The people of Anyu City were driven around like livestock, and although the city was once wealthy, it was now riddled with holes, accommodating too many refugees but not accommodating them properly.

After all, they were not accepted as "people", but as "materials" trapped in the city.

Anyu City became the "City of the Furnace" as early as fifty years ago, in addition to the captive monks, ordinary people, and cultivators who helped the abuse, in just a few decades, this city has become one of the most powerful cities in Xingling Prefecture.

Tang Qi, the head of the Tang family in the previous generation, Tang Yan's father, did not do his best to eradicate this cancer, but despite the internal and external troubles, coupled with the difficulty of supporting alone, Rao is a monk of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant and cannot restrain this Anyu City Minister.

Even before he died, he was full of remorse.

Today, the refugees admitted to Anyu City are still hungry, and they are kept in cells like prisoners, with only one meal a day.

It would be inaccurate to say that they were being held in cells, because it was a very large space that could accommodate a hundred people.

Sleeping, going to the toilet, eating, and locking up refugees are all in one place, and it is inevitable that the smell will be stinking.

The head of the cell nodded and greeted a purple-clothed monk, "The adults are here, I don't know what to advise?" ”

The purple-clothed monk covered his mouth and nose and said in disgust: "The ancestor needs the Heavenly Spirit Root and the Water Spirit Root, and the Heavenly Spirit Root and the Water Spirit Root are all fished out, washed, and sent over." ”

The cell leader's wrinkled face smiled, and he was stunned, "Is it all?" ”

"Of course, do you want me to repeat it?"

"Don't dare, don't dare." The cell boss turned his head and immediately yelled at the jailer, "Didn't you hear your lordship's orders? Go in and pull out both the Heavenly Spirit Root and the Water Spirit Root! ”

The leading jailer frowned at the people in the prison, and could only smile at the order: "Okay, it's just that there are many people in this cell, and they all have marks on their right arms. ”

The merchant lady shrank in the corner, holding her child Chunyan.

A leaf is painted on her arm, which is the symbol of the Wood Spirit Root, and her child Chun Yan has a cloud painted on the small arm, which is the symbol of the Heavenly Spirit Root.

The monks and stewards of An Yucheng were not manpowered, so they were originally separated from the Linggen Society and imprisoned them separately.

But as more and more people were identified, they were imprisoned, and there was no manpower or energy left to sort them.

The people around Shang Niangzi were all covering their arms, but there were a few Fire Spirit Roots who were afraid, and the big thorns bared their arms and walked to the side.

How this should be good, how this should be good!

Chunyan was still so young, she couldn't even speak, Shang Niangzi's hair was messy, and the tears in her eyes kept flowing, she didn't dare to cry out for fear of alarming the jailer.

Chunyan looked at her mother with wide eyes, not knowing what was going on. All he knew was that he couldn't make a sound, and that he had to be quiet here.

My mother said that if you make a sound, you can't go home.

Not only adults but also many children have been pulled out of this prison.

The merchant lady trembled and watched the jailer's steps get closer and closer to them.

What to do? What to do?

At this time, an eldest lady showed Shui Linggen's arm and stood in front of her.

With the appearance of the eldest mother, several people from the water spirit root and even the heavenly spirit root took the initiative to walk in front of her. A young man turned his head and whispered, "Shang Niangzi, go over there, those people from the Fire Spirit Root will surround you and will hide Chunyan." ”

Shang Niangzi looked at the little boy who was blocking her, with water droplets painted on his right arm, which was a water spirit root.

A man with a fire spirit root stood up and snatched Chun Yan away, so frightened that the merchant lady almost screamed.

But I saw that the man hid the little Chunyan in his back, and sandwiched the little Chunyan between the creaky nest with another pregnant woman, and the wide clothes covered him tightly.

Shang Niangzi's tears couldn't stop flowing down, she was the eldest lady, and her appearance was also famous, but here her beauty turned into a disaster, and the jailer remembered her when she was born. "No, this beautiful little lady has a kid with a heavenly spirit root!"