Whew-

The autumn wind howls at night, and the simple cottage in the deep mountains and old forests is full of ghosts, and the pungent smell of smoke fills the mountain.

The ten miles away are uninhabited, and the set fire to the premises will not attract any attention.

"Uh......"

Under the big tree in the courtyard of the village, Wang Ying, who was tied by the nightingale into a tortoiseshell, slowly woke up, and the scab on her head did not seep again, but she still had a splitting headache.

Wang Ying has been walking in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and has never been so seriously injured, she wanted to shout 'Brother Zhang', but she was gagged, and after the dim fire in front of her came into view, she suddenly came back to her senses.

In front of me is a cottage that has lived for a few months, but it has been changed beyond recognition, many houses have become smoking ruins, in the courtyard in front of me, there is a little girl holding the bedding and clothes of the village brothers, and throwing them to the place where they can't see the back.

The pungent smoke was mixed with a slight peculiar smell, like the smell of burnt meat......

！！！

Wang Ying's eyes were full of horror, she didn't even dare to breathe, her instinct for survival made her want to struggle, but her hands and feet were tied and hung upside down, and it was difficult to even move.

"Childe, it stinks when people burn, don't you get ...... if you throw it directly on the road?"

"No matter if people die, it is easy to cause plagues, and if people come and bump into them, something will happen......

The sound of conversation came, which frightened Wang Ying, because the man's voice was sitting on the big tree behind him, close at hand.

All are dead......

Why am I still alive......

Could it be ......

Wang Ying showed a bit of despair in her heart, if this man coveted her appearance and didn't kill her together, then the next thing she faced might be worse than death.

It's just that Wang Ying still underestimated the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, and the next words made her directly frightened:

"Childe, why didn't this woman burn together? Could it be that you have a crush on other people's looks and want to ......"

"What nonsense, we are chivalrous, how can we do things that insult women, and how can we go through the rivers and lakes when we spread the word?"

"Then what are you keeping her for?"

"These bandits wear gold and silver for this woman, and their martial arts are also good, I'm afraid they are taking the lead. As the saying goes, 'the most poisonous woman's heart', these people robbed the road and killed a lot of innocent people, so it was too cheap to burn her, so she had to deter the surrounding Xiaoxiao, lest anyone do evil things again......"

"What about cutting off your head?"

"The head will rot after a few days, peel off the skin and send it to the county office, make an adult skin drum and put it outside the county office, and ensure that no one will dare to make a mistake in the next few decades......"

！！！

Wang Ying's eyes widened, she didn't even dare to breathe a little harder, and tried her best to break free from the rope in her hand and escape, but to no avail, just like a pig cub who was pressed on a stool to be slaughtered during the Chinese New Year.

"It's disgusting to peel ......"

"What are you afraid of, we are doing a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people, we are not afraid of shadows, and the border army is still piling up Beijing when we fight, and we are not praised by the people......"

The pungent smoke was accompanied by creepy words, Wang Ying's face was as white as paper, she couldn't struggle, and finally couldn't help but let out a cry of 'woo-'.

"Yo~ Wake up, let's do it!"

"Good Childe ......"

"Woo-woo-"

Wang Ying, who was hanging upside down from the book, had a frightened look in her eyes, struggled violently and writhed, and wanted to beg for mercy to explain that she had not killed anyone, so she grabbed a few clothes, but she was gagged and couldn't open her mouth.

A figure of a man appeared in front of him, holding a skinning knife from the stockade.

"Woo-"

Wang Ying's eyes were full of pleading and fear, her hair hung down on the ground, and her whole body was shaking.

The man in front of him didn't pay attention to her shouts at all, and looked up and down a few times with a knife:

"Does peeling start from the beginning, or does it start with the feet?"

The little maid next to her also appeared, wearing an apron, as if she was afraid of being splashed with blood:

"Killing pigs is hanging upside down, so it should start with the feet...... Why do you peel when you wake up? ”

"Naturally you have to be awake when you are skinned alive, like Ling Chi, this female thief must have hurt a lot of people, what is the difference between being dizzy and being cut directly......

As she spoke, Wang Ying felt that her feet were being held, and the cold blade was pressed against it, and the stinging pain suddenly came.

"Woo-woo-"

Wang Ying straightened up, her wrists were almost broken by ropes, did her snot and tears come down, and she fainted after a few convulsions.

It's a pity that not long after I fainted, a bucket of water was splashed on my face.

"Woo-"

Wang Ying woke up and found that she was still in Shura Hell, stimulated by despair and desire to survive, she made a crying sound, but she was gagged at this time, and even crying was an extravagant hope.

"It doesn't seem right, you have to let blood when you kill a pig, and it seems that it is not good to peel the blood gourd from your feet......"

The man crouched down in front of her, grabbed her by the hair, and put the knife to her ear again.

There will inevitably be no one to rescue the deep mountains and old forests, Wang Ying was a little lucky at this moment, at least she died quickly from the beginning.

But immediately the little maid next to her shook her head:

"Peel yourself twice from the head and die."

"It's also ......"

The man stood up again and began to stab his foot again.

After going back and forth, Wang Ying's mind collapsed directly, and she didn't even have the strength to struggle, just whining and crying.

Fortunately, on the endless road, a cut on the foot had just been cut, and an anxious shout came from under the cottage:

"Ying'er! Ying'er—"

Wang Ying, who had lost her soul, suddenly came back to her senses, and then looked in the direction of the mountain, hysterically crazy as if she was 'whining'.

"Childe, there are accomplices, what should I do?"

"Go see ......"

"It seems that he is a powerful person, and he may not be able to beat ......"

"The stockade has burned, let's go first......"

"What about this woman?"

"Kill it!"

Wang Ying, who was whimpering wildly, suddenly stopped when she heard this, and just wanted to beg when she turned around, even if it was delayed for a while, as long as she waited for her husband to come over, she would be saved.

But as soon as he turned his head, he was stabbed in the body, and the severe pain filled his heart in an instant.

"Whew-"

A muffled snort.

Two figures disappeared into the night.

Soon, the swordsman Zhang Deng ran into the stockade with a short knife, saw Wang Ying's tragic situation, pounced and wailed, and trembled to untie the rope to treat his injuries.

Wang Ying couldn't even say anything except crying, she just hugged her husband, who had been dependent on her for more than ten years, and cried......

In the mountains and forests in the distance, Xu Buling and Nightingale stood side by side behind a big tree, carefully watching the situation between the flames and the smoke.

The nightingale unfastened her little apron and said softly:

"After such a time, the woman who is so ambitious must have taken her heart, but such a woman deserves to die, so there is no need to help."

Xu Buling shook his head: "I look at people very accurately, Zhang Deng is a person who values love and righteousness, and martial arts are also on the stage, but he is not a lady when he meets people, and it is a pity that he is trapped by love." Say hello to home, find an opportunity to contact, and go to Suzhou to do things for me in the future, and if you use it well, you will also be a fierce general. ”

The nightingale nodded, and carefully wrote it down in the little notebook......