The house in front of him was not high. Tang Wen gestured at the door frame. He needed to lower his head to enter.
With the help of his night vision, he looked through the simple wooden door.
I saw a step going down inside the door. There were four or five steps going down, about half a meter deep.
This structure can not only expand the space in the house, but also enjoy the shade underground.
There were no windows in the house, and there was no bed inside. A man who was so thin that he was only a bone was sleeping on the floor. He had no hair and a white beard, and his age was indistinguishable.
In addition to the stove and firewood, there is nothing in the house.
There were also a few pieces of rag-like clothes, a hemp rope covered with dirt, a few unknown fruits, and two buckets filled with muddy water...
Even when I first traveled through time, I would have been considered a rich man compared with them.
In this case, it’s really just about living.
Live like a beast.
Tang Wen muttered a few words silently and floated to another earthen house. The situation inside was similar.
Just lying on the ground sleeping were two skinny little children.
It looked like they were adults, probably carrying water and hadn't come back yet.
Looking at several companies, the situation is basically the same.
A big house in the middle of the village.
Tang Wen started using the breath-containing technique that he had just started, and coupled with muscle control, his steps were as light as a civet cat.
Holding the knife in one hand and grabbing the flying stone with the other, he quietly came to the window of the big house.
The two windows were wide open and he took a second look. The wooden frames of the windows were neatly made and well sealed with yellow paper.
When I reached out and touched it, I saw that the yellow paper was fine kraft paper.
Tang Wen's eyes became complicated.
The windows are made by professional carpenters. The large house in front of you has four or eight windows in the front and back.
According to the price of the Flame Camp, it can be exchanged for at least a hundred kilograms of corn.
Inside, several oil lamps glowed with yellow flames.
The oil lamp burned low-quality lamp oil. There were many impurities in the lamp oil, and black smoke jumped on the flame.
Looking inside, Tang Wen's eyes became more complicated.
The huge wooden bed was carved with patterns and hung with a curtain made of gauze. Tang Wen had amazing eyesight and could see clearly through the gauze.
A fat old man was lying naked on the bed, his legs spread widely.
There could be a dozen women on the bed at the same time.
Two people knelt at the foot of the bed, one hugged a wrinkled foot and pressed it carefully.
Four women knelt on the bed, serving around his legs.
Each of them kneaded the thighs and calves that came with their own woolen pants.
What he was leaning on behind was naturally a woman's fair and plump body.
What a bad old man!
The body is pretty good!
More than ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye, and Tang Wen stood at the window and stared, but the slave owner on the bed was completely unaware.
He made humming sounds from his mouth, and his only focus was on enjoyment.
Tang Wen curled his lips and had an idea.
Thumping!
The blood crow hit the door and flew away immediately.
The sound was particularly clear in the dark night.
"Who?" the old man asked, but he lay motionless on the bed.
Tang Wen was speechless.
how?
If someone really came to kill you, would they still give their name?
After a while, there was no other movement.
The old man didn't come out to check, he cursed a few words and started enjoying himself again.
Tang Wen retreated some distance and joined the two girls Bai Youruo.
"I thought you were going to do it."
Bai Youruo and Bai Xue also walked around the village just now.
Seeing the movement in the big house from the back window, the two women took a quick look and left.
Tang Wen said calmly: "After killing that person, what will happen to the others?"
"What do you think?" Bai Youruo's eyes lit up, full of appreciation.
Judging from Tang Wen's performance just now, it should be the first time he encountered such a slave village.
As a martial artist who grew up in a safe camp, he did not immediately kill the slave owners inside.
Instead, come back and ask yourself questions.
At this point, I am already stronger than myself before.
Tang Wen did not reply, but said directly: "I will still kill people! But after killing them, I will stay here for two days."
Bai Youruo was stunned for a moment, then frowned and stared at him.
Bai Xue said directly: "Mr. Tang, we are pressed for time. And along the way, we may encounter many such villages."
The two women understood that Tang Wen wanted to help these villagers, just like they did when they first left White Rock City.
After becoming martial artists, they were consciously brought to various weak slave owners by their family predecessors.
Those slave owners are similar to the old martial arts masters who enslave the poor villages in front of them.
Some are martial arts masters who have no hope of promotion, or a few warriors who think they are powerful, enslaving some ordinary people and letting them work like cows and horses to satisfy their own ideas of becoming masters!
This is part of Baishi City's training of the younger generation.
At that time, Bai Youruo's choice was the same as Tang Wen's before him, to kill the slave owners and save these people.
He even did not hesitate to use his own resources to educate them in literacy and open up wasteland...
But she soon discovered it was in vain.
The thinking of someone who grew up under slavery is very different from hers.
Once they are free and full, they think they have strength and only want to do one thing...
The Flame Camp is a small place after all.
Bai Youruo shook his head secretly. Tang Wen obviously had not experienced similar training.
"You have misunderstood."
Just when the two women made eye contact and thought about how to dissuade him.
Tang Wen said: "You two thought that I wanted to stay for two days because I wanted to help these people."
"Isn't it?" The two women looked at each other with surprised voices.
Tang Wen shook his head: "I have known for a long time that people are powerless to face most things in this world."
Bai Youruo asked directly: "Then why do you still want to stay?"
At this time, the people carrying water in the wilderness came back. They carefully avoided the big house in the middle of the village and followed the edge path to go home.
Instead of replying directly, Tang Wen gave it a try: "Miss Bai is so smart, why don't you guess why I want to stay? I'm going to kill people now. Before I come back, if you guess it, we'll leave immediately. If you can't guess it, we'll leave immediately." Come out and stay with me for two days."
After saying that, Tang Wen ran away. A hundred meters later, a flying stone hit him, and a roar suddenly sounded.
The stream of fire flashed past, and the roof of the big room in the middle was lifted directly.
"I don't know which way grandpa is driving to?"
"Young man, you've missed your welcome. Do you really deserve to die?"
A trembling voice sounded.
Tang Wen was stunned.
The slave owners showed no sign of resistance.
Without wearing any pants, he kneeled on the bed skillfully and kowtowed in Tang Wen's direction.
Tang Wen calmed down and killed him with one knife.
Ignoring the women who were also kneeling, he hung the old man's body on the wall.
Then, they shouted a few times in the village to tell everyone that they were free.
After doing all this, he did not stop and returned directly to Bai Youruo.
The three of them took the Sand Wolf away far away, found a high ground where they could see the village, and stopped to rest.
Watching Tang Wen take out the telescope.
Miss Bai relaxed her brows and said with a bit of surprise in her tone: "Do you want to observe them? Observe what these people will do after the slave owner dies?"
Tang Wen didn't look back: "The answer is correct, but it's too late!"
Bai Youruo laughed: "I really underestimated Mr. Tang. Sand Wolf is fast enough. It doesn't matter if he stays here for two days."
While talking, the women in the big house in the middle of the village ran out.
Shouting everywhere, knocking on doors everywhere.
The village became lively.
(End of chapter)
