Emperor’s Domination Chapter 1887: The world waiting for death

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In the wild effect, there is no one to smoke, here the mountains are remote, the land is barren, and it is not suitable for mortals to cultivate and live.

I see thorns everywhere, and thorn vines crawling, because the land here is very barren, which makes the branches of the old vines of the trees smell yellow.

When the hot sun hangs on sky in this kind of countryside, both trees and climbing vines are sick. Even if there are occasional birds and beasts appearing, they are hiding in the shade and holding their heads. Panting.

In such a wild country, everything is boring and everything is alive. Although it is embellished with green branch wild vine, it lacks a real life. It seems that all life here will just lie down and wait for death.

It gives people a feeling of sickness. When all life grows here, it will feel uninteresting. Everything in the world is just like that's all. There is nothing in the world that is worth your survival. Nothing is worth you. Go for it.

When the hot sun is on your head, when the looks at green tree wild vine is sick, when you see a yellowish treetop, and when it is hot at noon, you will have a feeling It is better to bury own directly here if you live here, let's die here, don't live!

This is the boring Desolate Wasteland suburb. There is a small flat land of one piece of in the middle of the mountainside. This small flat land is covered with barbed wild vine and grows thatched leaves.

In such an small plain, there is a small hut. The hut is framed by old wood and then one after another is pasted with mud. This is a very original hut. The roof is made of old tree skin. .

From this hut, we can see how poor the owner of this house is, and one can tell at a glance that the owner of the house is living in a barren day.

The wooden door of the hut is hidden, and when there is sometimes a weak breeze blowing through, the wooden door will weakly emit a weak “squeak -- squeak -- squeak --”.

There is a one path in front of the house. Let ’s call it a path, because such a one path is full of thorns, and no trace of the path can be found. It can only be said that someone has walked that's all here, which is also barely called it Let's go.

It can be seen from such a one path that no one is here at all, except for the owner of the hut, own, who occasionally walks down the mountain or something, and no one ever crosses this one path.

That's the path where I can't find the way. Today, I climbed up a young man who cut off the thorns of weeds and climbed from the foot of the mountain all the way to the mountainside.

The youth Correct Li Qiye who climbed from the mountain, he couldn't help but smile when he saw the hut.

There is a small open space next to the hut. On this open space, there is a little sparse vegetable. In addition to a little sparse vegetable, there is also a small ridge of sweet potatoes.

At this time, there is a Old Man working on this small ridge of vegetable field. In fact, this Old Man is not very old. It is estimated to be the age of a mortal person, and it is about fifty years old.

Although he is fifty years old from an age point of view, he looks a little shy, looks old, and looks vicissitudes.

This Old Man wears gray clothes, and the clothes are pale in gray. You can see that such clothes Old Man are washed and washed. Although the clothes are often washed, they look worn out and accumulated dirt over the years.

Even though the clothes are often washed, they are not very clean, and Old Man is cultivated in the ground, stained with dirt.

There are not many wrinkles on Old Man's face, but his face is yellow and his hands appear dark. You can see that Old Man is not only not good at eating and living, but also has been working for years, which is obviously malnourished.

old man's hair is gray and somewhat sparse. Although he combs neatly every day, he accidentally makes it a bit messy during work.

When Old Man sometimes opens his mouth, he will find that there are not many teeth left in his mouth, already, and a few sparse teeth are still growing there. Even if there are only a few teeth, they are black and yellow. Black and yellow, and squinting appeared in the old teeth already.

It's such a Old Man, living in the outskirts of such an Desolate Wasteland. It works at sunrise and sunset, and on weekdays, it can only rely on a small amount of crops grown in the land to fill the hunger, and barely let own starve to death. Spend days here and there.

Imagine this is an Old Man, living alone outside the Desolate Wasteland effect, no children under his knees, no relatives or friends to visit on weekdays, and no left and right neighbors. Facing the loess during the day and working away from the scorching sun, I fell asleep in the dark(ness) night of the wooden couch at night. What a barren life, what a lonely life.

At this time, Old Man wielded an old **** with both hands, holding the sweet potato growing in the soil. He is also very old, and every time he looks at the soil, it looks very hard. The youngster one or two **** can dig out the sweet potatoes in the soil. He must at least swipe the **** to get out.

When the sweet potato with mud was scooped out, he squatted down and went to one after another to knock the soil clean and put it into the bamboo basket with a small hole broken by already.

Every time I picked up a sweet potato, Old Man was exhausted.

When looks at Old Man hoeed the ground, Li Qiye couldn't help but smile, walked over and didn't talk, bent down, picked up the yam sweet potato, knocked out the soil, and put it into bamboo hoe.

In this way, Old Man was struggling with the soil, and Li Qiye was picking up sweet potatoes. Old Man put down the steamed bun every three or five times and took a breath to rest for a while, while Li Qiye was at ease, languidly picked up the sweet potatoes and knocked very rhythmically. Remove the dirt from the sweet potatoes.

The two work together in unison, but they don't say a word to each other from beginning to end, as if this is a matter of course, everything is normal.

After spending most of the day, Old Man finally scooped out six or seven sweet potatoes from the soil. At this time, Old Man picked up a bamboo hoe, picked up a bun, and returned to the own's hut.

Without the invitation of Old Man, Li Qiye also walked into the hut. I saw that the hut was a little dim. Even if I walked in during the daytime, it was all dark, so I couldn't get used to it.

There are not many thing in the cabin. It can even be said that there is no extra thing. There is a wooden bed on the left side of the cabin. Although the quilts on the bed have been washed, they have turned black. On the right is a clay stove, and an old iron pot is almost rusting.

There is a wooden table near the window, and the small wooden table can only seat two or three people that's all. Everything on this wooden table is for eating, drinking and tea.

At this time, Li Qiye was sitting in front of this shabby wooden table. In the field outside looks at, the diseased tree wild vine of looks at, he didn't rest on his chin with his palms, and all fell asleep, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Old Man At this time, already was cooking the sweet potatoes, and I saw the flames beating at the mouth of the stove. This is also the only thing that can be active in this world. When I saw this flame beating, at least I still knew that own was still alive.

Old Man sits in front of the cooktop and adds some thatch to the cooktop from time to time. His dead wood is average and lifeless. It seems that his only purpose of living in this world is to wait for death.

Amidst all these rogue chats, a long time later, the scent of sweet potatoes floated, which finally brought a little bit of vitality to the world, at least when you growled hungry, When you smell such a scent, you suddenly feel strength all over your body.

At this time, even the drowsy Li Qiye opened his eyes and sat upright.

At this time, Old Man already puts the cooked sweet potatoes in a dustpan and brings it to the table. When the sweet potato was served, before Old Man sat down, Li Qiye took it politely for a day, peeled it three to five times, and ate it slowly.

Old Man also took one, peeled it, and chewed it slowly. It seems that he has bad teeth and eats slowly.

"Some people say that he wants to stay away from the hustle and bustle, but how can he live a lonely life, at least there is him in this world, and there is a bun seller old man , Or an old woman who sells salt. " Li Qiye have eaten one After the sweet potato, he said, "Actually, this is not loneliness, it's just trying to stay away from the world. that's all . "

"When your world does not even have the old man that sells buns, or even the old lady who sells salt, it is not exist(ence), then there is only own in this world." Li Qiye said.

Old Man is just eating sweet potato that's all, as if he is not good at expressing words and being quiet.

"What is loneliness, here is loneliness." Li Qiye smiled bitterly and said, "Either Immortal Emperor, Great Emperor, or Exploration Ground, still famous Ten World, still overriding Nine Heavens, still Emperor Power infinite. This It's dodging, just dodging Heavenly Punishment that's all. Today, we are eating sweet potatoes here, which is called 遁世. "

Old Man still doesn't speak, just eats sweet potatoes, because he hasn't talked for a long time. He didn't even remember when he spoke last time.

Old Man doesn't speak, Li Qiye doesn't mind, he peeled the one sweet potato, and he ate slowly. After a while, he raised the head, looked at Old Man and said, "When will you die?"

Old Man still did not speak, chewing slowly, he is very precious this hard-won food, eat clean and carefully.

"I don't know." It took a long time before Old Man began to speak. He sucked his fingers gently and said, "I also wait for the day of death."

"Also." Li Qiye shook his head with a smile and said, "The only purpose of your life is to wait for death! When Nine Worlds, I said to the boy of Yu Family, you still have a small wine shop, and Sometimes I come to drink his inferior alcohol than horse urine from time to time. His death is really nothing, at least there are a lot of thing between mortal world for him to see. "

"You are too long to wait for death, you can't understand it, just waiting for death." Li Qiye said with a smile: "It is not so easy to die!" (To be continued.)