At the junction of Jiazhou and Ganzhou, a dilapidated village stands quietly between the two states, half of which is located in Jiazhou and half is located in Ganzhou.

Most of the villages are thatched huts, and the heavy thatch crackles in the sun, making people wonder if the thatch is going to catch fire.

Among the dozens of households, only two or three are mud-walled mud houses, luxuriously covered with gray tiles, and the area is larger than many homes.

The road into the village was full of potholes, the dry farmland was crisscrossed, the dry straw was scattered in the fields, and the ears of rice on the top were all cut down.

Wu Ziying and his entourage heard that there is Guanyin soil in this village, so they followed the road pointed by the refugees to come here, because the village is located at the junction of the two states, so this village is called Liangzhou Village, that is, one side is called Jiazhou Village, and the other side is called Ganzhou Village.

There are only a few dozen families in the village.

During the drought, people from other places desperately fled to Jiazhou, Quanzhou and other state cities, and only the villages of Liangzhou remained.

When Wu Ziying and the others arrived, there were people lying under the black eaves of all over the village, and there were many dead refugees on the road, and Wu Ziying and they didn't care.

As soon as they stepped into the village, it was as if they had stabbed a hornet's nest, and more than twenty or thirty strong laborers rushed up with farm tools in their hands, and caught Wu Ziying and them off guard.

"It's a pity"

"That kid has fine skin and tender meat, if it weren't for the lack of food, you could still recruit him as a husband."

Outside, there was the sound of grinding knives, and a woman's voice like a broken gong.

Wu Ziying's hands and feet were tied, his mouth was stuffed with foul-smelling rags, and his hands were behind his back, struggling incessantly, trying to break free from the rope that bound him.

The people who went down the mountain with her were kidnapped by other villagers, and she was the only one in this mud-walled farmhouse, and the mother and daughter outside.

"Mother~~, or you kill him later, I'll ...... I haven't tasted what a man is like, and it's rare to meet a decent one, I ...... I want to taste it" The seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman bowed her head slightly, her cheeks were slightly red and a little shy, and she couldn't help blushing and heartbeat when she thought of the handsome appearance of the person tied in the room.

The sound of sharpening knives stopped.

A fat woman with a big waist and a round waist and a face like a disc stood upright, rubbed her daughter's head vigorously with her rough big hands, and coaxed in a dumb voice: "Good, kill this, you can meet the next one, the fat sheep can't stay overnight, otherwise something will happen."

"Alas, mother~, just one night, can it be done in one night? Do you want to watch me die without tasting that...... What does that taste like? The woman raised her head, and saw that she had a fat head and big ears, a flat nose and bear eyes, and a big mouth and thick lips, and she looked like a scary and terrifying ghost, no wonder she could say those words of a tiger and a wolf.

"Nope"

"Mother~"

"Obedient, my mother will catch you another day, this one is hard for us to snatch back, and it can't go wrong."

"Woo, Dad, why is my life so bitter, you open your eyes and see, just to taste the taste of my mother shouldn't be, Dad......" The woman saw that the old lady did not agree, and immediately sat on the ground, and the ghost cried wolf.

The woman was young and widowed, and the most distressed thing was the girl left by her deceased husband, and when she heard her cry, one head was bigger than two.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, I promise you, can't I promise you?"

"Thank you, mother, I know that you are the best"

The woman got up from the ground at once, took her head in her arms, and kissed her several times on the face.

The woman was coaxed by her to smile, poked her disc-like face with her finger, and scolded in a dumb voice: "You, my mother really can't do anything about you"

"Come with my mother, the wedding dress that my mother married to your father when she was young was still pressed under the box, and your body is about the same size as your mother when she was young, just enough to wear"

"This ghost day is a family or not, so I will have a round house tonight, if I am lucky, I may be able to conceive, and then my mother will have a grandson to hug."

The woman, who did not agree at first, thought of the appearance of the man tied up in the back room, and could not help but look forward to the arrival of her grandchildren, for if the girl had a marriage with the man, the grandchildren born would be better looking than her and her daughter.

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, and she put the polished kitchen knife on the table and took her daughter back to the house to find a wedding dress.

There was only a curtain between the inner room and the outer room, and although I couldn't see the scene clearly, my ears could hear it clearly.

Phew, shameless.

Wu Ziying scolded secretly in her heart, although the mother and daughter temporarily spared her life, she was not happy at all.

When the woman came in after changing into her wedding dress, took off her clothes, and was about to feel the joy of fish and water, she found that the handsome man who had been tied up had become the same girl as herself, and she would only die even more miserably.

It's just that the woman doesn't know what techniques to use, and Bai Xia has taught her the techniques of untying the rope, but none of them are useless.

struggled for a long time, in addition to sweating profusely, the rope on his body was still tightly tied.

Listening to the woman's happy voice from the next room, Wu Ziying's heart sank little by little.

She tried to move to the corner, leaning on the help of the wall, slowly moving.

"Mother, your wedding dress is so beautiful"

"Silly boy, this is your wedding dress"

The woman lovingly watched her only daughter put on her wedding dress, and she was not so worried about letting Wu Ziying live one more night.

Wu Ziying moved to the door, where the curtain was erected.

"Mother, you give me a curl of hair"

"Good"

Wu Zi moved outside the curtain and saw the polished kitchen knife on the table.

The rags that gagged her mouth had already been pushed out little by little by her tongue, she slowly moved to the edge of the table, leaned over, grabbed the back of the knife with her teeth, inserted the knife into the crack of the table, and then fell to the ground, raised her foot vigorously, aimed the rope in the direction of the blade, and cut it gently and forcefully.

The rope that tied her was as thick as a thumb, and although the knife was stuck in the gap between the table and the wall, there was no way to force the back of the knife, and she didn't dare to move too much, for fear that the rope would not be cut, but the knife would be dropped.

Fortunately, this kitchen knife was sharpened very sharply, and it only took a while for the rope on the ankle to be broken, Wu Ziying moved his foot hard, and the rope on his foot was loosened.

"Mother, your combed hair is so beautiful"

"That's, don't look at who your mother is"

In the next room, there was the sound of a woman's gong breaking, and footsteps rang out.

They're coming out.

Wu Ziying hurriedly withdrew his untied feet, stood up from the ground with the help of the strength of his shoulders, turned his back, turned his head, and put the rope that tied his hands on the blade.

The power in her hand was more precisely controlled, and almost the moment the rope in her hand was broken, the curtain covering the next room was lifted, and a large ball of fat stepped out of it.

Wu Ziying didn't notice that her originally tied hair had fallen out, and the neckline on her body was also spreading out in the struggle, revealing the delicate collarbone and the corset that tied her chest.

The woman's face was full of shy joy, but when she saw Wu Ziying in the hall, she turned into a scream: "Ah......"

(End of chapter)