Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Secret Passage Behind the Stone Chamber
I leaned down and carefully looked at Brother Lang's mouth, which was clearly trapped by the silk thread pulled out by Yexun.
His blackened, rotten teeth were filled with stinking saliva, and his tongue was tightly wrapped in silk threads.
"Lord Night, he, his tongue is trapped, as if, can't speak!" I pointed at him and said tentatively to Yexun.
Yexun didn't pay attention to him, but instead grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me back, "Don't be deceived by him, since he is a demon spirit, he will definitely not rely on his tongue to speak!"
I blinked, patted my head in realization, how could I forget this stubble?
The demon spirit's clumsy tricks were seen through by us, and the miserable appearance of whimpering just now immediately turned into an expressionless and resentful appearance.
"Come on, maybe Uncle Ben will consider letting you go!" I put my hands in my sleeves and kicked him without much irritation.
Catching a glimpse of the sudden movement of the barrier where the woman had just been placed, I glanced at Yexun, then turned to check on the woman.
The woman's mood was much better, but she was still very weak, and she lay on her back on the ground, staring at me with a blank look in her eyes.
I half-crouched down and raised my hand to disperse the barrier that was covering her, "Are you awake, do you feel better?"
"Little brother, are you a god?" said the woman suddenly, uttering this illogical sentence.
I carefully touched my face, thinking that I was now dressed as a man, "Why do you think I'm a fairy?"
She smiled slightly and gently stroked her stomach, "The young man who risked his life to save me and this child in fire and water is like a savior bodhisattva to me." ”
I hooked the corners of my mouth embarrassedly, "What is the origin of the person who grabbed you, do you know?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the woman, whose face had just softened slightly, suddenly showed fear again: "That place is a living hell!"
As soon as these words came out, her body suddenly trembled, and I was worried that her posture would not be good for the fetus, so I reached out and helped her to sit up with difficulty.
The woman sat against the stone wall, her breath was very uneven, and cold sweat fell from her forehead to her robe.
I was smooth and cheering for her, for fear that her adjusted emotions would suddenly turn her back on the stimulus.
"Don't worry, it's safe here, even if they catch up, I'll keep you safe!" I comforted her softly.
"Little brother, no, Lord Immortal, you must save the Imperial City, save the women trapped in the underground of King Chen's Mansion, they are still suffering!"
The woman held my hand so hard that large tears mixed with cold sweat fell on the back of my hand.
There was no sound on Yexun's side, and when I looked at him, he had already shaken off the empty big knife and hook lock and walked towards me.
When they looked at each other, he nodded at me.
I looked at the woman and said firmly, "We will definitely save them, but before that, you must tell us what you have seen and known, shall you?"
The woman looked tense in grief, resisting the urge to cry and nodded.
"I turned out to be the daughter of a salt merchant in this imperial city, and like those girls trapped in the underground of King Chen's mansion, we are all women who are not yet married."
"Huh?" I widened my eyes in amazement and pointed incredulously at her now round and bulging abdomen, "Isn't this already pregnant?"
There was an obscure look in the woman's eyes, more sad than sad: "I have been kidnapped and imprisoned for almost a year and a half, the ground is cold and damp, the sky is dark, and the only thing that can let me know the time is that the prisoner comes to eat every day.
I relied on this to keep track of the time, once a day, before and after maybe more than 500 or how much, it may not be accurate, but that number was the only thought that sustained me, day and night, to be able to get out of there. ”
The people who kidnapped us were not from the Central Plains, but a group of strange people who spoke difficult languages, and they all had the fur of many animals on their bodies, and they looked like a strong bear in winter.
They drew strange talismanic patterns on us with cinnabar, and then the men who were dressed as thick bears came and insulted us every day
One of the men who could speak a little Central Plains dialect said that they called it picking yin and supplementing yang, and they also called us furnace ding.
They also say that our bodies only serve for a year and a half, and that we will be free from then on.
During this period, several sisters who were tortured and did not look like people were taken away, and some girls who had children were also taken away and never returned.
I really thought that they were free again, and I looked forward to that day day by day.
Until one day, I began to feel sick myself, and the patterns and spell marks drawn in cinnabar on my body gradually faded.
I thought about the signs of the previous sisters' pregnancy, and I guessed that I should have been in the middle of it, and I looked forward with joy to the day when I would be able to leave that hell on earth.
It's true that just a few days ago, a few little guys in Tibetan clothes came and took me away, but it wasn't the sunshine and the world outside that greeted me.
They turned around and locked me up in another room, where I saw the Tibetan woman who was sitting first in the stands yesterday.
She ordered my clothes to be stripped clean, and I hung myself hand and foot, caressing my bulging belly almost madly.
She had words in her mouth, and her hands were stained with blood-stained red ointment and drew a big talisman on me, and then she danced and danced for a long time.
Later, another servant brought a basin of water, and without saying a word, she poured it all on me, and the bright red and smelly red paste was washed away by the water, leaving only a faint mark.
When the Tibetan woman saw the mark, her face immediately changed
Then gradually, I saw the mighty procession with maid guards all the way, descending from the void on the other side to the center of the ghost market.
Could it be that something really happened?
I chuckled in my heart, "Leopard Tail, tell me well, what was the state of Lord Night when you saw him?"
The leopard's tail twitched and blew his nose, this cry, his mung bean eyes, which were not big, were a little puffy, and they only had a vision range of two folds wide, but now they were advanced and tossed into a ray of sky.
"Lord Night was a little strange at the time, but according to what you just guessed, Lord Night must have been unable to hold it in front of the fairy, so he pretended to be soft-footed, picked up a reason, and could naturally lean in the fairy's arms!"
After that, the leopard's eyes showed the same admiration and yearning as before, and he couldn't help but sigh, "It's really a veteran!"
I don't have time to fix the leopard's tail right now, and my mind has fallen into the distance, a crowd of ghosts that are surrounded by water and now look restless.
What's going on over there, why is the team that landed in a huge way just now gone?
Is Yexun with them?