When she looked up again, she could only see a small circle of misty darkness above her head, but unfortunately it was fleeting, and the only bright spot was immediately covered with a heavy manhole cover.

So it was, she was thrown down a well, a shallow well, or an old dry well overgrown with weeds and vine branches!

She looked around, her weeds and vines piercing her hips and legs. The ancient well was dark and silent, empty and empty.

Suddenly, there was a slight rustling sound in the northwest corner!

She quickly took out her dagger, walked forward cautiously, and shouted, "Is it a man or a ghost?" Don't pretend to be a ghost, show up quickly! ”

The vines that climbed the wall in the corner swayed slightly, and the darkness shone slightly. Is there really a ghost?

Hey, it doesn't look like a ghost's eyes, it doesn't look like the light of a candle, but it looks more like the white satin sheen of the embroidered pattern on a splendid dress.

She picked up the dense weeds with her bare hands, looked at each other, and didn't dare to come out.

There are still six or seven ladies hiding in the corner!

The ladies had messy and unkempt hair, and their dresses were stained with stucco. One of the ladies was even more disheveled, her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had just cried bitterly. There was also a little lady who looked no more than five years old, and she was staring at her at this time.

The lady guarding in front was a little older, she took a deep breath, opened her dry and cracked lips, and said in a dumb voice: "Lady, the lady was also thrown down from the well?" ”

Yao Yun bowed slightly, put away the dagger in his hand, and gave a respectful salute: "Hello ladies, were they all thrown down by the little brother in the inn?" ”

The middle-aged woman nodded, her eyes were sad, she clutched her chest and choked: "Yes, yes, poor little lady, you are still so young, you may be tortured from now on." ”

Yao Yun asked them to sit down and rest, and the most important thing was to find out the current situation first.

It turns out that these ladies also stayed in the inn with their husbands. In the middle of the night, the same innocent little brother came looking for them. They were coaxed out and pushed down the dry well.

The leader who can speak is Wang Niangzi, who was pushed down this ancient well ten days ago, and she was also the first to be pushed down among this group of ladies. The one wearing a white satin dress is Mrs. Chen, who was arrested seven or eight days ago. The crying Wei Niangzi on one side came on the sixth day. That little lady Zhao only came the day before yesterday, and when she heard that she had followed Aya to the south and unfortunately entered the tiger's mouth, she looked at her in confusion, as if she didn't understand what was going on.

"Mrs. Wang, are there other exits here?"

Wang Niangzi wiped her tears with her dirty sleeves, suppressed her crying and said, "Yes, yes, but we can't get out." Fang Cai, Fang Cai Zheng Niangzi Cai, was sent back. But, poor man! ”

As soon as these words came out, the ladies all hung their heads timidly, their eyes were scarlet, and they were afraid that they would be the ones who would be murdered next time.

The lady with messy clothes and red and swollen eyes was Zheng Niangzi, who was brutally poisoned and humiliated. At this time she lay sickly on the straw mat on one side like a dead man, her eyes swollen with weeping, and she was silent.

Yao Yun got up and walked in front of her, put together the messy and shabby dress for her, and then raised her hand to take her temperature, but fortunately there was no cold.

She raised her hand and touched the tears in the corners of her eyes, and said in a warm voice: "You rest first, the most important thing is to live well." ”

Seeing her behaving like this, the five-year-old lady Zhao hurriedly trotted over and grabbed her sleeve tightly, as if she felt that she was someone to be relied on.

"Sister, sister, do you know when my Aya will come to pick me up?" She looked at her innocently, hoping to get a positive answer from her.

Yao Yun only felt that his eyes were blinded by the inexplicable wind and sand, and his eyes were blurry and swollen. She took a handkerchief and wiped her dark face for her, led her to sit on the side of the straw mat, and softly coaxed her to sleep quickly.

This is a prostitution den of rape, murder and trafficking. The murderer in the inn specially stayed with Lang Jun with the lady, robbed and killed Lang Jun, and locked the ladies here. If you have evil thoughts and lustful thoughts, you will casually tie up the lady to have fun. I heard that every once in a while, the ladies will be kidnapped and sold with their faces covered.

Several ladies leaned against each other to fall asleep, trembling and spending another bleak rainy night.

"Sluts, it's time to get up, the meal is coming......"

The man's rude voice woke everyone up, and the ladies hurriedly got up and straightened their dresses, and staggered back several steps in horror, for fear that they would be taken away again.

Little Lady Zhao rubbed her eyes sleepily, and she was about to be stepped on by the rude man. Yao Yun didn't have time to pick her up, so she could only lean down to protect her, but unfortunately her back was kicked a few times, which shocked her internal organs as if they had been torn and crushed.

"Hmph, I still want to protect others, let's see if I can survive first......" The rough man took a sip of saliva to the side, with a wicked smile on his face, shaking his legs and swaggering away.

As soon as the ladies behind him saw him leave, they swarmed up, and the hungry wolves preyed on the few white flour steamed buns and bone broth on the gravel ground.

Yao Yun quickly snatched two steamed buns, but she didn't dare to touch the broth. She gave a whole steamed bun to Mrs. Zheng, and divided most of the steamed bun to the little girl, leaving only a small half of the steamed bun for herself.

In the afternoon, the fierce man came again, his eyes full of obscene smiles, and he pulled Wang Niangzi by the collar with one hand.

Wang Niangzi cried and struggled heartbreakingly, but to no avail, she was still rudely dragged away.

A few hours later, Wang Niangzi was finally sent back, her clothes were disheveled, and there were still two or three bloodstained knife marks on her arms, which was really miserable.

At night, the dry well was silent, and everyone was anxious, and the future was uncertain, and they did not know who would be taken away tonight.

Sure enough, the heavy stone door in front of him rumbled, and the big man came again.

This time, he held up a lewd smiling face, showed a disgusting rotten tooth full of black dirt, and deliberately patrolled back and forth in front of several people.

Yao Yun rolled her eyes in her heart, I'm sorry, I still think that I am a saint who is here to choose a concubine!

The ladies leaned against the edge of the corner in fear, their heads slightly bowed, their legs and feet trembling.

His eyes widened, and he walked in front of Zheng Niangzi with his teeth and claws.

Mrs. Zheng was stunned, pulling Wang Niangzi's sleeve tightly, and the red and swollen marks on her face had not yet subsided.

He snorted coldly and pursed his lips boredly.

After taking two steps forward, his eyes lit up, and he rudely picked up the collar of Wei Niangzi's robe and pulled it out. Wei Niangzi was so frightened that she begged for mercy and grabbed the back of his hand with her nails.