The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 139 The Great Merciful and Compassionate Empress Pan

If nothing else happens, the Juma Riverside will become another slaughterhouse tonight.

All the lambs who were surrounded knew this very well. Some were trembling with fear, while others collapsed on the ground and began to cry desperately.

In front of them were the bandits who were getting closer and closer, and behind them was the Juma River that could wash away nine cows in an instant. The officers and soldiers of the garrison camp on the opposite side could not save them, and they could not think of any way to escape.

At this critical moment of life and death, some people began to place their hopes on some kind of supernatural power——

"Mother Pan, Mother Pan in heaven, please open your eyes and look at us!"

At first it was a few people shouting, then a dozen, dozens, a hundred...

All the men, women, and children in Hongjiacun knelt by the river. They shed tears and called out to the sky for Lady Pan.

"Merciful Madam Pan, please save us and save our children!"

Their voices were full of pathos and despair.

In modern society, it is late at night.

There are still many lights on in the old-fashioned teachers' building in Xiehe Community, one of which belongs to Pan Shulan.

Pan Shulan was crouching in front of the desk, talking to Fang Yu, while holding a red pen and writing in the primary school student's homework book.

Then she heard a short sound coming from "Laishui County".

This sound... well, it's probably similar to the sound of someone secretly eating melon seeds.

The "Laishui County" in the living room has always been very quiet. This is the first time that I can clearly hear the sounds coming from there.

Pan Shulan felt something strange, so she stood up and went to check.

The view of "Laishui County" under the cover of night was not very clear. It seemed like it was covered with a thin layer of gray gauze. Through this layer of "gauze", Pan Shulan saw many firelights on both sides of the Juma River.

The people on the side near the county town should be from the garrison camp, and the other side were from Hongjia Village. The fire spread from the east end of the village to the river. (I don’t understand why they always set fires when they do bad things...)
Well, this Hongjia Village could not be seen before. After Pan Shulan used her "supernatural power" on the Juma River that day, it quietly grew on the edge of the map - the extra places include most of Hongjia Village and the Zhao River downstream. The edge of Jia Village and Baiheba Village, as well as part of Wang Village, Lou Village and Hujia Village on the other side of the county.

In fact, since the first rain, Pan Shulan had already discovered that the map would grow on its own. At that time, she thought it was like a plant and would grow after being watered.

However, after these days of observation, I found that this matter has nothing to do with watering. After all, the water of the Juma River flows day and night, but the map has only grown significantly twice.

Fang Yu believed that this was the result of the Ming Dynasty people's admiration for Teacher Pan.

He also said that Teacher Pan has awakened the worship upgrade system. Maybe there is some high-dimensional unknown creature in Teacher Pan's mind that can control time that is monitoring everything.

Pan Shulan scolded him for talking nonsense, but actually she felt a little panicked in her heart.

She specifically went to Baidu to search for the meaning of "system". Netizens explained the word in great detail, but Pan Shulan felt more and more confused the more she read...

In short, there were a lot of fire lights in Hongjia Village now, and Pan Shulan knew that something must have happened.

She quickly called Fang Yu, but there was no answer after calling twice.

Then she turned back to watch the big TV and found that Fang Yu was holding a brush in his hand, but he was already asleep on the table. And the little thing Axiu, who was noisy just now, is now hanging on Fang Yu like a tree bear. The two of them snored in harmony, sleeping soundly.

Pan Shulan immediately silenced her voice.

She adjusted her glasses and brought her face closer to take a closer look at Hongjia Village. She soon saw a shadowy figure on the edge of the Juma River, as if a large group of people had gathered. (actually two groups of people)

Do they want to cross the river?
Pan Shulan thought in her mind, whether they wanted to cross the river or not, they should put a bridge over it first.

It is said that the current in the river is very fast, and a bridge is indeed needed to travel between the two sides. If the county magistrate Min Wengong organizes people to build a bridge, I don't know if it will have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

She took out an unused plastic box (the floor slab of Building 1 was also cut from here) and wanted to cut out a long plastic piece to serve as a bridge across the Juma River.

At this time, the bandits by the river had completely completed the encirclement. Like herding pigs and sheep, they surrounded nearly three hundred villagers in a small area by the river.

Third Sister Han held the long knife dripping with blood and looked coldly at the villagers who were kneeling on the ground in front of them, crying and praying to the sky for gods.

He sneered in his heart. Since ancient times, the gods have always cared about the princes and generals, because those people are either Wu Quxing or Wenquxing. The worst ones are the bandit leaders, who are also the killing stars.

Gods always want to show some respect when meeting these people, but who are you idiots? Are you worthy of being rescued by gods?
Third Sister Han had no fear in her heart, "Go, pick out some sick seedlings!"

He waved his big hand, and several bandits immediately came over to arrest him.

Chaos instantly began in the crowd.

The bandits did not pick out the young and strong, but specifically picked out the old, weak, sick and young. (The origin of the folk "sick rice" comes from bandit slang)

The reason why we want to catch these "sick people" is still the same as before: to kill chickens to scare monkeys.

According to experience, as long as a group of "sick people" are killed in front of these people, the remaining people will be taken care of honestly.

Hong Qi's face turned pale. He held his wife and children tightly in his arms. He watched the bandits pass by and quickly dragged out his third uncle and his wife.

The third uncle was trembling all over, but he kept shouting, "You... you can't kill me, Madam Pan is watching from the sky! Everyone in the village knows that Madam Pan is for our Hong family... If you... If you dare to kill me, I will make sure that none of you can escape until Madam Pan takes the blame!"

No one dared to help him, and the bandits didn't care at all about the nonsense the bad old man was talking about.

Then Hong Qi heard another howling like a killing pig. This was when Mr. Zhong was discovered.

He was originally hiding in the back, trying to hide in the ditch by covering himself in mud, but his size was too obvious... Alas, it seemed that Mr. Zhong, who was extremely resourceful, could not escape this disaster after all.

Hong Qi watched his third uncle and Mr. Zhong being dragged over by the bandits, and he just breathed a sigh of relief.

People are like this. When there is no other choice, it is a blessing to survive for an extra quarter of an hour.

It's a pity that God didn't want it.

Before Hong Qi could finish his breath, he heard a creepy voice next to him: "You, stand up."

(End of this chapter)