Several people looked at each other, their eyes were full of horror, what kind of heart did this have to be to do such a cruel thing?

Rose's figure swayed, and Wen Mu reached out to support her.

The eyes of several people looked at the unopened, long embankment, and each other's eyes were deeply worried.

"Chang'an, block the scene, don't fly out a single bird." Zhuo Yunfan ordered in a heavy voice.

Chang'an took the order and left, and soon, the people who repaired the embankment were gathered and went to rest. The county officials and Zhuo Yunfan's guards guarded the periphery to prevent anyone from leaking the news.

Rose had eased up, and the gentleness between her eyebrows had been replaced by coldness.

There are now six people on the embankment: Zhuo Yunfan, Feng Ziang, Rose, Wen Mu, the head of the county government, and the owner of Qingfeng Village.

Zhuo Yunfan didn't speak, his eyes looked at everyone, and everyone nodded silently.

The six of them slapped together, and when the wind passed, another section of the embankment was opened.

It's another pit of white bones.

Continue to palm, this time, there are only three white bones in the pit, but it is more chilling and angry than the first two pits.

The two white bones were lying on each other, looking at the position of the skull, it was estimated that it was a man and a woman. In the middle of the two white bones, protected by the bones of the two hands, is the skeleton of a child, about five or six years old, depending on the length of the skeleton.

This is no longer madness, miserable, and can be described.

There are two words in everyone's heart: buried alive.

Zhuo Yunfan's face was terrifyingly gloomy, the air seemed to be frozen, and everyone's chest seemed to be pressed against a boulder, so heavy that they couldn't breathe.

Rose's face turned pale, and her heart hurt inexplicably.

"Keep an eye on here." Zhuo Yunfan said to Feng Ziang and the county government catcher.

Zhuo Yunfan came down from the embankment, and the old magistrate who was so anxious hurriedly hurried to catch up.

"With such a big disaster, why didn't the Governor of Liangjiang come?" Zhuo Yunfan's fire is very big.

"Governor of Liangjiang?" Lao Zhixian rarely showed a mocking tone, "The Governor of Liangjiang is very busy. ”

"Is there anything more important than disaster relief?"

"Do you need soldiers?" Lao Zhixian asked cautiously, "One of General Meng's barracks is nearby." ”

The army has the discipline of the army, and it is not allowed to leave the territory without an order. What's more, General Dream's soldiers are not regular garrisons, and they can't act at will.

As long as he can barely support himself, the county magistrate will not trouble the Mengjia Army.

"On the first day of junior high school, take my warrant and invite the Dream Army." Zhuo Yunfan handed over a token to Chu Yi, looking at the small body of Lao Zhixian and frowning.

"Zhao Zhutou knows where it is." Lao Zhixian hurriedly shouted Zhao Zhutou down.

The two men rode fast horses and galloped away.

"What are the governors of Liangjiang busy with?" Zhuo Yunfan asked.

"I don't know." Lao Zhixian had a very bad impression of the governor of Liangjiang, "In the first few years, when there was a flood, the governor would send people and the prefect would come." Later, I got used to it, and the disaster was not serious, and if people didn't come, some silver could still be sent, and now it's even X...... There are no more replies. ”

Lao Zhixian almost burst into foul language, but he couldn't bear it.

"Have you reported to the authorities?"

"Yes, every year, every time, it is reported to the prefect and the governor for the first time."

"Well, then, go and reassure the people so that they don't have to worry. Send someone to inform the family that the embankment is in time to be completed, and it will be delayed to come and go, so they will live by the embankment, so that the family should not worry. The salary was doubled and sent in advance. ”

"Xia Guan understands." Lao Zhixian left in a hurry.

Chang'an maintained order below, and Zhuo Yunfan flew up to the embankment again.

said to the owner of Qingfeng Village: "There are Lao Da masters to help appease the people, don't let them worry and panic." ”

"Grass people, Lord Xie, trust." The big boss jumped down the embankment to pacify the people.

Zhuo Yunfan looked at Rose's pale face: "Miss Rose, go down and take a rest." ”

Rose tried to go, but her feet were pinned to the ground and she couldn't move.

Zhuo Yunfan's gaze turned to Wen Mu, this person didn't know.

"My lord, I am Miss Rose's retinue." Wen Mu reported to his home.

"Take care of your young lady." After speaking, he took out two pairs of gloves and two face towels from his arms, and handed one of them to Feng Ziang.

The two men put on gloves and face towels and went down to the pit to examine the bones.

Zhuo Yunfan first looked at the shorter adult skull, and under the skull, he found a complete hosta.

The style is simple and simple, the color has been soaked in the underground soil, no longer bright and bright, the hairpin is a delicate plum blossom, this hairpin and the hairpin that stabbed the concubine of the horse to death, the shape is exactly the same.

Zhuo Yunfan put away the hairpin, and Feng Ziang continued to examine the bones.

Wen Mu persuaded the princess: "Miss, don't look at it." ”

Rose nodded, and Wen Mu led her to jump off the embankment.

The sunlight was a little harsh, and Rose felt dizzy and fell asleep against a large rock.

Wen Mu stayed by the side inch by inch.

At dusk, the sound of iron hooves shook the ground, and a group of heavily armed cavalry rushed forward and quickly surrounded the entire scene.

Zhuo Yunfan and Feng Ziang got up from the pile of bones and jumped off the embankment.

Feng Ziang saw the head of the cavalry, and his heart, which had been gloomy, finally relaxed a little.

"Uncle Moqing." Feng Ziang greeted him.

"Ziang." Mo Qing greeted him, and the kid looked a lot better.

"Lord Zhuo, the last general, Mengjia Jun Moqing." Mo Qing saluted Zhuo Yunfan, "Obey the dispatch of your lord." ”

"You know?" Zhuo Yunfan looked at Feng Ziang and looked at Mo Qing.

"Together in Jiangnan, I have met a few times." Mo Qing replied.

The ghost believes that you have only met a few times, and the Dream Army can be seen by anyone, anyone? Fengshuang Pavilion is really a mysterious existence.

As he spoke, the carriage behind him had also arrived, and Mo Qing began to command the camp.

Soon, tents were erected along the embankment, and the tents were all marching tents, each of which could accommodate ten people.

The brothers of Qingfeng Village and the people who repaired the embankment were divided into three tents, and the big boss divided the brothers into three tents and sat outside the tents to guard them.

After the people were appeased, they were no longer afraid, and it was none of their business anyway.

The soldiers brought simple food and water to the tents, and when they saw what they had eaten, they remembered that they had only eaten half of their lunch and were now hungry.

As they ate, they began to talk to each other.

"Say, how many of those things are in this embankment?"

"Who knows, it's really crazy."

"I don't know who those are?"

"It can't be the one who built the embankment back then, right?" One person said in horror, "I heard that many people died during the embankment, and some families only received the compensation money, and they didn't even see the bones of their relatives." ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the others were also afraid.

"It's just a dike, why should it be filled in the dike, shouldn't there be a stone in it?"

"It can't be like us, who discovered some secret and was killed, right?"

"Then will we also ......" halfway through the sentence, not daring to say any more.

The steamed bun in the mouth tastes the same as chewing wax.

"If they dare, they will have to bury us first." A small leader of Qingfeng Village at the door said, "If you really want to kill your mouth, why do you give us food?" Waste of food. ”

Everyone nodded one after another, and what they said was that if they wanted to kill their mouths, they would kill them directly, and why should they set up tents and send food?

People began to continue eating, and continued to speculate.

"Say, where is this soldier?"

"It doesn't look like the Governor of Liangjiang."

"Don't mention that thing, when did he ever care about us."

"If it were really his soldiers, we would probably have seen Hades by now."

A young man approached the little leader at the door: "Big brother, do you know where this soldier is?" ”

"I don't know, it seems that the old magistrate sent someone to invite it." You are a common man and I am a bandit, what is the matter? You've lost all the momentum of my bandit.

"Lao Zhi County invited him, that must be a good person."

"If you can't trust anyone, you can't trust Lao Zhixian."

"You said that Lao Zhixian is just a little old man, how do you know so many soldiers?"

"Do you understand whether diligence can make up for clumsiness, Lao Zhi County has been in the county for so many years, which corner of Leyang County has he never been to? Maybe you found it in some hidden valley? ”

Although the idiom is not used appropriately, it is really like this, and the Mengjiajun was really found by Lao Zhixian himself.

When it comes to Lao Zhi County, everyone is down-to-earth, they should eat, drink, and sleep.

After getting up early and greedy for darkness for so many days, the iron-beaten man can't hold on. After eating and drinking, they all lay down and slept, and in a short time the tent began to hear snoring one after another.

In the embankment, there are nameless bones with nowhere to put them.

In the tent, there are simple people who sleep soundly.

Those who are protected can always have nothing to fear.