The boundary of Xiangzhou, Beimangshan.

Spring is filled with clouds, the wind blows through the green fields, and the rotten stinking smell floats in the air.

The wheels ran over the wet and soft soil and slowly stopped. Several prisoners in the trailer were quickly escorted away by the blue-scale soap-clothed mansion covering their mouths and noses. Next to the carriage was a huge pit of earth, which was firmly fixed with stones and wooden boards. Then several laborers came over and plugged them under the wheels with thick logs.

Wow

Someone shouted, and the carriage slammed and rolled over to the ground. Inside, rotten and swollen corpses fell into the pit. When they saw it, it was already piled up like mountains, and the disgusting stench filled it and drifted far away.

In the mountain of corpses, the black mice were shocked and ran around densely.

To the northwest, more than ten feet away from the earth pit, a beacon tower stood there, at the highest point, a figure wearing a green scale hair collar stood in the wind, and the robe was swaying lightly. Someone hurried up and bowed with one knee: "Report to hundreds of households, the fifteenth car today has been poured out."

"Um"

The plush was caressing in the wind, and the figure whispered, and it came from the lower half of the face covered by a leather mask. After a moment, the man said hoarsely and slightly: "All the broken earth walls last night have been repaired?"

"The craftsman has already repaired it." The person who came may be the other party's confidant, and after saying that, he did not rush to leave. Instead, he stood up and asked the rest of the monks behind him to drag down the top of the building.

Then, he smiled and said something nice, "The rotten corpse palm of the hundred households is becoming more and more skillful, so I am really envious."

On the other side, the figure looked back at him. One of the eyes was seriously injured, all of which were white. He waved his glove-wearing palm, "Some things can't be envied. Compared with the governor, this little martial arts in our family is too far behind." A normal eye flashed with anticipation, but the other one was cold, and his tone paused, "We heard that Hai Qianhu specially asked several other 100-house hosts who had learned the rotten corpse palm to do this. It really opened the door for us to practice with these rotten corpses, and it would be twice the result with half the effort."

"That's what Feng Baihu is, and that's what Eunuch Hai looks at, and that's one in a hundred."

The eunuch named Feng Bao curled his lips and smiled, slowly turned around and continued to look at the situation outside, "You are just sweet-mouthed, but you still have to hurry up and make yourself capable. Look at Liu Jin, our family and him have worked as bad as the governor's mansion at the same time. Look at how proud he is now. He basically has the final say in the following matter."

Gloved-wearing fingers gently pressed on the wooden bar, pinched them hard, and the wood chips squeezed out the gap of his fingers.

In the other side of the earth pit, the walls surrounded by barbed wire and wooden stakes were driven over, and dozens of prisoners were locked up inside.

"We have one less thing than others, so we have to work harder than others. It's not enough to just be sweet." Feng Bao looked at the crowd driven over there and said. In the distance, someone called flags to the beacon tower, and he nodded, "Feed them the dog!" A nearby man shook the small flag in his hand.

In the distance, the death row prisoners and the serious criminals who were originally squatting were driven into the iron wire wall with many spikes in doubt, thinking that they were being imprisoned. For a moment, dozens of people pushed and scolded and walked in. Many people fell while moving, and the moment the first person who entered got up from the ground.

A trace of sticky liquid dripped on his hands, and the black dog in his sight barked his teeth and let out a "villain" roar. A big dog with blood-filled eyes was staring at him, and then rushed over frantically.

"Where did the dog come from?"

"Fuck!! A dog bites me!!"

"many"

The death row prisoners who entered the wire circle were sitting and trying to rest, but a group of mad dogs that came out of nowhere and rushed over with barking. At first, they didn't care much and kicked several dogs away with one kick. But in less than a few breaths, groups of mad dogs emerged from the small holes close to the mountain wall and rushed into the crowd.

The vision was slowly recovered. Feng Bao rubbed his fingers, and there was no expression under the mask. He didn't care about the heart-wrenching screams from over there. He continued to say, "Now, this Wu Chao is the time for us to show our skills. After this matter, we may not say that our family will raise it up. You, come and take our seat."

"Thank you for the promotion of hundreds of households, thank you for the promotion of hundreds of households." The confidant said a few words, but wrinkles appeared on his face.

"Go down and drink some decoctions prepared by the genius doctor Gongli'an to avoid getting infected with the plague."

The eunuch of Baihu made a gesture of retreating, and the man stepped back.

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In the sun, the stream flows clearly.

Clusters of human figures reflected on the water, and the old man's face looked extremely ugly, "There are no nearby or villages here, how could there be a large number of corpses?"

"Dad, isn't it here? The nanny is old, maybe she remembers the wrong place." The woman whispered behind him.

Not far away, the young man holding a wooden stick said, "She is old, but she remembers a lot of things. Why can't you remember what you call me?"

Zhou Tong stood up from the waterside, and the sunlight facing him shone a huge shadow on his shadow, and scolded softly: "Don't quarrel, let's look forward, maybe we can find something. If there is a plague, it will be bad, and there will be no people in the village."

"Aunt Niu" Fu Chi looked back at the village worriedly, and a few more figures were crossing by her side.

One of the middle-aged men sighed: "She can't last long. No one can enter that room. If the plague is transmitted, everyone will die. Before leaving, Master Zhou said."

The man chose to keep his mouth shut when he was halfway through his speech.

"What did my dad say!"

The old man walking in front stopped and turned his back to the woman in a deep voice: "If the plague is infected, it cannot be kept, so it can only be burned, and the room will be burned together."

"ah"

Behind, the woman standing on a stone suddenly covered her mouth, making a heartache and a sore sound, and her eyes gradually turned red.

The wind blew past the green leaves, as if someone was peeping behind the shade.

The old man trembled all over and turned around, "Dad Fuqi can only do this, only this can be done."

Under the shade of the tree, there was a figure moving and quietly leaving.
Chapter completed!