Chapter 7 The sixth chapter before life and death

What he heard was a very soft moan and a very short gasp. People only make this sound when the pain has reached the limit and they are completely unable to control themselves. He knew that he had won this battle again, although the victory was desolate and difficult, but he finally won. ——He wins, always wins, so he is still alive. He always thinks that no matter what, victory and survival are at least better than failure, better than death. But this time he couldn't even distinguish the taste of victory, his whole body suddenly collapsed, a kind of collapse caused by complete relaxation.

There was still darkness all around, boundless darkness, despairing darkness. There seems to be no difference between victory and defeat, and there is no difference between eyes open and eyes closed. His eyelids gradually closed, and he didn't want to support anymore, because life and death seemed to be no different. - You can't die! —As long as there is still a chance of survival, you must never give up. —Only a coward would give up the chance of survival. Xiao Fang suddenly woke up and jumped up. I don't know when, there is light in the darkness. Light is just like darkness, it always comes suddenly, and no one knows when it will come, but you must have confidence, and you must believe that it will come sooner or later.

He finally saw this man, this man who wanted his life. The man is not dead either. He was still struggling and moving, labored and slow, like a dying fish caught in the gravel. He just picked up something in his hand. Xiao Fang suddenly rushed over, and rushed over with all his strength, because he had already seen that the thing this person was holding in his hand was a water bag made of sheepskin. Here, water is life, and everyone has only one life. Xiao Fang's hands were already trembling with excitement, he rushed over like a wild animal, and grabbed the water bag with his wild animal movements.

There is not much water left in the bag, but as long as there is a drop of water, it may be able to continue life. Everyone has only one life, what a precious life, how worth cherishing. Xiao Fang unplugged the cork of the water bag with trembling hands, his dry lips felt the fragrance of water, the fragrance of life, and he was going to drink the little water in the bag slowly. He wants to enjoy slowly, to enjoy the nourishment of water, and to enjoy life. Just then, he saw the man's eyes. A pair of eyes full of pain, despair and pleading, a pair of dying eyes. This person was more seriously injured than him, and needed this little water more than him. Without water, this person would die sooner.

Although this person came to kill him, but at this moment, he forgot about it. Because he is a man, not a beast, nor a carrion eagle. He suddenly discovered that there was a difference between a person and a corpse hawk no matter what the situation was. Human dignity, human conscience and sympathy are all things that he can't get rid of, and he can't forget. He gave the bag of water to this man, who wanted his life. Although he once wanted this person's life, but at this moment, when his humanity was being tested so ruthlessly, he had no choice but to do so. He must not plunder from a dying man, whoever that man may be.

This person was actually a woman, and when she took off the black scarf to drink water, Xiao Fang discovered that she was a woman, an extremely beautiful woman.Although she looked pale and haggard, it added to her frailty and beauty. How could a woman like her come to kill alone in such a terrible desert night. She had already finished drinking the water in the sheepskin bag, and was secretly looking at Xiao Fang, her eyes seemed to be apologetic. "I should have left half of it for you." She threw down the empty water bag and sighed softly, "It's a pity that there is too little water in it."

He only smiled at her, and then couldn't help asking: "Are you blind? Or quicksilver?" "You should see I'm not blind." After being moisturized by water, her already beautiful eyes looked even brighter. "Aren't you quick silver?" Xiao Fang asked. "I've only heard of this name, but I never knew what kind of person he was." She was sighing again... "Actually, I didn't know what kind of person you are, I only know that your surname is Fang, and your name is Fang Wei." "But you're going to kill me." "I have been coming to kill you. Only when you die can I live."

"why?" "Because of water, in this kind of place, no one can live for three days without water." She looked at the empty water bag on the ground, "I must kill you before they give me water, otherwise this will be the last time I drink water." Her voice was full of fear: "Once I was almost thirsty to death by them. I will never forget that feeling. Even if I can go back alive this time, as long as they know that you are not dead, they will never give it to me." A drop of water." Xiao Fang smiled at her again. "Do you want me to let you cut off my head and let you take it back for water?"

She actually smiled too, a gentle and desolate smile. "I am also a person, not a beast. If you treat me like this, I would rather die than hurt you again." Xiao Fang didn't say anything, and he didn't ask her, "Who are they?" He doesn't have to ask. Of course, they were the people sent by the rich and noble gods to hunt him down, and they were probably nearby now. Bu Ying has left. This man is like a storm in the desert. When he is about to come, no one can stop him, and when he is about to leave, no one can stop him. You can never guess when he will come, let alone when will go.

But the red dog is still there. The sun was about to rise, Xiao Fang finally spoke. "You can't stay here." He said suddenly, "No matter what, you have to go back to them!" "why?" "Because as soon as the sun rises, it will turn into a furnace within a thousand miles, and the little water you drink will be dried up soon." "I know that if I stay here, I will also die of thirst, but..." Xiao Fang interrupted her: "But I don't want to watch you die, and I don't want you to watch me die." She nodded silently, stood up silently, just stood up, and fell down again.

She was seriously injured. Xiao Fang's sword just now pierced her chest, only two inches away from her heart. Now she can't walk an inch, she can't even stand up, how can she go back. Xiao Fang suddenly said again: "I have a friend who can take you back." She didn't see his friend. "You seem to be the only one here." "Friends don't have to be people, and I know a lot of people who aren't friends." He walked over and stroked the red dog's soft mane: "I have also seen many people you regard as friends, but they are not human." "Your friend is this horse?" She looked surprised. "You take a horse as a friend?" Xiao Fang smiled, "Why can't I treat a horse as a friend?" His smile is slightly bitter: "I wander the world, have no relatives or reasons, only it always follows me, life and death together, never give up until death, how many friends like this do you have?" She lowered her head, and after a long time, she asked softly: "Why do you break up with it now? Ask it to send me back?" "Because I don't want it to die with me either." He patted the red dog: "It's a good horse, they will never let it die, you are a beautiful woman, they will not really thirst you to death, I will let it send you back, it is you the only way of life." She looked up.Staring at him, after a long time, he asked gently: "Have you ever thought about yourself? Why don't you think about what you need to do to survive?" Xiao Fang only smiled at her. Some questions cannot be answered and do not need to be answered. She couldn't help but sighed a long time, and said what she thought about him. "You're a queer, terribly queer." "I was." The sun has risen. The earth is ruthless, and has turned into a furnace again, all life has been burned, and the end of burning is perdition and death. Xiao Fang has fallen down. Red Dog also left, carrying the woman who was forced to kill on his back. Maybe it didn't want to break up with Xiao Fang, but it couldn't defy him, it was just a horse after all. There was no other life nearby, so Xiao Fang fell on the hot gravel, barely holding on, not letting his eyes close. But in his eyes, the earth and the sky seemed to have turned into a mass of flames. He knew he was really going to die this time, because he had seen a vision that only the dying could see. He suddenly saw a sedan chair from Fengdu appearing under the golden sunlight. Everyone seemed to be shining with golden light, holding golden water bags in their hands, which were filled with honey-like sweet water and fine wine. If this is not his hallucination, the hallucination used by the heavens to appease a dying man, it must be an emissary sent from somewhere to welcome him. His eyes were closed at last, and he died with a clear conscience. This day is already September seventeenth.