Mao Zheng, single cast.

The prison of the dead slaves is wide open, and the car is like flowing water and fire like a dragon.

Dozens of carriages carrying cages lined up from the gate of the prison to a palace gate behind the prison.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Before Chenzheng, the dead slaves must be transported to Yuhuatai! ”

Staring at the cage on the last carriage covered by a huge white cloth, a soldier walked to the gate of the prison and replied to Zhang Tong, the court lieutenant of the dead slave prison: "Yu Tingwei, the dead slave has been loaded, please give the order to depart." ”

I heard the bell and drum in the distance and just rang, and the time for the dead slave to set off was almost up, so Zhang Tong nodded and gave the order to set off.

After a while, the soldier raised his head and raised his voice to announce to the foreign minister: "The auspicious time has come, and the train will depart——"

"Wait!"

A rough voice suddenly came from the front with the sound of swift footsteps, and the soldier was conscious, and he couldn't help but raise his head to look at it, only to see Turgeler, the deputy general under the command of Spaka, coming with a knife.

Turgele saluted Zhang Tingwei and said straight to the point: "Zhang Tingwei, the last general came here this time to inspect the car." I'm afraid I'm going to delay Captain Tingwei a little time! ”

"Car inspection?" Turgele did not go to defend the city, but came to the post of court captain, and the soldiers couldn't help but wonder: "Zhang Tingwei is a court captain in prison, in this ceremony, the chief secretary transported the dead slaves to Yuhuatai to worship the sky, why bother the general to come to inspect the car?" ”

Zhang Tong gestured to the soldiers on the side to show silence, then stepped forward and asked Turgele Zhengse: "I don't know who General Turgele came this time?" ”

"Naturally, it is on the orders of the monarch to pass on the monarch's dictation! The monarch said that in order to ensure the smooth progress of the sacrifice of the dead slaves in Yuhuatai, the last general of the special dispatch came to inspect the car! ”

Turgler, with the leopard's head held high and the tiger's whiskers fluttering, said confidently.

Hearing this, the soldiers only felt very annoyed, with Zhang Tingwei in charge, why did he need a deputy to inspect the car, the monarch's approach was too abrupt.

Thinking that the situation was not good, he immediately obstructed: "Captain Fang Cai has already inspected the car, why should the general do this!" The monarch has issued an order, and Mao is setting off, and there must be no mistake! If the general has to inspect the car, delay the drive, and delay the time to sacrifice to the sky, I am afraid that he will not be able to afford to suffer! ”

"We are also here by order, if something happens to these dead slaves, how should I deal with them in front of the monarch?"

Turgele glanced at some of the soldiers behind him, and said in a suffocating tone.

Seeing that the soldiers were about to collide again, Zhang Tong immediately raised his hand towards Na Turgele and said, "Then please ask General Turgele to please!" The general finished the inspection earlier, and the lieutenant Ben Tingwei also left early. ”

Hearing this, Turgele rolled his eyes slightly, smiled with satisfaction, and then led his troops towards the carriage.

"This ......" looked at the calm lieutenant, and then looked at the Turgele who was leaving, and the soldiers of the direct religion were anxious and helpless.

I thought that if Turgele found out, the court lieutenant had already replaced the dead slaves who were physically and mentally sound and unjustly imprisoned in advance, and replaced them with the old, weak, sick, and disabled, and unforgivable ones, and passed the matter to the monarch, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Turgele lifted the first or two cages close to him and looked at them, and realized that something was not quite right, and some soldiers who had counted the number of people ran over to tell him, which could not help but make him wonder about his rebirth.

He walked up to Zhang Tingwei and asked: "The last general remembers that there are more than 300 people in this dead slave prison, why is the number of dead slaves only more than 100 in the cars before and after?" ”

"The former court lieutenant strictly enforced the law and tortured endlessly, and when this court lieutenant took over the prison of the dead slaves, most of the dead slaves in this prison had already died." Zhang Tong explained calmly.

Turgeer was skeptical, and then asked: "Even so, why are the dead slaves in this cage dying one by one?" ”

"In the prison of the dead slaves, the environment is harsh, like a cold hell, even if the body is beaten with iron, it cannot compete with the suffering of this hell. Moreover, they already knew that their death was near, and they had already lost the motivation to live. If it were General Turgele, would the general still be as full of energy as he was? Zhang Tong said lightly.

"You!" Tugeler suddenly felt extremely ashamed, his burning eyes swept into the prison, and said in a low voice: "The pawn will inevitably be careless when doing things!" The last general feels that there must be a omission in this dead slave prison! ”

Then he waved his hand and raised his voice to order: "Come on! Go to prison with Ben to investigate! ”

Seeing that this was not good, Zhang Tong's eyebrows tightened, and he was thinking about countermeasures, when he suddenly heard a long call behind him.

"General Turgele, don't come unharmed!"

Tugler stopped, waved his hand back, looked at Chaba Po Zephyr, who had come out of prison, and replied, "Lord Chaba! ”

"Fang came out of the major dungeons and saw General Tugler. The west wind is far away, and the general is not to blame. ”

Breaking the west wind held the halberd, walked in front of Turgele, and said slowly.

"You and I have both walked out of the command of General Spaka, and we are former comrades-in-arms who fought side by side on the battlefield, how can the last general blame you." Turgele was perfunctory, and suddenly doubted: "Lord Chaba just said that he just surveyed from the major dungeons?" ”

"Exactly." Breaking Zephyr replied.

Hearing the two of them facing each other, Zhang Tong's ears were scorched red, and his eyebrows were furrowed even tighter.

"I wonder what's going on in prison?" Turgeler asked.

"After a personal examination, there is nothing missing from the prison." Breaking the west wind is convinced to return. Seeing that Turgele's eyes were a little hesitant, he couldn't help but smile and said, "The general doesn't even believe me?" I inherit the glory of General Spaka, and I have been assigned to the post of prison secretary for several years, I do things, and the general can rest assured! ”

Tugler lowered his eyes for a moment, and immediately reacted: "Send the master to do something, and the general will naturally rest assured!" Well, since there is nothing missing from the prison, then the general will go back to his life! ”

After saluting in two places, Tugler led the troops to evacuate the prison of the dead slaves, and seeing this, everyone's hearts settled down slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the carriage also set off again, and slowly drove out of the palace gate like a dragon.

Standing in front of the gate of the dead slave prison, the cold wind blew his official robe "rattling", and in the afterglow, looking at the figure of breaking the west wind and preparing for the horse, Zhang Tong's eyebrows were faintly puzzled......

Her universe was dead silent, and all she could hear was the sound of the waves. Everything seemed to be calm and calm, slowly smoothing her panicked mood......

"Xi Bao'er, come back......"

"Uncle, can you just see a strong man beating this? The headband is white and the skin is dark, not like a local! ”

"Mode, Mode...... O Treasure! ”

“……”

"Where are you, Xibao'er? Come back, it's dark......"

"Uncle, what are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for my fine treasure, he lost it, lost ......"

“…… Uncle, the river is windy and frosty, go back quickly! ”

……

"Where are you, uncle? Why can't I see you anymore? Old man......"

"Treasure ......"

… …

"Wow"!

The sound of the crashing waves on the riverbank pulled her out of her dreamlike memories.

The river wind blew like a blade on her body, and she shivered with pain.

The whole body was cold, as if lying on a piece of ice, and the bone-eating cold pierced her nerves over and over again, and she had to open her eyes and explore the world again.

In the distance, the gray sky and the vast expanse of water form a line, and the line of sight slowly advances, undulating and undulating.

She found herself lying on a painting boat floating on the water.

Slowly propping up his body, he felt a little weak, his head was also swollen, and there was even a slight pain, "hiss......"

How did she end up here?

Isn't she chasing the murderer?

She remembered that she had been running towards the south of Yuhuatai until she reached the bank of the Qinhuai River, and suddenly the person disappeared......

No, she vaguely remembered that she seemed to have met an old man on the causeway, "Xi Bao'er, Xi Bao'er......"

The old man seemed to be looking for his child, and then, and then......

She fused all her memories and tried to think about it, and at this time, she couldn't help but sniff, only to feel that there seemed to be an ember, and the wisps of it diffused into her nose.

She looked inquisitively, and in the afterglow, the outline of an old man's back suddenly appeared.

Wearing a felt hat and sackcloth, he sat at the bow of the boat, about seven paces away from her.

In front of him, there were dots and dots, blown up by the wind from time to time, and the wisps of cold smoke melted into a fog, which made people look so depressed.

She got up, took a slightly stiff step, and approached silently.

"Excuse me......"

When she saw the pile of burning paper money, she was stunned.

"The girl is awake."

Turning her gaze obliquely, peeking at her face, she couldn't help but feel a "pop" in her heart......

The old man was over the age of old, his face was like a tree, as if he had crawled out of a coffin, and the deep and shallow wrinkles on his forehead were innumerable, as if the soil had been barren for thousands of years.

She almost screamed......

Dark yellow spots, large and small, bright and dark, irregular, spread from the forehead to the entire face, and finally crawl all the way to the neck!

"Who are you? How did I end up here? Fear turned to courage, and she took a half-step back and asked.

"Don't you remember, girl? You said that the wind was strong on the causeway, and the frost was heavy, so you thought about taking the old man home, and when you got to this boat, you said that you felt that your limbs were sleepy, so you fell asleep, and the old man couldn't wake up no matter how he called it......"

The old man spoke in a flat tone, without a trace of emotion.

When she thought about it, she did say something like the previous one.

However, she seemed to remember that there was a fog blowing on the causeway, and all of a sudden, she could not see anything clearly, and finally she was completely unconscious, and in a trance, a man pulled her onto a boat parked by the river.

As for what he said later, she was completely unimpressed......

After a long moment of hesitation, his eyes gradually sharpened. Bai Bait replied coldly: "I see, ......"

The old man didn't say anything, but kept stirring the paper ashes, seeing this, she couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Why does the old man burn paper money?" ”

"Today is my son's death day, and the old man is afraid that he will be bullied by wild ghosts in the underworld, so he burns some paper money for him......"

His tone was suddenly sad.

Bai Bait was stunned and asked incredulously: "Isn't Ling Lang...... Didn't you lose it? ”

"It's an orange cat that the old man lost. At the beginning, because I missed my son, I called the orange cat my son's name. The old man replied.

Listening to this, the straight person thought about it and was extremely frightened, she had no intention of listening to it anymore, but raised her head, hidden her confused emotions, and looked around.

When I saw the causeway not far away, I felt a little steady.

Not far from the causeway, there is also a faint fire, which must be Yuhuatai.

Fortunately, it's not far away, and time should be in time.

She immediately asked the old man: "Uncle, can you sail the boat to the north side and cross me ashore, I have something important to do." ”

Unexpectedly, the old man was silent for a long time and replied in a muffled voice.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to cross it...... Ah Zuo, who sailed for me, crossed the river to Yuhuatai half an hour ago to sell fireworks, but was killed halfway through! His brother Ah You couldn't bear to grieve, and before a stick of incense, he also jumped into the river on this boat and went with him......"

Hearing this, her eyes changed in shock!