Cheng Zijie maintained the speed of trotting, and soon followed the road to the fork to Lingchuan.
Looking at the dark field under the stars, Cheng Zijie stopped to smoke a cigarette, tidy up his thoughts for a while
Bai Yaqiong, Du Xiaowan
There must be other women arrested
Are they still alive?
A woman is burned to death every day...even if she is not dead, will they be humiliated by them if they are so beautiful?
Those people can even deal with their lives easily, and they will not show mercy to beautiful women like them.
The little girl looks like a little loli in the photo, and she doesn't even have the heart to do it. I don't know how tragic fate will be.
Alas, Cheng Zijie sighed, glad that he could protect his dear
After smoking a cigarette, he sorted out the crossbow arrow on his back, took another step, and ran along the rural road towards Lingchuan.
The field is quiet on a summer night
The wind blew in Zijie's ears, and the fields on the roadside gradually became sparse. After passing two villages, the first fish pond finally appeared in front of them. The calm water surface was rippling in circles under the reflection of the starlight. Sometimes a fish jumped out of the water and made a rustling sound of water.
The frogs croaked by the fish pond, one after another, and a hoarse bird song suddenly came from the woods beside the fish pond, which made the frogs croaked suddenly quiet.
When the croaking of frogs sounded again, Cheng Zijie had already passed through the fish pond
An unknown bird quietly swept across the water of the fish pond, flapping its wings and flying towards the woods, holding a small fish in its long mouth, struggling under the stars
That's Kingfisher
It turns out that I can catch fish at night
Cheng Zijie saw this scene clearly. If he were on weekdays, he would probably shout happily, but at this time he was no longer the innocent and innocent boy.
There are innocent people waiting for him to rescue, and there are close people waiting for him to protect behind him
Heavyly pressed on his heart, making him unable to feel relaxed
Cheng Zijie unknowingly accelerated his speed and walked along the fork road for more than ten miles. A dark house finally appeared on the horizon at the end of the highway ahead, and that was Lingchuan Town.
There seems to be a fire in the town
Cheng Zijie stopped and looked quietly. The distance was too far, and he couldn't tell what happened. So he walked forward for a while and finally confirmed the existence of the fire.
How to get into town?
Cheng Zijie is a little confused
There are endless paddy fields and vegetable fields on the roadside, without cover
Looking around, only one side of the town saw a forest
So Cheng Zijie left the road and stepped onto the path in the fields, startled the frogs on the ridge of the field and jumped into the rice fields, slowly moving around the woods.
As soon as he entered the woods, Cheng Zijie jumped onto the tallest tree, and immediately startled the birds living in the woods, and a large group of flying towards the night curtain.
This scared Cheng Zijie: If the people here were alert enough, they might find their whereabouts
Cheng Zijie didn't dare to come out. He lay on the trunk and waited quietly for a long time, but found that there was no movement in the town.
There was indeed a fire in the town far away, blocked by a five-story building, and the specific situation on the other side of the building was not visible.
Cheng Zijie carefully focused on his eyesight, carefully observed the path from the woods to the building, and found no danger, so he quietly got down the tree, touched the town under the cover of night, and quietly came down the building.
Only then did he realize that this was the teaching building of Lingchuan Middle School
Slowly climbed up to the roof of the building along the base of the wall. As soon as he exposed his head from the edge of the building, he almost fell down: less than three meters away to his left, two people carrying miniature submachine guns were sitting by the side of the building and facing him with their backs. One of them was holding a small bottle of wine, tilting his neck and taking a big sip
Cheng Zijie quickly retracted and was about to leave quietly when he suddenly spoke alone: Uh... Why is the following not over yet
I don't know... the people today haven't burned yet... Another voice agreed
Damn... I can't stand it, I really don't know what they think...
Third brother, you are drinking too much! Another voice stopped drinking nervously
Uh, I drank too much, I drank too much... The sound muttered, and suddenly a bottle of wine flew over Cheng Zijie and crossed the night sky from afar. In a moment, a crisp sound of glass shattering came from the ground in the distance.
It seems that it will take half a day... I'll take a nap, you can watch it
OK... nothing is good at it. This is the big night, who dares to run around outside...
It seems these are two sentries
In such an unsuspecting state, they are fully capable of killing both of them in an instant without causing any noise
Cheng Zijie touched the hunting knife on his waist, hesitated for a while, and finally withdrew his hand.
I am here to investigate the situation, not to kill people, let alone Cheng Zijie hasn't killed anyone yet
These are two living people, not zombies
Have they committed a death row?
Do you have the power to sentence them to death and execute them in person?
If you kill people randomly indiscriminately, what is the difference between you and Zhu Laowu?
Cheng Zijie thought childishly for a while, decided not to disturb them. He quietly followed the windowsill on the exterior wall of the teaching building and found an open window, and silently entered a classroom.
The situation in the classroom is almost exactly the same as that in Cheng Zijie's previous middle school
Cheng Zijie looked blankly for a while, shook his head, sighed softly, and touched the door.
The door is open, and the corridor outside the door is scattering dimly light of fire
Cheng Zijie carefully poked his head out of the door, watched left and right for a while, but found no other movement. Then he walked to the guardrail in the corridor, leaning on the guardrail and poked his head out of his head.
What caught my eye was the school playground. There was a bonfire in the middle of the playground. A large group of people knelt on the edge of the fire, with men and women neatly leaning towards the same direction.
Cheng Zijie looked in the direction they faced, and his eyes soon fell on the rostrum on the side of the playground.
Four people in green robes knelt on the rostrum, there were men and women, holding their hands high and muttering something
Apart from the sound of beating and peeling in the fire and the words of the four people on the rostrum, the whole school was terriblely quiet
Cheng Zijie began to quietly count their number: there were nearly two hundred men, almost three hundred women, and many women were killed, and the proportion was far inferior to other survivors. The number of men was probably the survivors from the two towns of Lingchuan and Baiwei.
Which of these people were voluntary and which were coerced?
I remembered Du Xizhi's words: It's okay to pretend to believe it... So, there are still people here who pretend to believe in some plague king?
Cheng Zijie was thinking, and suddenly the crowd burst into a neat cry: The mercy of the Plague Lord Bodhisattva! He scared Cheng Zijie.
Looking closely, all the people who were lying down stood up, holding their hands high like those on the rostrum. Under the swaying fire, the long shadows of the people were floating on the ground, and some were reflected from afar on the school walls. The black shadows were everywhere, like ghosts, and creepy.
The Bodhisattva of Plague Lord is compassionate, and the crowd shouted in unison and fell down again
Cheng Zijie probably understood that this should be their prayer ceremony, but he thought of Du Xizhi's words again, which made him feel that this scene was extremely strange.
After three calls, a man in the green robe waved his hand on the rostrum, so the talents on the playground changed to a more casual posture and sat on the ground, but they were still looking at the rostrum silently.
Cheng Zijie didn't dare to let out a whim. He was raising the guardrail tightly, thinking about what else these people were going to do, but he saw several gunmen outside the playground escorting a dozen people tied up onto the rostrum.
The leading man with a gun walked to the leading man in the green robe and bent respectfully: The few people caught in the morning, please ask the big abbot to deal with it.
This is not a human, it is an evil demon. The man in the green robe shouted in a sharp voice.
Cheng Zijie carefully saw the so-called big abbot's appearance, and he couldn't tell what age he was. It seemed that it was possible to be between thirty and fifty years old. His face was covered with flesh and his scalp was scratched and shiny. He looked more like a butcher than abbot.
The people tied up behind the back are also men and women, and they are pushed and kneeled on the rostrum by the gun-carrying people. They look frightened and shivering in this warm summer night.
Cheng Zijie concentrates his mind and recognizes their image. He soon finds two women inside, which are close to the mother and daughter in Du Xizhi's photo.
One is plump and round, the other is petite and slim. Although both women are cut with their arms back, they are tightly tied with hemp ropes on their fair wrists, and they are tightly leaning against each other.
He lowered his head and couldn't see their faces clearly, but from their actions, Cheng Zijie could basically confirm that this was the mother and daughter.
Among the people tied up, there were only two men left, and they were kneeling there with their heads hanging down, looking desperate.
Cheng Zijie remembered the tragic situation he saw in the morning and couldn't help but feel sad and angry. What kind of fate would be waiting for them?
Can you tell me the guilt of evil demons and heretics, who are disrespectful to God, do not believe in Buddhism, speak wildly, and slander the plague? The great abbot sat upright on a chair on the rostrum, staring at the person kneeling at the kneeling, and asked slowly
Cheng Zijie couldn't help but hold his breath. At this time, another bald man in green robe stood up and walked two steps towards the playground. He spoke to everyone on the playground with a sharp voice. Only then did Cheng Zijie realize that she was a woman: Mercy, Lord Plague! Hand these evil demons and heresies into our hands, everyone said what to do?
The crowd was quiet for a while, and suddenly a voice shouted: Burn to death!
With one person leading the way, several people immediately shouted: Burn to death! Burn to death! Burn them to death!
The shouts spread like a virus
Someone took the lead, and everyone shouted: Burn them to death!
Looking at the dark field under the stars, Cheng Zijie stopped to smoke a cigarette, tidy up his thoughts for a while
Bai Yaqiong, Du Xiaowan
There must be other women arrested
Are they still alive?
A woman is burned to death every day...even if she is not dead, will they be humiliated by them if they are so beautiful?
Those people can even deal with their lives easily, and they will not show mercy to beautiful women like them.
The little girl looks like a little loli in the photo, and she doesn't even have the heart to do it. I don't know how tragic fate will be.
Alas, Cheng Zijie sighed, glad that he could protect his dear
After smoking a cigarette, he sorted out the crossbow arrow on his back, took another step, and ran along the rural road towards Lingchuan.
The field is quiet on a summer night
The wind blew in Zijie's ears, and the fields on the roadside gradually became sparse. After passing two villages, the first fish pond finally appeared in front of them. The calm water surface was rippling in circles under the reflection of the starlight. Sometimes a fish jumped out of the water and made a rustling sound of water.
The frogs croaked by the fish pond, one after another, and a hoarse bird song suddenly came from the woods beside the fish pond, which made the frogs croaked suddenly quiet.
When the croaking of frogs sounded again, Cheng Zijie had already passed through the fish pond
An unknown bird quietly swept across the water of the fish pond, flapping its wings and flying towards the woods, holding a small fish in its long mouth, struggling under the stars
That's Kingfisher
It turns out that I can catch fish at night
Cheng Zijie saw this scene clearly. If he were on weekdays, he would probably shout happily, but at this time he was no longer the innocent and innocent boy.
There are innocent people waiting for him to rescue, and there are close people waiting for him to protect behind him
Heavyly pressed on his heart, making him unable to feel relaxed
Cheng Zijie unknowingly accelerated his speed and walked along the fork road for more than ten miles. A dark house finally appeared on the horizon at the end of the highway ahead, and that was Lingchuan Town.
There seems to be a fire in the town
Cheng Zijie stopped and looked quietly. The distance was too far, and he couldn't tell what happened. So he walked forward for a while and finally confirmed the existence of the fire.
How to get into town?
Cheng Zijie is a little confused
There are endless paddy fields and vegetable fields on the roadside, without cover
Looking around, only one side of the town saw a forest
So Cheng Zijie left the road and stepped onto the path in the fields, startled the frogs on the ridge of the field and jumped into the rice fields, slowly moving around the woods.
As soon as he entered the woods, Cheng Zijie jumped onto the tallest tree, and immediately startled the birds living in the woods, and a large group of flying towards the night curtain.
This scared Cheng Zijie: If the people here were alert enough, they might find their whereabouts
Cheng Zijie didn't dare to come out. He lay on the trunk and waited quietly for a long time, but found that there was no movement in the town.
There was indeed a fire in the town far away, blocked by a five-story building, and the specific situation on the other side of the building was not visible.
Cheng Zijie carefully focused on his eyesight, carefully observed the path from the woods to the building, and found no danger, so he quietly got down the tree, touched the town under the cover of night, and quietly came down the building.
Only then did he realize that this was the teaching building of Lingchuan Middle School
Slowly climbed up to the roof of the building along the base of the wall. As soon as he exposed his head from the edge of the building, he almost fell down: less than three meters away to his left, two people carrying miniature submachine guns were sitting by the side of the building and facing him with their backs. One of them was holding a small bottle of wine, tilting his neck and taking a big sip
Cheng Zijie quickly retracted and was about to leave quietly when he suddenly spoke alone: Uh... Why is the following not over yet
I don't know... the people today haven't burned yet... Another voice agreed
Damn... I can't stand it, I really don't know what they think...
Third brother, you are drinking too much! Another voice stopped drinking nervously
Uh, I drank too much, I drank too much... The sound muttered, and suddenly a bottle of wine flew over Cheng Zijie and crossed the night sky from afar. In a moment, a crisp sound of glass shattering came from the ground in the distance.
It seems that it will take half a day... I'll take a nap, you can watch it
OK... nothing is good at it. This is the big night, who dares to run around outside...
It seems these are two sentries
In such an unsuspecting state, they are fully capable of killing both of them in an instant without causing any noise
Cheng Zijie touched the hunting knife on his waist, hesitated for a while, and finally withdrew his hand.
I am here to investigate the situation, not to kill people, let alone Cheng Zijie hasn't killed anyone yet
These are two living people, not zombies
Have they committed a death row?
Do you have the power to sentence them to death and execute them in person?
If you kill people randomly indiscriminately, what is the difference between you and Zhu Laowu?
Cheng Zijie thought childishly for a while, decided not to disturb them. He quietly followed the windowsill on the exterior wall of the teaching building and found an open window, and silently entered a classroom.
The situation in the classroom is almost exactly the same as that in Cheng Zijie's previous middle school
Cheng Zijie looked blankly for a while, shook his head, sighed softly, and touched the door.
The door is open, and the corridor outside the door is scattering dimly light of fire
Cheng Zijie carefully poked his head out of the door, watched left and right for a while, but found no other movement. Then he walked to the guardrail in the corridor, leaning on the guardrail and poked his head out of his head.
What caught my eye was the school playground. There was a bonfire in the middle of the playground. A large group of people knelt on the edge of the fire, with men and women neatly leaning towards the same direction.
Cheng Zijie looked in the direction they faced, and his eyes soon fell on the rostrum on the side of the playground.
Four people in green robes knelt on the rostrum, there were men and women, holding their hands high and muttering something
Apart from the sound of beating and peeling in the fire and the words of the four people on the rostrum, the whole school was terriblely quiet
Cheng Zijie began to quietly count their number: there were nearly two hundred men, almost three hundred women, and many women were killed, and the proportion was far inferior to other survivors. The number of men was probably the survivors from the two towns of Lingchuan and Baiwei.
Which of these people were voluntary and which were coerced?
I remembered Du Xizhi's words: It's okay to pretend to believe it... So, there are still people here who pretend to believe in some plague king?
Cheng Zijie was thinking, and suddenly the crowd burst into a neat cry: The mercy of the Plague Lord Bodhisattva! He scared Cheng Zijie.
Looking closely, all the people who were lying down stood up, holding their hands high like those on the rostrum. Under the swaying fire, the long shadows of the people were floating on the ground, and some were reflected from afar on the school walls. The black shadows were everywhere, like ghosts, and creepy.
The Bodhisattva of Plague Lord is compassionate, and the crowd shouted in unison and fell down again
Cheng Zijie probably understood that this should be their prayer ceremony, but he thought of Du Xizhi's words again, which made him feel that this scene was extremely strange.
After three calls, a man in the green robe waved his hand on the rostrum, so the talents on the playground changed to a more casual posture and sat on the ground, but they were still looking at the rostrum silently.
Cheng Zijie didn't dare to let out a whim. He was raising the guardrail tightly, thinking about what else these people were going to do, but he saw several gunmen outside the playground escorting a dozen people tied up onto the rostrum.
The leading man with a gun walked to the leading man in the green robe and bent respectfully: The few people caught in the morning, please ask the big abbot to deal with it.
This is not a human, it is an evil demon. The man in the green robe shouted in a sharp voice.
Cheng Zijie carefully saw the so-called big abbot's appearance, and he couldn't tell what age he was. It seemed that it was possible to be between thirty and fifty years old. His face was covered with flesh and his scalp was scratched and shiny. He looked more like a butcher than abbot.
The people tied up behind the back are also men and women, and they are pushed and kneeled on the rostrum by the gun-carrying people. They look frightened and shivering in this warm summer night.
Cheng Zijie concentrates his mind and recognizes their image. He soon finds two women inside, which are close to the mother and daughter in Du Xizhi's photo.
One is plump and round, the other is petite and slim. Although both women are cut with their arms back, they are tightly tied with hemp ropes on their fair wrists, and they are tightly leaning against each other.
He lowered his head and couldn't see their faces clearly, but from their actions, Cheng Zijie could basically confirm that this was the mother and daughter.
Among the people tied up, there were only two men left, and they were kneeling there with their heads hanging down, looking desperate.
Cheng Zijie remembered the tragic situation he saw in the morning and couldn't help but feel sad and angry. What kind of fate would be waiting for them?
Can you tell me the guilt of evil demons and heretics, who are disrespectful to God, do not believe in Buddhism, speak wildly, and slander the plague? The great abbot sat upright on a chair on the rostrum, staring at the person kneeling at the kneeling, and asked slowly
Cheng Zijie couldn't help but hold his breath. At this time, another bald man in green robe stood up and walked two steps towards the playground. He spoke to everyone on the playground with a sharp voice. Only then did Cheng Zijie realize that she was a woman: Mercy, Lord Plague! Hand these evil demons and heresies into our hands, everyone said what to do?
The crowd was quiet for a while, and suddenly a voice shouted: Burn to death!
With one person leading the way, several people immediately shouted: Burn to death! Burn to death! Burn them to death!
The shouts spread like a virus
Someone took the lead, and everyone shouted: Burn them to death!
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