"Give me that girl." The surrounding men snickered sarcastically, with a lot of ambiguity in their eyes.
"Bring it here." The "second brother" ordered.
The big black man reluctantly handed over the ancient book. The "second brother" took it and didn't even look at it. He just asked, "You don't have any weapons?"
The big black man shook his head.
"Take it." The "second brother" handed the ancient book and the cloth bag back to Yun Kong, "Remember one thing, you can't speak in front of everyone."
Yun Kong stared at him blankly.
"Only when I ask you for instructions, you need to say: 'Brother, do as you wish.' Do you understand?"
Yun Kong looked around at the people around him, looking at him in confusion.
"Understood? Say it again."
"Xianxian brother, just do what you want..."
"very good."
"Pooh."
The big black man spat and kicked several heads off the roadside.
The "second brother" immediately shouted: "Put it back! Don't miss the important event!"
"Second brother, don't always scold me!"
The big black man also contradicted me with dissatisfaction, "Brother...he never scolds me."
"Black man, it's not that you don't know that Kong Zhongqian is not someone to be trifled with." The "second brother" still had a stern expression. "You have killed so many of his brothers. The relationship between Liangzi and Liangzi has been deep enough. Sacrificing the head is a sign of Respect, if you see the heads scattered, it will make him even more angry. Be obedient and put the heads back."
Yun Kong fell into a cloud of doubt, and the unknown uneasiness tightened around his neck, making him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
Obviously, they wanted him to impersonate someone who was older than "Second Brother".
The one who is older than the second brother is of course the "eldest brother".
This person is probably also a Taoist priest.
Yun Kong's straw hat was sent back, with a circle of black gauze added to it to completely cover his face.
"Second Brother" waved his hand, and the group of people pushed him into the forest, shouting from behind and pushing him into the forest. Yun Kong was surrounded in the middle, unable to control his own destiny.
I saw a dead body lying in a corner of the forest. The dead body was covered with a mat, but it still couldn't cover the Taoist crown on the dead man's head.
The "second brother" clasped his hands and bowed to the deceased, then ordered people to cover up the body.
Yunkong was forced to leave with his "second brother" and didn't see how they disposed of the body.
Suddenly, my eyes suddenly brightened, and a large open space appeared in the forest. Many people gathered in the open space. Several people formed a circle and piled their luggage in the middle of the circle.
Yun Kong followed "Second Brother" across the open space and saw that these people were all in shape like haggard trees, with tattered clothes, sunken eye sockets and cheeks with a hungry look, and they looked like a group of refugees.
Yes, Yun Kong realized in his heart that these people were exactly the refugees!
The north was occupied by the Jin people. In the recent war at the border between Jin and Song Dynasty, the Song soldiers suddenly seemed to come back to life and drove some of the Jin people away. Taking advantage of this military gap, many northerners hurriedly fled to the south.
These people came together in batches and formed a huge refugee group.
At the same time, local powerful and armed forces also took advantage of the opportunity to rise. Many refugees joined these armed groups and fled south together in order to seek safety on the road, forming a force that cannot be ignored.
Armed groups protect and exploit refugees, and conflicts often arise between armed groups when encountering them.
The North was already dominated by the Jin people, and the Song Dynasty government was relatively safe in the south. The middle area could be said to be a hellish place with no one to govern it.
Yun Kong understood clearly in his heart.
He boldly patted "Second Brother" on the shoulder: "Excuse me, what is my name?"
"Second Brother" turned around and looked at him warily: "What are you talking about?"
Yun Kong's accent was a mixture of northern and southern accents, and he didn't realize it for a moment.
"You want me to pretend to be your elder brother," Yun Kong said carefully, "At least, when others call me, I should know that they are calling me."
The "second brother" glanced at him suspiciously, still staring at him with alert eyes: "My eldest brother is also a Taoist priest, his name is Lu Fengru."
"Lu Fengru." Yunkong nodded and asked, "May I ask how I should address you?"
"Ge Jiu."
After speaking, he turned around and continued walking, leading them through the crowd.
The refugees sitting on the ground looked up at Yunkong one by one, and Yunkong's face was looming in the black gauze.
He could feel the eyes of the refugees.
The eyes can be burning, resentful, angry, or plaintive.
There are also those who are admired, reassured, confused, and excited.
Yunkong couldn't help but wonder, how did Lu Fengru, a Taoist priest, become the eldest brother?
How to be a big brother?
How did he die?
Regarding Lu Fengru, Yunkong only knew that his name was Lu Fengru.
Yun Kong looked at the back of his "second brother" Ge Jiu through the black gauze. His strong shoulders appeared under his strong clothes, making him look quite burly.
In the hands of such a person, Yun Kong estimated that it would not be so easy to escape.
"Lu Daxian! Lu Daxian!"
An old man burst out from the crowd and ran straight into the sky.
Yun Kong suddenly realized that the man was calling him.
Suddenly, the men beside him immediately walked towards the old man to stop him from approaching.
Ge Jiu said coldly: "Go back."
His men grabbed the old man and dragged him away.
The old man couldn't reconcile himself and shouted: "Lu Daxian! The old man is wronged! The old man is wronged!"
Yun Kong licked his tongue nervously, lowered his voice and said, "You guys, let him come over."
Ge Jiu looked at him in surprise.
Yun Kong gritted his teeth and emphasized his tone: "Why don't you let him come over?"
These men all know his true identity, but in this case, should they keep it a secret from the refugees?
Or expose it immediately?
They obviously have another more important purpose and must have a living big brother for the time being.
Yun Kong has mastered this point.
Ge Jiu shook his head coldly and motioned for them to let the old man come over.
There were countless thoughts hidden in Ge Jiu's cold eyes. His cunning eyes seemed to be watching the fun, to see what tricks this fake elder brother would show, and what to do when he showed his faults.
Ge Jiu's fingers were beating, secretly revealing that he was calculating in his heart.
The old man came forward respectfully, Yunkong couldn't help but sweating on his palms, and peeked at the expressions of Ge Jiu and others through the black gauze.
He knew that he was troublesome and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of pretending to be Lu Fengru to help the old man.
He also knew that this was tantamount to causing trouble for himself.
"Say it."
Facing the old man, he tried his best to sound dignified.
The old man bowed his waist and said with a mournful face: "Lu Daxian's family, I joined the Xian family camp half a month ago. I have a daughter. The road was rough and I was afraid that my daughter would be in trouble, so I joined the camp, thinking that I could save my life, but she didn't I thought...I didn't expect..."
As the old man talked, he couldn't help sobbing and couldn't even speak.
Yun Kong was sure that he saw a sneer on Ge Jiu's lips.
"Don't cry, let's talk it over so that I can make a decision."
"Yes...yes..." The old man wiped his eyes hard, although his eyes were too old to shed many tears, "The old man's daughter just joined the camp, and she was killed by this man..." He pointed at the big black man, "He took it away by force!"
This old man dared to accuse the brother of "eldest brother". He either took the courage of a leopard or risked his life.
The old man beat his chest and choked and said: "He took his daughter away, forced her to rape her, and strangled her to death... This old man is all alone, and his life is gone. I beg you to comment. If you are unreasonable, The old man is going to die anyway, so he has to..."
"What else do you want?!" The big black man shouted with wide eyes, and the old man jumped up in fright.
Yun Kong immediately shouted: "Don't be rude!"
This time, the big black man was surprised. He was surprised that this fake elder brother was so bold.
In fact, Yun Kong himself was startled, and his back was covered with cold sweat.
Ge Jiu took a step forward and said casually: "Brother, during this war, the refugees joined us because they wanted a way to survive. If they want a way to survive, they need our protection. What they want is our protection, and we don't Asking for something in return.”
Yun Kong's voice was trembling: "Taking away someone's daughter is not considered a reward..."
To the old man's ears, it sounded like he was shaking with anger.
"Of course it doesn't count, it doesn't count," Ge Jiu turned to the old man and still looked at him coldly, "But if this old man wants you to judge, doesn't he just want to kill the black man?"
"Huh?" The big black man blew through his nose and blushed, "Second brother?"
"We brothers are all equal to ten men. It is fair to kill the black man, but there is one less person to protect you." Ge Jiu glanced at the refugees around him with cold eyes, "How many of you will die because of this? Don’t blame this old man.”
