Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 340 Brutal Massacre
This is really tragic.

Song Yuan was speechless. She couldn't judge what was right or wrong here, but she really admired the cunning of the wolves. They actually knew how to use extreme weather to retaliate. This brain was better than many people's.

She didn't want to leave the house, so she moved a stool and sat by the window, keeping looking at what was going on below. There was a lot of noise in the street, and women were crying and howling from time to time. After the noise for half an hour, the street started shouting again, and only a few people were seen using The lock sleeve dragged a lame gray wolf into the city.

The people in the town exploded in an instant, and everything of suitable length became their weapons. They surrounded the gray wolf, roared, and stabbed them randomly. The gray wolf grinned and growled, but was restrained by the long rope. The person pulling the rope deliberately gives it a chance to pounce, and then pulls harder when it accumulates strength to pounce.

Every time the gray wolf is defeated, a cruel pride rises on the face of the person pulling the rope. They use the rope in their hands to torture the gray wolf in a tacit understanding, trying to kill it while killing its ambition and pride, and let it go. Wagging its tail like a dog begging for mercy.

But this gray wolf was obviously hard-boiled, and its hair was stained with blood. It refused to lower its head and still roared and glared at everyone.

"Ouch~" The wolf cub held in Song Yuan's arms obviously heard the same kind of sound, and struggled restlessly to find the source of the sound. Song Yuan covered its ears, not wanting it to hear it.

It is cruel to any living being to witness the torture and killing of the same kind.

The movement below continued for a long time, and when the angry crowd dispersed, only the gray wolf's body was left abandoned on the street. The rope around its neck was still there, but it was also covered in blood.

It died without a word of begging, and its wild nature was not strangled before death.

Many people in the house facing the street looked numb, and some of them looked unbearable. Song Yuan even saw the government officials coming. One of the officials wanted to stop him, but was hurriedly pulled by his fellow officials and stood waiting not far away. , everyone knows that these people need to vent, and whoever stops them will be burned. Everyone has chosen to do more than to do less.

Song Yuan looked at it for a while and then went downstairs with the wolf cub in his arms. He happened to hear the shopkeeper standing at the door looking at the gray wolf and sighing: "What a nice wolf skin. It's a pity. It's not worth much if you peel it off now."

Hearing the footsteps, he turned back to see Song Yuan. He caught a glimpse of the little wolf cub in her arms and smiled: "The beast in your arms was picked up outside the city. Maybe the beast outside is a relative of this little beast."

"What to do with those people who haven't come back? Should we send someone to look for them?" Song Yuan didn't want to pay attention to his words, and kept yelling like animals, which made her feel uncomfortable.

The shopkeeper didn't care, and followed her words and said: "Who dares to look for this situation? What if we are ambushed again? We can only wait until the snowstorm of the past few days has passed."

When the blizzard passed, Song Yuan looked at the dusty sky and realized that it would still take several days.

The shopkeeper looked at the guards and government servants sitting idle in the lobby and said with a smile: "These strong men seem to be martial arts practitioners. I'm afraid the situation will be better when encountering these beasts."

"Even gods have to weigh it when competing with ferocious beasts in blizzard weather. It's not worth losing a few lives just to find a few corpses." Song Yuan didn't want her people to take risks. Even if they were parents, she would I don’t want to compromise my strength in order to meet certain demands of the people.

The shopkeeper had a sly look on his face and returned to the counter to rest. It was not lunch time and not many customers came in. Instead, the guards were staying here, ordering some hot tea and snacks to chat with.

The government officials in the house couldn't bear it, so they got up and went outside, untied the rope around the dead wolf's neck, and immediately started talking to the government officials in the town.

Song Yuan also came out, holding the little wolf cub's front paws and bowing: "Please give your elder a ride."

It was rare for her to soften her heart, but it was only for a moment.Although the gray wolf is hateful, its cruelty and killing are too much.

Before she left, two men came over. After asking clearly that Song Yuan did not intend to have the dead wolf, they quickly carried the dead wolf on their bodies.

"What do you want this dead wolf to do? Do you want to eat meat?" Song Yuan asked profusely.

The older man had a grimace on his face and forced a smile: "My family is poor, and we will have another child in a few days. We really can't find thick clothes and bedding to keep warm in such a snowy day. Although this wolf skin is dirty and torn, , but it can still be used for washing. Although the meat on the body is not delicious, it can also replenish the body of the mother."

These words were heartbreaking, and Song Yuan asked garrulously: "During the autumn harvest, did anyone around you get the cotton distributed by the yamen?"

"I got it, five kilograms." The smile on the man's face brightened a lot: "I left two kilograms at home for the children to make blankets, and the other three kilograms were exchanged for twenty kilograms of millet. I can eat it for a long time."

He looked satisfied, and Song Yuan also smiled: "That sounds good."

He grinned at Song Yuan. The father and son carried the dead wolf on their backs and quickly left the city. The dead wolf was carried away, and the government servants who were waiting to collect the body were free and only picked up the bloody rope. , As for the blood stains on the ground, a few heavy snowfalls can wash them away in one go, but no one cares about them.

As the evening approached, it started to snow again, and diners came in one after another. Song Yuan and others were eating dinner in the lobby, and heard a lot of news from the conversation between the shopkeeper and the diners.

Of the five people who escaped, only two survived. One of them was disabled, and the other was so frightened that he could not speak clearly. The people who left the city yesterday were all wiped out. This is really shocking to the fighting power of those wolves. .

"Beasts like wolves are the most vindictive. They hunt and kill. How can they dig out the wolf den? The old people who followed didn't know how to control it. How could the young people understand this and think it's fun? If these wolves don't kill If you are clean, you will definitely take revenge, and you will never have a peaceful life in the future."

"I heard that we have reported it to the county government and asked the county government to send people to hunt these wolves, but I don't know if the county will take care of it."

"It's just four or five wolves. The county probably won't report them to the county."

"It's not four or five. Those animals are about the same size. To kill so many people, I'm afraid it must be ten or more. If there are both males and females, there will be a big group again next winter."

"So it has to be killed cleanly. This beast is cunning and the weather is bad. Otherwise, how can a group of people be afraid of it if it pounces on it?"

They were able to chat at several tables respectively, but Song Yuan and his group remained silent. They just ate their own food and filled their stomachs. Song Yuan asked for a bowl of goat milk and carried it upstairs.

"If we use wolf cubs to lure out the remaining wolves, it will be easy to kill them." Someone suddenly suggested.

Even if Song Yuan didn't look back, she could still feel the eyes on her, but she didn't want to pay attention to it. She went back to the house and took the little wolf cub out of the bed, quietly watching it drink milk.

(End of this chapter)