Thousand lamps

Chapter 4 Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Xiao Cai: The Prisoner

Why save him?

When I was captured by the Khitans, I asked myself this question.No one answered me, including myself, and I didn't know the answer.

——Do you regret it?

--No regrets!

――Do you really not regret it?

--no way!

Then I woke up again in pain.Wake up!When I wake up, I won’t have dreams, and no one will keep asking me a bunch of boring questions.

But I immediately wished I could fall asleep again.In front of them was a group of Khitan people, they tortured first, then tortured again, and they never tired of it.There was a beast-like fierce light in their eyes, as if they wanted to swallow me alive at any time.

I lost my mind for a moment, but I can't be afraid, I can't shrink back, no matter what, I should stand upright, fearless in the wind and rain!I think of my little sister, she has always been timid, so I have to protect her.But she died a long time ago, so who am I protecting this time?Who are you protecting?

The appearance of a person emerged in my mind, with a thin body and a stubborn face, very much like me when I was young.

"We found this from you..." The other party understood Chinese, took out a used fire pocket, and said, "As long as you tell me where Du Yi is hiding, I can give you everything you want, Ronghua Wealth and honor, high officials and generous salary..."

I closed my eyes, said nothing, and looked at death as if at home.

So they started to torture me again.It was a thousand times more painful than Ling Chi, it was imposed on my body time and time again, torturing my mind inch by inch, forcing me to submit.

I seem to die again and again, and then be reborn again and again, die over and over again, and live again and again.It is not too much to fall into eighteen levels of hell!What am I guilty of?I'm just a casualty of war.

I seem to see my family, father, mother, uncle, younger sister... They smiled at me and stretched out a hand to me.They said: "A Cai, come here..." "Brother, come here..." I handed them my hand like a prisoner who has been pardoned.

But, not enough!

I eagerly grabbed their hands, and dragging my exhausted legs, I ran towards them.

However, I only grasped a void.

"Don't go...don't leave me alone..." I was awakened by the pain again, I heard myself utter two strange screams of "wuwu", and then I realized that my mouth was sealed by them-to prevent I bit my tongue and killed myself.

They sliced ​​my arm from the wrist to the elbow inch by inch with the knife. The bright red flesh was exposed to the air, and I couldn't bear to die.But I am alone, and no one can save me, even the Khitan people who have been staying here to torture me are nowhere to be found.

No matter day or night, the execution room is dark and cold, as if it can swallow all people's hopes and expectations.The torches lit on the walls of the torture chamber seemed to come from purgatory, with no warmth, only a cold light.And now, the torch was blown out at some point, and I couldn't see anything.

Maybe, when my blood is gone, I will be free.Or before that, I might starve to death, or die of pain, or, before long, they will come to torture me again, and I might die under the blade of the whip...

Anyway, it's good to be relieved.As I was thinking this way, the door of the execution room was suddenly kicked open roughly.

I saw a thin and sharp figure appearing at the door, he was wearing armor, behind him was a huge full moon and the surging night.

This bright full moon in the desert, I thought I would never see it again in this life.

I thought of the fire that Du Yi ignited before.Every time, he is the one who brings me light!The Du Yi in my eyes gradually became blurred, and I thought, maybe, I am not living alone.

"Du Yi..." I called out the name with all my strength.

"Xiao Cai!" A long-lost call, as if a lifetime ago.

I am a prisoner, and it was he who took the breeze and stepped on the moonlight to open the shackles for me—the ones that were tied to my hands and feet and locked in my heart.

"Are you really good with me this time?" I fell into his arms, and he cleaned the blood and messy hair on my face with a trembling hand, and I saw his eyes were wet in the moonlight.He asked me again, in the tone of discussing with me: "Promise me, promise me?"

He was trembling, holding my other relatively intact hand tightly, as if he wanted to melt my hand into the blood and bones, and would not let go for the rest of his life.Big tears dripped down my face and into my wound, and the pain from the wound told me clearly—this was not a dream.

I heard myself reply preciously: "Okay!" After a pause, I spoke again with difficulty: "You, don't cry..."

He laughed, cried and laughed.He wiped his face fiercely, but the tears still couldn't stop, he kept nodding: "Okay, okay, Xiao Cai, hold on! You must hold on! I'll take you back to Dongdu! I'll take you back to Dongdu! You go back! Xiao Cai..."

You see, I promised you everything, why are you crying?childish!

I wanted to speak, but when I opened my mouth, no sound came out.

He should always look like a clean and happy teenager, how can he be sad, how can he shed tears?So I went to wipe his tears, but I couldn't lift my hands up.After struggling several times, his hand drooped down fiercely.