Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 115 The letter is submitted to the giant, the Mohist will come quickly (please subscribe and ask for a monthly ticket)
Yuzhou.

A former Great Moon Pass.

The weather was gloomy and dry, and even the air was churning.

In summer, there is a lot of rain, especially in this piece of land bordering Daqing.

Before the wind and rain, it is the most dull and hot. It seems that something is pressing on the heart, and it is difficult to breathe freely for a long time, which makes people upset.

Sweat will slide down the cheeks from the forehead, and occasionally it will accidentally drip on the lips, and you can feel a hot salty ripple, which is not good.

It's just that these people in the city don't have to worry about the rain and the unbearable temperature in summer anymore.

Because there are not many people still alive.

"Tap."

Soldiers wearing feathers walk through the streets.

The weather was too hot, and the city had already belonged to them, so the armor on his body had been taken off. At this time, his strong arms were exposed, and he was carrying a package with a little bright red spots. The footsteps sounded slightly heavy.

The rain has not had time to fall, but the feet are covered with red mud.

After nearly ten days of fermentation, a particularly unpleasant smell has begun to linger in the city, and it lingers for a long time.

I heard that Commander-in-Chief Liu Xuanqi has ordered the corpses in the city to be gathered together and burned.
'Tch, there are so many people, how can the burning be over? '

he thinks.

As for digging holes, it is even more troublesome. These are enemies, and they will die if they die, so why bother?
Isn't the city in front not buried?
Why should this city be buried?

If you want him to say, it must be the commander-in-chief who made Liu Xuanqi go back on his word. If he robbed enough, he would not let them search for more!Deliberately use those lame reasons to delay these low-level soldiers, so that their own soldiers can grab more!

'If this is the case, we must hurry up, and if we find more, we can be masters when we go back! '

Thinking of this, he slightly weighed the package on his shoulder.

There was a chaotic sound that was crisp and melodious enough to make anyone fascinated.

There are gold and silver, jade, calligraphy and painting. Many things that have never been seen in this life are carried by him now!
This voice is really unforgettable, and it fills him with strength.

Of course, in addition to these very precious things, there are also a little, insignificant, bright red water droplets that gently slipped down with his movements and sank into the ground.

His eyes kept scanning like a goshawk, and his ears were raised, trying to watch all the movements around him.

When he walked into the house of a wealthy family, he suddenly heard some faint noises.

He was overjoyed, and immediately rushed towards the place where the noise came from.

It's a pity that someone moved faster than him.

When he arrived, he saw a soldier who also wore bird feathers on his head, but more colorful than his head, was carrying a child who looked about eight or nine years old.

The child seemed to have been hiding in the woodshed for a long time, and there was still a handful of uncooked rice scattered in his hand at this time, he must have come out to find something to eat from extreme hunger.

"Where's the money?"

He saw his companion tugging at the child's clothes, his eyes were like evil spirits, and his voice was extremely cold.

The child was too scared to speak.

"Where's the money?"

The man asked again, but still got no answer.

Then a long knife flashed past, and one of the child's arms was cut off abruptly.

A heart-piercing cry of pain soared into the sky in the already quiet city.

But it's not too abrupt, and the sound of it will always sound every once in a while, so it's not a big deal.

"Where's the money?!"

the man asked a third time.

The child, who was crying like crazy, didn't answer, but just shouted heart-piercingly: "Father, mother!"

The man finally lost his patience, threw the child to the ground, inserted the long knife into the heart, and stirred it lightly.

The disgusting voice finally quieted down.

The man glanced at him, spit out and said: "What a bad luck!"

Then knock him away and start looking for the next target.

"Cut! What's the air? You might not get as much money as me!"

After the man walked away, he also spat out viciously.

Looking at the silent child on the ground again, he shrugged helplessly.

In fact, he doesn't really like killing people.

It's fine to kill a few at the beginning, what good is it to keep killing?

Blood splashed on the clothes, isn't that dirty!
Still sticky and annoying.

But once he kindly let a person go, that person was stopped by a companion in the blink of an eye, and the companion just chopped off three fingers of the person, and the person took out a big ball of money!

That is a ball of silver! ! !

If he takes it home, he can add a few more cows!

The big moon of the dog day, the master kindly spared your life, you don't give money, others chop off a few fingers and give the money to others!

You can't blame him for this!
Sure enough, after learning such a skill, his package quickly became richer.

At first, I just wanted to buy a large piece of land.

Then I thought I could add a few more cows.

Now that we have land and cattle, why can't we have another big house?
Those bullies like pigs and dogs can live in a good attic, so why can't he?

Later he saw the wives and concubines married by those officials and gentlemen.

That beauty is ten times more beautiful than the most beautiful widow in the next village!
No no no, a hundred times!
That skin is tenderer than tofu, and even the voice is much nicer than that of old women in the country!
It's just that dying too fast is not fun enough.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he grabs enough money, he will definitely be able to marry a beautiful woman who is a hundred times more beautiful than the most beautiful widow in the next village like those masters!

These ideas are certainly good, but they all cost money.

'I shouldn't have let that bastard go! '

Every time he misses an opportunity to earn a fortune, he can't help but think of the big lump of money he missed out of a moment of kindness.

What a shame. That should have been his!

Move faster, there are not many people left in this city, if you don't hurry up and take this opportunity to make another fortune, how will you live a good life in the future?

The footsteps rushing to the next place became more and more swift.

A pair of eyes watched all this quietly.

Many people think that the so-called massacre of a city is to kill all the people in a city.

If it was really hacked to death, it would not be a relief.

Unfortunately, the real massacre is far more cruel than that.

The soldiers are not murderous madmen, even if they really have murderous intentions, it is almost enough to kill a few or dozens of people, and it is very tiring to keep beheading people!
It's just killing people, but it can't bring them any benefits, so why keep doing it?

By the way.

What they really care about is money.

A little silver can buy some rice.

A handful of silver can buy a lot of meat.

With a lot of money, you can consider buying a good house.

The soldiers are all very poor, otherwise how could they fight to the death with the people at the bottom with their belts tied around their necks?

So, for the sake of a better life for myself in the future, it doesn't matter if you massacre the city or something.

It is important to find money!

On the first day, the soldiers were just in groups, knocking on doors from house to house, and it was fine to show some past money.

That was the very beginning, they hadn't tasted it yet, but after killing a few people, they could be called gentle.

Even some who refuse to give money, just threaten with knives, but generally they don't hurt people.

At this time, there are still many people in the city.

But on the second day, the requested property was already too little, too little to be seen.

There are only so many rich households in the city, how many people are nourished?

There are too many soldiers, and they can't fight each other. Once caught, they will be killed without mercy.

So what else can be done?

There are too many monks and too little food, slowly asking for property, while others are covered in trophies, and you have two pockets?
If you don't rob, others will rob; if you don't kill, others will kill.

Then go on a killing spree!
Facts have proved that the threat of killing people directly, and after it is actually implemented, can gather the property that was actively hidden at the fastest speed.

Many people made a lot of money by killing on the second day.

When the soldiers who reacted slower came to their senses, the entire city was almost washed out.

But it doesn't matter, people are still alive!
There are always people who dare to hide something secretly, and they can get it out even if they work hard.

Needless to say gold, silver and treasures, women must also take off their beautiful clothes. If children wear silver chains, they will naturally not be able to escape.

On the third day, the vast majority of people really have no money, so they just need to try their best to hide themselves and try to hide them tightly.

Although the city is big, there are not many places where people can hide.

In order to survive, some of their own people would give away the good people they had hidden, or even actively search for them.

When even this failed to get satisfactory money, the soldiers would slaughter all the men and women who were not very attractive.

And the remaining women who are quite pretty will be gathered together, and they are also a kind of property.

Of course, don't think it's a blessing that they are alive. What they have to face and experience is not just the so-called carnal desire.

Witnessing all this with your own eyes, perhaps you can understand what purgatory on earth is.

The owner of those eyes lowered his head and tremblingly took out a brush and paper from his pocket.

No ink.

So he squatted down and tapped the tip of the brush on the ground.

Write hard.

The red color is like cinnabar, but it is more bright red, and even the handwriting with a thick purple color slowly emerges.

【.The two concubines were naked, and their feet sank into the mud without their shins. The first concubine still hugged a woman, threw the whip into the mud, and drove them away immediately.The women tied their necks with long ropes, and they were as tired as pearls. They were covered in mud when they fell at every step. Babies were all over the ground, either lined with horseshoes or borrowed from human feet.Walking through a ditch and a pond, piles of corpses are piled up, brothers and feet are pillowed together, the blood enters the water and turns into five colors, and the pond is flat.]

While writing, he paused.

How should this end?

After hesitating for a moment, he continued writing without hesitation.

[There is no words to express what I saw and heard during the period, and all the blood and tears turned into a letter. 】

[Letter giant, ink writers come quickly! ! ! 】

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