"Ten whips?" Scoch was confused.

The man took a straw pillow and placed it on his chin, which was pressed against his chest so that he could look at eye level.

His arms were also sore, and his buttocks were hot and painful, like a bucket of mercury.

Shi Keqi saw a tall man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a wide mouth and lion's nose, who was squatting at the head of the bed, looking very mighty.

Dahan told him the ins and outs.

The co-author barbarian saved himself, and then he fought half to death, if he didn't have that iron card, he would have been hacked to death.

The barbarians want to make a name for themselves, so they bring it to this Laoshzi paste camp, oh, it's the artisan camp.

I won't be grateful, but I will hate me even more, Shi Keqi thought.

"Who the hell are you?" asked the big man.

"Dahan people. ”

"You are so nonsense, if you are a barbarian, I will not bother to save it. ”

"A person from Xiangzhou, his name is Shi Keqi, the main farmer, your surname, take some water for me to drink. Shi Keqi woke up with a hot pain in his throat, and he was embarrassed to ask for water until now.

"Oh, look I won't serve people, you've been in a coma for so long, you should be thirsty, wait a minute, I'll get it." ”

The big man walked out of the tent, scooped half of the water from a large vat with a floating scoop, and stepped in again.

Shi Keqi smelled that the water on the side of his mouth had a slight peculiar smell, slightly rancid and a little foul.

The sinners drank water from the tanks that were placed outside their tents, and in the rainy season they drank the rain that fell in the tanks, and in the dry season they drank from the rivers.

Often, the water is not sufficient, because the sinners want to go out of the camp to fetch water from the river ten miles away, and the barbarians feel that it is a waste of manpower, and second, they have to send someone to supervise it.

The barbarians are troublesome, and they will not allow it until the water tank is completely bottomed out for a day.

Sometimes the water in the tank is sufficient, and the water under the tank is not drunk, so it is reluctant to pour it out, so some peculiar smells are normal.

At the bottom of the tank, there are some insects with red lines swimming happily, doing difficult movements such as forming a circle from end to end.

But I'm thirsty. Shi Keqi drank it in one gulp, and the smell was unexpectedly unsmellable.

"My name is Wang Yuan, brother, the Ming people don't say dark words, I risk whipping the corpse to save you. Where did you get this iron medal? If you tell a lie, you can imagine the consequences. Wang Yuan said with concern and urgency, with a light of hope in his eyes.

"Picked it up in the sand. Shi Keqi said without hesitation.

"Didn't you see a young man of your size?"

"No, I still want to ask if you've ever seen a little blue snake?"

Wang Yuan stared at Shi Keqi's expression for a long time, and saw that he didn't seem to be a fake. His expression darkened, and he said, "There are no little snakes here, and some have already been eaten." ”

Hearing the words of eating, hunger rushed in like a tidal wave, and Shi Keqi's stomach gurgled.

Wang Yuan took out a cake the size of a rice bowl from his arms and handed it to him.

"Ah, so hard. Although he was hungry, he had never eaten such coarse food after taking a bite of it without chewing, and it was full of roughness in his throat.

"Give me back if you don't eat. As soon as Wang Yuan finished speaking, Shi Keqi had finished eating this cake.

"Anything else?"

Wang Yuan silently took out another piece.

After two pieces of bread and some stinky water, Shi Keqifang felt better and could barely raise his arms.

"Is it okay to call you Brother Wang, my ass was smashed by a barbarian?"

"Okay, I'm older than you, just call you by your name. ”

"The iron plate belongs to your brother?"

"Right...... Hey, I guess he has met with misfortune, and there is no hope at all now. Wang Yuan said sadly and frustratedly.

"Nothing hopeless. ”

Wang Yuan didn't say anything, went straight out, walked to the door and left a sentence: "I have to go to work, while that guy is not sneaking out, you don't move, you don't shout in pain, the barbarians can't hear the howl." ”

Shi Keqi struggled to prop himself up with his hands and looked at his surroundings.

Ten rough wooden double-decker beds were crammed into a tent of less than 40 square meters, and a black mattress was spread out on each bed, and the sunlight slipped in through the cracks in the tent, shining gray-black oil.

What poked his eyelids was the futon that had not been washed for many years, and a sour smell filled the entire tent.

The roof of the tent was grayish-black, with several patches of various sizes of tarpaulin scattered on it. Maybe it's because it hasn't been washed for too long, and even the original gray-white inside has turned gray-black.

This kind of environment is really not inhabited.

Caught in this treacherous situation, Scoch just wants to get better quickly.

In case Grandpa is still alive, if Xiaolan is still alive and dies himself, they will die of sadness.

He couldn't help but sigh at the fact that he had fallen into the magic barrier that he didn't want to live not long ago, and he would never be so stupid again.

He cautiously turned his head to see the wound in his buttocks.

The gauze covering the buttocks looked like a cut out of a cut-out mosquito net, with a black spot on it, and the eyes tried to focus on it, and it was a large dead mosquito.

The blood-stained patch of bumpy kudzu was crimson in color.

Shi Keqi didn't have the courage to touch the uneven place, and only hoped that "there would be a certain flower in the tent".

He lowered his supporting hand, and after a moment of effort, he had exhausted all his strength, and he sighed and fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, but a motley noise woke him up, and it was already dark.

A group of yellow-faced and thin-skinned men returned to the tent, talking about the newcomers in the tent, and when they saw Wang Yuan coming in, they slowly dispersed.

A few people who had just not squeezed in front of them came to Shi Keqi by the dim candlelight, confirmed that they were not the right people, and sat down on their beds leisurely.

Wang Yuan came back with two cakes and put them in his hands.

"Wang Bao, go get him some water. Wang Yuan said to a young man with a mole on his forehead.

"Yes. Wang Bao replied respectfully.

Shi Keqi ate a few bites of the cake with water, swallowed it hard, and was rolling his eyes to forcibly finish the last bite.

"He's not really one hundred and twenty-seven, and when he was discovered by the barbarians, we're dead. The one at the bottom of the bed said quietly.

"Ninety-one, you are addicted to being a minion, you even forgot your name, and you want to report it?" Wang Yuan said in an unkind tone, and glanced at Wang Leopard.

Wang Bao comprehended and walked outside the tent to let the wind out.

"Don't dare, Brother Wang said with a smile. The man said with a smile, but the tent was lit with a candle as thin as a noodle, and the faint light could not be seen, and his flattering smile could not be seen clearly.

"I'm making it clear here, no matter who informes, I'm sure everyone here has a share, and everyone will die together. ”

After finishing the cruel words, he slowed down and said: "Don't worry, if something happens to me, it will definitely not affect everyone, last time Wang Hu, that is, No. 127 escaped, I received thirty whips alone, and it was good to lie down for a month, and it didn't involve you." ”

He explained that the original name of Number One Hundred and Twenty-Seven was given to Shi Keqi.

There were a few echoes in the tent, and more people fell silent.

After being silent for a long time, someone couldn't help but ask: "Sun Rishun doesn't recognize him?"

"Wang Hu has never dealt with that minion, this little brother is a little similar to him, and he can cover him in person. ”

"Please put 10,000 hearts at heart, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, Brother Shi, you can also say something. ”

Shi Keqi was stunned for a moment, and said something.

Wang Yuan's lips moved.

Shi Keqi understood the meaning and said: "From today on, from now on, I am Wang Hu, No. 127 of the C-word craftsman household camp. ”

"It doesn't matter what your last name is, as long as you don't cause trouble. Someone muttered quietly.

Wang Yuan clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's sleep in peace, and we will continue to do coolies tomorrow." ”

"There are three hardships in the world, supporting the boat to beat iron and sell tofu. We are suffering more than hard, striking iron is hard enough, and we have to be beaten, scolded and starved. ”

"There are three other hardships in the world, digging coal and selling hidden stocks. Shi Keqi added bitterly.

Wang Yuan choked for a moment and said, "Wang Leopard, you can come in, Brother Shi has a special habit, you can learn from him." ”

Wang Bao rubbed his hands together and couldn't help but say happily: "Your main attack or main defense, I have a balance of attack and defense." ”

......

After eating, Shi Keqi was refreshed, and the three of them talked deeply in the tent in a low voice.

"So, Wang Hu is your companion, and you want to flee back to Dahan to report the news?"

"yes, he ran away two months ago, hey. Wang Yuan sighed.

"Dahan has someone who can save you?

"I didn't think about this, I just wanted to bring a message to my family, and I died. ”

"Whoever it takes, maybe I have a chance to escape. ”

"Wait until you have a chance. ”

"How did you get arrested?

"Yes, I was caught by a brute dog while farming at home. ”

Shi Keqi pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Brother Wang, this is boring, fool me." ”

"Flicker, where do you start?"

"Wang Hu Wang Leopard is definitely your guard, I haven't seen Wang Hu, but if you can escape from the artisan camp, your skills must be good. ”

"Don't be in a hurry to refute yet, Wang Leopard's gestures are all in the style of a sergeant, and he is respectful to you. If I can't guess who you are as an officer, you might as well dig a pit and bury yourself. Skech continued.

"Well, it seems that even you can see that I have been hiding my ears and stealing bells in the craftsman camp for a long time, and I guess the hearts of everyone in this tent are bright. Anyway, a certain is Wang Yuan of the Youzhou Army, and the military position is ashamed to mention, and the general of the defeated army will not be humiliated with the title of officer. ”

"Invited on the battlefield?" asked Shi Keqi politely.

"After the army was defeated, he took off his armor and fled, and was arrested after passing by a house to borrow clothes to disguise himself as a civilian. ”

"How long have you been here?"

"More than three hundred years. ”

"Brother Wang is really joking, you have become an immortal for more than 300 years. ”

"In the past year, every day has been like a year, not more than 300 years. ”

"Well, I've had a year too. ”

"I said so many things today, rest early, recuperate well, and tomorrow I will ask Wang Bao to bring you something to eat." ”

"The barbarians will let me recuperate without doing anything?"

"Sure, if I really kill you, I won't let you lie in bed, but you will lie on the ground forever. Wang Yuan paused for a moment and said, "But you have to get well as soon as possible, the patience of the barbarians is limited, and one day the whim patrolling the camp will find that you are not well, and will send you to a place where life is worse than death." ”

"Where?"

"I'll tell you later. ”

"My last question: why did the clerk help to round the lie? ”

"Oh, you said Wen Kui, we are fellow countrymen, and we immediately got close to each other as soon as we heard the accent. Before you healed from your injury, you slept on this lower bunk, and you were originally the upper bunk. ”

"How can you fall asleep on your stomach? Skech complained.

"You can fall asleep like a dog. ”