Song Qingzhou didn't know how long they had been unconscious. She just felt hungry and had no strength in her body. After following Xiao Mo Ziqian for a few hundred meters, she heard from a distance that someone on the other side of the carriage noticed that they had escaped, and then Someone was chasing them in their direction.
Little Mo Ziqian didn't look back. He worked hard to shuttle through the mountains, trying to get rid of the crowd chasing behind him. Song Qingzhou could clearly feel the sweat on his palms.
The voices of the pursuers were getting closer and closer, and Song Qingzhou could even feel her arms being grabbed by a pair of adult hands. At this moment, her vision went dark, and the scene changed again when she woke up.
This was a small room with only a little light, and there were seventeen or eight children packed inside, all between five and twelve years old.
Song Qingzhou realized that there were waves of pain in her body. She had no time to check her condition, but quickly looked for Xiao Mo Ziqian with her eyes. Soon, she was in a small corner. I discovered little Mo Ziqian. There were so many children in this small house, but there were not many children near him.
Because little Mo Ziqian had obviously been severely beaten. Not only was his clothes covered with mud, but his face was also bruised and swollen. Song Qingzhou struggled to push away the children nearby. After passing by, Song Qingzhou came closer and found that Xiao Mo Ziqian had his eyes closed tightly and his whole body was curled up. Song Qingzhou pushed him anxiously and found that he had no response. Song Qingzhou's heart suddenly lifted.
She looked closely at Xiao Mo Ziqian's face and found that he must have been forced to inhale a large amount of drug before he fell asleep.
Song Qingzhou pursed her lips. She sat next to Xiao Mo Ziqian and looked around. She found that there was nothing that could be used as a tool. Moreover, except for some light leakage on the roof, this house did not even have a window. It seemed that this It is a gathering place for human traffickers.
Song Qingzhou didn't act rashly. After all, she was only a twelve-year-old child now, and she couldn't speak yet.
She guarded little Mo Ziqian carefully, waiting for him to wake up.
The light inside the hut slowly dimmed. The children around him were crying and making noises. Song Qingzhou had a headache from the noise.
When it got completely dark, a trafficker threw a bag of Wowotou and a few bamboo tubes of water into the small house. The group of children swarmed up to grab the food, and Song Qingzhou also joined in.
When Xiao Mo Ziqian opened his eyes, he saw that Song Qingzhou's clothes were wrinkled, and her originally neat hair was now very messy. There was no trace of the fact that she was the pearl held by the Song family before. Looking like this, a deep feeling of guilt emerged in his heart. If he hadn't sneaked Song Qingzhou out to watch the lantern festival secretly, Song Qingzhou would not have encountered such a thing.
Seeing Xiao Mozi wake up, Song Qingzhou immediately handed him the half of the nest he had finally grabbed and motioned him to eat quickly with his eyes. Xiao Moziqian raised his upper body with difficulty to look at Song Qingzhou and looked around. In this situation, the children who had grabbed the food were devouring it, while the younger children who had not grabbed the food were watching helplessly.
Little Mo Ziqian felt as if his whole body had been run over by a carriage. These traffickers knew where to hit without hurting their lives, but it made people feel pain. They didn't hit the face in the first place, after all, they had it on the face. Injury, the price wouldn't be high, especially for a good-looking guy like Xiao Mo Ziqian, but he actually dared to run away. The traffickers were so angry that they punched him twice in the face.
Song Qingzhou handed half of the cornbread in his hand to Xiao Mo Ziqian. Xiao Mo Ziqian shook his head: "Qing Zhou, you can eat it yourself."
Song Qingzhou shook his head, gestured with his hands to indicate that he had eaten, and then looked at little Mo Ziqian with a pair of peach blossom eyes. Little Mo Ziqian had no choice but to take half of the nest from Song Qingzhou's hand. However, he still broke the half of the cornstarch into two halves. Song Qingzhou looked at him helplessly and took the quarter of the cornstarch. After all, they were going to run away together, and she also You have to have a certain amount of physical strength.
In this way, Song Qingzhou and Xiao Mo Ziqian ate half of the bun, and then their two small bodies leaned together.
Early the next morning, several traffickers rushed in. They divided all the children into three categories according to their appearance. Song Qingzhou and Xiao Mo Ziqian were both in the best category. There were only four children in this category. .
Several traffickers outside saw the two of them together. One of them, the most honest-looking trafficker, said with a heavy look: "Separate the two of them. They knew each other before and they dared to run away. They are really brave." .”
A female dealer next to her glanced at the arranged carriageway not far away: "But we are going to transport the best batch of these to Yuncheng, so we have arranged a carriage there."
The leading trafficker looked at the carriages waiting outside, snorted and said, "Then feed them more drugs, as long as they are not fools when selling them."
The female trafficker nodded.
So Song Qingzhou and Xiao Mo Ziqian got into the same carriage. This time they were tied even tighter. Xiao Mo Ziqian was knocked unconscious not long after he woke up. As for Song Qingzhou, he was also heavily drugged. .
When Song Qingzhou woke up again, her whole head hurt even more. She didn't know whether it was because she was returning to a previous scene again, or because the drug was too heavy.
This time, Xiao Mo Ziqian woke up before her, because Xiao Mo Ziqian's body was covered with wounds from being beaten, and the pain made him wake up quickly.
The place they were in was another small house, and there were only four children here, which was what the traffickers called "the best group."
Song Qingzhou and Xiao Mo Ziqian were both very weak after not eating for a long time. The female dealer they had seen before came in and put a bowl of porridge in front of each of them. She looked at them and said, "Eat, let's finish eating." It’s time to go.”
Song Qingzhou and Xiao Mo Ziqian looked at each other and decided to eat first, otherwise they would not be able to go out even if the door was open.
While the four children were drinking their bowls of porridge, the female vendor who stared at them took the bowls away and took them out again. Song Qingzhou saw the sky for the first time in the past few days and felt as if he was in another world. .
Along the way, Song Qingzhou and Xiao Mo Ziqian were constantly looking at the surrounding situation and looking for ways to escape. Xiao Mo Ziqian thought that he must take Song Qingzhou to escape.
