The Song of Gendaya

The blazing sun hangs in the cloudless sky like a huge Fireball. Shine the poisonous light of ten thousand zhang on the hot iron-plate ground.

There is no wind around, only the billowing heat is testing the working prisoners.

Linde casually wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked up. The scorching sun made him a little dizzy.

The sky in front of me is only the size of the mouth of the basin, and there are steep rock walls all around. And the dazzling Sun Wheel is sparing no effort to shine thousands of white light into this huge sinkhole, as if to occupy every inch of its land.

"pa...pop..."

Two annoying whiplashes dashed through the air, violently thrown on Linde's limbs, and two bloodstains appeared immediately .

"Slacker! Work fast, don't be idle if you don't want to be lashed again." A sharp voice yelled at him.

Linde didn't say anything, he just endured it silently.

The tiredness of the past few days, the dozens of kilograms of ore in the basket behind him, the countless wounds all over, the total number of these, together, almost crushes his slightly thin body.

It's just a kind of faith from the bottom of my heart that tells him that no matter what he encounters, he must live well. This is what many people expect of him.

Thinking of this, Linde has to clenched his teeth, moving forward with difficulty one step at a time.

Like the hundreds of prisoners beside him, the young man quickly disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people, toward their destination, which stood on a steep mountain wall. The giant human lift on the board walked away.

……

Fortunately, three meals a day are available here. The head guard probably has a deep rhyme in employing people. At least he can’t let the laborer work hungry, but neither It would make the prisoners eat too full, and it would be best if they drifted between a kind of hunger and fullness. What's more, the three meals here are not delicious among who, every meal is the same, just some rice porridge mixed with gravel and slightly spoiled dry cakes.

When resting at noon, Linde alone sits and eats in the shady ground behind a trailer, just like the hundreds of people beside him.

He started to think again and again, an indescribable sense of loneliness suddenly flooded his heart, and he was saddened to be separated from Saru again.

Heavy work can easily disperse those familiar with it. This is what the guards hope. They don’t like the fact that people who are too familiar with each other always stay in the same room. Something. So every day when the sun goes down, those silver guards holding their whips will randomly pack the prisoners in different prisons, almost not the same as the previous day.

It's just that Linde hasn't seen Saru again since that night, even during heavy working hours. Sometimes, he can't help but worry about his partner, after all, the incision on his right arm is not fully grown.

The frequent occurrence of accidents in mines is something Linde never imagined. He seems to be suspicious of nonsense such as "This is the last refuge to avoid war and starvation". Whenever those who die The corpses of various mine disasters were pulled up from under the mine in whole vehicles, and Linde couldn't help but worry about his friend once. Maybe Salu will feel so after seeing this kind of scene!

Linde was thinking of this when suddenly he saw a shadow appearing crookedly in front of him, standing motionless for a long time.

The boy was curious, so he looked up, and Linde's originally surprised eyes were suddenly disappointed. It was not Salu, but another person he had never seen, and the first impression that this person gave was very bad.

First of all, it was a long and thin middle-aged man, some Luoguo, a short tousled brown hair, a pair of slick eyes on a flat, thin face, and his mouth always carried harboring malicious intentions. laugh. At this moment, he was holding the broken bowl in one hand and the dry bread in the other, looking at himself with a look of impertinence.

Linde didn't put the displeasure in his face on his face, although the person in front of him reminded him of the "bad child" Matthew in the Karat cavalry regiment. It was his trick that deceived himself back then, and almost caused the townspeople who were unknown to burn himself to death.

The other party first waved to himself, and Linde nodded responded.

"Hey, newcomer, can I sit with you?" the other party asked slickly.

"Sit whatever you want. This is not my place either." Linde replied politely, and he picked out the sand mixed in the gruel while eating cakes.

"Good person, you are really generous, and you are willing to share your good place around you with someone in a miserable situation like me. If it is someone else..."

"If someone else does not Would you like to have a meal with you? Isn't it?" Linde answered without waiting for the other person to finish.

The man said flatteringly with a smile: "I am actually not that bad. Although I was a thief before I was caught here, I swear by the gods! I have never done anything wrong with God. It’s just for a little girl begging along the street to steal a piece of white cake at the entrance of the miller’s shop, but want to pay the rest of my life here. You know that although the reputation of thieves has always been bad, no one likes them, but They are not necessarily bad guys."

"Well, sir, for your caring sake, please come and sit down!" Linde leaned forward and moved his position, dividing the shadow under him Give half to the man.

"You are really a kind person, the gods will take care of you, but I don't know what to call it?" The man sat beside Linde and reached out and broke a piece of dry cake from Linde's hand.

"My name is Linde, what about you?" Linde gave all the bread in his hand.

"Thank you! Thank you! No more, how am I embarrassed to eat all your rations?" The man said apologetically, he broke the dry cakes Linde handed over in half, and the other half Just returned it to him. "My appetite is a little bit bigger. It's all caused by the creator. It gave me an edible stomach. My name is Jenike, cheat Jenike. I am afraid that my hands are already gone... "

"Hello, Jenike. Are you coming to see me for something?" Linde asked, "It won't be as simple as asking me for shadows or asking for dry cakes!"

Jenike smiled like a fox. He took a sip of porridge and said, "I just didn’t say hello to you. Come and meet me. I don’t mean anything else. I’m a very popular person and I like to make friends. At least I am. I think."

Linde slightly laughed, he continued to lower his head and pick up the grains of sand in the gruel.

"Hey, Linde, I heard that you have the idea of ​​going out, right? And it is a very strong idea of ​​going out. There are things you worry about happening outside, and you are sweating for others The kind!"

"What do you know!" Linde asked alertly.

In an instant, his heart came into his throat. Many people and many things burst out from the bottom of my heart.

"You must know that the noise you made in the middle of the night two days ago was not small. We all saw you being taunted and beaten by the guards." Jenike's thief's slippery eyes scanned quickly. All around, whispered.

"Oh, that matter..." Linde's mood suddenly fell again, he looked at his broken bowl said solemnly.

The days here are like years. To be more specific, Linde can't remember how long it was.

He only remembers that it was midnight. He was excited and out of control because the news he heard could not reach the person involved. He could only shake the iron door of the cell and yell wronged, and the guards rushed over. He listed the names of Asriel, Rottal, Glatis, and even the sweet wine Rafis, in exchange for the ridicule and sarcasm of the guard soldiers, a beating, and the disdainful eyes of the prisoners.

After the incident, he began to be gradually isolated by the people around him. At this moment, she realized how much the people imprisoned here hate the Olastan family.

Slowly he calmed down, and began to use his brains to think about other issues. He always disassembled the information he heard from the ground floor of the dilapidated building that night, hoping to get a deeper level Understand, but he really couldn't figure out many things for a while. But his emotions slowly calmed down after some things had been understood.

The only people who can send themselves to the ninth mining area are those who conspirators or those who give themselves a sap, they will not let themselves out, let alone those who he knows. The character knows that he is Thrown Into Prison and is being locked up in this most difficult mining field. In the meantime, he also understood that the secrets of the family that Esriel said about the prosperous family property of the family were referring to these bright things.

"Yes, that's the thing. I want to hear you tell me in person, are all what you said are true? Isn't it just made up nonsense?" Jenick asked carefully.

"What can I do if it is true, anyway, I can't get out, and they don't want me out." Linde sighed.

"Do you really know Sir Rotar? It doesn't matter, so does Sir Gladys!"

"Mr. Janick, what do you want to say?"

Jernick grinned, the crooked rotten teeth really lost his appetite.

"Linde, I will come to you the next day. I'll go first..." Jenick stood up to say goodbye, and he added, "Have you heard of the Fugitive Party?"