Release that Witch

The number of people who came to pick up the second meal was a little more, but fortunately the three had been waiting in the square and grabbed a more advanced position.

Until they really joined the lineup, Snakes understood why these fences had to be replaced by a speaker on the stage around the wooden platform. They were still talking about the new policy. They probably listened to him before they received the porridge. It doesn't stop.

The crowd slowly moved forward and waited for about a quarter of an hour, and he finally got around the wooden platform.

"Extend the right hand back," said the guard who was waiting here.

After the snake tooth was done, the other party pressed a seal on the back of his hand.

"next."

The wooden fence spreads here to open on both sides, and it is surrounded by an open area, but the queue is still not over. Everyone receives the wooden bowls under the guidance of the guards, porridge, and goes to the other end to drink porridge and put the bowl. It is hard to believe that this orderly order is actually created by ordinary civilians and mice.

The snake's teeth looked back and looked at the long line behind the eyes. The bottom of my heart could not help but raise a sense of absurdity, as if they were not begging for the charity of others, but to complete a solemn ceremony.

"What did he print on us?" The tiger's claws poked their heads from behind, "I can't wipe them off."

"Probably prevent us from repeating the queue after drinking porridge," he grinned.

There are high camps on the periphery of the open space. Through the fire, you can see that many people are busy in the air. From time to time, some people carry the heavy wooden barrels to the long wooden table next to the fence, and then the guards give each person obvious food. They are all cooked now. When the white porridge is poured into the bowl, the snake's hands can't help but tremble.

How long has he not tasted overheated food?

The porridge is not strong, and there is no added leaf and seasoning, but the white porridge noodles and the overflowing scent have already made his mouth stop. Compared to the black bread mixed with stones and chaff, the food in the bowl made him realize the long-lost sweetness again.

Oops, my eyes started to get sour again.

Don't care about the hot tongue, the snake tooth drank a bowl of porridge two or three times, and also licked the bottom of the bowl. Although the bottom of my heart had the urge to run back and ask for a bowl, but he saw the guards around him, he finally dismissed the idea. Reluctantly put the wooden bowl into the designated basin, he followed the crowd out of the fence area.

There is actually a wooden platform at the exit, and the preachers on it are enthusiastically answering questions from everyone.

Probably there was warm food in the stomach, and even the cold wind that was boasted was not as sloppy as before. The three snakes could not help but slow down and followed the crowd slowly to the wooden platform.

"Why do you ask the prince to give relief food? This question is well asked!" the man said, "Because His Highness is determined to completely remove the mice from the fortress, those who have been coerced by rats, have to obey them for food." The people can be completely liberated and no longer need to be threatened by them! At the same time, some families with insufficient food can also overcome the difficulties! This is the kindness of His Royal Highness!"

"But you said before, the porridge is only put to the end of the evil moon, what should I do after that?" someone asked aloud.

The sound of the scene suddenly subsided a lot, most people will be waiting for the other party's answer, the snake teeth also raised their ears.

"It's very simple! You can feed yourself!" The speaker laughed.

"Do you... feed yourself?"

"I don't want to farm."

"Adult, can you speak more clearly?"

"Don't worry, let me tell you slowly!" He waved his hand. "After the end of the evil month, the long song fortress and the border town will be merged into a new city. The middle land needs a lot of workers to open and build. This is your feeding. Your own method! Labor, only labor can create wealth, only labor can change fate! You will get a stable salary, this money can not only support themselves, but also support the family! At the same time, His Royal Highness promises that all have a formal The people who work will be accepted as the people of the new city!"

His words stirred up waves in the crowd, and the snakes felt their hearts fluttering.

"Yes, I know what you are thinking," the preacher whispered. "There are a lot of mice among you...or the people who are forced to become mice, but it doesn't matter. Through labor, you will Get a new life without having to sneak a life in the ground without seeing it, and don't worry about being sent to the gallows one day. You can rely on your own hands to get a proper return, whether it's food, clothing... or even a place. Shelter from the wind and rain!"

"Adults... as long as you are willing to work?"

He smiled and nodded. "There are dozens of people who want to go down to the temple, so... yes, as long as you are willing to work."

The snake tooth suddenly felt that he seemed to understand something.

......

In the next few days, the three of them will go to the central square to receive the porridge at noon, and the number of urban residents who heard the news is increasing, almost occupying half of the square. Of course, some people are not coming for food. They just want to witness the end of the black street mouse.

The fortress is almost like a holiday every day.

When the noodle porridge was released, the other side of the square was followed by trial and execution.

As the woman in the white robe said... No mouse can escape their pursuit. The snake tooth saw the figure of Kanash in the trial. His face was pale and he trembled slightly on the platform. A sultry look.

Then he was shattered in the roar of the iron pipe.

In addition to Kanash, there are many big people who have just heard of names.

For example, **** hands, such as iron crows, such as the open blade... are all fierce kings in the Black Street. Their performance is not much better than Kanash. The death of every Rat King will raise people's warm cheers. In the end, the onlookers will sing the slogan of His Royal Highness and send the perpetrators to justice.

On the fourth day, the snake tooth saw Joe again. He looked completely healthy and the four excitedly hugged together.

"Where have you been in these few days?"

"I don't know," Joe shook his head. "At the time, my head was confused. When I woke up, I was already lying in a tent. The head didn't hurt. The next step was to eat, sleep, and burn. There are several patients like me. There are actually dried meat in the porridge. I almost swallowed my tongue for the first time."

"There is such a good thing?" Tiger claws blinked. "Hell, I want to get a cold epidemic!"

"In short, it will be good to survive," Kwai Xin said comfortably.

After everyone sighed, the snake tooth suddenly said, "When the evil moon is over, I am looking for a job."

"Maybe those nobles are just fooling us. There may be various additional requirements when they go," Tiger Claws said. "You see the Second Army soldiers and police officers who have begun recruiting now. Fixed address, and innocent life, no sin, even stealing is not allowed, did not take us into consideration."

The snake tooth shook his head and did not answer. The things mentioned in the announcement are becoming a little bit of reality. He realizes that the so-called new town of His Royal Highness may be far from his imagination. In this short and long period of time, he has gradually felt the change.

If the preacher is all true, can he also get a small foothold in the new city? If I can get rid of the identity of the mouse, when I see the white paper again, it will not make her feel embarrassed, right? (To be continued.)