Chapter 1241: 547 survived (22 more)

Zhou Dacheng hesitated for a moment. In his heart, he still hoped that Shi Zifei would leave here quickly, but before he left, he ordered them to obey Shi Zifei's orders when he was away.
After all, Zhou Dacheng is holding his fist.
A group of horses drove his Majesty towards the village mouth. The closer the village was to the village, the stronger the stench from the corpse became, and his nose was nasty, which made people sicken, even if Bai Hui had not seen it with their own eyes, they could Imagine that they are about to face a human tragedy ...
Everyone's expression was dignified.
Several people in Nangong dismounted the horse at the mouth of the village, left a guard to watch the horse, and others walked into the village.
Unconsciously, the sky became gloomy, and the clouds in the sky were cascading, just like the tens of thousands of black soldiers were coming down the city, and the air was heavy and breathless.
living hell!
These four words appeared in everyone's mind. Rao was a nangong who lived two lives and experienced many storms, but she couldn't help looking pale.
In this small village, corpses can be seen everywhere, lying in all directions on the slate path, beside the water tank, behind the door, on the small vegetable yard in the yard ... Obviously, they had no knowledge of the killing in advance , And caught off guard.
The faces of these corpses were bleak, revealing a kind of dead gas unique to the dead. The corpses had long been rotten and stinky, and white fat maggots were crawling between the wounds with fuzzy flesh. Flies were flying around, sending out "buzz "Hum".
Lily held her breath, her expression stiffened as if wearing a mask on her face, feeling like she was about to spit out.
She is not afraid of the sky, the ground is not afraid, the mouse and the dead are nothing, she just hates the kind of white soft caterpillars and tapeworms ... how could there be such a disgusting bug in this world!
The crowd looked around under the leadership of Nangong Yu. Nangong Yu and Bai Hui both wore buckskin gloves and squatted beside the body from time to time to examine the wounds of the dead ...
Several guards were shocked at first, but then reverenced. Shi Zifei is really not an ordinary woman!
Nan Gongxi inspected a female corpse again, and thoughtfully, she and Bai Hui whispered head to head, and then Bai Hui said to Zhou Dacheng: "Did you find this village very rich ..."
Zhou Dacheng and Mo Xiuyu froze and looked around subconsciously, as did the guards.
From their point of view, this small village is nothing but ordinary, with mud walls and thatched cottages, and occasionally some pigsty henhouses are seen. The villagers who died in the village are also ordinary ordinary people in commoner's clothing. With dark skin and rough hands, we can see that we usually live on farming.
But Lily thought of something, squinting slightly, looking down at the female body.
Bai Hui continued: "Although the people in this village are all wearing commoner clothes, there is no patch of clothes, and every household has chickens and ducks ... and this woman," Bai Hui pointed to the female corpse The touch of white on the neckline, "She wore a silk coat."
Zhou Dacheng frowned and understood. The location of this village is so remote, there are no other villages in Fangyuan. Occasionally, one or two families are rich, but it is understandable, but the whole village is so rich, it seems strange.
What makes the village rich?
Thinking of that silver ore, the answer seems obvious.
Just then, a rush of footsteps came with anxiously shouting: "... Master Zhou, his subordinates found two children ..."
Ren Zinan and other three guards ran towards this side. One was holding a little girl, four or five years old, and the other was holding a boy, seven or eight years old. The two children's arms fell down weakly. Here comes lifeless.
"Alan, what's the matter?" Lily hurried forward, and Ren Zi was holding the skinny little girl upright in the south arm's bend. The girl's small face was buried in his shoulder socket, and only the waxy cheek was seen on half of it.
Ren Zinan said clearly to Nangong: "Second concubine, his subordinates found these two children in the cellar of the house behind them, probably their parents hid them in the cellar before the gangsters came. Another tank was used to block the cellar door, but then a cabinet fell down and just pressed the tank, so the two children were trapped inside. There was no food in the cellar. The boy cut his wrist and fed his sister to drink. His own blood, otherwise this little girl may not be able to survive today ... "However, if they continue to do so one day at night, they will probably be the boy due to excessive blood loss.
With Ren Zinan's narrative, Nangong Yan and others looked at the boy who was held in his arms by another guard, and saw that a left-sided blue papa was randomly bandaged on his left wrist. The blood penetrated, and it seemed shocking.
Nangong Yu randomly chose a room with an open door, and the guards sent the two children in, and temporarily cleared out the corpse in the room. Mo Xiuyu and several guards stood outside the house.
Ren Zinan put the boy on the couch, and the little girl was put on a square table. Bai Hui went to take care of the little girl. Nangong Yi went to look at the boy.
The boy's eyes were tightly closed, there was no blood on his lips, and his eyes were deeply sunken. If his chest was still slightly undulating, it would almost make people suspect that it was a lifeless body.
Nangong Yu first explored the boy's veins and was relieved. The boy was fine, but he was too hungry and had too much blood.
Bai Hui took a bottle of blood-enriching pills from the medicine box, gave Lily a pill for her to take to the boy, and she fed the little girl herself, and gave both children some water.
At the same time, Nangong Yu untied the boy ’s left wrist, and under it, there were four or five scars on the thin wrist. Nangong Yu even saw some fine porcelain pieces in it. Obviously the boy had cut his wrist with a broken piece of porcelain.
The wound was so deep that he could see how cruel he was.
This child is a kind of cruel to himself ... But if he is not cruel enough, I am afraid that their brother and sister will not survive together!
Nangong Ai thought, while cleaning the wound with the water in the water bag, and then applied the gold sore medicine, and Lily wrapped the wound for him. Lily couldn't help sighing: "Second concubine, the slave looks good at this child, Both hard-hearted and caring ... Slavery looks good, but it is better for Slavery to accept him as an apprentice. What do you think? "
Bai Hui on the side listened, her eyes twitched, this lily herself was a child, and she wanted to put away her apprentice. Don't make mistakes with children!
Nangong Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, but felt that this was a good idea. Almost all the people in this village have been brutally slaughtered. If the two children have relatives who are happy to adopt their siblings outside the village, they will naturally be sent to their relatives for reunion; but if there are no other relatives, follow Lily and Ren Zinan , At least can live a stable life.
Lily had just bandaged the boy, and the corners of his eyes suddenly felt his fingers move, and he looked at his face.
I saw that his originally closed eyes moved, and then the cicada-like eyelashes trembled slightly twice, and then opened his eyes. His eyes were a little confused, and then alert, but when his eyes were on Lily, It seemed as though he was relieved and followed anxiously trying to get up and said weakly: "Pomegranate ... pomegranate!"
Lily helped him, let him sit up and calmed down, "That little girl is fine. My sister is taking care of her ..." She said, pointing at the little girl lying on the square table, Bai Hui has wiped the dry blood on her cheeks and corners of her mouth with a piece of water-soaked parchment. She seems to be asleep, but her eyebrows are tightly locked, and her tender little mouths are tightly pinched together, as if caught in In a nightmare ...
Seeing that the girl was okay, the boy was relieved, but his dark eyes became dark and awkward, and a thick haze appeared under his eyes, quickly spreading out, like the gloomy sky outside general.
Lily gave Nangong a quick look, and when she saw her head nodding slightly, she turned her head and asked the boy, "What's your name? Can you tell me what's going on here? Who the is everyone in the village ..."
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