Most of those children were seven or eight years old, and some looked like they were only four or five years old.

They don't know what kind of situation they find themselves in, and their eyes are full of ignorance.

Liu Yun is very puzzled, they even arrest children, what are they going to do?

I didn't really want to deal with Wang Zhi, who was still an enemy just now, but I had doubts, so Liu Yun still asked this question.

Hearing Liu Yun's question, Wang Zhichang sighed and said, "These little babies were born in this year, and it is their fate!" The male baby is a pawn, and the female baby is mostly a pheasant, or is sold to the house of the rich gentry of the scholar clan as a slave and a maid! Some frail and sick children were even made into dried beef, a common trick used by bandits. ”

"Pheasant? Yellow beef jerky? Liu Yun asked suspiciously.

If you don't read much, you can only rely on asking. Normal communication is not a big problem, but when it comes to these special words, Liu Yun is very confused.

Wang Zhi glanced at Liu Yun strangely and said, "Pheasant, young chick, as the saying goes, is the woman in the land of wind and snow." As for the dried meat......"

Speaking of this, Wang Zhi sighed lowly, his dark face was full of bitterness and helplessness, and then said: "Preserved meat...... A child of a family like you should have heard of it, it's just human jerky! Childish, tender meat, good taste. ”

Liu Yun's complexion changed suddenly, and a stream of sour water instantly appeared in his stomach and stomach, surging up his throat.

Make human jerky with children?!

Are these people still human?

It's really not a waste!

Those who are strong are soldiers, those who are good to sell, those who are ordinary are slaves, and those who are in poor health become jerky, which has simply become an industrial chain.

Turning his head, Liu Yun stared at those seven or eight-year-old children, and his heart couldn't help but have mixed feelings, full of bitterness and compassion.

He wanted to save them very much, but now he himself was a prisoner of this order, and he couldn't even protect himself.

Liu Yun secretly swore that if he had the opportunity, he would return these children to a safe childhood.

Don't be tormented by war, don't worry about food and clothing.

……

In this vast land, this is just a very inconspicuous small place.

Looking at the whole country, how many people are suffering such a tragic fate.

Perhaps, all!

Liu Che didn't like the ending of the Three Kingdoms, maybe it wasn't just because of the decline of the Han Dynasty.

As far as Liu Yun can see, this square inch of land is almost the epitome of the entire society in troubled times!

In this big situation, no one can really control their own destiny.

Everyone has followed the tide of the times, up and down.

It's just that only a very small number of people have become the trendsetters of the times.

As for the others, they are all tortured and troubled outcasts of the times.

……

In the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Madu, like this small place, was just a little-known pawn.

However, it is a figure like him who has disturbed the situation in this place and affected the livelihoods of thousands of people.

The mighty procession, carrying food and chickens, jumped and set off.

Liu Yun and the others were sandwiched in the middle by the soldiers, like a long meat skewer, winding on the mountain road.

At the back of the procession, the town was empty, with only countless corpses and lonely old people, like a ghost town.

The old people looked at the team with empty eyes, and there was no sound to even cry, only the two lines of tears in the corners of their shriveled eyes.

……

On the steep Izumo Mountain, surrounded by strange peaks and dense forests, there is a stone castle that covers an extremely large area, encompassing three entire mountains.

The surrounding sky is full of flags, hunting with the wind.

On the bluestone-paved mountain road, soldiers dressed in short brown and holding wooden guns have five steps and one sentry, and ten steps and one post.

Heavily guarded and murderous.

Liu Yun glanced around carefully, and a chill rose in his heart.

Ma Du is a real hypocrite, yes, but the things he can do are presentable, looking like this, he is not like an ordinary thief.

However, for Liu Yun, this is not a good thing.

In front of you, if you want to escape, it's as difficult as climbing to the sky!

Liu Yun was sad in his heart, he, a traverser, was really a bit of a wretch.

……

After going up the mountain, Ma Du disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know where he went.

And Liu Yun and the others were caught in the back mountain, where there was an open-air stone quarry.

In the dust and hustle and bustle, there were fifty or sixty people under the scorching sun, busily smashing stones, and the sound of ping-pong was endless.

Around the corner, there were about thirty or forty soldiers scattered to guard.

The black-faced soldier threw Liu Yun a hammer and shouted, "What are you doing in a daze? Smash! ”

He obviously took special care of Liu Yun.

"Fuck your uncle! Don't you want people to take a break? Don't know how difficult this road is? Liu Yun scolded, and he wanted to die.

I'm already tired like a dog after climbing this mountain, and now I have to work right away? Why don't you just kill him!

How could his fate be so tragic? I was robbed twice in a row!

Now he has to come to work as a coolie, even if he catches it and raises it, he can accept it!

The black-faced soldier on the side, with thick eyebrows, kicked Liu Yun over, and scolded: "Hurry up and smash me!" My uncle starved to death in his early years, and it's useless for you to sue my uncle! ”

Liu Yun barely stood firm, and said seriously: "Your uncle is starving to death, and I will go to your uncle's too!" ”

"No more nonsense, I'll kill you!" The soldier raised his whip.

Liu Yun didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, so he had to honestly pick up the hammer.

Smack! Smack!

He is alone, and now he is in the tiger's den and wolf's den, and he really doesn't dare to be too presumptuous.

He still wants to live!

On the stone field, groups of people gathered together, chatting in whispers while working.

Liu Yun and other newcomers gave them another topic to talk about and an interest in talking.

"Tsk, lo and behold, another group of poor people has gone up the mountain! Did you see the kid in the black robe? I bet eight dollars, and he's definitely a gentleman. ”

"The old man in the East has a companion for dragging the text! You said that kid doesn't look like an ordinary person, why did he get arrested? ”

"What's this? He can't be arrested if he's a scholar? You haven't seen so many people! The surname Ma wants to be the emperor, occupy the mountains and build cities, kidnap people everywhere, and leave everyone the same, not everyone robs it, not to mention that he is still a living person. That kid is also short-lived! No matter how unusual it is, when you get here, you have to eat grass roots, swallow millet skin, and your life will not be long. ”

"Tell me, can this man surnamed Ma be an emperor? Even if you can't become the emperor's child, if you can be a prince, if we serve as soon as possible, maybe we can also give future generations a blessing. ”

"He? It's just a daydream! He wants to be an emperor, and he doesn't have long eyes. Although the current emperor is a child, he heard that Dong Zhuo, the pastor of the state, has entered Beijing, and this person is a villain! The yellow scarves and Qiang people were successively folded in the hands of Dong Zhuo and Huangfu Song. That's it? When the imperial court soldiers arrived, he was the old rubble, and it was empty in the blink of an eye. The old man with snow-white eyebrows straightened his waist, smashed his back with a hammer, and said slowly.

"The story of Gongsun Xiao'er is intriguing! It just makes sense, haha. The man with nostrils like a doorway joked with his nostrils.

The white-eyed old man waved his sleeves and sighed: "The old man wants you to listen more, from sunrise to moonset, from spring glory to autumn withering, listen to a hundred or ten years old." ”

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