Rong was awakened by thirst, and she felt her throat a little dry and itchy, as if it had been roasted by a scorching charcoal fire for several hours.

The crackling sound kept ringing.

Rong swallowed a mouthful of saliva gently, the condition of her throat was not relieved, and in desperation, she could only move her body slightly, and her eyes looked at the blazing stove with some confusion.

I don't know if it's her delusion, or if she's so dizzy that she's delirious now, she always feels as if the fire in this furnace has never been extinguished, and even more and more threatening to burn everything.

Isn't this flame a little too fierce?

Half an hour later, a slight sound of footsteps sounded, and Rong was startled, and immediately looked at the entrance of the passage.

A slightly short and fat middle-aged woman walked over, dressed in simple clothes, with her hair in a slightly messy bun, and a slightly deformed simple silver hairpin inserted in her hair at the back.

After she saw Rong waking up, as if she had expected it, she didn't say anything, just walked slowly.

Rong Qing saw that she was holding food, a bowl of porridge, a plate of pickles, and a pot of water.

"I think I've seen you." When the man approached, Rong looked at her lightly, and fell into deep thought inexplicably.

There was a faint pain in the back of her head, which made her brain slightly dizzy, and she tried to know who this person was, but it was as if it was blocked by a fog, and she couldn't see it really.

"Hmm-"

Rong snorted softly in pain suddenly, his head hurt a little, and he was a little dizzy.

"Mrs. Lu, let's eat something." The woman said, helping Rong gently untie the rope on her wrist.

Rong slowed down for a moment, raised her head slightly, and looked at the face that was close at hand, but she still couldn't remember. She gently pulled her hand from behind her back, moved her wrist slightly, and instantly felt very sore, frowning at the moment, and glancing at her wrist painfully.

There was a deep circle of bruises, and it had even sunken slightly, and if it weren't for the fact that she could still turn around, she even thought that her wrist would be useless.

"Young lady, drink some water and eat something, I'll watch you from the side." The middle-aged woman said again.

Watch you and won't let you run away, so don't play tricks.

Rong looked at the woman lightly, licked her chapped lips, and then quickly took the kettle and poured several mouthfuls of water.

It's like a cracked land that is instantly moistened by rain, and although it can't completely rejuvenate the land, it at least alleviates a lot.

"Is this furnace burning all the time?" Rong asked in a hoarse voice.

The middle-aged woman took the kettle, corked it, and said, "Keep it burning." ”

With that, she left Rong for a moment, and then walked to the fire.

Coal and firewood were thrown into it as if they didn't want money, and the tongues of fire jumped up and swept the pieces of wood and coal into them at once, dancing merrily, and then, as if feeling that it was not enough, the tongues of fire jumped wildly, and rushed out with teeth and claws.

The fiery red light reflected the woman's face, and the furrow-like wrinkles on her face clearly depicted what this taciturn middle woman seemed to have experienced, her slightly drooping eyelids and the corners of her lips, looking a little sad, but her eyes were very cold and ruthless.

The woman looked at the flame for a moment, and then, as if she had made a decision, threw in a dozen more pieces of firewood, and then walked over to Rong Qingqing again.

Rong moved her feet gently, but her feet were still tightly tied, and even if she reached out to untie the rope now, the trembling hand was still untied before the woman re-tied it.

"Young lady, drink porridge."

Rong Qing immediately decided that the hero would not suffer the immediate loss, he had to eat something first, and when he had strength, he could have hope of escaping. At that moment, she wanted to pick up the bowl, but her wrist was really unable to support it, so she had no choice but to sit crookedly, and then use a spoon to put it in her mouth little by little.

She ate very slowly, but the woman was not in any hurry, and had no intention of urging.

Finally, half an hour later, the porridge bottomed out, Rong gently lowered the spoon, and the woman moved again. She neatly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, then set them aside, put the kettle down, and took the rope from her waist again.

"I can't tie my hands too tightly, they'll be useless......" Rong gently exposed his white wrist, the bruises on it were already a little black, and it looked a little scary.

The woman seemed to have not heard, and although she wrapped her arms around her back as gently as she could, she still tied it tightly.

Rong lightly dizzy, broke free from the rope slightly, and immediately felt pain in his wrist.

"I usually come in an hour or two to add fire, if you are thirsty, say. If you sleep, I will not wake you up. The woman took up the bowl of porridge and slowly turned and walked away.

Rong sighed slightly, leaned against the wall, and moved his body little by little, keeping himself a little away from the burning stove, although it was not so warm, but it was not so burning.

"Who the hell is ......?"

Rong gently licked her chapped lips, carefully recalling the woman's face just now, she always felt that she had seen it somewhere, or it was a one-sided relationship, or there had been an intersection, but something must have happened to make her feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"I don't know what's going on over there, and the people in the city don't know if they have found out, so that Tang Tianxing, a person who has been cheated to death, can enter the city in a grand manner, and sell artillery to people, the estimated status of the city is not low......"

Rong frowned lightly and muttered softly as he fell into thought.

Tang Tianxing said that his face was burned, so he wore a mask, and no one knew about it before he came back with a different face.

But why did Tang Tianxing do this?

Although thinking like this may seem that she is a little selfish, the examples given by Tang Tianxing can only seem to show that the rich are cruel and unkind, and these unkind people seem to have little to do with him, and the people they harm are just Tang Tianxing's strangers.

Why did Tang Tianxing cheat death for a stranger, and then risk his life to make artillery?

The artillery made by the military department must be made by experienced masters, and they are also located in the suburbs, this Tang Tianxing alone will definitely not be able to make so many artillery, but where can he find an experienced master?

And he still has to go into the city to find a target, and he doesn't have time to make this artillery.

"Crackle—"

The firewood in the stove seemed to be burned and broken, and there was a crisp sound, which startled Rong lightly.