When Wujiang came, he didn't find anything abnormal about the broken temple because he did not find anything abnormal about it, but when he returned with the child through the gate of the broken temple, a ghost shadow floated by, which scared all the little beggars to tremble. She jumped to her feet, grabbed the so-called ghost, and found that it was nothing more than a white tattered robe with a bunch of straw floating on it, set up with a mechanism that would float up when people approached. No wonder there are rumors that this ruined temple is haunted, it turns out that someone has played some tricks.

Behind the tent, Wujiang fed everyone a pill and told them that they would die in ten hours. At first, they didn't believe it, but when the medicine entered the abdomen, there was a strange pain, their hands were weak, and their chests were tight, so they gradually became a little afraid.

When they came out with them, they were also quiet and obedient, and did not dare to act rashly.

But one of them felt disgusted when he saw a little beggar with a horrible scar on his scalp walking at his feet. He glanced at Wujiang who was walking in front, and secretly raised his foot, wanting to kick him away, but just as his foot was about to touch the child's body, a sharp knife flew from the front and pierced the surface of his foot, nailing the flesh directly to the ground, causing his entire face to distort in pain, but he couldn't make a sound because of the dumb point.

"I said you weren't allowed to bully them anymore." The voice came from the front coldly, making people's backs chill and creepy, "If the ears are useless, what are you left for." ”

The man was so frightened that he immediately covered his ears, and begged for mercy on his knees despite his feet that were still pinned to the ground and could not move.

"Whoever dares to kick again, I will cut off the feet of all of you, and if one of them escapes, I will kill the rest of them."

They believe this sentence, the man in front of them looks ordinary and ordinary, and he doesn't look angry, but he is ruthless, really ruthless.

Fang just came out of the tent, she glanced at the boiling dog meat soup in the center of the temple, suddenly picked up the bottom of the pot, the huge iron pot boiling hot soup flew up from the ground, up to the height of the person slanted to the ground, sprinkled from the center of Zhao Si's head poured down, after the soup was sprinkled, the huge and heavy pot fell on the top of Zhao Si's head, the bottom of the pot with the fire roasted by the fire burned the hair and scalp rattling, wafting out an unpleasant smell of burning.

They knew that it was because Zhao Si had spilled half a bowl of soup on a little beggar's lap.

Then she looked at the little beggar's ear that had been cut off for a short time, and asked softly who it was, the little beggar didn't dare to point out, but she walked straight to Chen Pi and asked, "It's you, right?" ”

At that time, Chen Pi had not been dumbfounded, and he strongly denied it: "It's not me, she didn't say it's me, it's not me, ah~~!! ”

But before he could finish speaking, both ears were instantly cut off and thrown into the fire used to roast dog meat, and the fire burned so vigorously that it devoured his ears at once.

"I've always been happy to kill people, but for you, I don't mind torturing a little longer."

When she said the word torture, the shadow of death seemed to be cast over everyone's hearts.

Wujiang actually didn't have the mood or time to torture them, she wanted to take a look at the bodies of these children quickly.

Approaching the carriage, Wujiang whistled, and Xiao Ci ran out from behind the slope.

It was the largest carriage in the whole carriage, and the seats were all dismantled, and a soft and warm bedding was laid on it, on which the children sat and ate water and food with some trepidation.

The lights in the car are burning, and Wujiang helps them check their bodies, but what she can do is the most emergency and simple treatment, what they need is long-term and stable care and recuperation, a strong backing.

After bandaging the wound, Wujiang said to the little beggar with a broken leg who was a little older: "You are the only one who can read and write, right?" Now everyone can't speak, and they can't be dumb, they can only rely on you. I will send you to General Yanwu, the people say that he is brave and chivalrous, jealous and hateful, and when you get there, write down and tell him everything you and everyone have encountered, and he will help you. Don't be afraid, I'll go back to you. ”

The carriage went to the city, and twelve men and women were tied to the back of the carriage, and they were pulled away by the carriage, and they could not speak, nor did they dare to run away, and they were even more afraid that others would run away and affect themselves, I don't know whether it was because of fear or because of the poison, and at this moment their hearts were very hot.

The sky is about to dawn, and the Xixuan in the early morning presents an illusion of desolation, with a few withered lights on the streets, obliquely supporting the cold night.

Late-night revelers are still hungovers, occasionally making dreams of grunting, while those who rush to set up stalls, go to school, and go to school have quietly gotten up for their livelihood and future.

Xixuan is a capital city that sleeps late and wakes up early, perhaps the same is true of all the kings in the world, young generals have to get up early to practice swords, the children of Qiushi have to steal light to study, the shopkeeper of the restaurant has to prepare vegetables in advance, and the vendors who sell steamed buns have to burn the fire at night. To get a place to live under the dynasty, you rely on your talent and talent, and you have to fight for ten inches of time.

The carriage was walking slowly in such a royal capital, and suddenly a flying stone came out, and the rope tied to Boss Hu's hand quietly broke.

In such an unexpected situation, Boss Hu was stunned at first, and he didn't understand the situation at all, but immediately his brain turned, as if he could escape? But the poison has not yet been cured, what to do with the poison after ten hours, but then I thought about it, the man acted ruthlessly, and it was not necessary to give the antidote or not, and if he didn't go back, he would have to accept torture, and there might be a glimmer of life to find that person, so he stopped, fell a few steps behind, and finally glanced at the figure of his companion, and then turned and fled.

The person who was arrested didn't pay attention at first, but after a while, he suddenly found that there was no one around him, and when he turned his head and saw Boss Hu running away with urine, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he was so scared that he almost knelt on the ground, and he was so angry that he couldn't do it. What a grievance!

Bastard, brute, help, Boss Hu, he ran away!!

This is the cry of their hearts, but they can't call it out because they have been dumbfounded.

They were so anxious that they jumped up and down, hummed and ate in protest against not walking, but because of the power of the medicine, their hands and feet were weak, they could not exert much strength, and although they could not make many waves, they made the carriage go a little slower.

"What the hell, be honest." The sound of boundless came suddenly, which frightened them and made them dare not make a fuss.

But the voice was ethereal, as if it was not coming from the front, but scattered in the air, and for a moment fear enveloped the whole body.

Boundless slid out of the carriage wrapped in the last bit of night, following the trembling figure all the way. If the token is found from him, the person who gave it will be found in him.

Xiaoci, it's up to you over there.

As the night faded, Xiao Ci drove the carriage to the avenue leading to the city, which led straight to the General's Mansion, and there were already pedestrians on the street.

Xiaoci lifted the curtain and said to the children in the car who were still in shock: "Don't be afraid when you hear the noise later, hug each other tightly and hold the car." ”

She jumped out of the car, took out the flint, lit the two long strings of firecrackers hanging behind the carriage, and with a bang, it exploded the originally quiet morning in Xixuan.

The people who were awakened peeked out of the window and saw a horse-drawn carriage galloping down the street, with men and women tied to it, firecrackers exploding under their feet, babbling and opening their mouths to scream, but they could not make any sound, and were dragged by the carriage on the widest and most prosperous street in Xixuan.

People are always curious, and everyone dresses up and goes out to follow the onlookers, watching the carriage rush from the east of the city to the city, rushing away from the things that stand in the way, and no one dares to stop it. Just when people didn't know where it was going, a person suddenly flew out of the high walls of the General's Mansion, a neat turn and rode on the back of the horse, clamped the horse with a rope, and a long neighing pierced the sky, the horse's front hooves were almost standing, and the man in ink who was sitting on the horseback was still calm, his eyebrows were calm, against the rising sun from the east, outlining a tall and majestic figure. People seem to see the young general who is fighting with a halberd on the battlefield, with thick black eyebrows and eyes, a compelling spirit, and a great reputation praised by the court and the rivers and lakes.

The general's surname is Yan, his name is Wu, and his name is Xuan.

The horse stopped, the sound of firecrackers also stopped, the young general turned over and dismounted under the admiring gaze of the people, and his brows, which had been calm, were slightly wrinkled at this time, and he pouted and complained: "Who, it's so annoying early in the morning, be careful that you can't marry a daughter-in-law in the future, and you can't marry it." ”

The woman chuckled, and the man shook his head one after another, hurriedly clearing up the relationship, saying that he was also a victim and was just passing by to watch the play.

Yan Wu walked to the back of the car and saw that there were eleven men and women strung like a string of sugar gourds, all of them in a messy form, miserable and bitter, and their eyes were dodgy. He was about to ask these people what was going on, when suddenly there was a hoarse sound in the car, the wind gently lifted the door curtain, and his eyes fell into the car through the flying curtain, and suddenly cooled into ice.

There sat a group of children embracing each other, their severed arms and stump faces, their faces indecipherable, their eyes filled with uncontrollable panic and fear in the face of the sudden light and crowd.

A note slipped slowly from the roof of the car, and the slightly yellowed paper was smeared with eleven strong black characters.

"The general of handover, I hope the general will protect and investigate."