Several people entered the village, looking at the silent babies on the ground and the women who were not looking at each other, and the unwillingness before death turned into a thick resentment condensed in the eyes that refused to close, which made people feel cold. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The wineman shook his head and sighed, "Alas, I don't know who is so cruel that even the old and weak women and children will not let go." ”

"Brother, let's find out if there is any room for life!" he sighed and looked at Xiao Mo and suggested.

"Hmm. The dead little Mo answered, helped Zhou Youniang to sit on the back wall under the eaves on the side, and then walked deeper into the village again. When the wine boy saw his movements, he did not slow down, and helped Zhou Xiaodie, who was stunned by this Shura scene, to Zhou Youniang's side, and then went in the other direction.

The wine boy and the deceased Xiao Mo went deep into the village in different directions, trying to find the survivors. It's just that he walked through half the village, and all he saw were dead bodies, where were the survivors?

"That's it, the people who want to come to slaughter the village won't leave a living mouth, it's that I'm thinking too much!" the wine boy turned around and was about to go back, but at this time he heard a strange sound in his ears.

"Huh?" the drunkard put down his footsteps, and he looked vigilantly at the corner of a blood-stained wall, and shouted, "What man!"

Seeing this, the wine boy snorted coldly, he tightened the iron sword in his hand, and cautiously came to the corner of the wall. The danger on the other side of the corner of the wall is unknown, he didn't dare to be careless, and secretly used the [Flying in the Dust] body method, only to see his body turn and jump out of the root of the wall, and the moment his body jumped out, the iron sword in his hand was sent forward.

"Spare your life, uncle!" Just when he thought he was about to kill a murderer, a sudden begging for mercy came into his ears. didn't have time to think about it, the wine boy hurriedly put the iron sword back from the stab, but because the sword was stabbed urgently, he still saw a flash of blood when he put the sword away.

"Ah......h

Then there was a thud, and the man fell to the ground.

When the wineman heard the voice, he couldn't help but cry out in his heart, he didn't think much about it, he went straight to the man's side, squatted down and was about to ask for his last words, but when he saw the man's wound, he was speechless.

I saw that this person's eyebrows were a little red, and he was only broken by the sword, but he did not hurt his life. The drunkard looked at the man's appearance again, he was about thirty or forty years old, had a funny mustache, and did not dress like an ordinary farmer.

"Hey, don't pretend to be garlic, get me up before I'm dead!" said the wineman as he stood up and shouted to the man on the ground. But the man on the ground didn't react.

"Hey!" the drunkard leaned down and shouted again, but the man on the ground remained still.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude. The drunkard smiled evilly, slowly raised his right leg, and suddenly kicked violently, right on the man's ass.

"Ah......h

"This uncle spares his life! The little one hasn't lived enough, please don't kill me......"

"Eh, you can see clearly, who is going to kill you here!" How could the drunkard carry this black cauldron? He is a good man who is determined to be chivalrous and righteous.

"Uncle really won't kill me?" the man heard the meaning of the drunkard's words, and couldn't help but cautiously raise his head to look at him and ask.

"Nonsense! My drunkard is not a murderer, I have no grievances with you, what are you doing to kill you?" the drunkard rolled his eyes, and said quite speechlessly to this person.

"Thank you to this uncle, thank you for your mercy!" The man stood up with great joy, and was about to say something more, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly knelt down again, and then pleaded with the wineman:

"Excuse me, uncle, can the little one go?"

"No!" the wineman didn't think about it, and cut off the man's thoughts.

"Huh?" The man looked panicked and said hurriedly: "This, this, is the uncle unwilling to let go of the little one's life? Uncle, the little one doesn't want to die, the uncle spares his life! As long as the uncle spares the little one's life, the little one will be grateful for the uncle's reinvention grace even if he is a cow and a horse!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed to the wine boy again, his forehead hit the ground, making a thumping sound, and the flesh was pierced by the iron sword before, and the blood flowed on his face, which looked so miserable.

"Get up, I didn't say I was going to kill you, get up quickly!" Seeing him like this, the wineman had no choice but to come to the man and stretch out his hands to pull him up.

"But, but......" said the man, still reluctant to get up, with a hesitant expression.

"What's the matter, if you do it again, I'll really kill you!" the wine boy was impatient with him being such an aunt, so he made a threatening statement.

"Ahh......h The uncle spares his life, and the little one gets up. When the man heard the words of the drunkard, he immediately panicked, and quickly stood up.

"I'm asking you something, and you're going to answer honestly. The wine boy knew this person's temperament, and he didn't bother to talk to him for a long time, but it was easier to get the answer he wanted in a commanding tone.

"Yes, yes, what does the master command, the little one knows everything!" the man quickly assured him when he heard that the wineman had a question to ask.

Seeing that he was so interested, the wine boy couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, and then asked, "Let me ask you, what happened here?"

"This, this ......" When the man heard the winemaker's question, he was suddenly hesitant and speechless.

"What is this, you will answer this question!" the wine boy shouted impatiently.

"Yes, yes, uncle, please stop being angry, but I don't know if your problem is small!" the man replied to the wine boy with a bitter face.

"Well, how could you not know, aren't you from this village?" asked the drunkard, frowning, to the man.

"Uncle Hui, the little one is indeed a person from this village, but the little one went out early this morning to look for medicinal herbs, and he didn't come back until noon, unexpectedly...... Woo woo woo ......" The man said as he spoke, and the pain came to his heart for a moment, and he suddenly cried uncontrollably.

"Are you saying that you are the doctor here?" Hearing this, the wine boy's heart moved, and thinking of Zhou Youniang's situation, he asked with a little expectation.

"Yes, the little one is the only doctor in the famous village, our famous family has been living a quiet and peaceful life since our ancestors moved here, and rarely has contact with people from the outside world, I thought that such days would continue forever, I don't want to ...... Woo woo woo ~ "

"What's your name?" the winemaker saw that he was crying sadly, so he changed the subject and asked him for his name.

"My little father wanted me to hang the pot to help the world, so the little one was called Jishi. When the man saw the wineman asking again, he didn't dare to slack off, even though he cried sadly, he still raised his sleeve to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and carefully answered the winemaker's question.

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