Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 114

This mountain is called Xigang.

It is famous in Yongqiu, but few people approach it, because it is said that there are wild wolves in the mountain, and those who enter the mountain will be eaten by wild wolves, even the bravest hunters will stay away from it.

The mountain wind blew bitterly, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

But there are no wolves in the mountains, only a group of "devils" who eat people.

Clusters of lights wandered among the mountains, flickering like will-o'-the-wisps, with horrifying low roars.

"Quick. Quick."

"Drive the cows and horses over, drive them all over!"

"Push into the pit!"

"Jump down - dog! Jump!"

Next to the square in the hinterland of Xigang Mountain Col, a deep pit of about ten feet was dug out, which was poured with kerosene, piled with firewood and fake incense medicine that was too late to deal with, and it was burning with a terrifying sound of crackling.

However, the so-called "cows and horses" are not cows and horses, but a group of slaves dressed in tattered clothes who are treated like cows and horses and who have been here all year round as fake incense.

They were men and women, old and young, and children.

Without exception, these people were all deceived.

The foreman in Xigang will recruit workers everywhere. The name is "Xiangyaofang Employer", the monthly salary is two or even three times higher than that of ordinary workers, and the review of recruitment is stricter than other foremen——

What they are looking for is the kind of "innocent" who is poor, has no one to rely on, and even if he dies outside, no one will find and care about him.

There is a strict process here, but as Wan Liyu said, once these people are sent to Xigang, they will never be able to leave the mountain for the rest of their lives. Not only will they not be paid, death is their final return.

Three meals a day, eating pig and dog-like food, doing complicated labor, dark and muddled.

Even so, they still have the belief in survival, day after day, year after year.

Who knows, survival has become a luxury.

The order to silence was given in the middle of the night.

The fire pit was dug, and they dug it themselves.

But when they dug, they didn't think that it was not others who were going to be burned to death, but themselves—everyone.

Some people had no time to escape and were pushed into the fire pit and burned to death.

Some people were still bloody, they rose up to resist, rushed to fight with the thugs in Xigang, or fled around...

But where can escape to go?

There are many obstacles in Xigang.

No one can escape.

The wailing bursts, earth-shattering, here is like a huge hunting ground, "cows and horses" are the prey to be slaughtered, whether they struggle or not, there is only one ending waiting for death.

Can't let them live to see people.

Don't let them see the light of tomorrow.

They cannot be used as evidence of a crime.

All are to die.

"Come out! Come out."

Outside the stables, thugs were shouting loudly.

The thin mother who was hiding in the horse haystack picked up a wooden stick, trembling on guard, her eyes fixed on the dark shed door, and her child was tightly hugged with one hand.The child buried his head in his mother's arms, his small shoulders were trembling slightly, his teeth were grinding, and he didn't dare to look back, move, or even cry.

bang!
The stable door fell down.

With a wow, the child couldn't stand the sudden fear, and shrank into his mother's arms, howling heart-piercingly.

How can the mother's thin body protect her?
"Please, please..." Mother's eyes were pleading, and Beifeng rushed out almost simultaneously with a hoarse voice. She wanted to kowtow, but her body was too stiff to make any movements.

Great fear, like a mountain.

Overwhelmed her, but didn't overwhelm her.

Her tears fell, covering her dirty face.

Thousands of times in her mind, those "cows and horses" were pushed into the fire pit and wailed. She can die, but her children can't...

Her stick went out and hit the thug in the waist.

The power of all-or-nothing made the sharpened wooden stick exert extraordinary strength and penetrate the thug's waist in one fell swoop.

The wounded thug let out a howl, staggered two steps and sat on the ground.

His shout was heard by his accomplices who were searching next door, and they rushed in, and saw the thin mother's eyes like ghosts in the dim stable, and the appearance of holding the child and trying to fight them desperately.

"Look at how promising you are! Did you get stabbed by a woman?" Holding a torch in his hand, the man taunted his injured accomplice, and walked forward with a grin.

The light from the torch turned the mother's eyes a blood-red color.

"I don't want to burn to death in a fire pit, and it's the same to die here."

"Tonight, no one can escape."

"Tomorrow, this mountain will be in ruins. Do you think you can survive by hiding in a stable?" He knew this woman with a child, and she was also tricked into coming here, no different from other "cattle and horses".

"A good death is better than a bad death." The thug drew out his knife, and said with a slow laugh, "It's pitiful for you to bring your child. I will fulfill you and give you a good death. Just one knife! In the next life, find a good family to reincarnate."

"No!" Mother yelled in horror.

Her child was crying, and she protected the child, begging with tears all over her face.

"Spare my child, she's only five years old, she doesn't know anything, she doesn't understand anything." She shook her head desperately, "She can't even speak clearly, she won't betray you, won't Please, please, please..."

The thug was taken aback.

This lady is a smart person.

Many people were pushed into the fire pit and still don't know why they died.

But she understood that it was because they knew too much.

They are all evidence.

Evidence is not live--

"Don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame your bad life." The thug didn't know if he thought of his own poor and miserable life. The moment he swung the big knife, his voice had the compassion that only the same kind would make, and then yell...

The body went limp and fell down.

He was hit by a stone. The stone first hit his knife, sparks burst out, and then hit his forehead. With a buzzing sound, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he didn't know anything.

The torch fell to the ground.

When horse grass meets fire, it burns quickly.

The mother held the stick tightly and was at a loss when she saw the man lying in front of her.

Until a figure rushed over from behind and picked up her child, "Go! This place is going to burn."

The woman turned her head and saw a little girl who was as thin as her.The little lady is holding her child. Behind her, there is a tall and straight man with a cold face, a pale face, eyes full of coldness, and a small beard on his chin...

Both are unfamiliar faces.

The woman did not know them, but guessed that they were "horses and cattle" with the same fate as her.

"Thank you, lady, for saving me."

"Stop talking nonsense. Run—"

The little lady held the child in one hand, and dragged the gentleman with the other to run out of the stable.

The woman was stunned, wiped away her tears, picked up the knife that the man dropped and followed them.

After leaving the stable, several thugs chased after him.

"Don't let them run away!"

"Grab it up and throw it into the fire pit."

With this shout, more thugs surrounded him fiercely.

Wiping her tears, the woman suddenly stopped running for her life.

"Little lady, run quickly, I'll hold them back—"

She pointed in one direction, then looked at her expectantly.

"If you are lucky enough to survive, please help me tell my daughter that her mother... is incompetent, powerless, and incapable, and even brought her into the fire pit...but mother loves her very much, and mother wants her to live a good life When you grow up and get married, you have to open your eyes and see clearly, and don't be deceived by others."

Xin Yi turned around in surprise, looking at her thin body, "How are you going to hold them back?"

The woman shook her head, "I don't know, it's nothing but death. Run, run..."

After finishing speaking, she held up the bloody knife, stared at the chasing thugs with scarlet eyes, and looked at them with a desperate, tragic, and mortal courage, gnashing her teeth.

"You jackals, you deserve to go to hell! I'll fight you."

Outside the stable is a square, piled up in pieces of tin wooden boxes, exuding a strange fragrance...

Those boxes are full of spices that haven't had time to transfer.

Some people are pushing the fragrant medicine into the fire pit, together with people.

There are also some thugs holding torches, chasing the fleeing "cattle and horses" all over the ground, crying children who can't find their parents, injured people struggling and howling on the ground, and corpses lying on the ground...

This is a purgatory existence on earth.

Who would dare to believe that this happened in the Yongqiu territory so close to Bianjing Mansion?
When these people are struggling to have enough food and lives, the bustling city of Bianjing is decorated with lanterns and festoons, waiting for the arrival of the New Year's Eve...

Xin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the cold-eyed Guangling County King beside him, walked up to the woman with the child in his arms, and sneered at the thugs.

"You idiots, do you think you can survive by killing them?"

The thugs and the nurses looked at this little lady who appeared out of nowhere, and the tall man standing not far behind her, they were all taken aback, and then panicked.

"Who are you? Where did you enter the mountain?"

Xin Yi didn't answer his words, but glanced around Xiangyao Square.

"Flying birds are exhausted, good bows are hidden, cunning rabbits are dead, and lackeys are cooked. Do you think there will be a good end to being someone else's lackeys? Use your brains!"

(End of this chapter)