Di Ying opened her eyes.
First he saw a pair of smelly feet in front of him, and then a man.
A very ordinary looking man, dressed like ordinary people.
It's just that his eyes are unwavering. It was so dark that there seemed to be no emotion at all. Even when he was threatening him with a knife, he showed no expression.
Di Ying understood.
These people are dead soldiers.
At this time, Di Ying's hands were cut behind his back, his ankles were tied, and he was lying on his side on the floor of the car. What he saw in front of him was a person, and he could feel two people behind him.
Including the one who drove the carriage, there were four people in total who were holding him hostage now - dead soldiers.
Di Ying closed her eyes and tried to adjust her mood.
Under such circumstances, no matter how resourceful he is, there is no way to escape.
Even if these people didn't block his mouth, he didn't want to talk.
Using words to influence the enemy and using benefits to impress the enemy are things that only appear in the "Word Book".
These are dead soldiers, people who use their lives to complete their mission. He was taught to be as stone as a child. He has no thoughts or emotions of his own.
There is no family, no weakness, and all actions are in accordance with the master's instructions.
When the Lord lives, they live; when the Lord dies, they die.
If he had the strength to convince them, he might as well gather enough energy to listen clearly to the route the carriage took.
Now the carriage is very bumpy, going up and down, turning left and right.
He didn't roll around in the carriage, just because the dead soldiers in front and behind used their feet to suppress him.
Between the dancing car curtains, the wind blew in with natural freshness.
This is into the mountains.
Bingzhou is on Hedong Road, with Fen River on the left and mountains on the right.
Taihang Mountain!
Ma Guangjin's ancestral home is in Xingzhou, the end of Hebei Road. And Bingzhou is separated by the Taihang Mountains.
Di Ying knew that these dead soldiers were Ma Guangjin's people.
Ma Guangjin, as well as the adults in the Ma family who participated in the case, are probably drowning in the anger of the ants.
These dead men could not rob the prisoner, so they could only rob Di Ying.
Do you want to trade him for Ma Guangjin's life? Is this the reason not to kill him?
wrong.
If this is really the case, then wouldn’t it be enough to hijack the person on the spot and ask for a replacement? Why knock him unconscious, tie him up and take him away?
If nothing else, they originally wanted to replace him on the spot, but Ma Guangjin died.
Ma Guangjin was "drowned" to death before they could think of a replacement, right?
ha!
Die so quickly!
Di Ying curled her lips inwardly.
It's not that he regrets that the plan to replace dead soldiers was not implemented. He felt that the people really...
Why do you want those guys to die so quickly?
Wouldn't it be better to smash for a while, rest for a while, and let those guys fully feel the fear of death?
But luckily he acted quickly, otherwise he wouldn't have known how to deal with it if these dead soldiers had used him in exchange.
He shouted generously: Leave me alone, you continue!
Then his neck was cut off with a knife by the dead soldiers, and then he left guilt in the hearts of the people?
Never!
It was good to be kidnapped like this.
They want to get themselves to the ancestral land of Ma Guangjin's family and use it as a memorial, right?
Die in Taihang Mountain...
When Di Ying thought about it, she felt it was quite dreamy.
If he has a spirit after his death, he is willing to guard this mountain ridge and protect many things that should be protected.
Thinking of this, he opened his eyes and tried to twist his body and change his position to let his blood flow more smoothly.
"Don't move!"
Following the warning sound, Di Ying received a solid kick on the back.
A fishy-sweet smell surged through the throat, rushed out of the mouth, and flowed to the outside of the lips.
Di Ying didn't have time to swallow it.
He simply vomited it out, opened his bloody mouth, and said loudly: "If you are going very close, you can tie me up like this.
But if it exceeds 12 hours, I will die from blood stasis without you killing me.
You are people with martial arts skills, and I am just a weak scholar who has not recovered from his injuries and has no strength to tie a chicken.
If you really want me to die like that, you might as well give me a knife now. "
As he spoke, he shrank his neck, then raised his head, and slammed into the blade that stopped in front of him after slapping his face.
"boom!"
Di Ying received another kick in the chest.
The dead soldier reacted very quickly, sheathing the knife and kicking Di Ying away.
Di Ying spat out a mouthful of blood again, onto the man's trouser leg. Then he closed his eyes weakly.
Now, he can be sure: the other party will not kill him anytime soon.
This judgment made him feel a little more relaxed.
A dozen breaths later, I heard their conversation.
"Untie him. No one in the wilderness is afraid of him running away."
"I heard that this man is very scheming. Are you sure you want to let him go? What if he screams?"
"Shout, it's been so long since we've been in the mountains, you can shout whatever you want. Call for lions, wolves, tigers and leopards, just in time to give us extra meals. Don't forget, the master's family rule is to bring your enemies back and sacrifice them alive."
"Okay, let him move on his own so that we don't have to wait for him."
As soon as the last voice fell, Di Ying felt that the rope on his body was cut by the knife.
He slowly lowered his body.
For a moment, the numbness and pain after being tied up was like countless insects gnawing at his muscles and blood vessels. It was very uncomfortable.
Di Ying gritted her teeth tightly and waited for this feeling to pass.
The carriage became quiet again, and only the sound of the carriage's wheels could be heard.
Occasionally there are the roaring sounds of wild animals in the mountains and the chirping of birds returning to their nests.
It's getting dark.
Sure enough, not long after, the carriage stopped at a gentler place.
Three dead men in the car picked up Di Ying, carried her to the open space outside, and threw her down.
Di Ying didn't say a word, let alone resist.
After calming down, slowly get up.
This is a small valley, surrounded by low mountains, with only an opening about three meters wide.
Some of the weeds on the ground were obviously trampled and unable to get up, some were crushed to death by heavy objects and could not be resurrected, etc.
Explain that people, goods, carriages and horses often come in here to rest.
And want to know such a secret place...
There are trails where horse-drawn carriages can be used even when entering the mountains...
It seems that Ma Guangjin transported a lot of things back to his ancestral land, and he often came and went.
Di Ying calmly walked over and filled the water. Some dead soldiers came over to join him.
Before the sky completely darkened, some dead men lit up the oil basin that had been set up in the alcove of the hill.
There is a large flower stand at the bottom that seems to be supported crosswise, and a large copper basin sits on it, with kerosene placed in it.
There were four such oil basins, and they lit them all.
Suddenly, dozens of square valleys were brightly lit.
In this season, there is no need to warm up over the fire.
When Di Ying turned back, someone motioned for him to sit down and then gave him a biscuit.
[Distance, time, etc. must be marked with explanations for each occurrence, which may seem to increase the number of words, so: most of them directly use modern vocabulary. Mo Zuha. 】
