Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 937 In order to live (one more)
Ming City.

The sun in early winter seems to be warm, but when it shines on this land, it becomes scorching hot.

"Go! You untouchables! If you don't transport these stones there today, you will kill them all!"

After the plunder of the seventh volume of time, the entire Ming city was already in ruins, but now, on that messy street, there are big men in black clothes, holding a long whip in their hands, and waving towards the street again and again. Those people who hunched over and carried stones on their backs.

The rough ropes have worn through their bodies. There are elderly people up to 70 years old and children in their teens with stones on their backs. Wearing straw sandals on their feet, they walk towards the end of the long street step by step.

An old man took a step, but staggered and knelt on the ground, and the whip next to him was violently thrown off his forehead.

"Immortal! Still not leaving?!"

The old man was skinny, and his dry feet were covered with blood blisters, but now they were worn out. The blood seeped out from the rough straw sandals, leaving faint bloody traces on the ground.

The cowhide whip fell on him, and the old man trembled for a moment, then tremblingly stood up again.

The big man watched him stand up and walk forward, and said with a sneer, "How dare you pretend to be with me? Hurry up for those who are not dead yet!"

The old man walked forward step by step, the rope on his body was pulled into his flesh and blood, and a deep hole was sunk, he walked for a while, when he was about to fall again, a tall man next to him stepped forward and helped him , and then lifted his stone with his hands and placed it on his shoulders.

"Uncle Li." The man's voice was slightly painful.

The old man took a few breaths, and then said: "Hurry up and give me the stone, and see how much you have on your back. When this winter is over and that thing is repaired, you still have to take us out."

The tall man clenched his fists, then said with a smile, "I'm strong, I'm fine, Uncle Li."

"Hey, young master."

At this time, the long whip was thrown over in an instant, and then it hit the man fiercely, and said with a sneer, "Do you want to help?! Come here, let him carry another piece! Tsk tsk tsk, Liangshan immigrant, Didn’t the young patriarch of the Xuanyuan clan want to resist us? What, why is he now a prisoner?”

The man in front of him was exactly Xuanyuan Po who escaped from Chen country and brought his few remaining people here to survive.

The young man at that time has grown into a tall man, and the childish and unwilling shadow of the past is no longer seen in his eyebrows and eyes.

He took them to the edge of Ming City, and after meeting Song Wanzhi, his people settled down in a mountain around Ming City, and he was constantly expanding his territory, but no one expected There was a big change in Mingcheng. Although people escaped, Mingcheng was severely damaged.After that, a group of mysterious people came here to build something here, so hundreds of people from their family were driven here. It has been five full months from summer to early winter.

In addition to them, there are other small clans.

Although they tried to resist, except for him, most of the people around him were old, weak, women and children, and every time those who tried to escape were found, they were beaten to death.

Ming City is not within the Four Kingdoms, so no one cares about it.

Xuanyuan Po had already carried three stones on his body, because he was the strongest here, so he took the initiative to undertake the heaviest work, and when he saw clansmen who couldn't bear it on the road, he would help them out.

And a big man with a whip next to him had already had someone lift the stone of a man next to him, and then a whip was thrown at his leg.

Xuanyuan Po's leg bent, but he endured it forcefully, and did not kneel down, and the moment he bent, a huge stone had already landed on his other shoulder.

Xuanyuan Po's body trembled, sweat dripped down, then he gritted his teeth and stood firm again.

"Heh, hard bone." The big man sneered, "Hurry up! Do you want me to slap you!"

Xuanyuan Po clenched his fists, and walked forward step by step.

Everyone looked at the young man silently.

"What are you looking at, don't move quickly! Do you want to eat a whip?!" The person next to him yelled.

Only then did people move forward slowly, continuing to pile up that strange building.

Looking down from the sky above Ming City, one can see those boulders piled up in a circle, but there is nothing else.

The sounds of people struggling to move were intertwined with the shouts of the overseers one after another.

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In the middle of the night, the cold wind was blowing, and the people who put down the boulders didn't even want to say a word, and fell into a deep sleep in a place sheltered from the wind.

Everyone huddled together for warmth.

"Grandpa, I'm cold." The little boy huddled there, shivering, and said in a low voice.

The old man hugged the young boy in his arms, and then pressed his skinny cheeks against the young boy's face. His old voice comforted him: "Grandpa is holding you, let's endure it and pass."

Xuanyuan Po was sitting next to him, but he stood up abruptly, only to be pulled by a girl next to him: "Ah Man, Renren. They will let us go after the winter."

Xuanyuan Po's voice suppressed anger: "Renren? Why should we do these things for them?! We have our own freedom!"

The girl sat up, looked at his injuries, and said in a low voice, "But, we can't beat them. The others won't help."

Xuanyuan Po fell silent.

When they saw that the escaped man was beaten and covered in blood after being captured, everyone started to flinch.And the tribe led by Xuanyuan Po slept in different places from the rest of the tribe.

Those clansmen are small clans that no one cares about on the borders of the four countries. They have no bloodlines, no weapons, and some languages ​​are even incomprehensible to the outside world. Everyone huddled in different places and endured the winter chill.

The girl next to Xuanyuan Po tugged at his sleeve: "Go to sleep, I'm going to get up again before dawn, what can I do if I don't have energy?"

Xuanyuan Po held her hand, which made the girl next to her blush.

But at this time, there suddenly came a stern voice: "You are looking for death! How dare you steal our things!"

"My lord, please give me some medicine. My granddaughter is about to die! My lord, it doesn't matter if I die, but I beg you to save me..." The old man's hoarse voice came out of his mouth with difficulty.

"Get out!" The man roared angrily, and then, with a "slap", he fell hard on the old man's body.

The people were awakened, and then quietly leaned out to take a look, then turned their eyes sideways, and lay back carefully.

Here, such things happen almost every day, but when death becomes a common occurrence, all everyone thinks about is protecting themselves.

The little girl's face was pale, her lips were chapped, and she cried hoarsely: "Grandma, it hurts so much, it's so cold..."

The little girl was crushed by the boulder and broke her leg, and suffered from the wind and cold. Tears rolled down her eyes in a coma.

In the cold weather, the old woman was only wearing a short jacket, showing her thin arms, and the rest of the clothes were piled up on the little girl, but it didn't help.

Hearing her granddaughter screaming in pain, the old man wanted to go up and hug her, but in the end he knelt there, and then kowtowed to the men in front of him: "Please! Please! My granddaughter Eight years old..."

"Get lost! Immortal!" The supervisor roared angrily, and then kicked the old man's chest.

How could the old man bear such a kick, and he was kicked and rolled to the ground in an instant.

Far and near, everyone shrank behind the boulder, silent.

Even if I heard the old man's begging, the little girl's weak weeping and crying, and the sound of the old man falling to the ground.

This is survival.

stand out?Whoever dares to stand up, stand up, will have to suffer and die.

The old man trembled in pain, but he still rolled over, and continued, "I beg...you..."

The supervisor said angrily: "You old man, why are you so talkative! If I want to take care of everyone who is sick, do you think I am running a philanthropic hall?! Fuck you! Someone, hang this man up and beat him up!" ! Beat her until she can't scream anymore!"

When people heard it, they froze for a moment.

And the two men next to him have already stepped forward indifferently to grab the skinny old man.

An old man wanted to stand up angrily, but was grabbed by his wife.

do not go……

You go, what shall we do?
The man could only grit his teeth and close his eyes fiercely.

People closed their eyes, unable to bear to see the end of the old man.

And at this moment, a voice sounded: "Wait!"

Everyone was shocked, and then looked at the sound.

There stood a tall young man.

They didn't know him, and he was from another clan, so why did he speak up?

The girl next to her was also surprised, and then took Xuanyuan Po's hand: "Ah Man, hold back."

Xuanyuan Po withdrew his hand from the girl's, and only said one sentence: "At the beginning, my grandma protected me like this."

The old man who brought him up, the old man who looked forward to his return every year, the old man who had a new life with great difficulty but left him completely before he had time to enjoy it.

How could this be?

He clenched his fists and walked over.

Actually, it's none of his business.

People looked at him and knew him, knew him as the one who did the hardest work of the day, knew the one who helped out a lot.

And the supervisor looked at Xuanyuan Po, and couldn't help but sneer: "Yo, it's you? Why, not convinced?"

Not convinced?
At the beginning, that young man stood up shouting "I don't accept", but now, he is not only behind him, but also his clansmen.He can ignore it, but he can't let the people behind him fall into a deeper quagmire.

So he lowered his head and said, "No."

"No? Then why are you standing up? Do you want to die?!" The supervisor glanced at the whip in his hand.

Xuanyuan Po said: "Please, let this old man go, save this child."

The people of the Qishan tribe looked at him in shame and shock.

The Qishan people did not step forward to help their own people, but the Liangshan people spoke up.

The supervisor sneered: "Let's go? Save her? Why, anyway, they can't do much work when they are alive. They can save a little food when they die."

The old man looked at the tall young man in front of him and said, "My good boy, you should leave quickly. I can just beg. It doesn't matter if I die, but I just don't care about my little granddaughter."

Xuanyuan Po lowered his head and said, "Please."

Xuanyuan Po's clansmen stood there, clenched their fists, and looked at their young patriarch.

In his life, almost every request for help was for his clansmen.

This is his responsibility.

"Please?! Hahahaha!" The supervisor laughed loudly, "How can you beg if you don't kneel down?"

People grit their teeth.

Who didn't know, from the very beginning, the supervisor targeted Xuanyuan Po, asked him to carry the heaviest stone, beat him with a whip, but failed to make him kneel down.

Xuanyuan Po raised his eyes and looked at him.

The supervisor sneered and said, "What? Get out if you don't want to! I didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Po's legs bent and he knelt down.

"Patriarch!" The people behind couldn't help making a sound.

Xuanyuan Po knelt straight: "Please, save that little girl and let that old man go."

Seeing him kneeling down, the supervisor smiled maliciously and said, "Kowtow a few heads to see!"

All gritted their teeth.

Is it really worth kneeling and kowtowing for such a stranger?

The tall young man lowered his head, then kowtowed.

The cold wind was rustling, passing through the rocks in bursts, making noises, the surrounding was silent, only the young man kowtowed.

The supervisor looked at Xuanyuan Po and kowtowed, and then said: "Seeing that you kowtow to me like a dog, I will give you a chance. If you can transport all the stones here before dawn, then I will let this one go." How about forcing someone to come and take a look at this little one, the old man?"

All the rocks here? !

Looking around, there are at least a thousand stones here, and it is several kilometers away from that place. It is simply impossible for him to transport all the stones there before dawn!
Xuanyuan Po raised his eyes to look at those huge stones.

The supervisor smiled and said, "Don't do it? Forget it, anyway..."

Xuanyuan Po stood up: "I'll do it."

After he finished speaking, he turned around without saying a word, and then walked towards a stone. In order to carry the stone here, people used a chisel to chisel it into several pieces during the day, but now...

Xuanyuan Po stretched out his hand and grabbed the edge of the stone. Then, when he stretched out his hand, veins popped out. Then he lifted the boulder and threw it at himself. Everyone heard a slight "click", and then, the young man His legs trembled, then he stabilized, and then he walked towards the round platform in one breath.

To be able to lift such a huge boulder, this young man's force must not be low. He can easily escape, but he cannot let go of his own people after all.

The young man walked forward quickly, then piled the stones in the center of the round platform, then quickly returned, and then began to carry the second huge stone.

The third piece, the fourth piece, the fifth piece...

Time passed slowly, the boy's wrist was completely red and swollen, and layers of blood were rubbed off on his shoulder.

When the transfer reached 300 yuan, most of the night had passed.And even though Xuanyuan Po didn't let out a cry of pain, everyone knew that this young man's physical strength was rapidly disappearing.

The blood under the feet left traces.

Except for the Liangshan immigrant and the Qishan tribe who stood by, the others gathered slowly and looked at Xuanyuan Po in surprise.

The supervisor sat there, feeling everyone's gaze, which made him more arrogant and arrogant.

The whip in his hand hit Xuanyuan Po's body: "Hurry up!"

The girl beside Xuanyuan Po couldn't help but ask again: "Why are you beating him?"

"Why, do you want to be beaten?" The supervisor gave the girl a cold look.

The girl wanted to speak angrily, but Xuanyuan Po immediately said, "I will hurry up."

After speaking, he took a quick step.

The supervisor's attention was drawn away by Xuanyuan Po, so he didn't look at the girl again.

The girl looked at Xuanyuan Po whose calves were trembling, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes fiercely, then quickly ran over to the boulder, and stretched out her hand, wanting to move it.

She wants to help him.

Seeing her like this, the supervisor smiled coldly: "Oh? Help? If you can help, you can help, as long as you can move it."

The girl stubbornly bit her lip, holding back her tears, but she still couldn't move the boulder even half an inch, and her tears fell down "papapapa".

Why is she so weak? !Why!
Seeing the girl desperately fighting for her life, the Liangshan clan couldn't bear it any longer. They stepped forward and rolled up their sleeves: "Let's help!"

Seeing other people's houses look like this, the people of the Qishan tribe rolled up their sleeves one after another.

People have become what they are now to help them, why do they have the face to stand on the sidelines?

In an instant, everyone rushed up one after another. If one person couldn't lift it, there would be five people, and if five people couldn't lift it, there would be ten people.

There were only a few stars in the sky, and a few torches were planted in the huge place. The exhausted people of the two tribes stood up again, and staggered towards the round platform step by step.

Xuanyuan Po turned around, looked at everyone, then clenched his fist and said, "To live."

Everyone looked at him, gritted their teeth, and moved on.

In order to live, they can endure humiliation; in order to live, they can also work together.

Living is the easiest and most difficult thing in this world.

(End of this chapter)