sp; Adult，doyouwantyourmotherandyoursistertostarvetodeath?Nomatterhowfiercetheyare，theywillstarvetodeathiftheydon'teatanymore!
Ishakemyhands.Iknowwhathesaidistrue.Evenifwearenotinambushnow，wewillcontinuetobechasedandkilledbythem.Besides，it'simpossibleformymotherandsisternottoeatanymore.
Ithinkmyeyesaregoingtobeangry，andI'vebeencheatedbythisguy.Ifmydaughterdidn'tcallmeoutsideandtakeoff，Imightfallherethistime.Also，Ifindthatnightmareissolid.Itdoesn'tchangedynamically，butrepeatsaccordingtotheestablishedcontent.
Ifwedon'tletitstart，willwehaveachancetogetridofthisnightmare?Adultfoodisnearhere.Whitefacedman'swordsletmeputdownmybow.
Iknowthatyouwilltakeustothestatueinfrontofus.Ialsoknowthatthereisagroupofiriseswhowillambushus.Whatistheplace?Ifyouwanttoleadusthere，Iwillkillyouandreturn.AndIdon'tmindifIbakeyouformyfamily!I'vegotacardonthewhiteman.
ButIcan'tbeledbyhimanymore.Hisdogtailisdrooping.I'vebeenadog.Iknowmywordshaveworked.Nowtakeustofindfood.Youcanholdmythighlater.Iwon'tletyougoanymore.Youtellmehowtowalkinyourconsciousness.Idon'tknowhowlongyoucanholdon，butfromnowonyouandusgohungrytogether.
Fortunately，Xiaoqi'sconsciousnessisinthebearchild'sbody，otherwisethissentencewillnotbeused.
MylordWhitefacedmanpondersforamoment，wemusttakethatroad
Isthereanythingmoremaddeningthanthis!Ijustwanttodrownhimnow.
Wearegoingtopassthroughthestatue.Thereisamoundoverthere.Theriverflowsaroundthemound.Wehaveawoodenhouseoppositetheriver.Thereisacellarinthewoodenhouse.Thefoodisthere.
It'sonlyfivemilesfromheretothewoodenhouse，
SuddenlytherewasastrongwindontheBankoftheriver，andtheriverwaschurningfiercely.Thesettingsunwasgettingdark，andtheskywasgoingtobedarksoon.Thewhitemansaidthatthewoodenhousewherethegrainwasputwasonlyfivelilong，buthehadtogothroughthestatue，andtherewasatroopofambushthere.Ilookedupagainandsawthesky.Therewasnothingunusual，andIcouldnotseetheeyesorfaceinthesky.
It'ssodevastating.What'sthenightmare?Itusedtobeanightmare.Foodisinfrontofus.Unfortunately，thebamboorafthasbeenbroken.Ifwebypassthestonejustnow，willwetakearafttocrossthere?Iusedtostickapoleintothewater.Thewaterisverydeep，andit'snotgoodtoswiminsuchabigstorm.
Therearealsobearchildrenwhodon'tknowiftheycangetwater.Ifwecancrosstotheothersideoftheriverandwalkfromtheotherside
Thismaybethewayout!AssoonasIclappedmythigh，ah，thathurtlegwasstillpainful.Right，myinjurywassavedbyawhitefacedman.Whatdidhewanttodo?
Firstofall，I'llfindthefood.ThenIlookupatthesky.Thebearboyhaspickedupapileoffirewood.Heandmyeldersisterareontherighttrack
Cutdownatreedo?
Withachickenfeatherswordcutdownatree'sthickbirch，hissidehaveneverseensuchacoarsewhitebirch，approachingandcmindiameter，kiddopantisabitmuch，alsohaveonthefrontalsweat，whichislikethefairypoetrydancefan.
IsuddenlythoughtofthethirdspacethemysteriousYanJinson，allthiswouldhaveanythingtodowithher?
Iunderstandnow，goodfightingskillisjustatechnology，neithertosolvethehungry，alsobecausehungrynotstrength，suddenlythinkofdonnieyenshotthatleafasked，asifitisinthesecondquarterorinthethirdquarter，theJapaneseinvasionofChinaduringworldwariideteriorated，leafaskedinordertosupportthefamilytominecoal，nowIcanpullcoalifthereareconditions，Ialsowanttogivemomkiddoinasweetpotatoorricetoeat，nowwehavethreeaceisrunningoutoffood.
Continuelikethisislikeanightmare，itreally'dratherstarvetodeathinordertoeachother...
Ifoundthateveryoneisbusywithsomething，likethemoodwillbebetter，inrepeatedassurancesthattomorrowIcanfindfood，andthreatenawaysothatasmallpotofporridge，motherdrankabowlofporridgesteamedcornbreadandkiddo.
Nowistwoproblems，theeveningwillhaveFuJun，ifaisanightmaretoreappear，second，iftomorrowmorningwecrossedtheriver，awayfromtheothersideoftheriveroradventureridingalogtogoovertothemound，willmeetFuJunandnightmare.
Thetimefromtheknownconditions，nightmareissolid，becausethedoodle，himselfoutofthenightmare，againcametonothappen，sothespaceofthenightmareissolid?
Andifnightmarebecomereality...
Also，thekey，Inowenteredisviewform，oneventsandphysicalcontrolofzero，andthistimeisobviouslynotsosimple，Ialwaysfeelthatnightmaretobecomeareality.
Verycoldatnightalongtheriverbank，thewindblowingthewaterwashthevoicefilledwithear，bearachildnestledinmother'sbosom，alreadysnoring，originallyachildalsosnore...
Fromeveryoneoutofthecity，theoldmanwasnotinthehome，evenloyal“hasbecomealurkinginmyspies，foodalsohaveno，aftertonight，ifcan'tfindfood...
Itightlyholdafist，lookattheattachedtoitslegsgreyhoundandIdon'twanttoandthewhitemansaywhat，hehasarealfoodtoourhouseaway，thatIdon'tcareabouthisspies，helptosavehisfamily!
Therewasaflashoflight，IsuddenlymindifIentertheotherdreams，wouldn'titbewon'tenterthenightmare，itcan'tkeepmeoutoftheotherdream，Ithinkpeoplemusthavegoodthoughts，godwillalsohelpyoukey.
ThataslongasIgobacktothedreamofspace，givebigjiuappearedagain，itissafetospendtonight.
Godhelpsme，alsoIamgoingtogathertogetherakiddotheretogether，saidinalowvoice，Ithoughtofawaymaybecouldhelpus，Itrytogivebigjiuappeared，butcannotbedisturbedsleep，youwanttoprotectme，aslongasitisdaywehavealreadyhoped.
Kiddolookatme，whatdoyouwanttodoistodoit，aslongasIwasin，youwillbefine.
Afamilywhenyousaynothingatall，Iamonalog，pickedleemeshbow.
Backtotheseconddreamspace，Iturnedacircle，aroundthesecondfloorspacecan'tplantvegetablespig，sincecandreamtreesthatcanarablefarming，butthinkofisalsoverystrange，thisdreamspaceisinmyconsciousness，consciousnessisusuallyinhismind，thenIgrowvegetablespiginmymind...
Ifpourwaterheadandamplificationinaday，afterfeedingthepigs，itiscrappinginmymind...
Iwipethesweatontheforehead，thisunlikely，cametothebigjiuunderthattree，suddenlyfoundayellowlongfruitunderthecanopy，hiddenbetweentheblades，ifnotinmythisAnglewasnotfound，thisfruitisnottoobig，caneatnow?
Ifindnowsawsomething，firstofall，thefirstconsciousnessiscan'teat!
Ontiptoeenoughwiththehand，Ijustalmosttouched，andItookthewindhitmeshbow，fruitsnappingoff，Ihastentopickitup，onclothescleanandbitedown.
Firsthalo，come，whycan'tthefruithereandgivemesomefruittaste，evenifcan'tfillthestomach，notideologyforfruittaste?
Onahillside，theskycloudsclouds，severalgapsinthesunshinethroughthecloudsalightintotheearth，appearedinthetopfourblackhorse，thehorseisgod，longmane，neckpositionofhangingfromametalnail，afewbeamofsunlightshoneonthehillside.
Fourpeopleonhorseback，themaninfrontofthewholebodysilveryarmor，coveredwithablackcloak，behindcloakistwolayer，liningisbrightred，hishandsshooktheREINS，leanforward，makethehorsequickertoadvance.
FourMaMaihorsehooves，runningdownfromthepeaklikeflyingontheground.
Thehillsideisacity，thethickcloudshangingoverthecity，feelwhatgreatthingstohappenhere，andsurroundedthecity，nearthehillsideofthebuildingistheroofofthecirculararc，builthighareverydense.
Thefirstmanonthehorsehorseafaceofcold，takingphotographswithacurvedhandleknife，knifesheathonthemoirehasalayeroflightflashing，likehewassomeofthedark，butthebridgeofthenoseisverypretty，thicktwoknifeshapedeyebrows，eyesverybrightandhisbodyasthehorserunningregularlylikewavesofupsanddowns，butwiththehorseasawhole，insteadofsittingonahorse，thehorsehorsehairbythewind，agoodhalfameterorso，liketheblackflagflyingonthehorse.
Thisteamisveryfastandsuddenlyittothemainroadtothegate.
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