Although Hai Boy and Tang Geng talked a lot last night and talked for a long time. Although Hai Boy still couldn't understand a lot, she still chatted with relish until midnight. Hai Boy still woke up early in the morning. After he woke up, he thought Tang Geng was still resting, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he heard Tang Geng say, "Are you getting up?"

When Boy Hai saw Tang Geng, he was growing at the door facing the sun mover's body. Boy Hai said, "Brother Tang wakes up so early."

"It's getting late, the sun is rising. In the past, I woke up just after dawn." Brother Tang said, "Please clean up, I'll take you to my nursing home later, and then take you out."

Boy Hai immediately packed up the package he opened last night and walked out of the thatched hut with a longing look on his face. There was no need to lock the door of the thatched hut. Anyway, there was nothing, and the most valuable thing was basic books, but for ordinary people, it was not as useful as straw paper.

Tang Geng and Haizi returned to the village side by side, and walked for an entire hour not close. Although the village was not big, there were still a lot of people. But today I had entered the village, but I didn’t see anyone. There was a silence, unsettling silence in the village.

Tang Geng suddenly felt a particularly bad feeling. He speeded up his pace toward his old courtyard. The yard was locked. Tang Geng pushed it and felt that it should have been inserted from inside. He shouted: "Brother Li, you are not here at home, Brother Li!" Tang Geng's voice was louder, but there was still no response.

Tang Geng immediately ran to the next yard and shouted: "Master Mao, Mao..." No matter how he shouted, no one answered.

At this time, Tang Geng ran back to his courtyard gate. Without saying a word, he raised his foot and kicked the door, trying to kick the Jiangmen open, but he was a scholar after all, and his legs were weak. He just saw the gate shaking twice when he kicked up.

At this time, Tang Geng wanted to climb over the wall again, but although the wall of the courtyard was not high, he couldn't climb over. At this time, Boy Hai felt that he could kick the gate open and said, "Brother Tang, I'll try it." Then he came to the gate of the courtyard and kicked it down. With a click, the door bolt inside broke and the gate opened.

Tang Geng was really surprised to see this young boy with such great strength. Even Hai Boy himself was also surprised. At this moment, Jiang Jiangxue's words appeared in his mind again to give you a fortune. Could it be that he had really obtained luck?

Tang Geng ran in quickly. There was no one in the yard, clean and orderly. Tang Geng called for someone again but no one came back. At this time, Tang Geng rushed into the house, and as soon as he entered the house, he immediately went out to retching again, and kept cursing with a word in his mouth: "Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

Boy Hai realized something was wrong, and after rushing into the house, he found that there were corpses of old and old people, from the gray-haired old people to the age of four or five, no one of the children lived. Although Boy Hai has been wandering since childhood, and when he grew up so old, he had never seen such a scene, he was a little unbearable, and he staggered out of the house and breathed out of the house.

At this time, Tang Geng was already squatting on the ground and began to cry. Boy Hai didn't know how to comfort Tang Geng and wanted to go forward and say something. Tang Geng suddenly got up and rushed out of the yard, and then began to rush to the neighbor's door frantically. Although he couldn't open it, he still hit it hard. Boy Hai helped Tang Geng break the door of the villagers one by one. There were 26 families in the village, 176 people, except Tang Geng himself.

At this time, Tang Geng had completely collapsed and knelt on the ground and whistled to the sky: "Why, why, why, why did you kill the whole village, why!!!"

Boy Hai seemed to hear some brows, but he still didn't ask, just stood silently next to Tang Geng's land, watching him crying freely.

Tang Geng cried like this for half an hour, his voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be about to be exhausted. Hai Boy opened his water bag and handed it over. Tang Geng turned his head to look at Hai Boy, then took the water bag and poured two sips of water. Then he adjusted his mood, suppressed his painful expression as much as possible, and slowly stood up and said to Hai Boy: "Let's go to the town. I'll take you away."

"Brother Tang, I..." Boy Hai was about to say something but Tang Geng raised his hand to stop him.

"Some things are caused by me, and they need to fall because of me. You don't need to say more, you should do yours." Tang Geng said. When he saw what else Haiboy had to say, he stopped him and said, "If you really want to help me, do what you should do." Haiboy had no choice but to nod.

When they arrived in the town, Tang Geng took the silver liang, found a caravan heading north, and then said to Haizi: "Remember, the road is difficult and dangerous, be sure to pay attention to safety. Then they will tell you how to go down."

After Tang Geng arranged the itinerary of Haiboy, he turned around and left, and his hurried steps reflected his inner pain. Haiboy looked at Tang Geng's distant figure. He didn't know when he would meet again this farewell. This scholar who had only met twice helped him twice. But when the scholar obviously had something to do, he was powerless. Haiboy secretly made up his mind in his heart that he would definitely repay him well in the future.

"Young man, your fishing rod is good." One of the caravans said to Haiboy.

"How do you know about the fishing rod?" asked the boy Hai.

"This... is obviously marked by manual polishing, with thin front and thick back. I like fishing on weekdays, so I can see this fishing rod." The man obviously expressed his discomfort at Haiboy's problem, "It's just that the rod is not too long."

"Oh, I like fishing on weekdays. An old fisherman gave me a fishing rod. This time I went out and took it out to pick up the bag." Haizi explained. For some reason, he suddenly felt that he could not see anyone.

"You are lucky. We will probably walk west for more than a day, and we will have to turn the waterway and walk the Grand Canal. At that time, we can adjust the fish and have already made fun of it." The man continued.

"I don't have a fishing line with a hook," said Haiboy.

"I have it!" The man pointed to a carriage with a fishing rod on it, and it was obviously this person's.

"Then thank you brother." said Boy Hai.

"Where are you going?" the man asked.

"I'm going to Hanjiang in Liaodong." said Haixiao.

"That's not close. Our caravan only reaches Yanjing, but you still have to go from here to Yanjing." The man thought for a while and said.

"Oh, there is no way, I always have to go." Haiboy replied.

"What are you doing there?" the man asked, and then said without waiting for the answer, "Don't tell me you are learning the fishing technique."

"Hmm?" Boy Hai was a little confused.

"Look at your expression, you didn't learn fishing skills. There is a village in Hanjiang. The people in the village are all the same clan, and their fishing skills are particularly superb." The man thought for a while and said.

"I'm just going to find the people of that tribe. The eldest brother knows them?" Boy Hai couldn't help but say.

"I don't know you? I just like fishing on weekdays. I know these people if you like fishing. What else can you do if you don't learn fishing?" the man asked again.

"I'm going to learn fishing." said Boy Hai.

The man looked at Haiboy strangely, probably knowing that there was something inconvenient to say. The young man didn't lie, so he simply stopped asking, just said, "Oh. Get in the car, we're going to set off soon."

Recently, I have seen Britain, the United States and France attack Syria. Regardless of right or wrong, war is always ruthless, and innocent civilians are always hurt.

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