The road of the main god of cannon fodder female supporting role

Meat porridge is definitely better than white rice porridge. Although there is not much minced meat in it, everyone is satisfied with the smell of meat.

Wushuang and Gu Yanzhi also came to have dinner with everyone, and the lady who cooked rice specially made two bowls of porridge with a lot of minced meat, and brought them to Wushuang and Gu Yanzhi herself.

The porridge is thick and sticky, with salty minced meat, it tastes very delicious. Wushuang Xiwu has a big appetite. He drank three big bowls by himself, and even the little Gu Yanzhi also ate a big bowl.

Today, Wushuang still asked the kitchen not to stop the fire, and kept cooking porridge, so that the refugees could eat less and more meals.

These refugees have starved for too long, and their bodies are deficient. They can only slowly nourish their bodies by eating.

What Wushuang is worried about now is what to do with the more than 200 bandits?As for sending it to the yamen, Wushuang dared not.

She was worried that these bandits and the government said that there were a lot of gold, silver and jewels in their cottage, and then led the way with officers and soldiers to kill these refugees as bandits.

This is not impossible. The great general of this dynasty has done this kind of thing before. The great general is an idiot. The reason why he can be a great general is because his sister is the emperor's favorite concubine.

Before, there was a small group of bandits harassing the people at the border, but the local officials reported it as foreigners harassing them. The original intention was to kill these bandits to get credit.

As a result, the emperor found that there were few people who came to harass him, so he arranged several capable generals to escort his brother-in-law and go to the battlefield to make military achievements.

As a result, this great general, who was not very capable but cared about things, all kinds of blind commands led to the defeat of an ordinary bandit suppressor, and many soldiers died.

In the end, the general was unscathed, and the generals who escorted him were all punished by the emperor.

And the greatest achievement of this great general is that he once cleared the bandits in three state capitals, but in the end they all killed the good and pretended to be meritorious, and killed the decent people as bandits.

The real bandits waited until the general had finished killing them, and then killed them again while it was still warm, looting a large number of people and causing heavy losses in the population of the three state capitals.

This incident was too big to be concealed, and the government and the public were shocked. In the end, the emperor tried his best to protect his brother-in-law, but only won the position of general, but in a blink of an eye he was made a marquis by the emperor.

Even if the emperor of the central court is so absurd, let alone the officials below, it is absolutely possible to kill refugees and become bandits.

Therefore, it is impossible for Wushuang to send these bandits to the government. If they don't send them to the government, it is also a problem to kill them all.

It's not that Wushuang thinks that these bandits shouldn't be killed. After all, they all have lives in their hands. The key is that there are more than 200 people. Where should they be buried?
For the time being, Wushuang still wants to take the refugees to recuperate in the cottage, at least to take care of their bodies.

This requires a bunch of dead people to be buried around. The ancients believed in ghosts and gods. This timid person is not worried every day that these bandits will come and kill ghosts.

But to keep these bandits, with more than 200 mouths, and how much food they have to eat every day, Wushuang always feels that it is too wasteful to feed them.

Wushuang was worrying when she heard screams one after another suddenly coming from the cottage, loud wailing.

Wushuang's heart skipped a beat when she was called by the voice, she hurriedly got up and followed the voice, trying to see what happened.

Seeing that Wushuang was gone, Gu Yanzhi immediately got down and ran after Wushuang with his short legs. Wushuang saw that Gu Yanzhi was running slowly, so he raised his hand to pick him up and took him away.

In the end, after walking a few steps, I saw a group of refugees, men and women, looking panicked and stumbling over.

Seeing Wushuang was like seeing a life-saving straw, Hulala all rushed over, chattering around Wushuang.

As a result, a group of people were talking together, but Wushuang didn't hear anything clearly, she just felt five hundred ducks chattering in her ears, and the chirping noise gave her a headache.

Wushuang changed Gu Yanzhi into a hug, and said to the people who had been speaking passionately: "Everyone, be quiet and talk one by one. I can't hear what you are saying even if you talk together like this."

As soon as Wu Shuang opened her mouth, the excited people stopped talking, and even the fear on their faces eased a lot. When they saw Wu Shuang, they remembered her strength, and the fright they had just received was soothed.

A articulate young man said to Wushuang: "Female Bodhisattva, we were just searching the cottage, because everyone was in a hurry to eat yesterday, so we stopped searching after we found food.

Today everyone is thinking about whether they can find some food from other places, in case there is still food hidden in other places.

After searching, we found a cellar. We thought there was something good in it, so we opened the door of the cellar happily. "

Having said that, the boy thought of the scene he had seen before, and couldn't help shivering, his voice tinged with panic.

"Who knew that as soon as we opened the cellar door, there was no food in there, only dead people, all dead people! Really, there are so many dead people!"

It is not surprising that Wushuang has a place to dispose of corpses in the bandit's cottage. After all, so many people have been looted up the mountain, and there must be a place to dump corpses after killing them.

So Wushuang said directly: "Take me to see."

The young man boldly led Wushuang, a group of people followed along, and Wushuang soon reached the cellar full of corpses.

The door above the cellar was still open, but there was no one around, and those who came back with Wushuang stood far behind, not daring to come forward.

Wushuang put down Gu Yanzhi, let him stand where he was, and walked up to check the situation by himself.

However, Gu Yanzhi stepped forward without fear and planned to follow. The articulate young man next to Wushuang who led the way hugged Gu Yanzhi and prevented him from coming forward.

He also said: "Oh my little son, you can't go to see it at such a young age, you will have nightmares."

Gu Yanzhi was hugged by the young man, shook his short legs a few times, but didn't go down, knowing that it was useless to say anything to him as a child, so he could only give up his plan to go up with Wushuang to see the situation.

Here, Wushuang has already seen the situation under the cellar, and it is nothing more than a purgatory on earth.

There is no telling how many dead people are piled up in this cellar, some have been skeletalized, some have just rotted, and some are half rotten, all in all it is very scary.

Wushuang sighed, closed the cellar cover, turned around
He said to the group of people who followed: "This should be the place where the bandits threw away the corpses after killing people. It is full of people killed by them."

When Wushuang said this, she already had the intent to kill those bandits. She didn't want to support such cruel people anymore.

Coincidentally, these refugees also had the same mentality, an elderly man said to Wu Shuang: "Bodhisattva, we can no longer keep these bandits.

They are not humane, and they kill without blinking an eye. If a bandit finds an opportunity to break free from the rope and untie the ropes of others, the consequences will be disastrous. "

Someone next to him echoed: "Yes, we can't keep them any longer. Bandits kill people without blinking an eye. My relative's village was looted by bandits."