the burning desert.

One time two people rely on a large backpack covered by sand, one time two people roll down the dune, one time two small shadows are blown over by the wind...

The shadow man could not move on the hot sand, watching the little girl try to bow up the back of the young body, and laughing in his heart: “Don't think you do this, I will sympathize with you and thank you. I joined Chu just to teach that junk pivot. Do you really think I care about you lowlifes? Ridiculous!”

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“A woman with long, soft hair, hung Sally from the railing...”

Saree, Scarf, Wide Pants.

A set of Stan images appeared in front of Chu Yunsheng, so that people didn't have to think about it and knew it was Indian.

A middle-aged Indian man with a grey scarf on his head and brown skin stopped in front of Chu Yunsheng, looked at the drum backpack behind him, lowered his head, sandy what was written on the little book, and then, without lifting his head, said arrogantly in English, a dialect characteristic of India: "Chinese? Japanese or Korean? You know the rules here? ”

Chu Yunsheng also glanced at him, his eyes immediately crossed, fell on a long dirt wall behind this man, it was about newly built, the dry soil layer was wrapped with a damp earthy smell, almost two meters high, relying on the thin jungle area surrounded, through the gate in the middle, you can see the head build-up inside, the tents should be forest, should be the official Indian camp.

Following the naked people I had met before, the sky was getting late. Chu Yunsheng wanted to wait here for Ashir Butni and others. He also wanted to go in and change two clothes, and replied in English: “Chinese people, what rules? ”

The middle-aged Indian man did not lift his eyelids and continued to write in a rude manner, asking: “Has his name, profession, age, ever had a criminal record? ”

Chu Yunsheng frowned and looked at him. He asked too many questions. Isn't there just one camp? Now the country is gone. What's the point of asking these questions?

Indian man saw Chu Yunsheng silent for half a day, picked out the thick eyebrows, looked up at Chu Yunsheng, a feeling of high and low superiority, said: “Answer the question! Do you want to come into Indian City? ”

Chu Yunsheng was a little amused by him. He kicked a few feet of dirt in the district and fell down. He dared to call the "city”. Even if such a city didn't enter, it came on a blood ride and could be seen outside, and those in clothes couldn't stay out, could they? When you can always find a deal, it's really not possible. It's not hard to sneak in at night and get two sets out.

Seeing Chu Yunsheng turn around and go, an Indian middle-aged man shook his moustache, and grabbed Chu Yunsheng's arm, and said in the tone of the order: “Don't you know the rules here? The goods in your backpack must be handed over to us in the Indian camps for official management, and everyone here must abide by the system. ”

Chu Yun glanced up, this was the second time someone hit him in the backpack, cautioned Cold Lane: “I'm not going into your Indian City, you don't seem to care? ”

The middle-aged Indian man said arrogantly: "Even if you do not enter the city, you have enjoyed the resources of our Indian city outside the city. Under the interim regime, you must hand over controlled private goods, such as food and medicine, and then distribute them through our official rations. ”

Chu Yunsheng turned back and was rejoiced by his magical request. "What if I don't? ”

The Indian man glanced coldly at Chu Yun Sheng, seemingly despicable of Chu Yun Sheng, waved to the three Indian soldiers with guns at the door, coldly: “Sir, you should know that this is a war control period, if you defy the regulations, I think we have the right to enforce, if you resist, even shoot. ”

It seems that if the naked demand is not successful, it will be changed to explicit robbery. Think also, whether Chinese, Japanese or even Americans, in the current situation, will have to give in to their authority of force, let alone surrender all privately carried materials, is to use people as mules to make a summons, such as holding the fierce sun to strengthen the masonry city, and will have to obey, who makes people powerful, people under the roof, and need the protection of Indians, have to bow their heads.

Needless to say, the Indians in the city are first-class citizens, and the other countries who came to seek refuge became second-class and third-class citizens, facing gunpoint and depriving non-Indians of their private property, probably no one dared to resist.

No wonder this door inspector always has a tall mouth and a superior appearance.

But Chu Yunsheng is not a refugee left to be slaughtered by them. He is really going to be provoked. He is only fighting with the blood of the Indian army, and he still doesn't know who died!

When the eyebrows sink, they are ready to deter a few of them.

At this time, I kept hearing the news behind me, hurried to catch up with He Xiaojie, saw several Indian soldiers carrying guns, made a loading move towards Chu Yunsheng, suddenly scared, hurried up to grab Chu Yunsheng, apologized to the middle-aged Indian man: "Sorry, we do not know the rules here, please forgive me. ”

She knew that Chu Yunsheng was a little skilled, but did not know how strong Chu Yunsheng was. When the pighead monster was there, Chu Yunsheng did not have a direct conflict with the pighead monster. He Xiaozheng instinctively believed that people could still not compare to bullets. If he angered the Indians and the soldiers really fired, Chu Yunsheng might be shot on the spot.

Chu Yunsheng saved her, so He Xiaozheng didn't want such a thing to happen. She also saw that Chu Yunsheng's ability to “communicate” with people was really weak, even crude lines, and he had no patience.

The Indian man, the inspector at the entrance and exit of Gate 3, swept He Xiaojie, who looked familiar with the rules, and said faintly: "Then hand it over. ”

He Xiaojie immediately pulled out a packet of Aboriginal food from his backpack, riding three soldiers who were not yet close to each other, stuck in each other's hands obscurely, whispering in unskilled English: “If you let us in, we would like to thank you personally. ”

Bribery, not only in China but also in India, is extremely prevalent, and as a civilian policewoman, the rules are very skilled.

The prosecutor snorted a cold smile and revealed a look that you knew so well that nothing was missing.

But he made a serious appearance, intentionally shouting, “Since it's not food or medicine, you can go in. ”

In fact, he didn't want to confiscate both of these backpacks. Looking at Chu Yunsheng and He Xiaoqun as harmless foreigners, he had a more greedy swallowing plan in his heart. Those were the two whole backpacks. Lack of medical care and food. Now, it's worth a thousand gold, and he can't help but laugh: idiots, if you don't go into the city, I really don't have to risk running into wild animals out of the city at night to find you trouble, but when you go into the city, you come to the door yourself, then all this stuff is mine!

In his view, bullying or pinching a distressed foreigner was nothing in the Indian camp today.

He turned to give three soldiers a look, secretly thinking, ready to choose a suitable time, quietly do it, look at the Chinese woman, also pretty, do you want to go round with the brothers tonight? Entertainment? The night here is boring.

But he was somewhat stunned and angry and decided to kill Chu Yunsheng. As he walked to the door, Chu Yunsheng reached out and took the package of food back from his arms. Then he didn't even look at him and shook it in!

The Indian prosecutor's face suddenly sank. As he had just said, Chu Yunsheng's backpack was not food or medicine, and he couldn't change his mouth immediately. Besides, he thought of swallowing it and his eyes grew shady. He grabbed a few soldiers who were prepared to teach Chu Yunsheng a lesson. He lowered his voice: “Don't do it now, wait for the evening...”

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