On the dry and cracked earth, the iron chains on the ankles kept hitting, the sand and stones were everywhere, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell to the ground, instantly evaporating the water vapor, leaving a drop of whitish salt rings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Perhaps because of his weak physique, the fat man was sweating more than Zhao Pu at this time, and he kept panting while running.

"Can't stop!!" Zhao Pu's voice was a little vigilant, "If you are caught now, you will die!" Fatty, you must not stop! ”

The fat man listened to Zhao Pu's voice, and nodded slightly, and the heavy iron chain under his feet suddenly made a 'whooshing' sound.

At this time, Zhao Pu only knew how to run with his life, but for some reason, there was no half of a feather arrow behind him, and he had an iron palm and horseshoe.

With a slight glance, you can see from a distance that the Khitans are staying in place, and the sturdy horses are constantly circling around the remaining captives, and there seems to be no sign of wanting to chase them out.

His brows furrowed, and before he could question it, when he turned back, a scimitar was already hooked around his neck.

The fat man on the side gasped, and walked by the neck with ropes, his fat back resting on the horse, but the galloping horse had no intention of stopping.

"Uh......" kept putting his hands against his neck, his fat face was flushed, and he looked extremely painful.

A Khitan man leisurely jumped off his horse, looked at the fat man who was almost strangled to death, stepped forward with a smile, and said in a superb Chinese, "The Han captives want to escape?" Think beautifully! ”

Turning his head to look at Zhao Pu on the other side, his originally smiling appearance suddenly changed, and he seemed to be calm, and hurriedly stepped forward and used his hand to brush away Zhao Pu's hair hanging down on his face, and his eyes trembled.

"Are you...... Zhao Pu? ”

His eyes snapped into place, and after a closer look, Zhao Pu also recognized the other party.

When he first crossed into Changzhou City, he was reckless, and he once rescued two spies, and this was one of them.

"Are you...... Crotch pie? ”

On the same day, Zhao Pu searched his body in public, let the spy cover his crotch with a scoop, and today the old matter was brought up again, and the face of this neatly dressed Khitan man suddenly changed, and he waved his hand to the Khitan man behind him, "He saved me, let him go." ”

The scimitar was suddenly sheathed, and the Khitan who was pressing him with his backhand behind him flashed to the side.

The crotch-covering faction in front of him looked at Zhao Pu very deeply, "With your wit, it will even fall into the hands of our Khitans, it's really ......" Pursing the corners of his mouth, the crotch-covering faction smiled, "It's incredible." ”

frowned, recalling that night, the gate of Huo Mansion was closed by Huo Yuanwai, obviously half of the marriage relatives, but they actually had hidden evil intentions.

That's not a special thing!!

He spat viciously on the ground, but unfortunately he didn't drink water for a long time, and there was nothing to spit out.

When he looked up, he saw that the fat man had been strangled and bruised on his neck, Zhao Pu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Help me, save my brother, okay?" ”

The crotch-covering pie looked back at the fat man who was about to be strangled and his eyes were bruised, and with a wave of his hand, the rope around the fat man's neck was also pulled back.

Suddenly, like a puddle of flesh, he fell limply to the ground.

"Drink some water." The crotch pai handed the single-hole sheepskin pot around his waist to Zhao Pu, and pulled the cork off the leather pot.

When Zhao Pu took the single-hole sheepskin pot, he was obviously a little hesitant.

"Drink," the crotch-covering faction was also very calm, "I can kill you with any knife I want, and I can't waste water in a great drought." ”

Zhao Pu took the leather pot and took three sips directly.

Suddenly stopped, looked at the fat man on the side, and said to the crotch coverer, "Is it okay to give him a drink?" ”

The crotch pie turned his back to Zhao Pu, "I'll give you all this pot of water, and you can give it to whoever you like." I don't care. ”

After pouring a small half pot of water into the fat man's purple lips, the guy gasped for breath as if he had come back to life.

Facing the crotch pie's gesture, Zhao Pu said, "Thank you, but I don't know if you will let us go back." ”

"Go back?" There was a hint of banter in the crotch-covering faction's eyes, "Zhao Pu, when did you hear that I was a Khitan captive and could go back alive?" ”

His face changed suddenly, and the scimitar in the hand of the crotch covering faction was about to be lifted up as he kept rummaging, "Go forward with us, it's best not to force me to do it!" ”

The crotch-covered faction rode a horse and walked forward slowly, but the two Khitans behind him looked at Zhao Pu fiercely.

Pulling up the fat man on the side, the two could only walk forward together.

After a while, the three Khitans took Zhao Pu and them to round with the others.

"I said," the crotch-covering faction pointed to Zhao Pu on the side, and said aloud in Khitan language, "This person belongs to me!" ”

"No way!" A blood-stained Khitan stepped forward and said, "The captives we captured are ours!" ”

"This man is what the shaman wants." The crotch covering faction stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Pu, and said in a fierce tone, "This person, I'm going to decide!" ”

"Shamans also need proof! I haven't heard of that! ”

Those Khitans in leather clothes suddenly turned their heads and stared at the Khitans with round necks and narrow sleeves, "Did the shaman say that?" ”

"I am a close minister of the Shaman, and I would like to swear that the Shaman needs this man!!"

This crotch cover faction also speaks strangely, rolling his eyes from time to time when he speaks, looking pious.

After a moment of hesitation, those Khitans who were stained with blood in leather clothes also seemed to have made a compromise and remained silent.

Although Zhao Pu didn't understand what they said, he probably knew that it was related to him, but he saw that the crotch faction grabbed Zhao Pu out.

"Hey, wait, I still want that fat man!!" Zhao Pu hurriedly pointed to the fat man behind him who couldn't speak.

The crotch-covering faction also looked up at the twenty or so Khitans, and one of the leaders shook his head fiercely.

"Don't get an inch, Zhao Pu, it's already a lot of favor for me to save you!!"

"But he ran away with me just now," Zhao Pu resisted and refused to go forward, "they will definitely kill him!" ”

The crotch-covering faction shook his head, "Don't worry, the Khitan is drought, the people are suffering, it is the time when labor is needed, they need someone of this guy's physique, I can guarantee that your friend will have no worries for the time being!" “

"Really?" Zhao Pu was stunned.

"Why don't you believe it?" The crotch guy was also impatient and said, "I can't lie to you!" ”

There was a sudden burst of doubts on his face, and the crotch-covering faction said that these people were just going to do labor and would not be killed.

In the dream, the ancestor said that if he didn't escape, he would die.

There is no need for the crotch cover faction to lie to themselves, and the ancestors will not tell lies, so is there anything else that will threaten their lives?

Thinking about this, Zhao Pu couldn't help frowning.

The crotch covering faction explained to a Khitan man next to him in Khitan language, and the Khitan man freed up a horse.

"Get on the horse!" "We'll definitely be back faster than them." ”

"Thank you, brother." Zhao Pu arched his hand, and immediately climbed on the horse's back with great difficulty.

There was no saddle on the back of the Khitan horse, so Zhao Pu could only keep pushing the horse's belly upward, and the horse seemed to be in pain and uneasy when it was kicked by Zhao Pu.

The Khitans suddenly burst into laughter.

The crotch-covering faction said, "My name is Yelu Xiangqing, in the words of you Han people, it is...... Zhao Pu, fortunately. ”