The light rain was dripping, and there was a group of people walking forward on the official road.
The men in front and behind were on horseback, and in the middle were several huge cages, guarded on either side by men with knives.
The guards wore hats and robes to protect themselves from the rain, and the slaves in the cages were not so lucky.
The weather was a little cold as it approached autumn, not to mention the cold rain, the slaves shivered with cold, and their lips turned white under their messy hair.
The carriage and horses moved forward slowly, and after about half an hour they stopped in front of the inn.
"Ladies and gentlemen, do you want to shoot or stay in the hotel?"
Xiao Er came out to greet him and looked at the group.
The guard who took the lead looked fierce and vicious, his eyes sharpened, and he said, "I gouged out your eyes again." ” "Master, don't scare me."
Xiao Er shook his body, and said with a pale face: "There is a lot of silt in the first ten miles, and now that it is raining so heavily, there may be a mountain rock collapse, do you want to stay for one night before leaving?"
” The leader of the guard took a silver ingot, from his bosom, and threw it over.
"Prepare a few upper rooms."
Xiao Er smiled and took the silver, swept his eyes to the cage behind, and said, "Master......
These ......"
The leader of the guards said, "You lead them to the back." ” The post station has a place for horse-drawn carriages and stables, and Xiao Er asks the horse-keeper to drive the carriage into it with the guards.
There were three tall cages, each of which contained a dozen slaves, all huddled together in twos and threes.
The guards all went to the lobby to drink wine and eat meat, and the cold cages were left unattended in the desolate courtyard.
A man in ragged clothes bowed over to two thin-looking slaves.
"What do you want to do?!"
The skinny slave protects the pale boy in his arms.
"Get out of the way!"
The tall man slapped the little boy on the head, pulled the unconscious boy out, and reached for the boy's collar with his big hand.
Suddenly— A pale, thin hand grabbed his hand.
The tall man was slightly stunned, and suddenly met a pair of dark eyes, and his heart skipped a beat in fright.
"What are you going to do?"
The young man's face was dirty, but his dark eyes shone in the night, and he felt that his hand was about to break if he didn't use any force.
"Damn, let go of Lao Tzu's hand-" The tall man scolded with a swear word, and scolded viciously: "You dead and sick ghost will not live for a few days, it is better to give Lao Tzu the clothes on your body......"
"Click!"
The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.
The sound of bones breaking in the dark cage sounded creepy.
The young man sat up straight, showing a kind smile: "The people who called Lao Tzu in front of me are dead, do you want to die?"
” The tall man screamed in pain, and a little fear arose in his heart when he heard the young man's words.
The slaves in the cage all remained on the sidelines, and some were afraid to shrink together with each other, no one expected that the injured and dying teenager would suddenly break the wrist of the tall man.
"Big brother, you're finally awake."
A skinny boy crashes into the teenager's arms.
The boy coughed, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he helplessly pushed the boy away with one hand.
"If you hit the point again, I'll die."
The little boy looked at him with a choked voice.
The young man glanced around the cage with the gaze of a gloomy owl, then grabbed his right hand with his left hand, and connected the bone neatly.
The slave looked at the young man's expressionless face, and a chill broke out of his back.