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Chapter 8 Still Alive

"Where is my brother...it's been a day and a night."

In a certain rebel camp, a great man with hair and beard roared loudly at his left and right

"Have you come back yet... I'll ask someone to look for it again..."

"Even if you search every inch of the city, you must find it until you find it..."

"Chao Lu will be more at ease. The leader of the third team is just leaving the team privately this time."

A subordinate who described the old man persuaded him.

"Maybe it's just that I'm lingering in a place in the city and I missed my return date."

"Besides, there are so many people who follow me, but they are all old men... I don't think there will be any problems."

"Besides, the city has been assigned to the residence of various troops."

"I'm afraid it's a little hindered by rushing over and searching..."

"Then find a way, whether it is to entrust friendship or to bribe them from my private savings."

“Yes yes…”

He ran away like a cicada.

But not long after, with his full efforts in using his power and connections, he quickly received news and responses, but it was a bad news that he would not stop.

"Everything is dead, no corpse is dead? This is my brother."

His eyes suddenly turned red.

"My brother left most of the bran cakes"

"After the whole family starved to death, I have the only one brother left."

"I couldn't lose my life after walking along the way..."

"It was actually established in this fallen Guangzhou, and it died so miserably."

"How could I take this breath?"

......

At the same time, Zhou Huaian, who was pushing and rushing around the crowd by the magnificent city gate, had not waited for a long time, couldn't help but feel hungry and sleepy. He leaned against the wall and was awakened.

"Son...you're called Zhou Huaian"

The words I had vaguely said when I was a child seemed to be still in my ears.

This name comes from his old man, and is used to commemorate the founding prime minister Zhou Gong who was born in Huaian, Jiangsu. Although his father Zhou and that Zhou were just the same city and surname that were indisputable, they were also a real Shaoxing family;

But it did not prevent his family from chasing the old man who still admired him, following the remnant tails of the era, such as "Weiguo", "Patriotism", "Weihong", "Weidong", and "Aid Korea", and the household registration loopholes that cannot be named by place names, giving him such a pretty good name.

Then, when he was a little sensible, as a popular Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts film in the theater spread, he could not help but suffer from the trouble and helplessness of this name; as the process of furthering to school, the royal family will inevitably encounter it, and the newly met classmates took this name and laughed and brought it to the topic.

At one time, a little gangster from another school came to visit the classroom and blocked the door of the classroom, watching like a zoo. It was not until he made up his mind to enter the infirmary to kill several times and beat everyone up several times before he could calm down.

However, the vague influence of his name has almost accompanied him to college. There are even more cramped and funny professors and lecturers who will deliberately ask him after class, "Where is your gold and jade?" "Where is your confidante Mo Yan?"

It was not until another middle-aged and vulgar uncle, who had the same name as the heroine Mo Yan, wrote about the local little Huang Wen, that this vague topic gradually disappeared after he started to have a stroke in the literary world.

When he arrived outside Guangzhou City, Zhou Huaian found that he had miscalculated again. Although he had experienced walking on the African continent and facing wilderness areas, he obviously seriously underestimated the danger of walking and moving alone in this era.

Because, some of the news he had unintentionally obtained from the crowds around him was that in the surrounding cities and suburbs of this era, there were still records of ferocious beasts such as tigers, wolf, bears and leopards, and there were many examples of attacks on humans and animals;

Especially in this relatively low-level spiritual Lingnan region, it has been a place where political prisoners have been exiled since ancient times. Although it has been developed over the years, people know how many unexpected surprises of nature are waiting for humans. For example, half a month before the arrival of the peasant uprising army, there were rumors that hawkers were taken away by beasts in the countryside in Guangzhou.

Moreover, we should know that even in the later generations that lived in Zhou Huaian, in order to solve the dangers of wild beasts in wild production and life for a long time after the liberation, the country organized militias and troops many times and carried out corresponding killing and slaughtering campaigns. It took almost many years to gradually turn various wild beasts into endangered species that can only be seen in zoos and protected areas.

Secondly, on all roads in this turbulent world, there is also a lack of various bandit robbers or news of hunger waves transformed by hungry refugees; whether it is the former or the latter, it is a fatal threat and obstacle for pedestrians and business travelers who lack sufficient force and have not formed a scale;

In fact, even in the ancient times, the rule of Wenjing, Zhenguan, Tianbao and Hongwu were inevitably recorded by various bandits and chaos. Of course, in this case, it is usually no longer a simple background of hungry people with natural disasters and man-made disasters; there are some remote areas and "deeply thinking about change" folk customs, and there are also those powerful families of the aristocratic clans who dominate the local area, which serve as a driving force and exploitation factor behind it.

Moreover, among the words of the locals, the government troops stationed on the roads of the Tang Dynasty were even more dangerous and terrifying than these beasts and bandits; in their eyes, there may be no better target than a foreigner who lacked identity certificate or had no way to defend himself and falsely accused of making money for the robbery and killing.

As a result, cities and surrounding areas where their influence can radiate have become relatively safer islands in this turbulent era, so basically no one is willing to leave Guangzhou. Instead, after the city gates are reopened, people are still running back.

Especially after the news that Huang Chao's rebel army had begun to release relief in Guangzhou spread, hungry people and wandering people emerged from all over the countryside almost filled every major road. Under this circumstance, the possibility of Zhou Huaian getting out of here became slim.

Although he could also find those relatively remote mountain paths and small paths that were rarely seen in the mountains to try to bypass the official roads that were set up everywhere; but without the Beidou satellite positioning system that could provide navigation, nor did he provide corresponding camping tools and material support, this is undoubtedly a sense of risk of life; after all, those hiding in the mountains and forests of poisonous insects and wild beasts will not specifically distinguish the difference between time travelers or indigenous people.

Moreover, even in the modern society where technology is highly developed and information is prosperous in later generations, there are still all kinds of self-feeling hikers who feel good about themselves or just blind people, disappear one after another, and lose contact in some ancient mountainous areas or remote areas. While wasting the manpower and material resources used by the country to search and rescue, they made continuous contributions to the list of candidates for the Darwin Evolution Award and improving the average IQ of the people across the country.

Zhou Huaian felt that he could not fall to the point of being with this; so for a moment, he found that after leaving the city, most of the experience and skills he gained in the first half of his life were basically useless.

Therefore, after a while, he stood among a group of refugees, waiting for the so-called rebels to be put on the porridge; there was no way, the basic order had been re-established, and it would appear abrupt and conspicuous, with some danger and unexpected probability.

The whole scene was full of messy people, but the basic order under the surveillance and maintenance of sufficient number of armed personnel was OK, but all kinds of scolding and shouting were endless from beginning to end. Although the strongholds for the porridge seemed messy and unreasonable, the advantage was that they were arranged enough, and some people used hand-pushed carts to deliver various firewood, grass, rice, grain and other supplies.

So, Zhou Huaian didn't wait long to get his own portion this time. He put it in an irregular bowl-shaped container made of grinding edges on the bottom of a small piece of jar. He couldn't wait to push and go aside. The so-called porridge was gray-brown, filled with unknown roots or other black impurities. He was either heavy or floating and mixed with quite sparse grains. No matter what container he used, he only had a wooden spoon for each person;

Here, people who seem too thin or short are driven aside from the team, and some people are crying and begging and refuse to leave, and then they are driven away by the soldiers who maintain order, or are dragged and dragged their arms out.

Zhou Huaian couldn't help but stumble in his heart. He looked like he was looking for recruiting soldiers or tying men on the spot. He couldn't help but hold this bowl of things as a cover. However, he was determined and slowly staggering forward and the crowded crowds and what happened next, which made him no longer have time to look back.

Then, he saw several people suddenly turned around and pushed away the crowd, yelling and trampling over, as if they wanted to leave the team here; then suddenly the four "spy" shouts and sharp horns sounded, and together with passers-by who had no time to avoid and tripped and rolled together, they were shot and killed by the guards standing on the whistle and wall with bows and arrows like candied haws;

The reaction and agility of his skills were not comparable to those that Zhou Huaian had killed halfway through the city. Then, the body of the repaired knife was quickly dragged down and hung on the wooden fence outside, while more people were surging and stepped on fresh blood and filled it up, as if nothing had happened just now.

As people who were diverted, they would get a small and half of the size of a fist, which smelled free of stinky and vomiting. Many people ate voraciously and relish, hoping to lick the residue stuck in the collars and fingers.

Some people did not start eating immediately, but immediately relied on their strength to snatch the people around them; there were even several small gangs formed, one of them looked at Zhou Huaian, but in the end, they made some comparative judgment based on their height and appearance, and turned to another thinner person beside him in disappointment, shouting and threatening fiercely;

However, this small-scale riot did not last long, and was seen by the rebel soldiers who were far away from home and watched and maintained order and rushed over. They fell to the ground in a few seconds and dragged out with screams and begging for mercy. So after the twists and turns, the frightened people were finally able to taste some of the hard-earned food.

Zhou Huaian almost vomited it out after just a sip of the thin gray porridge. The indescribable smell reminded him of the first time in a tribe in Africa, who was tricked into tasting the indigenous dipping sauce made of colorful caterpillars, and the unforgettable and unbearable scenes and memories.

In the end, he still couldn't make up his mind to try another thing; after thinking about it, he handed it to a person kneeling on the ground and looking for it with a sad face. His thing was stolen and knocked over to the ground with a thin porridge. He was completely trampled back and forth and could not be found.

Well, at least he had some temporary rations in his bag that could be used for emergency response, so the next thing was to find an opportunity to leave here. The man who knelt on the ground, whose head covered his head and brains had his head widened, but his eyes were swollen, and his tears rolled down, and he turned around and cried as if he was about to bow.

“Thank you….”

At this time, a loud voice exploded among the crowd behind him.
Chapter completed!
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