【Chapter 25】Get Out

This needle was not originally left with ink marks.

In a desperate situation, reducing oneself to a pig and barely surviving is something that everyone can do, even if it is the instinct to survive.

Because not everyone has the courage to endure pain.

At a time when the girls had tried all the methods and completely given up, there was a girl who could not stand the torture and was completely desperate, and at the moment of opening the door, she rolled out almost desperately - of course, the girl did not succeed, but suffered the same fate as the brave men of the past.

She probably didn't even reach the door, and was immediately pressed to the ground with one hand by the male ghost who still held the basin and sweet potato on one arm, and beat her badly in front of the girls in the cabin.

In this scene, which even the pigs could not bear to look at, the petite female ghost remained indifferent, and did not even bother to give charity to her usual mean and sinister expression. It's just that when the momentum of the man's poisonous hand slowed down, she had a cold face, approached a little closer, and made up for it fiercely.

Then the dying girl was dragged out and never returned.

Even though Yu Moji was quite unbearable, he couldn't do anything. With her current condition, she has no ability to save the girl who is almost begging for death; She hadn't lost her mind enough to do such a senseless effort with the girl.

However, in the midst of the chaos, the ink marks hid one of the girl's clothes that had fallen to the ground.

The garment was exquisite, only the size of a fingertip, and it was a gorgeous and intricate butterfly pattern, as if it were made of a hard wire; The texture is very light, so when it falls on the ground, it barely makes a sound.

When the owner of the clothes was still in the cabin, he also retained a little beautiful appearance. Although her clothes were already dilapidated at that time, Yu Moji looked at it when there was light, and she could still imagine what kind of graceful and dignified bearing she should have when she was wearing this dress when she was a lady.

But now that the precious garment was in tatters, the threads sewn on it were quietly broken.

Then this little silk butterfly almost fell into Yu Moji's hand.

It's just that when the girl rushed out, Yu Moji was carried to the side by her desperate momentum. After many days of not being able to eat enough, the girls were so hungry that they couldn't stand up. It was in this situation that Yu Moji, who had fallen into Venus, actually seized such a rare opportunity.

Many times, Yu Moji simply felt that his luck was beyond his imagination; But at the same time, she also believes that since the so-called gods and Buddhas and destiny do not exist at all, it is likely that everyone has had opportunities, but only a small number of people have been able to grasp all these opportunities.

For example, at that moment, no one else noticed this thing, and even if they did, they might just think that the falling ornament was a useless thing; But after a few kneading of the ink marks, he quickly distinguished the material of this silk butterfly.

It is the "100 steel" that is often used in Yanji and Yanjia, and is known for its toughness and hard to break.

The butterfly was tangled, and it took a lot of time to disassemble it, especially when Yu Moji's hands were tied, which was very inconvenient to move.

But what she has the most at the moment is time.

Many days had passed, and the intricate butterfly had been dismantled into a needle large enough to hide in a crack in the wall.

One of the advantages of 100 steels is that it is not easy to break, and it can withstand the toss of residual ink marks; But correspondingly, this material also has the disadvantage of being light and soft.

Fortunately, the parts are always changing, and the ink marks are also familiar with the structure of the lock spring. At this time, her barely retaining a glimmer of clarity finally came in handy. With the little knowledge she had accumulated before, she managed to make the needle into a shape that was enough to pick the lock.

She had long since lost the strength to violently disassemble the door shaft; She would never be able to reach the iron lock outside the door.

But to fumble for the chains that are locked around your waist, the ink marks are very convenient.

She had figured out how to adjust the needle so that she could open the heavy lock on her waist as quickly as possible.

But she didn't plan to try it right away.

When the chains are opened, there is inevitably a sound. If these girls who are close to madness find out that she has the ability to pick locks, I don't know what kind of turmoil will be caused that cannot be quelled.

Even though she felt pity for these girls who had been tortured in vain, she knew that she could not bear the consequences.

Even if she could free the girls from the chains, the leather ropes that bound her hands and feet would still be a nuisance to untie; Even if they were able to push out together, they would have no more opportunities than before. For many days, they could only feed on half a sweet potato. With their current physical strength, they will definitely not be able to break free from the boatmen guarding the door.

On top of that, Yu Moji really couldn't convince himself to trust anyone anymore.

All she had to wait for now was a moment.

The abductors keep their lives, and they will not always be kept on the boat as pigs, according to the female ghost who has been abusing them, they will probably sell these girls to some flower street and willow lane.

There was nothing left to do in the windowless cabin, but no matter what, there was always a time for the ship to land.

The moment she left the ship, it was the best time for her to escape.

Yu Moji waited much longer than she had imagined. But it may also be that the darkness itself has dragged on indefinitely.

Still, she waited.

One day, without warning, the petite female ghost and the male ghost who followed her came empty-handed—no water, no sweet potatoes.

They commanded the tower-like boatmen, checking the inhumanoid girls one by one for signs of illness, and then tying them around their waists.

Yu Moji remembered himself when he was hung on the peak of Chilu Mountain by a long rope.

Why is she always tied up in desperate situations?

Why does she always refuse to accept her fate?

There was a loud noise, and the boatman pulled up the chains, dragged the girls, who were almost unable to walk, and strode out.

"Watch closely," the female ghost snapped, "don't let these pigs escape." ”

The female ghost took the lead, the boatman dragged the girls up behind, and the male ghost was the last to guard.

Only then did he realize that they had been in the bilge. No wonder it was dark in the cabin, and there wasn't even a window.

Yu Moji had hoped to escape by leaving the ship, but after landing on deck, her heart instantly cooled.

Not only is there a circle of beautifully carved wooden screens around the deck, but even the ladders for disembarking are covered with colorful draperies.

These barriers, from the outside, were just a decoration for the already magnificent ship; For Yu Moji, these high-propped and layered decorations not only blocked the eyes of outsiders who might get a glimpse of the truth, but also blocked the girls' path to freedom.

At the end of the ladder, a steam copper car was parked. The bronze chariot was as delicate and magnificent as the giant ship outside of the gold.

No one could have imagined that in this copper car, where even every pattern shows the word "wealth", what is about to be carried is a group of girls who have endured unimaginable suffering and have been tortured to the bone; No one could have imagined what an ugly crime was hidden under this exquisite embellishment.

But sin that no one sees is not non-existent.

Yu Moji's mind was racing. Although she was already dizzy and struggling to walk; Despite the dangers around her, if a hungry tiger is around, she must not let go of this last chance.

She wants to die, but she also wants to be free.

Who knows what fate awaits them after walking into the bronze car?

A girl in front of her, who had probably foreseen a desperate future, suddenly began to weep.

"Crying for what?" The petite female ghost in the lead scolded, "I entered the flower building to eat and drink spicy food, and I didn't want you to die." ”

The girl, who was chained and had been sluggish in her struggles, cried out. However, the girl who was treated as a pig has lost her human strength, and her voice has collapsed and broken. The girl repeated it over and over again for a while, and it took Yu Moji to understand that what she was saying was, "Let me die." ”

Yu Moji was also tortured.

But no matter what, she is absolutely unwilling to hand over her hard-earned life like this.

So she tried to hold her nerves, and while everyone's attention was drawn to the weeping girl, her fingers crept into the lock around her waist.

With a "click", the spring popped open.

This kind of sound is especially harsh for both the boatmen and the hard-working girls. When the petite female ghost heard this voice, her face immediately changed, and she said, "What's the matter?" ”

The boatmen immediately sprang into action. Yu Moji's hand did not stop. Her heart was already so nervous that it was about to jump out, but in her current situation, she calmed down, and forced a lot of courage in her heart that even she didn't notice.

If she doesn't succeed in this move, there may really be death waiting ahead.

She can only fight with her life!

The remaining ink marks were barely covered with his left hand, and a few fingers of his right hand twisted and turned extremely dexterously, and the signal smoke hidden in the palm of his hand that had been specially customized for Wei Linyuan in the past was instantly ignited, emitting a sharp whistling sound, obliquely rubbing the edge of the curtain and rising to the sky.

The signal smoke inevitably burned Yu Moji's palm, and her eyelids jumped in pain, but she had to endure because her actions were not over yet—when the signal smoke ignited, it not only burned her, but also burned the leather rope between her wrists that had bound her for a long time, as she wished.

Before the boatman could pounce, the ink mark slammed into the curtain that had been burned by the signal smoke.

The moment he fell into the water as he wished, Yu Moji's heart was full of joy. Finally free!

Then, her whole body slowly sank.

Yu Moji overestimated his current situation. Fang Cai's lightning flickered a few times, and she had exhausted all the strength of her body. She was now so thin that she was barely able to push herself ashore anymore.

Yu Moji closed his eyes in pain. At that moment, the light suddenly changed, and a shadow floated over the water.

Yu Moji looked up and saw a small boat on the water, which was rapidly rowing towards her.

Aren't the boatmen going to let her go?

Despair and suffocation soon robbed her of her sanity. Before Yu Moji fainted, he saw a sailor jump out of the dinghy and reach out to her.