Chapter 37: Murder
For two years, he has been wanting to leave the capital city that trapped him, and Qiong'er finally achieved his wish today. Although he left the city gate, he had an extra rope around his neck, his hands were trapped, and his ankles were shackled.
Although the two soldiers in front of them did not abuse Qiong'er, they only dragged her like an animal and kept walking forward.
The two of them had been chatting in the Moon Dynasty dialect, talking about the Xue family and the princess, and occasionally looked back at the woman who had been silent and just trying to keep up.
It seems that because Qiong'er has not reacted, the two of them feel bored and pull people to go faster. After all, Qiong'er hasn't walked for a few months, and has been drugged with a soft body, and she is not suitable for such a long journey. In addition, the iron shackles on the ankles are really bulky, and they can keep up at first, but they are more and more faltering later.
Until she couldn't keep up with the pace anymore, and one fell to the ground.
"Hey, that's bad luck!" Lao Cheng's soldiers came over to check the dome that had fainted on the ground, "I don't know when I will be able to go to Yin City!" ”
The slightly younger one didn't care about this, brushed the firmament's hair, looked at the fair skin and swallowed his saliva, "What if it's early?" Aren't you going to come back and escort the next batch? The hand touched the face of the dome, "This girl is really good"
It's been a long way to leave the capital, it's okay to stop and rest, the old soldier pulled the young boy, "Shanzi, this trip has been explained, and it must be sent over there alive!" ”
The young man was reluctant to bear the soft skin in his hands, squatted in place and refused to leave, "Third brother, I promise not to kill her." ”
Before Liu Sangen came out this time, he was specially beaten. This woman has a special identity, if anything happens to her, her own family will have to be buried with her, so he will not let Shanzi touch this woman casually. There is only one widow in this kid's family, and because she is very poor, she has not been able to marry until now. This old young man is a little perverted in his heart, he doesn't care about meat and vegetables, and every time he escorts a prisoner, he has let him spoil it.
Although he had never been with a kid before, Liu Sangen had heard that there were a few times when the prisoner failed to make it to the place alive, and for the sake of the lives of the people in the family, it was impossible for him to let this perverted boy touch the woman on the ground.
"You should be honest with Lao Tzu, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!"
Liu Sangen's tone hardened, and Shanzi was also a little afraid, after all, this Liu Sangen was their head, and his kung fu was better than his own. scolded a few words of 'old stick' with hatred in his heart, and then spread his hand to help Liu Sangen cut some dry branches in the nearby woods and came back to set up a fire to keep warm.
Qiong'er was fed a few sips of hot water and came to her senses. took a hard steamed bun handed to him by Liu Sangen, ate the remaining hot water, and felt a little strength in his body.
After resting for an hour, Liu San asked Shanzi to pack up the pots and bowls, and then went on the road again.
"Brother San, we have to leave quickly, find an inn as soon as possible so that we don't have to sleep in the snow!" Shanzi is also used to walking long distances, and when he looks at the gloomy sky, he knows that it is going to snow.
Liu Sangen nodded, pulling the rope of the dome and speeding up his pace.
The snow really fell two hours later, and Liu Sangen and Shanzi dragged the frozen dome in a hurry, and finally arrived at a post station to settle down.
It is said to be a post station, but in fact, it is so close to the capital, and those who are in a hurry generally go directly into the city and will not stay here. In addition, seeing that it is coming to the end of the year, the merchants have already gone home to wait for the New Year, and the official family will not go out at this time.
Yi Cheng is a lean old man surnamed Zhao, not tall, and he is very familiar with Liu San, "Liu Ye is detaining people again?" ”
Liu Sangen nodded and patted the snowflakes on his body, "Old rules, three rooms!" ”
Old man Zhao nodded in response, "Okay, no problem." At this time, no one lives, so you can have as many rooms as you want! He turned around and shouted at the courtyard, "Guangzi, go and light the charcoal basins in the three rooms on the left, clean up and let Liu Ye live with them!" ”
"Master Liu, eat first and then enter the house, right?"
Liu San even liked that this old man Zhao would come to trouble, "Well, I'm hungry, get more affordable things!" ”
"Okay, don't worry. We just boiled lamb bone soup today, and the next soup cake is just warm! He settled the three of them in the main hall, turned around and went to the kitchen.
The soup was ready-made, and not long after Old Man Zhao entered the kitchen, he appeared with a bowl on the left and a bowl on the right.
Liu Sangen and Shanzi unceremoniously shook off their cheeks and ate, and Qiong'er was also given a bowl of soup cakes, but unfortunately his hands were still trapped, so he could only lie down on the edge of the bowl and keep sucking. My hair fell into the bowl, and I didn't manage to take a few puffs.
Old man Zhao looked at her pitifully tight, "Master Liu, this prisoner can't eat it!" ”
Liu San glanced at the dome tied to him, thought about it, and unwrapped the rope on the dome's hand, "Let's eat!" ”
Qiong'er turned her bruised wrist, and her stiff wrist picked up the soup bowl and took a small sip of the soup cake.
"Shopkeeper, stay in the hotel!" Five people suddenly came in the main hall, dressed in ordinary linen, as if they were men in a hurry home for the New Year.
"Hey, where are you going? How did you rush to this time? Old man Zhao greeted him warmly.
As soon as these people heard what they said, they knew that they were from civilian backgrounds, and even the post station was used as an ordinary inn to live, Liu San stared at the past and took it back, and continued to eat soup cakes with confidence.
When the men sat down to eat, Liu Sangen and Shanzi, who were full of food and drink, didn't care whether Qiong'er was full or not, so they took Qiong'er back to the room to rest.
In the middle of the night, the dome's room was opened. A figure slipped in gently, closed the door and touched the side of the bed, and pounced on it.
The sleeping figure on the bed did not move, and the man immediately unbuttoned his pants excitedly, and was about to pounce. There was a sudden pop, and before the man could make a sound, he fell stiffly.
Someone seemed to pull out a dagger in the darkness, stand in front of the bed for a few moments, and then disappear outside the door.
For a long time, there was no sound in the room. Qiong'er slowly opened her eyes, she had long been accustomed to seeing things in the dark, and looked at a male corpse on her body, which was the mountain that escorted her during the day.
Her hands were tied to the head of the bed, and she couldn't push the man, so she could only turn to one side, letting the weight on her body slide down on the bed.
In the past, when I was in Tianliu Mountain, I had also encountered the situation of dead people under the mountain, but I had never slept with a corpse, especially the warm liquid was penetrating my thin jacket. Qiong'er couldn't help but glance at Shanzi beside her again, and the whites of her unwilling eyes were so clear in the darkness that her heart jumped wildly.
If it weren't for the fact that person was already waiting in the house, maybe it was himself who did it just now, right? Thinking that the person next to him might die at his own hands, Qiong'er quickly turned around and spit out a few times, ignoring the constant smell of blood and calming his frightened mind.
Sure enough, someone followed them, and the unintentional glimpse of themselves in the woods during the day, the shadow they saw was really not their own dazzle.