Ding let out an "ah", his eyes showing horror. Although her life is not rich, at least she has no worries about food and clothing, and she has only heard legends about the tragedy of cannibalism. The thought of her child being eaten like this made her heart feel cold.

"Now that I finally see the dawn of the end of the war-" Feng Lingzhao let out a long sigh and patted Ding's arm, "If you see Min Longzi again, you must persuade him not to act for the tiger." The sooner the civil strife ends, the sooner the suffering ends. With that, he got up and left.

Ding was in a daze for a long time before he realized that something was wrong.

I wanted to ask this woman to let her escape, but in the end, it became someone to persuade her?

Ding's heart was heavy, and he couldn't eat a few bites of noodles, only his son Fat Ding didn't know the sorrow and still maintained a good appetite.

Shortly after the meal, there was a loud noise and smoke in the west.

Ding was taken aback and rushed to the window to look.

She had tried to escape twice, so the guards sealed the second-floor window with two wooden strips in an "X" shape, and restricted her range of movement to the large room in the top corner. The gaps in the wood were so large that light could still penetrate the room, but not enough for a slender woman like Ding to get out.

Now Ding looked west through the gap in the wooden strips, and saw the light of the fire and the smoke.

But before that, she first noticed a small porcelain vase on the windowsill with a note attached to it.

Ding was shocked. She walked by the window from time to time, and was sure that half an hour before the windowsill was empty, and there were no two of them.

There was the sound of footsteps behind him, and one of the guards at the door also rushed to the window to check. Ding quietly clutched the bottle into his palm before he approached.

The guard really didn't notice it, looked out the window twice, and said loudly: "There is a change in the port!"

The entire Qingyin Garden suddenly became busy.

They were ready to go, but as soon as they discussed inside, half of them were left to guard the garden, and the rest mounted their horses and galloped to the river.

If General Feng is worried about his life, none of them can afford to take responsibility.

Qingyin Garden is still some distance from the river bank, and the retreating crowd can't get here for a while, so after everyone and horses have run away, the whole street falls into silence again, including Qingyin Garden.

This is the calm that precedes the upheaval.

There are still two guards guarding the door of the house, and they are not discounted.

Ding tried his best to be as if nothing had happened, and slowly walked behind the screen.

This room is located in the top corner of the small building, with a row of windows on the left and right. There is also one behind the screen, and of course there is a gong bucket here.

She quickly opened the note, which contained only a few words:

"Melt the sticks, jump!"

Ding's heart beat suddenly. Unlike ordinary women, her father was a private mat, and Min Longzi was her father's student, so Ding was as literate as her husband.

She recognized the handwriting, which was Min Longzi's handwriting.

The husband has already come?

So, isn't the bottle a ......? She uncorked the bottle and smelled a choking sour smell before she could get closer.

Ding didn't dare to smell more, stood on tiptoe, and poured the liquid from the bottle on the ends of the "X" made of wooden strips. The hardwood, which was originally so strong that the axe could chop continuously, quickly turned black when it encountered this liquid, and then foamed at the white foam.

Wherever the liquid flowed, a deep groove was corroded silently.

It's feasible, this thing is so domineering, it can really melt hard wood! Ding's heart was beating, but he wanted to go out as if nothing happened, block the sight of the two guards with his back, and said to Fat Ding: "Do you want to shhhh?"

Fat Ding shook his head, but Ding raised a finger in front of his lips and made a silent gesture.

This game is often played by the two of them, so Fat Ding also grinned and did not squeak.

The son is well-behaved, and Ding is pleased: "Come, my mother will take you to shhhh As he spoke, he led his son behind the screen.

In just a few steps, her palms were sweating.

It was easy to borrow a screen to block the two figures, and Ding immediately looked under the gap in the wooden strip.

It was dark and I couldn't see anything. However, there are usually patrols here, but it happens that there is an accident at the west port, and the alert force has allocated more than half of it to support there, so it is empty.

Besides, she also knew that even if her husband had arrived, she couldn't stand there, otherwise she would be arrested.

But she jumped directly with the fat man in her arms, and if no one answered at the bottom, she would fall hard. Don't ask her why she knows, she tried it last time, and she didn't break her leg bone. Again, she doesn't know if she's lucky enough to go back to the last time.

However, now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Ding gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and then pulled the wooden strip down!

The two wooden strips were originally corroded to the point that there was only a little connection left, and although Ding was a woman, he couldn't break it with all his strength. I only heard a soft sound of "click", and the wooden strip detached from the windowsill.

Of course, this movement could not be concealed from the guards, and they shouted, "What's the matter!" and rushed inside.

Ding shook off the wooden bar, picked up his son, and jumped out of the window without thinking about it!

The guard reached out, but it was too late, and he couldn't catch it this time, but with a "hiss", he tore off a piece of cloth from Ding's shoulder.

The wind was whistling, and she hugged her son tightly in her arms, and before the frightened thoughts were finished, she was embraced.

Ding looked up and saw a familiar face.

Sure enough, it's Min Longzi!

She was so frightened that she subconsciously hugged her husband's neck and wanted to cry, but she knew that now was not the time. The people on the second floor roared, and the guards of Qingyin Yuan rushed over from all directions.

"Let's go!" Ding heard another voice, and when he turned his head, he realized that there was a man standing next to his husband, taller than him, fatter, and full of flesh.

At this moment, there was a "snap" sound from the small pavilion not far ahead, as if something was buckled on the wood.

"Pick up the baby. Min Longzi gave the order to his wife, and at the same time reached out and pressed her and the strong man's shoulders, and bent his knees slightly, as if he was about to dive while swimming.

It stands to reason that this time it is time to dive underground, as it was when it came.

But he squatted and squatted again......

There is a feeling of hardness from the soles of his feet, and the ground is not as soft as water as usual, so he can snorkel freely!

At this time, a few people jumped out of the shadows of the trees in front of them, and it was Feng Lingzhao who took the lead. In the dim night, she was dressed in a strong suit and smiled at Min Longzi: "Min Longzi, there is actually a Si Nanxiang who is good at the fire explosion technique, my luck is really good, I met the two right-hand men of the victorious king at once." ”

It's still a trap here, and the bait is still Ding's mother and son!

The surrounding guards surrounded a few people in the middle, Ding was uneasy, and the strong man Si Nanxiang glared at her and said, "Who are you?" and asked Min Longzi in a low voice, "Why don't you leave?"

"I can't dive. Beads of sweat appeared on Min Longzi's forehead," she moved. ”

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