"My lord, Kaig." It can be seen that this group of people is forced to work, but it is clear that this is a group of hard-hearted people, and the officers and soldiers who took the lead are furious, and the horsewhips in their hands have been whipped on the migrant workers like raindrops.

"Phew! You group of wine bags and rice bags, you don't work well, you drag down Uncle Ben, Uncle Ben still wants to eat and hang up with you, and now I beg me? There are no doors. The man roared and lectured at the same time, and the whip like a poisonous dragon kept whipping the migrant workers.

The migrant workers gritted their teeth hard, endured their beatings, the person who had just spoken had been knocked unconscious, lying down in the dirt, seeing that the man was dying, the person who looked like a tolerance stepped forward, he stepped on the back of the migrant worker's hand hard, and said with a sneer: "You are still pretending, since you like to rest, the uncle wants you to rest well." ”

The man tied the whip to the migrant worker and jumped on the horse, which galloped away into the distance, but it was conceivable that the migrant worker had died.

Dongfang Xuanze saw all this, to be honest, he wanted to rescue that person very much at the moment of crisis, but he didn't have enough strength, and even he lacked that courage.

Good samaritan?

No! The group of wolf-like officers and soldiers were not joking, the man dragged the migrant workers away, and in the darkness was their cheers, the excitement of the doomsday carnival. After the group of people deterred the migrant workers, they took the rest of the people to continue looking for iron ore, and at this moment Dongfang Xuanze was already angry.

He Jiang said: "Lord Wang, let's go, the two of us can only die in vain in the past." ”

"They, they have no king's law, how can they torture migrant workers like this?" Dongfang Xuanze was angry, and walked towards the place where the crime happened just now, He Jiang was afraid that Dongfang Xuanze would be angry, so he saw him go to the front, and hurriedly followed behind, still talking about something in his mouth.

But Dongfang Xuanze has already blown up his lungs, where can he hear what He Jiang said at this moment? When he went to the place where he was violently inflicted just now, he could vaguely see mottled blood marks on the ground, and along the traces, Dongfang Xuanze saw the person who fell in a pool of blood, it was a middle-aged uncle.

The man stared at the stars in the sky, and those eyes seemed to contain a thousand words, and her short breaths were agitated and turbulent, and there were white clouds in the sky, and inside his eyes was a whole black-gray sky.

Dongfang Xuanze rushed to the man's side, saw that the man was still breathing, picked the man up, and let him lean on his knees, the man was dying, and Dongfang Xuanze rescued him, although he was grateful, but he couldn't say a word.

He Jiang saw that this person was going to die or not, shook the man's hand, and conveyed his endless true power to the past, and the man suddenly had signs of coming back to life, and even his pupils became a lot darker.

"Childe, you, don't save me, I've been miserable enough in my life." The man choked.

"Uncle, why did they beat you? Why do you work here? Are you so short of money? Dongfang Xuanze sighed, he couldn't understand why they could accept such persecution.

"Why don't you go to the county office to accuse them of mistreatment?" He Jiang sighed.

"Sue? I'm not afraid of officials, I'm just afraid of management, what right do we, the ordinary people, have to sue them? There are so many secrets in this factory that we can only be thrown out when we die, sue? Hehehe, you hairy boys are too young. ”

When the man said this, he suddenly grabbed Dongfang Xuanze's hand.

Dongfang Xuanze clearly felt that the man's palm was deformed, and the bones of the palm were huge due to work, and it felt like an arhat bamboo, and the man gasped, "Childe, give me a good time, can I still live?" ”

"This!" Dongfang Xuanze can only save people but not kill people, not to mention that the other party is such an old man born in distress, he looked at He Jiang next to him, but He Jiang's eyes fell on the old man.

The man was beaten every day, and he didn't want to live anymore, his eyes were cloudy, and he seemed to be able to fall asleep at any moment. Perhaps, only when he really enters his dream or goes to heaven is the best ending for him, right? Seeing this, He Jiang saw the wounds on that person's body again.

Just now, the horse galloped all the way, and this person's body kept scraping on the ground, and the white bones were exposed, and at this moment, the man's wrists and calf bones had burst out, and he looked extremely frightened.

Even if Hua Tuo is alive, it will be difficult to save this person's life, Dongfang Xuanze don't overdo it, although he knows that sending that person to die is doing a good deed, but he can't do it anyway.

"He Jiang!" Dongfang Xuanze popped out a few words from between his teeth, "You come!" ”

He Jiang was originally from the rivers and lakes, and killing people was commonplace for him, but He Jiang had never killed such a poor person, and was ordered by Dongfang Xuanze, He Jiang turned his fist into a palm, "Uncle, I'm sorry." ”

"Young man," the uncle suddenly smiled happily, "you are doing a good thing, you give me a good time, I went early, I heard that the heavens do not give people to suffer, the gods are very good, young man, Amitabha, you are doing good deeds, the Bodhisattva will bless you, you do it quickly, uncle, uncle can't stand this pain anymore." ”

Seeing that the man's face was distorted by pain, He Jiang got up angrily, and without saying a word, his palm fell on the man's heavenly spirit cover, and a fierce aura invaded the person's heavenly spirit cover like a sharp blade, and in an instant, the person had closed his eyes, but there was no strange resentment in his eyes.

His expression was relaxed and relieved, and he closed his cloudy eyes leisurely.

He Jiang sighed, half-squatted in front of the man, and kept "sorry", Dongfang Xuanze saw that the matter was over, and picked up the broken corpse, "Let's find a place and let the old man be buried in the ground." ”

The two walked forward in silence, where is there any feng shui treasure here, at best, it is just a casual digging of a pit and a hasty matter, He Jiang and Dongfang Xuanze dug a big pit with a hoe for collecting medicine, threw the body inside, and after the burial, both of them were depressed.

"Let's go back." Found the basket next to the big tree, and the two were about to leave, but only when they came out of the woods, Dongfang Xuanze saw the group of people again.

"No, I'm going to find out tonight, and I always feel that the situation is wrong." He hung his basket on the tree, and the stride was already behind the group.

He Jiang is not a timid and afraid person, but He Jiang's mind is all about the secrets left by his father, how to find treasures, and where is he in the mood to pay attention to other people's affairs.

The two walked for a hundred meters, and they found a huge factory not far away, the factory was brightly lit, and there was a tinkling sound like percussion.