"Actually, it's okay, we just want to know what will happen to Yamane." Everyone shrunk their necks and leaned tighter, so that it would not be cold.

Hongmei is also helpless, but when it comes to the little county lord, she will not let up.

"Huhuhu~"

The wind was gusting and bitterly cold.

Those people couldn't stand it anymore, and most of them went back.

There are also more than a dozen people, who are holding themselves together, as if they are just to witness the moment of miracle.

In the west room, Mo Ling built a large shed with tree branches under the command of Ah Ji, and then covered it with film, layer by layer, leaving only the vents on both sides.

The bed was covered with cowhide, which Su Yunji asked Hongmei and Er Dumb to buy in the city together.

There was a piece of cloth on top of the cowhide, and the mountain roots were placed on top of the cloth, and the body was covered with a sheet, and several holes were cut in the sheet, all of which were marked by Su Yunxi.

"Auntie, is this a special symbol?" Looking at the mark made by Su Yunxi at the entrance of the cave, Yang Huai asked.

"Don't talk for a while, don't distract me." After Su Yunxi finished speaking, she glanced at those marks and shook her head: "It's just my habit, it's just a sense of ritual, and it has no special significance." ”

"Ritual?" Yang Huai felt that he didn't understand this word a little.

Just as Yang Huai was thinking, he saw Ah Ji take a large bottle of something called alcohol that she had refined, and scrub his head.

Shan Gen's hair had been gently shaved off by Aunt Yang, revealing a sunken skull, and Su Yunji specially cleaned the depression.

"Knife No. 1." Su Yunji came over with a backhand.

"Yes!" Simulating these simple operations a quarter of an hour ago, Yang Huai listened to the order and immediately handed the knife over.

"Poof!"

Yang Huai's eyes widened immediately when he heard the voice.

"Saw." Su Yunji changed hands again.

The saw, which she had sent Hongmei to the city to be made by a blacksmith at his request, was much smaller and more unique in shape than the saws used by the people of Pingsuri, with a pointed head on the inside.

"Kazkaz!"

The sound of the saw made Yang Huai's face pale instantly, and his head turned quietly again.

The film is yellow, and the inside is not so transparent, so Su Yunji asked people to light a stove and a few lamps inside, especially on the head, a large soybean oil lamp was placed, and the blood illuminated was exceptionally bright......

"Uh......"

Some sour water came out of Yang Huai's throat, but he forcibly pressed it down again.

"Give me the nails." Su Yunji changed hands.

"Oooh!"

Yang Huai immediately handed over the nail, but the next moment, he was stunned again.

Nail in the head?

Is that white brain?

In Yang Huai's mind, it was all the scene he saw when he was at the border, the soldiers who had their heads cut off, the blood splattered, the soldiers who had broken their legs trampled on, Bai Sensen's bones exposed, and those who had been hit the head, and the white brains were bubbling out, if they looked at it in the cold winter, it was like hot tofu brains......

"Hmm!"

Yang Huai held back strongly, not letting the sour water in his mouth come out.

"There's a bucket for you in the back, just spit if you want to, and you'll get used to it when you spit out." Su Yunxiao said lightly.

"Ah, yes, gag!"

Yang Huai finally couldn't help it, turned around and spit out at the barrel.

After spitting up, there was still hot water next to him, Yang Huaiyou was embarrassed, and put the bucket outside, and then he turned around to help Su Yunxi.