又讓我失望了、、、
直到有人把我拖走、、、
不是兵甲，是他、、、
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“你白天一定是喝多了，或者，被太陽曬壞腦子了。”
眼前的這片樹林，除了草最多，其次是樹，然後便是這碩大的蚊子、、、
所有的東西都怕一樣東西。
------------火。
有的，見了遠遠的躲著，有的，卻要鑽進去、、、
“夜裏不知名的野獸多的去了，籠個火就可以睡個安穩覺了、、”
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火苗從架空的幹木棍下一竄一竄的，然後把木頭整根吞沒。
額頭上又滲出了汗。
他為什麼要跟著我？
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腦袋已經是一團漿糊，所有的事都黏在一起，越想，越糊塗。
老乞丐選了個幹燥一點的草淺的地方，側身便躺下了。
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“是你救了我？”
我盯著這燒的正旺的火，感慨：這要是一盆冷水該多好啊，一頭紮下去，就什麼都明白了。
“不是。”
他好像在說夢話，漫不經心，卻讓人感到獨特的真實。
“你為什麼要救我？”
等待著回答，卻沒了聲音。
繼而，是滾雷般的呼嚕。
遠處隱隱約約有幾雙綠油油的眼睛，黑色的夜晚，更多了恐懼。
近處的樹，也像個怪物、、、
無所謂了、、、
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我也側身躺下，背對著這個老家夥。
“不是我救的你、、、、”
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聲音從身後傳來，是夢話，卻是真的。
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感覺到有東西走近了卻不敢行動，圍著火堆徘徊著，然後失望的離去、、、
本想借著獨孤門聖的酒昏睡過去，可這該死的蚊子，總在你即將昏死過去的一刹那，落臨在你的耳旁，挑釁的大聲叫喊。仿佛它抓住了你睡眠的臨界點，不是為了從你的身上得到什麼，隻是折磨著你。
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旁邊的他鼾聲卻越來越大、、、
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陽光打落樹上的灰塵，懶洋洋的把尾巴撫在我的額頭。
睜開眼睛，腦袋如針紮一般。
夜晚，樹林的濕氣太重了，尤其是在這南方。
果然，夜裏，蚊子沒有善待我，能露到肉的地方，都漸漸的突起了。
火還在燃著，雖然小了，但劈裏啪啦的，給人旺盛的錯覺。
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一股焦了的味道，緩緩的流進了鼻子。
是什麼？
我掙紮了半天，咬著牙坐起，靠在旁邊的大樹上。
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火堆上方，橫穿著一隻野雞。垂下的腦袋已經成了黑色。
環顧四周，獨孤門聖不見了！
“他走了？”
我心裏一驚。
緩緩的爬到火堆旁，想把雞翻個身，免得美味變成一團黑炭。
不料，這雞隨著棍子轉了一個圈，又是頭朝下，一連幾次。
我實在是沒力氣了、、、
焦糊的味道越來越大，我一把抽出旁邊的劍，隻是輕輕一掃，一股青煙劃了個弧，雞頭遠遠的飛離了火堆。