If the secret knowledge is a banner, Ma Jun can take the throne, but when walking through every street he was familiar with, he still has the frightening feeling of being controlled and oppressed. The streets in the city At the entrance of the ancestral hall, we can no longer see the old men playing chess and commenting on the situation of the world. A few arrogant guards wearing green and yellow military uniforms with muskets on their waists spit out a bunch of melon seed rinds at the refugees wandering on the street. , and then seemed to be venting his troubles caused by doing nothing all day long. What was even worse was that the grooms who looked after the horses beside the ancestral hall lazily carried a trough of horse dung and poured the dung behind the ancestral hall impatiently. At the door of the dilapidated house, at this moment, the refugees seemed to have seen something good, swarming up, trampling and chasing after it.

After settling down Little Dongqing, the two quietly pretended to be refugees and mingled among the refugees. Only then did they realize that these refugees relied on the beans in the horse dung that had been thrown out... There was still a stench and fishy smell in the ancestral hall from time to time. Jun was curious, so he quietly walked over and took a look at the courtyard of the ancestral hall. Fortunately, he hadn't eaten much in the first place, and he threw up after falling over. Seeing this situation, Jingqian felt something was wrong and walked to Ma Jun. , Ma Jun motioned for him to look into the crack in the door panel. This time he saw clearly that a man was hanging up on an iron hook on a pole in the shade of the yard. His face was blurry, his back had been hollowed out, and he was covered with flies and maggots. It's really disgusting... The two of them were shocked when they saw it, and they were even more sure that this cruel method must be the talons of the unscrupulous warlords. In order to continue to find out the true situation of the tea horse at this stage, they could only pretend to be calm, but in their hearts All of them left behind the shocking scene just now.

Soon, several people in green and yellow military uniforms hurried towards the refugees. The leader should be their commander. He was waving his hat in one hand and dragging the horse's reins with the other. He had a fair face and looked like a kind man. He was followed closely. He jumped off the horse, handed the hat in his hand, and ordered in a hoarse voice:

"Today, you old and sick people will go to the grain field with these officers to grind the mills. If any of you dares to steal some grain, you will be scratched and cramped. After the farming is done, you can follow the officers to the grain field. Get food from the guard booth!" After saying that, he unbuttoned his clothes, threw them on the horse, turned around and said a few words to his men, then rode away.

This time Jingqian saw it in his eyes and became more determined in his heart about the mystery of the method described by Mr. Tokugawa. He buried his head with tears and smiled bitterly. Everything he could see was so cruel and numb, but what he couldn't see was insubstantial. Think about that time Although the family is broken, it is not worse than death. Looking at all the atrocities in front of him makes him give up all his ideas. Why can't a seemingly kind person escape being a devil!

An old man with a dark face complained: "It's hard to live a good life these days. None of these scumbag soldiers are serious people. They used to be gangsters, but now they've all jumped into the trap with a big bandit."

"Old man, please stop talking. You're screaming from behind before the person walks away. If you are heard, we, as a group, might as well stop living!" An old man next to him stepped forward with a frown on his face and tugged at the dark-skinned man. The lapel of the old man's clothes. This sentence caught Ma Jun's attention. Could it be that they are composed of several powerful people? Are these scumbag soldiers recruited? With doubts, Ma Jun waited until the officers who led the team After walking far away, I touched the back and asked the old man.

"Uncle, what you just said is that these scumbag soldiers are bandits?"

"Where! We're not even counting the scum of the soldiers, they're just a group of bandits. These people have already followed Feng since they came in!"

"So, is this group of people guarding the entire town now? And I think you are all a bit unfamiliar, are you not from the town?"

"If it weren't for those bastards who flattered us, we would have ended up like this. We are from the city. Previously, those few people just now were the bandits in our area. They would always come to the town to show off their authority when they had nothing to do.

, the scholar-looking person who just came and spoke is the accountant who works for Mr. Liu’s family in our town. The landowner of the Liu family is okay, and occasionally gives some food to poor people like us, and this thief often fights with those bandits in the mountains.

The bosses came and went, and they took a fancy to Master Liu's family's property, so they formed a gang and robbed everything from the Liu family. Because of the master's kindness, the villagers in our town quietly let the master's son run away. In the end, the thief was given to the bandit leader.

No, we became their labor force. We brought them all back to the tea horse. This strong man became their main labor force, going to the mountains to harvest grain. Women and children were killed.

Zhan Zhan, we are left with a group of useless people, we are not even given a meal, we are not allowed to leave the town during the day, and we have to go to the mill at noon. It is really hard to survive. My grandson is only 17 years old, and

He is as big as the young master of the Liu family, and now I don’t know whether he is dead or alive!”

"What's going on with the people in the ancestral hall? And is Mr. Liu's son named Liu Songren?"

"How do you know? No, no, no, I can't tell you anything. If I say this, I will stab Mr. Liu in the back. Who are you? Are you one of them?" The old man heard Ma Jun say this.

There was a slight panic after the name, and they became suspicious. They were all scared, scared to the core...

"No, uncle, I'm just like you. With my build and accent, can I be one of those people? Besides, if I were one of them, would I still be telling you this here?" Ma Jun also hurriedly replied.

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The old man looked at it carefully, then put away his guard and said in relief: "Young man, you are so young, why didn't they drag you in to do labor?".

"Oh, me, my body is too small and I'm covered in bones. That guy saw that I was useless and kicked him out, haha!"

"Thank you for being able to laugh. The old man in the ancestral hall was the same man who went out to put a few handfuls of grain in his pocket when we went to the mill two days ago. He was caught by these people when he went out and was beaten half to death on the spot.

After asking around, I found out that he was a relative of Mr. Liu's family. This caused trouble for me again. When I came back, I hung him up in the ancestral hall and beat him all night long. His back was bruised and bruised."

"You are so old, how can you withstand such a torment? Aren't you a relative of Mr. Liu's family?"

"You are wrong. It was precisely because of Mr. Liu's relatives that he was beaten so severely. When the Liu family was here in the past, although these thieves were ruthless, they did not dare to make mistakes because of Mr. Liu's prominent status. This

In addition to many years of heartache, they will not let go of the hatred in their hearts. It has always been their habit to eradicate the roots, for fear that future generations will retaliate!" The old man said and followed the people in front, seeing that they had entered the grain farm.

I dare not say more.

Ma Jun looked at Jing Gan, who was already depressed, and greeted him with a fist.

"Okay, boy, I already know the general situation. Don't look sad. That boy Song Ren is still alive!"

"What? Song Ren?"

"Yes, Liu Songren! Hush, keep your voice down, this guy's reputation is valuable now!"

"What I gnawed at today's wolf, I didn't even make up for that meal of steamed buns!"
Chapter completed!