Chapter 1432

What's special is what they wear.

It's like a hermit's robe. It has a hat connected with his clothes. It's very loose and can cover his body.

But this kind of clothes is white, and somehow, this kind of white can give people a holy taste.

They are the uninvited guests of the refugee cave.

The white dress is in sharp contrast to the mess here.

Both sides of the dirt road are full of people. They have men and women, old and young, but they have the same characteristics, that is, thin!

Skinny.

Some were limping, half lying.

Some people nestle up to each other, but they don't notice that they have swallowed each other's breath.

There are dead, but no one to collect the body, the smell of putrefaction.

They are blind.

There's no light, there's no look.

You can only wait here to die!

This is the result of a long war. There is no home, no land, nothing

It's hard to imagine such a place.

Tribulations wear away their spirit. Even if these uninvited guests come, they don't raise their eyes.

What can they do when they come here?

Can you give them something to eat?

That's what they need most. Nothing else matters

"Mother, I'm hungry. I'm so hungry."

A little girl, crawling in a woman's arms, whispered.

Her hair is like withered grass.

Thin and pale.

"Mother I'm hungry, too

The woman hugged the little girl and said sadly, "sleep. If you sleep, you won't be hungry. If you sleep, you won't know..."

She patted and whispered.

Sleep has another meaning, that is to die!

In this case, it's common for people not to wake up.

But it's also a relief.

Even death is better than hard living.

"What is it?"

"It smells good!"

At this time, the little girl said something like hysteria.

"The child is hallucinating."

The girl's mother thought.

However, at this time, she saw a hand, this hand is quite white, as delicate jade, as well as cream.

In the hand, it is a new year cake wrapped in oil paper.

The girl's mother swallowed her saliva unconsciously. She raised her head difficultly and saw a beautiful face in front of her.

She didn't apply any Rouge powder, just plain face, as if any powder can be destroyed, and she has a kind of holy knot temperament, which makes people believe unconsciously

"Give it to the children."

The woman spoke softly.

The girl's mother took over and put it on the little girl's mouth.

"Eat quickly, and you won't have to fall asleep."

The little girl got up from her mother's arms, picked up the New Year cake and gobbled it up

"Thank you, thank you."

The girl's mother couldn't help thanking the woman.

"Eat it. There's more to eat."

The woman said softly.

At the same time, the white robed people who followed her also gave food to other refugees from time to time to treat the scattered soldiers who escaped from the battlefield

It seems that the refugee caves have gained vitality because of the arrival of these people.

In the evening.

Even more, porridge was arranged.

Steaming porridge is what they want most at the moment.

Now someone gave it to them.

A crowd around the campfire, drinking porridge, this scene is rare harmony.

Some people have asked us what we all want to know.

"Who are you?"

"Look at what you're wearing. You're not from the imperial court, are you?"

"Certainly not. How can the imperial court care about our lives?"

An old man in the same white robe said in a deep voice: "we are the people who can save you from suffering..."

"Out of misery?"

People are all in a daze.

Then the dim eyes seemed to be full of light

"What do you think is the reason for your present situation?"

Asked the old man in white.

The people around shook their heads blankly.

They are all from the bottom. How can they understand this? If it's not for this bowl of hot porridge, how can they have time to sit here and talk

The white robed man said in a deep voice: "the root of evil is war!"

"The long-term war has destroyed your stable life, destroyed your homes, and made you homeless as a last resort!"

It resonates.

Even the most ignorant people understand this!It's because of the war that it's like this.

"Why is there a war?"

"Because there is a country!"

The white robed old man then said, "countries fight each other!"

"To be exact, it is a small group of people who, in order to realize their own interests and desires, ignore the lives of others!"

"And we call this small group of people rulers!"

"And you are the governed, or rather the enslaved!"

He tried his best to make sure that people could listen to him and tell him

On this night, around the campfire, these people are having an ideological enlightenment.

"They are all human beings. Why are some people born high above others? Why should some people be born rich or poor?"

"Why is it that some people are vassals of others all their lives, enslaved by others, and you wait to die in this refugee cave, while the nobility and bigwigs in the city, the wine pool and the meat forest!"

His tone of voice is passionate, which also infects other people's emotions!

"It's not fair, it's not fair!"

The white robed old man said in a loud voice: "therefore, there should not be rulers, there should not be countries, we are all the same!"

"Everyone is equal!"

"Is everyone equal?"

Someone whispered, numb thoughts from the waves!

"Without a ruler or a country, there would be no war, no aristocracy and no common people. Everyone would be rich, live and work in peace and contentment, and the world would be the same!"

Then the woman stood in the middle.

In the light of the fire, her face is holy, so that these suffering people have a feeling of worship.

"And we are the ones who will lead you out of the misery."

She said in a low voice: "for your own sake, for your offspring's sake, for all those who suffer in the world..."

"And who are you?"

"We are taishangjiao!"

"Taishangjiao?"

Someone was whispering.

The name is very strange, but it gives people a special feeling.

"Rule by doing nothing, the Supreme Master is the only one."

The woman opened her mouth and said, "the supreme edict is to save the world from suffering."

"Would you like to join us?"

"Do you have porridge?"

The woman was slightly stunned.

"Yes!"

"Then I'll join in!"

"I'll join you!"

"Everyone is equal, I don't want to be a casual soldier!"

"Yes

"I'll join you!"

There were shouts.

The firewood is more prosperous, just as the hearts of these refugees are also lit with some light.

They are still hungry, but their spirit seems to be replenished.

Let them have strength and drive.

No matter how bad it is, it's death.

It's better to do something meaningful.

Others are ambiguous.

But everyone is equal, and they all understand.

"And who are you?"

Someone asked in a low voice.

"Me?"

The woman whispered, "I am..."