"It's on fire!" Zhuangzi saw from a distance that the originally peaceful but not beautiful Zhuangzi gradually turned into a sea of ​​fire. Under the gradually dimming sky, it was so eye-catching that Dalang stood on the slope in a daze.

"Brother Ergou..." Duan leaned beside Chen Mo blankly. They were resting at the moment, but watching this scene still made people uncomfortable: "What will happen to aunt and uncles?"

"They... shouldn't kill indiscriminately, right?" Chen Mo said hesitantly, but for some reason he didn't believe it when he said it. He could faintly hear the wailing sound in the wind, and Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang could also hear it.

What would happen to them if they didn't come out? The young Chen Mo couldn't imagine it, but the most important thing is...the family is gone.

"Then why did we run away? Why did they burn our village?" Dumb asked. At the end of the sentence, the tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled.

"..." Chen Mo didn't know how to respond. In one day, he killed someone, watched the friends he grew up with die in front of his eyes, and in the end even lost his home. This shouldn't be for a child under ten years old.

Things that should be experienced, but there is nothing in this world that should be done.

Low cries came from the crowd, and Chen Mo instinctively looked at his mother, who was his only support in the world: "Mom, where are we going next?"

Mother Chen didn't know how to answer Chen Mo's question. She was from a womanly family. What ideas could she have at this time? Maybe, but she didn't want to go to that place. She could only take one step at a time. Facing her son's inquiry, she

I could only shake my head silently. In the night wind, my thin body felt a little frail and helpless.

Where to go? How to make a living?

Originally, Chen Mo already felt that he was mature enough and could shoulder the burden of a family like his elders. But when this moment came and his family suddenly disappeared, Chen Mo suddenly felt a little confused. How should they live in the future? Now they,

Can they be considered refugees?

How the refugees lived was an issue he had never considered before, but now, looking at his mother whose face turned pale in the cold wind, Chen Mo suddenly felt that he should seriously think about this issue.

"Let's go, it's not very safe here." After a moment of rest, Uncle Yang stood up, looked at everyone, and moved his mouth, wanting to comfort or encourage him, but the words turned into somewhat stereotyped words,

He couldn't think of any words of encouragement. For ordinary people like them, if their home is gone, the sky will fall. No matter how much encouragement they give, they are nonsense. They have to keep walking until they reach a safe place.

Chen Mo picked up his luggage, picked up Heizi, carried the bow and arrow on his back, and threw away the wooden stick. He found that it seemed useless.

Where to stay tonight? This is a question. They seem to have no place to stay. It is best to go to the surrounding villages for a night, but they cannot go to the nearby villages. It is too dangerous. The farther ones are no better than going to Xiaqiu County.

Far away, after the darkness fell completely, nothing could be seen. Chen's mother held Chen Mo's hand tightly, for fear that he would get lost, as did everyone else.

Although they were on the road that night, they were walking very slowly. They only covered more than ten miles in one night. When it got light in the morning, the people who had been cold and hungry all night stopped to rest.

"Uncle Yang, why do you have to travel at night and rest during the day?" Chen Mo took advantage of the time when everyone was boiling water and approached the alert Yang Mao and asked.

"I don't know what the situation is now." Yang Mao turned to look at Chen Mo. The other children were already fast asleep, but Chen Mo was looking for firewood with everyone. He touched his head dotingly and lowered his head.

He said: "After all, after we know about the Taiping Rebellion, those people will probably not let us go. If we are traveling during the day, we will be easily noticed by them, but if we are traveling at night, although it is slow, they will not be able to come out at night.

Find someone."

Chen Mo suddenly realized: "Uncle Yang is so awesome."

"This is not a skill." Yang Mao touched Chen Mo's head and sighed: "Also, the weather is cold at night, and we can't find any shelter. If we fall asleep in the wilderness, we will freeze to death that night.

A? It will be warmer during the day, so you can get through it even if you don’t have a place to stay.”

"Then where are we going now?" Chen Mo nodded, feeling that it made sense, and then asked.

"Go to Xiao County. Li Zheng's son will serve as the county magistrate in Xiao County. Go there and explain the matter. I believe he will take me in." Uncle Yang looked into the distance and said.

"Is Xiao County far away?" Chen Mo whispered.

"Now walk east for a while and then north. When you reach Xiangxiang, go west again. If you go right, it will cost about 400 yuan. It will take at least a month to walk." Yang Mao said with a smile.

Four hundred miles?

Chen Mo was speechless. He couldn't imagine how far it was. The farthest distance he had walked in his life was only from Zhuangzi to Xia Qiu, which was already quite extraordinary.

"Are we going to keep moving here?" Chen Mo asked confused.

"It was like this before I went to Xiangxiang. When I got to Xiangxiang, I went to inquire about it. If there are no Taiping followers, we can report to the official in Xiangxiang. If Xiangxiang is willing to take us in, that would be the best. If not, we can't.

We can only go to Xiao County to seek refuge." Yang Mao shook his head and said.

"How far is it from here?" Chen Mo licked his dry tongue.

"Baili." Yang Mao thought for a while and said.

"Oh~" Chen Mo hoped to stop when he got to the next phase. Xiao County was too far for him.

"How are your injuries?" Yang Mao touched Chen Mo's head and asked with a smile.

"It's okay, the injury is not deep. My mother gave me medicine yesterday, and I will be fine soon." Chen Mo grinned. The knife didn't cut deeply, and it didn't hurt the bones, let alone the internal organs. But this

The injury should heal soon.

"Eat more and have a good sleep first. It will take a long time to live like this for a long time. You are young and may not be able to bear it." Yang Mao said with a smile.

"I'm not afraid of hardship." Chen Mo shook his head and said.

"I know, but I'm afraid your body won't be able to survive, so go to sleep." Yang Mao said with a smile.

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded in agreement and turned around to find his mother.

Chen Mo's mother had already boiled hot water and was going to wipe Chen Mo's wound. It was very painful, but Chen Mo endured it.

"Mo'er, go to bed quickly. We have to travel tonight." After wiping Chen Mo's wounds, Chen Mo took out a piece of clothing from the package and wrapped it around Chen Mo. She looked at her son with some distress and said.

"Well, mother is also sleeping, and there is Heizi there. If anyone comes, they will find it." Chen Mo nodded, found a place away from the wind and lay down, holding Heizi in his arms and said to his mother.
Chapter completed!