The moment Huang Xi's corpse appeared, Guang Chengzi opened his dog eyes.
Um! This smells like a curse!
Chisongzi and Guangchengzi looked at each other and looked in the same direction. They didn't think much about it when Hongchao said he wasn't feeling well. But now it seems that poor Ahchao was still sucked in Yang energy!
Possessed by a female ghost, Chao, are you also a person with a guardian spirit?
"How about calling him back and we can lift the curse for him?"
"No, I don't think this Huang Xiang is simple. The two of us pressed her into the pit, but we didn't expect that she could still run out. It seems that she has possessed Hongchao a long time ago and turned into a corpse."
Guangchengzi touched his beard: "Now it doesn't look like that thing is malicious... Although the bad omen has been triggered, it doesn't seem like it wants to eat people, otherwise Hongchao would have died in his dream long ago. "
The old masters thought that Huang Xiang must have attached himself to Hongchao and came out to find enemies, but was attracted by the death bow. Could it be that the person who killed Huang Xiang's corpse was in Youdu Mountain?
"Not necessarily. Maybe Hongchao had been in contact with someone who triggered the bad omen, so she was possessed. And the person who killed her may not be an archer, but could also be a bowsmith. Didn't Azai say that colleagues are enemies? ?”
"Hey, what you said makes sense. It seems very reasonable. If you kill Huang Xiang, no one will have a better bow-making skill than me... That's wonderful."
Chisongzi and Guangchengzi conducted a wave of analysis and believed that Huang Yao's death may have originated from a vicious peer competition incident.
Not far away, Chu Fang and Yu Zai were talking. Chu Fang's eyes were bright because Yu Zai told him some about the disadvantages of the slavery system and how to solve it, including its formation. Of course, the most important thing is to Freed slaves must have a sense of freedom.
Although what Yu Zai said was complicated, Chu Fang still found the part he wanted. He wanted to question it at first, but after listening, he found that what Yu Zai said made sense.
It is completely in line with the logic of development.
The vigorous development of handicraft industry requires a broad market, and slaves do not have the purchasing power, so they must be turned into homesteaders and workshop workers.
"To put it bluntly, the reason for making you farmers is to better exploit you."
Yu Zai said this, but Chu Fang said excitedly: "If you really become a self-cultivated farmer, compared to freedom and standing under the sky, a little bit of exploitation is nothing!"
He didn't care at all what Yu Zai said, and Yu Zai didn't want to hide anything, precisely because there was no need to hide anything when facing them.
The truth is that if you are free, you can throw away anything.
Besides, the so-called exploitation is just a bad word. After all, the self-cultivators are still the basic force of the country, and the self-cultivators mentioned in Zuzai, that is, the farmers in Hongzhou, are actually members of the rural cooperatives. Their land and history "Private land" is not the same, but the result of rural cooperativeization.
Chu Fang's excited expression gradually calmed down, and he took a few deep breaths.
"There are people in this world who don't want to be free, but there are also people who want to be free!"
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During the day of the next day, there was heavy rain, and there was a wave of water in the forest, surrounded by clouds and mist. At night, the rain gradually subsided, and the two large ships carrying Yu entered the waterway of the Xiang River, surrounded by small boats of escaped slaves, and the water was turbulent. The flow rate becomes faster.
Among the three escaped slave leaders, one did not want to join the battle. The leader looked at Chu Fang and the other leader holding a spear and shook his head:
"I won't go. You are committing suicide. What can we gain by fighting to the death with Cang Wumin? Do you really like to follow that lunatic Chu Yan to die?"
"In the final analysis, without him frantically hunting down the Cangwu people and even killing five of their leaders, we wouldn't have been forced to come deep into the forest. We would have stayed here and not gone out. If the Cangwu people came, we would have escape."
"I don't have the guts to go back. If I fail, more than two years of hard work will be ruined. It would be better if I die. What I'm afraid of is that I will be taken back as a slave again."
There is no excessive verbal abuse. Everyone has different ideas. Everyone came together because of freedom and oppression. Now that everyone has different ideas and different paths, they can only part ways.
"Then this land belongs to you, and I will never come back."
Chu Fang said: "I have found where I want to go. I want to live with my head held high under the sky, instead of groveling anymore."
The leader holding the war spear grinned: "I am going to die this time. If I survive, I will follow you. If I don't survive, I will cut off your heir apparent."
Canglang water flows out of the river, and not all of the sediment it carries can drift to the end.
The fleet began to go down the river, and Yu Zai was also discussing the battle plan. The purpose of destroying the Wu people was to prevent them from participating in the battlefield of attacking Hongzhou. Although this group of people were in the silver rank, as the saying goes, it was a bad idea. If you are a master of criticizing, it would be bad if you make some cool moves on them.
"Ryujizi and Hongchao are together. He is a long-range fighter and you are a melee fighter. Just protect him. One of the two masters has to stay with Shaoyu to watch the ship. I think it is better for Master Chisongzi to stay here. After all, Master Guangchengzi's sword energy It weakens when exposed to water."
Guangchengzi went crazy when he heard that he could kill, and he was overjoyed. Chisongzi didn't say much, because Guangchengzi was indeed inferior to him in water battles.
This is called making the best use of things and making them truly durable.
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The third day, night.
A day after the fleet sailed down the river, some people appeared outside Baolin.
The warriors of those tribes had their hair down, holding stone tools, bone tools, and of course a small amount of bronze tools. They followed the clues outside and saw traces of fire and carvings on tree bark three days ago, so these warriors Just found it.
They are the people of Dazhu, Changsha and Manyang. Cangwu gave them many treasures, not only jade and feathers, but also fine stones and skins, salt and grain seeds.
These are all important things. Jade can be used for sacrifices, feathers can be used to make arrows, stones can be used to make stone tools and walls, and leather can be worn to withstand wind and rain...
With such a rich gift, these tribes, who are still in the middle of the Neolithic Age, will of course not refuse anyone who comes. As for capturing escaped slaves, they are certainly willing to accept this job.
Cang Wumin did not tell them about Chu Yan's existence. His original intention was to let them find out the location of the escaped slave group. In fact, he did not want them to catch him.
However, Chu Huan was not here now and led a group of people south to attack Cangwu.
These soldiers followed the traces left by the "koke" and found their residence deep in the forest. When the escaped slaves saw the light of fire in the distance, they were stunned at first, and then trembled all over!
"Boom!"
The stone ax was stained with rotten flesh and blood. The weapon in the hand of a runaway slave fell to the ground, and his head was beaten into a piece of rotten flesh by the opposing barbarian.
The people of Dazhu have begun to charge, and the people of Changsha and Manyang are not far behind. In their eyes, there is wealth everywhere here, not only those accumulated by the escaped slaves over the years, but also the escaped slaves themselves!
Whether it's massacre or capture, it's generally a matter of keeping some and killing others.
Sky-high shouts, killing sounds, and the sound of axes and axes clashing broke the tranquility of this paradise!
The entire Baolin ceased to exist, and the remaining leader was killed. The leader of the people of Changsha chopped off his head. The surrounding firelight illuminated half of the sky, and the raging flames were reflected in the water.
