Di Ying opened her eyes.

First I saw a pair of stinky feet in front of me, and then a man.

A very ordinary-looking man dresses the same as ordinary people.

It's just that there are no waves in the eyes. It was dark and dull, as if there was no emotion at all. Even if he was scaring him with a knife, he didn't have any expression.

Di Ying understood.

These are dead men.

At this time, Di Ying's hands were cut backwards, his ankles were tied, and he was lying on the bottom of the car, and what he saw in front of him was a person, and behind him, he could feel that there were two more people.

plus the one who drove the carriage, and now he is being held hostage, and there are four of them in all—the dead.

Di Ying closed her eyes and tried to adjust her mind.

In such a situation, no matter how poor he is, there is no way to escape.

Even if these people didn't gag him, he didn't want to speak.

Using words to influence the enemy and using interests to impress the enemy are all things that only appear in the "word book".

These are the dead, the ones who put their lives to accomplish their tasks. From an early age, he was taught to be like a stone. There is no thought of one's own, no emotions of one's own.

There is no family, no weakness, and everything is done according to the master's command.

The Lord begotten, they begot; The Lord died, and they died.

He had the strength to convince them, and it was better to have enough energy to listen to the route of the carriage first.

Now the carriage is very bumpy, and it goes up and down, turning left and right.

He didn't roll around in the carriage, but the dead men in front and behind him kicked him with their feet.

Between the dancing curtains, the wind blows in with a natural freshness.

It's into the mountains.

Bingzhou is on the east road of the river, with the Fen River on the left and the mountains on the right.

Taihang Mountain!

Ma Guangjin's ancestral land is at the end of Hebei Province - Xingzhou. Between it and Bingzhou, it is separated by Taihang Mountain.

Di Ying knew that these dead soldiers were Ma Guangjin's people.

Ma Guangjin, as well as the adults in Ma Fu and the people who participated in the case, are now estimated to be drowning in the anger of the ants.

These dead soldiers can't rob the prisoner, so they can only rob him Di Ying.

Do you want to exchange him for Ma Guangjin's life? Is this the reason not to kill him?

Wrong.

If this is the case, then wouldn't it be enough to hijack on the spot and ask for a replacement? Why knock him out, tie him up, and take him away?

If nothing else, they originally wanted to replace them on the spot, but Ma Guangjin died.

Before they could think of a replacement, Ma Guangjin was "drowned", right?

Ha!

Die so fast!

Di Ying pouted in her heart.

He didn't regret that the plan to replace the dead was not implemented. He thinks the people are really ......

Why do you want those guys to die so quickly?

Wouldn't it be better to smash for a while, rest for a while, and let those guys fully feel the fear of death?

But fortunately, he started quickly, otherwise he would have been exchanged for him by these dead soldiers, and he didn't know what to do with it.

Generously shout: Leave me alone, you go on!

Then the dead soldiers wiped off their necks with a knife, and then left the people with guilt?

Don't!

It's good to be kidnapped like that.

They want to get themselves to the ancestral land of Ma Guangjin's family and use it as a memorial service, right?

Died in Taihang Mountain......

Di Ying thought about it and thought it was quite dreamy.

If he has a spirit after death, he is willing to guard this mountain and protect many who should be guarded.

Thinking of this, he opened his eyes and tried to twist his body and change positions so that the blood could flow a little better.

"Don't move!"

With the sound of warning, Di Ying's back was firmly kicked.

A fishy, sweet breath rushed through the throat, out of the mouth, and out of the lips.

Di Ying didn't have time to swallow it.

He simply spit it out, opened his bloody mouth, and said loudly: "If you want to drive very close, you can tie me up like this."

But if it is more than 12 hours, I don't need you to kill me, and I will die due to blood stasis.

You are a person with martial arts, and I am just a weak scholar who has not recovered from his injuries and has no power to restrain his chickens.

If you really want me to die like that, you might as well give me a knife right now. ”

As he spoke, he shrank his neck, then leaned back, and slammed into the blade that had stopped in front of him after slapping him in the face.

"Bang!"

Di Ying received another kick in the chest.

The dead man reacted very quickly, and while retracting the knife, he kicked Di Ying away.

Di Ying spurted out a mouthful of blood again, squirting onto the man's trouser leg. Then he closed his eyes weakly.

Now, he can be sure that the other party will not take his life for a while.

This judgment made his heart a little lighter.

After a dozen breaths, their conversation was heard.

"Untie him. Those who are barren mountains and mountains are not afraid that he will run away. ”

"I've heard that this man is scheming, are you sure you want to let him go? What if he's going to shout? ”

"Shout, it's been in the mountains for so long, whatever he wants. Call the lions, wolves, tigers and leopards, just to add food to us. Don't forget, the master's house rule is to bring the enemy back to be sacrificed. ”

"Okay, let him move on his own, and save us from serving."

The last sound fell, and Di Ying felt that the rope on her body had been cut by the knife.

He slowly lowered his body flat.

In an instant, the numbness after being bound was like countless insects and ants gnawing at his muscles and veins, which was very uncomfortable.

Di Ying clenched her teeth and waited for this feeling to pass.

The carriage was quiet again, and only the sound of the carriage "clanging" and "bones" could be heard.

Occasionally, there is the roar of wild beasts in the mountains, and the chirping of birds as they return to their nests.

It's getting dark.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the carriage to stop in a relatively flat place.

The three dead men in the car picked up Di Ying, carried him to the open space outside, and threw him down.

Di Ying didn't squeak, let alone resist.

After relieving yourself, slowly get up.

It is a small hill recess, surrounded by low hills, with only an opening about three meters wide.

Some of the weeds on the ground are obviously unable to get up after being trampled, and some are crushed by heavy objects and cannot be revived, etc.

It shows that there are often people and goods, carts and horses coming in to rest.

And want to know such a secret place......

You can still use the trail of a horse-drawn carriage when you enter the mountains......

It seems that Ma Guangjin has brought a lot of things back to his ancestral land, and he often comes and goes.

Di Ying walked quietly and released the water. And the dead men came with him.

Before the sky was completely dark, a dead man lit the oil basin that had been set up in the recess of the hill.

The large flower shelves at the bottom seem to be cross-propped, and on top of it sits a large copper basin, in which is placed the oil of kerosene.

There were four such basins, and they set them on fire.

All of a sudden, dozens of square mountain recesses were bright and bright.

In this season, there is no need for a fire.

When Di Ying turned back, someone motioned for him to sit down, and then stuffed him with a Hu Cake.

[Distance, time, etc., must be marked and explained every time, for fear of earning words, therefore: most of the direct use of modern words. Mo Jiuha. 】