What use do I want in this troubled world

Chapter 19 Kill Your Family

The sky was low-pressure and gloomy, and the drizzle was flying obliquely.

At the bend of the rugged mountain road, two heads with broad leaves on top of their heads were crouching behind a rock. Wu Manguan listened carefully to Xu Wenfeng's explanation.

Concentrate on it, for fear of missing a word.

"Remember?"

"remember!"

Xu Wenfeng stood up and returned to the main road, with Wu Manguan trailing behind him like a tail, muttering something.

In the drizzle, in the quiet mountains and plains, there was the faint sound of footsteps, the steps were gentle and skillful, and a few copper coins slipped from Xu Wenfeng's sleeve cage.

This time it was not as simple as killing a person. She had already seen clearly the people following them under the cover of the favorable terrain.

It's not a thief, not a servant, but a warrior like a guard, which shows that he is following orders to monitor Wu Manguan, and there is another person behind him.

This is a bit tricky. Killing him will not help, but will lead to even greater troubles. The people behind it must have already investigated the eighteen generations of Wu Manguan's ancestors.

It is necessary to take a long-term plan, find out the whole picture, and decide whether to continue the pot according to the situation.

"Hey, I lost my copper coin." Xu Wenfeng shouted, and turned around unexpectedly, like an unsheathed arrow turning around the bend.

The people following were suddenly exposed in sight.

The person who came was handsome, and even if he was suddenly exposed, there was no trace of panic in his expression. He held the hilt of his sword with his hand, and stood quietly in the rain, looking at Xu Wenfeng who was bending over to pick up money.

Wu Manguan came on his heels, and when he saw the person opposite, his expression immediately became panicked. He was simple but not stupid, and he could tell at a glance that the people following him were not simple.

Big trouble!

Yan Rong withdrew his gaze from Xu Wenfeng, and turned to Wu Manguan's face: "Since you have seen through it, I might as well say it clearly. If you hand over the secret recipe for dyeing and weaving, you can live."

His gaze is like a knife that cuts skin and bones, which makes people shudder.

The rain-shielding leaf in Wu Manguan's hand fell to the ground with a clatter: "I, I, I don't know what you're talking about."

Yan Rong's tone was light and cold, and the finger on the hilt of the sword moved slightly: "You know."

As if he dared to say one more redundant sentence, the sword would be unsheathed and the head would fall to the ground.

Wu Manguan forcibly suppressed his trembling teeth, and said in a crying voice: "I really don't have any secret recipes. Our family fled to the south of the Yangtze River the first year, and we couldn't survive. My father sold me to work in a textile and clothing family. I stole a few pieces during the chaos, and I can hand over the rest to you if you want."

Yan Rong didn't say a word of nonsense: "If you want to live, hand over the formula."

How could it be possible for such a rare and top-quality product to be stolen by someone at will, and then given to the little beggar as a gift, such a naive child, dare to speak out to coax him.

Xu Wenfeng knows well that this set of lies is difficult to win people's trust, but it's one thing to believe it or not, but there must be an excuse, it is impossible for a family like Wu Manguan to have such superb dyeing skills, and it is difficult Make up a seamless reason.

This man is terrible!Opening and closing is the rhythm of killing people. Wu Manguan was so frightened that he gritted his teeth and continued to copy the words taught by Xu Wenfeng: "Yes, to be honest, I learned a few tricks secretly, let me go back and try, see Can you research the formula, how?"

Yan Rong remained silent, his knife-like eyes slashed up and down at Wu Manguan.

Wu Manguan's heart trembled, as if he was going all out: "Even if you kill me, it's useless. You asked me to hand over the formula immediately. I really can't. I guess my house faces east and south, and you know it all. I can't escape." , you might as well give me some time."

Yan Rong thought for a moment, then spit out two words: "How long?"

Wu Manguan: "Ten days."

Yan Rong gave him a mocking look.

A chill ran down Wu Manguan's spine: "Seven days?"

"Three days." Yan Rong said indifferently: "Three days, if you don't hand over the formula, your whole family will be killed."

After the words fell lightly, he glanced at Xu Wenfeng, turned around and walked away, his steps were sonorous, without the slightest sloppiness.

Xu Wenfeng shrunk his shoulders from beginning to end, lowered his head, like a crumbling leaf on an autumn branch, looking as if he was about to faint from fright.

Waiting for people to walk away, Wu Manguan cried and said, "What to do, what to do, I don't know how to dye cloth, sister, can you?"

A panicked one.

At this moment, he has personally experienced the cruelty of feudal society. Without a strong identity background, if someone says to kill your whole family, he will kill your whole family. He doesn't speak a little bit of human rights principles, and tramples on human life like nothing.

He regretted it to death!
Xu Wenfeng frowned slightly: "No."

I thought it was An Anyi eating and drinking script, but it turned out to be bad, this script is wrong!

"Then why...?" He wanted to say, then why did you teach me to deal with him like this, but then he thought about it, where did he come from to ask, if Xu Wenfeng didn't have it, he might already be a dead body at this time , lying in the cold, muddy rain.

Now at least I can live for three more days.

"I'll think of a way, and talk as I go." Actually, there's nothing to think about. I don't want to see the whole family of the Wu family die tragically. There are only two ways to go.

First, unlock the bookcase.

Second, the killing spree.

As for reporting to officials, stop now. The imperial court issued an order to subsidize some grain seeds for farmers in disaster relief. As a result, they rushed to get them back. Most of them were either shoddy or moldy. He was hit by a board, his skin was torn apart, and he almost lost his life.

Those who follow them will know that the people behind them are expected to be very important.

Regardless of the collusion between officials and businessmen, or the mutual protection of officials and officials, there is no good fruit for common people.

Wu Manguan wiped the rain indiscriminately, and said guiltily: "If I can't think of a way, will it hurt you?"

Seeing the panic on his face, Xu Wenfeng sighed silently: "No."

Wu Manguan watched her expression carefully and said, "Sister, do you blame me?"

"I don't blame you," Xu Wenfeng felt that you were troublesome, rubbing the center of his brows, she really didn't want to kill at the door of the house unless it was a last resort, and the other party was bound to win, so there was only one way to go.

With a plan in mind, Xu Wenfeng stopped worrying too much, and hurried home, it was raining, and it was going to be cold in a while.

I didn't forget to educate him during the journey.

Considering that the grocery store is Wu Manguan's personal property after all, it is inconvenient to meddle too deeply, so I will mention some things superficially, and stop at the end. Now it seems that it is better to break it up and smash it into pieces.

Including the way to settle down in another world.

After talking a lot, Xu Wenfeng finally settled on the little beggar: "You are not helping him, but hurting him by giving him a big thorn."

Wu Manguan was startled: "You mean, that kid was killed?"

Feeling guilty.

Xu Wenfeng guessed that the little beggar was more likely to be ill than good, but seeing Wu Manguan's guilty look, it's better not to scare him: "Killing should not happen, maybe he will be beaten."

Wu Manguan was nervous and anxious: "I didn't expect that my unintentional actions would harm others. I hope he's fine. I'll go and see him after this calamity is over."

He couldn't take a life on his back, he would collapse.

"He is at the bottom of the society, and he will keep the things you give him." Xu Wenfeng paused and said, "You haven't learned history? Don't you know that yellow-colored civilians can't use it?"

"When I didn't study history, I had just graduated from elementary school, and I was brought here after only a few days in junior high school." Wu Manguan gnawed at his fingers helplessly, and couldn't lift his head in shame: "I only thought about it when you mentioned it." Get up, I have acted in TV dramas, I forgot."

Xu Wenfeng looked at him sternly and said: "The matter has already happened, and regret will not help. When this matter is over, you must remember in the future. First, you must help others under your own circumstances. Don't be a disservice."

"Let's learn from blood."

Wu Slam is everything.

The lesson is a bit big, unforgettable, he must remember it for a lifetime!

After entering the village, Xu Wenfeng instructed: "Go home and change into dry clothes quickly, fry a bowl of ginger soup, and come to my house tomorrow to find me."

"En." Wu Manguan stood silently and helplessly beside the road, watching her back gradually fade away, and when he was about to lose sight, he shouted: "Sister, I'm sorry."

Xu Wenfeng didn't look back, but raised his hand and waved, signaling him to hurry home.

(End of this chapter)