The girl insisted on letting him eat it, and promised not to steal anything again, lest he be beaten.

The boy didn't answer, and when he saw her persistence, he stretched out his mouth and bit the meat.

"Okay, you eat. ”

The girl insisted that he finish eating, pushing and shoving, and finally let him take another bite before she would eat it.

She ate the meat and chewed all the bones, licked the greasy on her dirty hands, and looked reluctant to carefully check whether there was still greasy on her hands. After not looking for it again, he suddenly came up to the boy's face and licked the greasy lips on the corners of his mouth.

This surprised the boy, who looked at her with a smile and said, "No wonder you are so bold as to steal something to eat." ”

"I was hungry, and I had eaten a lot since I was a child, so my father and mother sold me as a slave. The original owner resold it here because I ate too much. ”

The boy couldn't help but be curious, and looked at her thin body and bones, and he really didn't know how much it could hold.

"How good can you eat?"

"I have never eaten enough, and it turns out that the master's family went into the kitchen in the middle of the night at most and ate four chickens, one and a half fish, seven or eight dishes of leftovers, and half a bucket of rice. ”

The boy was amused.

"No wonder your father can't afford it!"

"Yes. The girl did not feel the slightest sadness or sadness about being abandoned by her parents, because her impression of her parents had long been blurred, and she could not even remember what they looked like. "What's your name?"

"Step by step. What about you?"

"July. ”

"July?" Bu Jingxian didn't remember having such a surname.

"I was born in July, I remember my parents called me that. ”

Bu Jingxian knew that her original family must be poor, this kind of name can only be given by the poor, and those who can get by a little bit will not call their children so casually. He couldn't stop feeling sad in his heart, he used to hear his father talk about how beautiful the world was when the Divine Soul Clan was not invaded and enslaved.

There is no struggle, no class, not even the concept of wealth and poverty. Everyone does not know the meaning of worrying about their livelihood, everyone follows the will of the divine soul to pursue freedom, live happily under the power given by the divine soul, and pursue and explore the deeper mysteries of the divine soul.

Every Divine Soul Clan gets along with each other as equals, and does their best to guide the young to the path of Divine Soul power. Each Divine Soul clan has a surname that symbolizes the glory of the power of the Divine Soul, not for pride and honor, but only for the purpose of recording and confirming the discoveries made in the process of advancement.

And the girl in front of her doesn't even have a surname. No one would tell her what their world was like a long time ago.

"July, do you want to get out of here and get free?"

July was stunned, and asked in disbelief, "Is it possible?"

Bu Jingxian nodded confidently and said, "When I was sent here, I heard that many people fled to Zheng Guo Xiangcheng, and Zheng Guo was also willing to accept Korean refugees. It was only a dozen miles from Xiangcheng, and the slave owners here were so cruel and unkind that everyone else was afraid that they would be willing to flee if they could. The situation in the manor has only been observed for a few dozen days, but there are more than two hundred slaves!"

July never imagined that Bu Jingxian would say this, although he couldn't fully digest and understand, but he couldn't help but feel admiration.

"But where can we go if we escape?"

"What are you afraid of! Even if you beg for food and beg on the street, you will always have freedom, what is more terrible than being a slave being bullied, abused, beaten, or even killed for fun?" Bu Jingxian said these words with a stern tone of questioning, which made July a little afraid, and felt that this was very reasonable. So she couldn't help but say, "I want to be free!"

Bu Jingxian smiled.

When he saw that a group of children had eaten, he shouted for silence and said that he planned to leave.

The children were dumbfounded when they listened to it, and they all felt that it was incredible, and it was impossible to succeed. They are young and weak, and they are no match for adults.

The children originally felt that they were favored by him, and they all had some respect for him in their hearts, and they were very sure of what he said and depicted the good future of escaping to Zheng Guo, so they were shaken, and gradually felt less afraid in their hearts, and they all thought that they would be able to succeed, and they agreed to listen to his orders one after another.

"But we don't even have weapons, and we can't get out of the door locked......"

When a child asked, Bu Jingxian had already dug out a short log from the dirt by the wooden shed, and its end was as sharp as a thorn.

"I'll do it alone when the food deliverer comes, and if I fail, I'll die alone!

All the children nodded silently in agreement, worried.

When the time came to deliver the food, the little slaves felt like a year.

The door of the wooden shed was opened, and a man came in with a large bucket of gruel and a large basket of steamed buns with hard noodles. The slave put the barrel on the ground and let the little slaves eat it themselves. I opened the basket again, grabbed the steamed buns, counted them and threw them out, the steamed buns rolled on the ground mixed with slush, all dirty, but the little slaves didn't care about picking them up and eating them. Then the slave took out a bowl of rice and a bowl of meat from the basket.

shouted and asked, "Which little guy is Miss Feng who confessed to take care of?" Come out and come out, I don't fucking know what virtue my ancestors have accumulated in my previous life!"

Bu Jingxian took it twice with one hand and put it on the ground.

The slave impatiently urged the slaves who had eaten the gruel to hurry up, and scolded and threatened some of them to quarrel and snatch them, and if they quarreled again, they would be thrown out to feed the dogs.

Just when the slave's attention was attracted, Bu Jingxian took out the wooden thorn behind his back, jumped off and pounced, and gambled on the strength of his whole body to stab the back of the slave's neck!

With the full force of his body weight, the sharp wooden thorns pierced the back of the slave's neck three inches in one fell swoop, knocking the slave to the ground. Bu Jingxian quickly turned over and rode on the back of the slave, pulled out the wooden thorn fiercely, and stabbed the side of the neck of the fallen slave desperately.

The little slaves were too frightened to make a sound, and they watched as the blood splattered quickly on the mud.

Seeing that the worker slave did not move again, Bu Jingxian finally stopped.

He was not afraid of such a brutal killing, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he calmly threw away the wooden thorns, picked up the rice and vegetables on the ground and poured them into the wooden bucket containing the gruel, and violently mixed them until the feeling was evenly dispersed.

"Bring bowls! Eat more so that we have the strength, I will never eat alone and let everyone drink porridge! Take a bowl, I will divide it, it is inevitable that there will be more meat and less meat, and no one who has more or less meat is not allowed to quarrel!"

The hungry children, who had seen the bloody slaughter in front of them, quickly recovered from the bloody killing scene in front of them, and couldn't wait to hand over their broken bowls and watch the fairy scoop up the food one by one.

In the end, he only had half a bowl of rice soup left, and some children wanted to give him some, but he sternly refused.

"If you believe me, I have the responsibility to let you live as well as possible, now I don't have anything else, I can do it if you eat less and show your heart!"

He asked the children to eat quickly, raised his head and drank dry rice soup, took the key from the slave, and stripped the slave of his clothes, pants and shoes for the thinnest in the crowd to wear. Seeing that everyone drank the porridge in one go, he grabbed the wooden thorn and said, "Let's go!"

July led a dozen or so little slaves straight to the kitchen, where the fire was still burning and there was a lot of prepared food on the table. The people found wood wrapped in cloth and poured oil on it, and each of them grabbed three or four sticks and went away in thirteen places.

It didn't take long for a fire to ignite in the manor.

One after another shouts rang out in the night.

"It's on fire! Someone has killed people and escaped, everyone should not sit and wait for death, kill all those damned workers and slaves, rob all their property and flee to Zheng Guo together! Zheng Guo accepts refugees unconditionally, the country is rich and the people are strong, and South Korea will be destroyed by Zheng Guo sooner or later, now we will not run away or resist, when will we wait!"

Thirteen places were on fire, and the place where the slaves were kept was rudimentary, and as soon as the fire was burned, the slaves were afraid, and when they rushed out, they were at a loss to hear shouts everywhere in the night, and there was fire everywhere. Suddenly, some of the slaves who had lost their relatives and friends turned red-eyed, followed by shouting and shouting, and the situation immediately became chaotic.

But in a moment, it evolved out of control.

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