Soon the eunuchs dragged up a body that was as silent as a pile of rags.
The man's head was hanging lifelessly, his clothes were scarred and stained with blood, and even his messy hair was stained with blood, which fell down and covered the man's face.
Ying Sizhu laughed wildly: "Hahaha, Ning Yue, you bitch, when you slapped me, did you think of this day?"
Ning Yue has a meal, huh? That person is actually me?
This crazy girl didn't let me go in her dreams, and she actually made me dream so miserable.
If he can't fuck me during the day, he abuses me in every possible way in my dreams.
Ah Q is old.
Ghost soldiers! What are you doing? Come on!
Ning Yue held her hand tightly, wishing that she could not play in person, it would scare her to death.
The man lying on the ground slowly raised his head. Under the blood stains on his face, it turned out to be Ying Sizhu's face.
Ying Sizhu was shocked. He looked back at himself in the mirror and then at the man's face. He was confused by this situation.
A sinister smile spread across the corner of the man's mouth, and a series of joint clicking sounds were heard. The man stood up in an extremely twisted posture that was impossible for normal people to do, stretched out his hand, and trembled toward him like a zombie. Ying Sizhu walked away.
Ying Sizhu screamed, pushed the palace maid next to Zombie Bamboo, turned around and ran away.
The man waved his hand casually, and the palace maid was pressed against the wall. She fell down and stopped moving.
Ying Sizhu screamed and ran faster.
However, if she is fast, the person she chases is also fast; if she is slow, the person she chases is also slow.
Zombie Bamboo, with blood on his face, did not catch her, but slowly chased Ying Sizhu in circles.
Like a cat teasing a mouse, enjoying the chase.
Ying Sizhu was so frightened that she couldn't get away, so she opened the palace door and ran out.
However, there was a dark fog outside the gorgeous palace, making it difficult to see even one's fingers.
More and more zombies gradually appeared from the black mist, stretched out their hands, and walked slowly towards her.
Ying Sizhu screamed even louder, turned around and ran back to the palace...
This dream has explosive special effects, 3D stereo surround, and the whooshing sound is as close to your ears as it is. Even Ning Yue felt creepy.
She shook her body, it was so scary, but fortunately it was not herself she was chasing.
There was a sudden scream outside the carriage, and Ying Sizhu sat up suddenly, looking around in shock.
It was still dark before dawn, and the surroundings were completely dark. Ying Sizhu felt that the surroundings were filled with ghostly eyes and gusty winds. She walked into Li's arms in panic: "Mom, I'm afraid..."
Mrs. Li was drowsily asleep. She muttered something impatiently and turned over.
Ying Sizhu panicked and shook her, "Mom, I have a nightmare, please get up and stay with me..."
But before Ms. Li could be shaken awake, a man lying next to her punched her: "Mad, you are done, why don't you let me sleep?"
Ying Sizhu didn't dare to speak, but she didn't dare to sleep either. She just sat huddled in the crowd and looked around in fear.
Ning Yue put down the curtain, not feeling that she was going too far at all.
If she had power in her hands, her fate would be like that of the man in the dream, with her bones broken and left to be slaughtered.
The long night finally passed.
In the morning, Ning Yue glanced at Ying Sizhu. She probably didn't sleep much last night, and now she looked listless and drowsy.
Ning Yue withdrew her gaze.
After breakfast, the number of people passing by gradually increased, and they would pass by villages. Finally, the team did not have to walk all day without seeing a single person.
But they didn't enter the village, they just walked around the village from a distance.
Ning Yue opened the curtain on the carriage and looked at the village in the distance.
It was mid-afternoon, and the village was so quiet that there seemed to be no one around, probably everyone was working outside.
I don’t know if there are any seriously ill people inside who need treatment.
Ning Yue has only formed more than 10 ghost soldiers now, and she is still far away from 500. As the days go by, it would be false to say that she is not in a hurry.
She got off the carriage and walked to Li Desheng: "Uncle Li, do you have enough supplies? Should we go to the village to rest and buy some things? My water bag is almost empty."
Li Desheng took a look from a distance: "No, we still have enough supplies now. There are many of us, so don't scare the villagers. There is a stream in front, you can get some water there."
Ning Yue had no choice but to give up.
As the team continued walking, the village gradually disappeared behind them, and a gurgling creek appeared in front of everyone.
Li Desheng pointed out the location of Ning Yue's creek. Everyone went up to drink some water and were busy filling water bottles.
Zhao Dali saw that today's progress was well completed, so he asked everyone to take a rest here.
Ning Yue saw from a distance that halfway up the mountain, there was a tower more than one meter high, like a small temple used to worship gods and Buddhas. However, black smoke was pouring out, and even the windows of the tower were covered with smoke. Darkened by smoke.
Ning Yue smiled and pointed there: "Uncle Li, is that an earth temple? Whose Bodhisattva's backyard is on fire?"
Li Desheng took a look and let out a long sigh, "Oh, don't ask."
Not allowed to ask, Ning Yue became even more curious.
While he was talking, the wind direction changed, and the smell of burnt animal sebum wafted over.
Carried by the wind, there was also a cry as weak as a cat's meow.
Ning Yue listened carefully and found that there was indeed crying.
"Uncle Li, someone is crying, can I go over and have a look?"
Zhao Dali also came to drink water. When he heard them talking, he glanced over there and said, "That's a Yi Pagoda shared by several nearby villages. There are probably some children in it who are not dead."
Ning Yue's eyes widened: "What child?"
Zhao Dali: "This tower is full of unwanted children. There used to be children in the village who died young, and they couldn't afford the funeral expenses, so they left the children in the tower. In order to prevent the spread of the stench, they burned them every few days. Fire, the current economy is bad, taxes are increasing, and life is becoming more and more difficult for everyone. Some families, if they give birth to a girl and don’t want to support them, or if they are sick and have no money to treat them, or if they are disabled, they will be thrown in together. This The Yi Pagoda gradually became the Abandoned Infant Pagoda.”
"Didn't that mean burning the child alive?" Zitong's face turned pale when she heard this, and she couldn't help but interject.
"There are also those who are carried away by wolves. Last time I saw a wolf carried away a child in Yita, and it was still alive."
"No wonder I rarely saw girls when I passed through other villages. It turns out that girls were born in Yitali."
These words were so shocking. The prisoners who were all pampered before had never seen such a real lower-class society. They gathered around to listen, sighing while listening.
They once thought that being exiled was already miserable.
Unexpectedly, there are so many worse people in the world.
Cui Manning's face turned pale when she heard that. She was also a girl, but she was born with rich clothes and fine food. She wanted the stars but not the moon. The only setback in her life was that she pursued Ying Xianqing to no avail.
Some girls were thrown into towers and burned to death as soon as they were born.
She trembled her lips and glanced at the Abandoned Infant Tower again, only to realize that Ning Yue had already walked there with Caiyan.
