Zhang Qilu regained his consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.
His upper body clothes were in tatters and he was almost naked. His hands were bound and his feet were shackled, and he was walking on the ice and snowy mountain path in the mountains. Surrounded by countless people wearing rags similar to his own, everyone was being driven forward numbly.
Suddenly someone fell down beside him. A man wearing animal skin and leather armor shouted something and whipped Zhang Qilu. Zhang Qilu was furious and wanted to use his blood energy to resist, but he found that most of the meridians in his body were damaged at this time. He didn't have much strength left to move his energy and blood, and even to walk.
Zhang Qilu could only go over to help the fallen man and continue walking forward numbly.
The surrounding trees gradually became sparse, and a vast expanse appeared in front of them, and a ruined temple came into view.
The crowds were driven like cattle and sheep, and people were driven into the ruined temple.
The ruined temple was already crowded with people, and suddenly so many more people crowded in. The whole room was no longer just crowded, people no longer even had a place to stand, the air became thinner, and breathing slowly began to become difficult. .
The people in the house were both men and women, old and young. Most of them were dressed in rags, and some women were even half-dressed. Everyone here had one thing in common, that is, their faces were full of numbness and confusion.
At this moment, thick smoke ignited in a corner of the house, and the flames quickly spread to the straw on the ground. The broken door of the temple was pushed open, and terrified people began to run outside. Like frightened birds, they fled in all directions like frightened little beasts. There were bursts of desperate screams outside the temple, and countless arrows were shot towards the temple door.
Zhang Qilu did not rush out of the door immediately. He leaned against the wall and got out of the way of those who were running out with fear on their faces.
Some people slowly gathered around Zhang Qilu. He was surrounded by some people in the center, as if they wanted to protect him and rush out together.
But now his hands and feet are tied. Where can I run to? At this time, he began to make some strange movements as if instinctively, and some joints on his body and hands and feet began to twist and deform in an incredible way. Zhang Qilu took off the rope on his body. The shackles on the feet.
This is such a superb ability of the I Ching to move bones and organs.
Everyone started to rush out of the house, and there were already corpses everywhere outside. In the distance, people wearing animal skins were still holding bows and arrows and shooting arrows at them with calm expressions as if they were practicing every day.
Zhang Qilu and his group did not follow the crowd and ran to a wider area. He didn't run back and forth, but ran towards a hillside. Everyone tried their best and ran desperately, and people around them kept falling down after being hit by arrows.
Zhang Qilu saw the soldiers in front, laughing and shouting excitedly when he saw someone approaching him. From time to time, someone would come forward with a saber and stab the man who had been hit by an arrow and fell to the ground and was still struggling.
As they climbed up the hillside, almost all the people around Zhang Qilu fell to the ground, and only a few or two people were still guarding him.
Suddenly, several women and half-grown children appeared on the side of the hillside. They were equally enthusiastic and waved the bright machetes in their hands to demonstrate to them. The people around them rushed towards those people regardless of their own safety. But in just one moment they all fell.
Zhang Qilu felt angry and desperate at this time, and the blood in his body no longer flowed through the meridians. His entire body is a container of blood and energy, and his energy is constantly rising. Zhang Qilu no longer had any scruples at this time. He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, exhaling a burst of turbid air from his chest. He disappeared in an instant and appeared next to those women. His moves were extremely strange and quick. Before the other party could react, Zhang Qilu had already moved toward them. Walking towards the cliff in the distance, I saw several people on the slope with their hands and feet bent, and they all fell to the ground and squirmed like maggots.
The cliff is more than ten feet high, and below it is the rolling river. Zhang Qilu jumped down the cliff without hesitation. The moment he touched the water, Zhang Qilu's consciousness traveled back to the wooden door again.
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"Brother, wake up. Can you help us get out?"
A girl's voice woke Zhang Qilu.
Such a sentence seemed like the hope of an innocent little girl, but to Zhang Qilu's ears it was not that simple. Why do you suddenly say this to yourself? This little girl is a bit weird. I should be just a child in the eyes of outsiders at the moment.
Zhang Qilu looked over and saw that the sister of the Xiang family was speaking. At this time, she was holding on to the iron railing with her little head and squeezing out desperately. Her eyes looking at him were full of prayer and a certain determination.
Zhang Qilu smiled bitterly in his heart and said, "I can't move now, so I can save you like this."
The Xiang sister opened a pack of raccoon noodles. Chewing the flour pancakes with big mouthfuls, she said, "Little sister, what do you say to this child? Dad and uncles will definitely come to save us." As she said this, she seemed to find something abnormal in her mouth, and a tooth actually spit out. She didn't even look at it. It looked like he just threw it on the ground and continued eating dry noodles.
Zhang Qilu ignored the sisters and looked at the boy who was suspected of being Muzishan's brother and asked, "Is your name Xiaoshan?"
The little boy's dazed eyes seemed to be focused for an instant. He grabbed the railing and asked, "I am, I am Mu Xiaoshan, who are you." As he spoke, he started crying. "Uu...Uu...Uu they caught daddy."
"I know your brother, don't worry, I will take you out of here."
"My brother, you know my brother." Mu Xiaoshan said softly as if talking to himself. It could be seen that his mental state was not very good at this time. My father was caught in front of him, and my brother doesn't know what to do now. This child has been tortured these days, and seeing him has been mentally stimulated, and his mind is very unstable.
"Brother, please take us out together." The sister of the Xiang family still pleaded persistently.
"Xiaoxue, let's eat some noodles. This kid can't even walk by himself. Don't talk to him, save your energy."
There is no love for no reason in this world, nor is there any encounter for no reason. Zhang Qilu began to test the Xiang family's sister.
"Are you children of the Huhai Xiang family?"
"So what, we are from the Huhai Xiang family. Let me tell you that our family is very big. My father and uncles are very powerful. There are many subordinates in the family. If you listen to me, I will ask my father to take you with me. How about leaving."
Zhang Qilu wanted to inquire about some things about the Zhang family from this arrogant little girl. he continued
"If your Xiang family is so powerful, why were you caught here by the Zhang family?"
"What do you know, little brat. The Zhang family couldn't beat us, so they captured us. You know nothing." This Xiang family sister seemed to disdain to communicate with Zhang Qilu anymore, and suddenly fell silent.
The room fell into silence again, with only the sound of chewing crispy noodles.
At this moment, the iron door of the basement was opened. Heavy footsteps sounded inside the room.
