Although it is autumn, it is not very cold, but at night in the mountains, the mountain breeze blows, which still makes people feel a little cool and swishing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a fire in the clearing, and as they were going to sleep, the men pointed to the oldest prisoner and said,

"Old man, you are old and don't sleep well, you keep vigil tonight, watch this fire, don't let it go out, if it goes out, there will be another tiger or something, you just wait to feed the tiger!"

The old man didn't say much, but he happily agreed, saying,

"Okay, no problem, I'm old, it's the same whether I sleep or not!

He said, "You keep watch for the first half of the night, and then change people for the second half of the night! You keep it tonight, and they keep it tomorrow night—"

Lingwa heard what he meant, and she had to go for a few days? I couldn't help but feel stunned in my heart, and I was a little reluctant, but looking at the flail around my neck and the iron shackles on my hand, I was really helpless and a little crazy-

The cunning tolerance was still before going to bed, and he took a thick iron chain and locked the four men together, and tied them to a big tree, and then they were around the fire, with their backs to the boulders, and they were drowsy.

How big is this Great Spirit Mountain? No one can say?

According to an experienced old man, the area is nearly 10,000 square kilometers, but no one has really gone out so far? Most of those who have gone out before have climbed over a few high mountains, waded through a few rivers, and walked into another basin, and there are local ruffians and hooligans in each basin area, just like the county town of Wanshan.

In the middle of the night, the mountains are quiet and a little scary, with black holes everywhere, and the surrounding woods blown by the mountain wind, whirring and whirring, one after another, which makes people can't help but have a lot of ghostly thoughts.

Everyone was lying down or leaning on the sleep, so sleepy, the old man of the night vigil kept sleepy, his eyes were sticking to his eyes, and some of them couldn't open them.

The wind seemed to be getting stronger, and at that moment there was a rustling sound from halfway up the hill on one side, like some behemoth struggling to move forward among the trees and weeds.

The voice was going down, in the direction of their group, getting closer—

At this moment, a prisoner sleeping next to Lingwa suddenly turned upside down to him, scared him to sit on the ground and jumped, the chain shook with a loud sound, this sound alarmed the dark object not far away, the object made a howl of "Whoa~~Hmm", and the frightened Lingwa screamed,

"Tiger!

Everyone immediately woke up, and the sound of chains, steel knives, and the fire was lit up, illuminating the surroundings, and the scene was chaotic, and in this chaos, there was a rustle in the darkness ahead, and it faded away—

Some of the people pulled out steel knives, some held wooden sticks tightly, gathered together, panicked, waited for a long time, and saw that there was no movement around, before turning their eyes back and looking at the four of them.

"It's a tiger, it must be a tiger, I heard it bark, and immediately came to me—" Lingwa was also shocked, and said anxiously.

One of them stepped forward and kicked the old man twice with his leg, scolding.

"You dead old man, tell you to keep vigil, you are a ghost of guarding the nuns! I almost killed Lao Tzu - Lao Tzu beat you to death!"

After speaking, he kicked the old man twice more in the chest, and the other party who only kicked fell to the ground and kept coughing.

Then another tolerance pointed to Lingwa and said,

"In the second half of the night, you come to guard! If you snooze again, it's not a matter of kicking twice! Beat to death—do you hear clearly?"

When Lingwa saw the old man being beaten, she felt as if she was asking for credit, stealing his limelight and causing him to be beaten, and she felt a little unhappy; at the same time, she felt a little angry that these tolerances were inhumane, and she didn't squeak, she just looked at them with her eyes.

Seeing that the spirit baby did not squeak, the tolerance stepped forward and pointed at the head of the spirit baby with a big stick in his hand.

"Lao Tzu asked, did you hear clearly?"

Lingwa also looked at him fiercely, and spit out two words from his mouth in a low voice, know!

Seeing that Lingwa was very unconvinced, he also said to Lingwa.

"Another day, I'll gouge out your eyes for you, boy!

After scolding, a group of people returned to their original positions and continued to sleep, Lingwa moved to the side of the fire, helped the old man on the ground, and asked softly,

"Are you alright?"

The old man rubbed his chest and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Lingwa was no longer sleepy, while pulling out the fire, while looking at the group of people crowded in the dark, thinking, if you give me a stick, I will give you some powerful taste, you help the dog fight the guy, count it as a ball!

The next day, he still climbed the mountain, and the older prisoner, after two days of tossing, was obviously physically exhausted, and as soon as he went up the mountain, he kept coughing, I wonder if it was related to the two kicks he received last night?

The old man also tried his best, and there was no way out, so he thought to himself, "You can kill me, and it will save you trouble if you kill me?" But he also knows that the tolerance can't kill him, he can't pay the errand, he can't get rid of the clean? If he wants to die, he has to die in the labor area.

Lingwa walked in front of him, and stopped from time to time to pull him, just like that, stopped and walked, grinding, and after a few days, he finally climbed a few mountains-

In the evening, the camp was held by a waterhole in a col. The water in the pool is very wide, very deep, the water is clear, cold, there are constantly mountain springs injected, and there are flat grasslands all around, so camping here is ideal, at least the beasts in the mountains go to the low-lying land, and the chance of haunting the open land is less!

As soon as they sat down, exhausted and sleepy, they saw a man come up and say to the four prisoners,

"Tomorrow, you will go to your 'home'! In the future, this will be your 'home', and if you want to go back to your hometown, you should be obedient and work more, and if you don't want to go back to your hometown, you can do it yourself! Just remind you here and find out your own identity -- it's your own business to suffer!"

Lingwa sat on the ground and thought to herself, you guy is talking nonsense, and you still use you to remind you to pretend to be a good person?

At night, Lingwa thought to herself, all the way she was trying to escape--but there was always no chance?There was no way to run in the vast mountains, and the chains and shackles did not leave her? It seemed that the only way to go to the prison area was to see how miserable it was—

On the last day, the road only crossed a hill and came to the halfway up the mountainside, where there were two stone houses, guarded by several officers and soldiers in armor, like a checkpoint!

The wooden gate, with large high, pointed wooden stakes on both sides, stretches deep into the forest. Lingwa thought to herself, for six or seven days in the deep mountains and old forests, crawling and rolling, I can finally see a few figures at this time-

If you enter this wooden gate, you will be considered to have entered the labor area.

Two stone houses were built on the edge of the cliff, and at the door you could see a dilapidated plank road, uneven, trembling and hanging dangerously on the edge of the cliff, zigzag and stretched forward—

The leader shouted twice at the gate, and after a while, a short, fat middle-aged man with the appearance of a non-commissioned officer walked out and pointed to a soldier outside the door, and the soldier hurriedly stepped forward to open the door. A tolerance hand in the hand to go in first.

At this time, Lingwa saw two tolerances next to her, and asked the old prisoner for money?

Unexpectedly, the old man dared to ask why he wanted money?

"Buy the road money, cross the plank road immediately - can this plank road be repaired without spending money?"

Several people didn't dare to ask again, and Lingwa obediently took out twenty copper plates from her bag and put them in her hands.

After exchanging official documents and paying the money, the group entered the wooden gate and continued on the road-

The plank road can be described as a natural danger! Everyone walked up and looked at it, and cold sweat broke out on their heads - people without guts can't walk!

The plank road excavated on the cliff is all to the hard cliff rock in the middle of the air, stuffing the wood, all by manpower, in that environment, surrounded by clouds and mist, ordinary people think about it and feel numb! Besides, now this plank road, I don't know how many years it has been used? A lot of wood has been rotted and fallen off after a long time of wind, sun and rain, and people step on it, maybe if they are not careful, they will fall off the cliff and break their bones! The safety chain hanging is also rusty, and there is no section of it, and there is no safety at all!

The prisoners were all ruthless, telling the prisoners to go ahead and follow carefully behind.

Who will go ahead?

All the eyes of the people are on the young spirit baby, one is small and smart, and the other is good physical fitness, bold, and not afraid. Lingwa didn't shirk, as soon as she raised her feet, she went up, and when she encountered blackened, water-quality wood, she tried it first to see if there was anything to grab next to it, and if it didn't work, you could grab a branch or cliff to make sure there was no problem and then walk over.

The group left the checkpoint and cautiously walked to the middle of the plank road, and the old prisoner walked behind the four people, I don't know whether he was too tired or timid, and he clutched the rocks next to him with both hands, and every step seemed quite difficult.

This made the back tolerance unpleasant, and he was unexpectedly hit on the back with a stick, and scolded,

"Fuck, such a coward, go die-"

Just after scolding for a while, suddenly a shocking scene happened:

I saw the old man turn around suddenly, hold the tolerance behind him with both hands, take advantage of his unpreparedness, desperately try to the side, and jump off the cliff together-

When they looked back, they saw a figure flashing in the air below, and a desperate scream of "Ah!" came from the clouds, and there was nothing-

Everyone was shocked, staying on the plank road as if they were electrocuted, motionless!

Shocked for a moment, the back of the tolerance all pulled out the big knife on his waist, holding a stick in one hand, and pointing at the three of them with a knife in the other, all of them looked frightened, and the front one put on a false step, and shouted tremblingly,

"What are you doing? and—who else—want to dance?think—want—live, just—be honest!"

The old man's jumping made Lingwa's heart really shocked! Under the shouts of the tolerances, he walked forward cautiously, while thinking, the old man was beaten the most along the way, and it is estimated that he saw through the red dust and had no hope for the future, so he was forced to a dead end, right?

The tolerance behind no longer dared to get too close to the three of them, always kept two or three meters away, and did not dare to scold anymore.

What they should be thinking about at this moment should be what to do? How to go to the prison and labor area? How to go back to the prison area?

——

Walking to the end of the plank road, turning a big bend, suddenly opened up in front of me, as if I had found a huge sinkhole!

The surrounding cliffs are towering, forming a natural high wall, and the highest point is straight into the clouds! Lingwa They are still in the clouds, and they can't see the specific situation under the sinkhole, especially if they have arrived in the spirit world of another world!

The scene in front of me made the horror just now a little numb, and there was another surprise, and it felt complicated and indescribable!

On the edge of the cliff protrudes a vacant lot, with an area of twenty or thirty square meters, with a wooden stake fence, and a few soldiers guard, there is a three-eyed cave on the rock next to it, and there are four gilded characters engraved on the stone wall in the middle, and Lingwa recognizes the "gold supervisor"——

I guess this should be the last level, right?

Under the shouting of the tolerance, walking up to the open space, three people stood outside the big hole, three tolerance took the official document, and drilled into the hole with a heavy heart, leaving four outside to guard, Lingwa turned her head to look at the open space in mid-air. There are traces of man-made everywhere on the ground and stone walls, so why do you want to do it here? A place name that works hard is also gold? Is it really gold?

On the other side are the steps down the hill, narrow and steep, stretching like earthworms to the bottom of the foggy sinkhole.

At this time, two men came up from the bottom of the mountain, and at first glance they were servants, their clothes were tattered, their faces were yellow, hungry, thin, and covered with mud, and they were about thirty or forty years old.

When he climbed up, he was out of breath, weak, and looked panicked, and when he saw the plank road leading to the outside, his eyes lit up, and he rushed straight over, but was immediately stopped by several soldiers, one of whom shouted in horror,

"We've already finished our sentences, we've been working for a few more years! Let us go home—we're going home!"

Immediately after that, two more soldiers came up from the bottom of the mountain, and as soon as they came up, they didn't care about panting, raised the big stick in their hands, and slammed their heads and faces—

Beat and scold, "I'll let you run, let you run - where to run!"

Sticks with thick wrists, strong soldiers who eat food, snap and bang, one stick, hit the thin laborers, two sticks to sweep the legs, two sticks to split the head, two sticks to knock on the back, three or two blows, the two of them are picked on the ground, their heads are broken and bleeding, wow wow screaming, hugging their heads and begging for mercy!

Lingwa and the three of them saw it in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts, thinking that this was not deliberately killing chickens to show the monkeys, knowing that we had just arrived, so we would scare Ma Wei, right?

However, what they didn't expect was that they saw a thin and black middle-aged man walking out of the cave, with a black pockmarked face, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, a big knife hanging from his waist, and a cold expression, as soon as he came out of the hole, he asked loudly,

"What's the noise?"

One of the soldiers withdrew his stick and said,

"They want to run away!"

When the two laborers heard this, they hurriedly pleaded,

"The adult has been wronged, the villain's sentence has been many years - I haven't returned to my hometown for seventeen years, I am homesick, and on a whim, I dare to go up the mountain - and I ask for the adult's permission!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was very impatient, waved his hand to the two soldiers, said nothing, turned around and returned to the cave.

The two soldiers understood, and one of them pointed to the two men on the ground and said,

"Get up, my lord agrees, and send you home!"

When the two of them heard this, they didn't believe their ears a little, and they were half-convinced.

"Get up, you can go home—"

Only then did the two of them hold back the pain, stand up timidly, and look at the two soldiers with two pairs of confused eyes,

"Let's go, let's go, go down the boardwalk, go home-"

The two of them cautiously walked on the plank road next to them, and they didn't take two steps on the plank road, when the workers behind them were kicked off the cliff by a soldier, and they disappeared into the clouds without screaming-

Seeing this, the one in front turned his head and ran, but was caught up by another soldier in two steps, and when he hit him on the head, the man turned in a small circle on the spot, and then fell headlong off the cliff, and also did not scream-

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