Seeing the old man fall in front of him, Feng Bingwen's eyes turned red for a moment, and his blood surged up. He stepped forward, and just as he was about to fight with the three men, a square handkerchief was placed on his face.
, a wisp of fragrance passed into the nose, and he suddenly felt dizzy, his limbs were weak, and he fainted on the ground after taking another step.
"Hey! The little thing is quite brave!"
Seeing Feng Bingwen fall to the ground, a man stretched out his legs and kicked him. Then, under the eyes of the old man, he picked him up and walked away.
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"Qi Laosi, can you do it? You can't even deal with such a little brat!"
The mocking words reached his ears. Feng Bingwen opened his eyes in a daze. He felt that his head was so dizzy that it was about to explode. His limbs were as if they were filled with lead and were too heavy to lift.
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But soon, the memories before coma flooded into his mind. Feng Bingwen steeled himself and wanted to observe the surrounding situation. When he turned his head, he saw a man with a simple and honest face holding a brightly-haired man.
Dog skin was wrapped around his body.
"What do you want to do?"
Feng Bingwen was so angry that he subconsciously punched the man in the face.
But on the dog skin that the man was holding, a cold force seeped into his body, making his limbs heavy and unruly.
"His grandma's body, this little thing's body and bones are too good, I can't change it!"
The man holding the dog skin in his hand did not answer Feng Bingwen's words. He stood up, his face looked a little ugly, and threw the dog skin to his feet with a wave of his hand, as if he felt embarrassed.
"Qi Laosi, if it doesn't work, just admit it. Why are you holding on? Everyone knows how much you weigh."
There was a man booing next to him.
"Don't fart there. If it weren't for me, Qi Laosi, would we have caught so many lambs on this trip?"
Qi Laosi's face was gloomy and full of dissatisfaction. He looked at Feng Bingwen underneath him, raised his leg and stepped on his chest. After looking at his face for a moment, he explained,
"This boy comes from a good family. He has had good food and warm clothes since he was a child. His body is naturally stronger than these people's and he has a lot of righteousness. My method of making animals is evil. As the saying goes, evil cannot suppress good, so I can't do anything to him."
"Come on, Qi Laosi, don't explain here. If your eldest brother comes, let alone this little brat, even a strong man can be turned into a working cow."
"Hehe, that's right. Don't look at who my eldest brother is. He's a semi-immortal."
At this time, Yazi, who was called Qi Laosi, was actually feeling very proud.
"The art of making animals!"
Feng Bingwen, who was originally frightened and angry and wanted to resist, listened to the conversation of these people and forced himself to calm down. Anger could not solve the problems he was facing now.
He looked around. He didn't know where he was at this time. The surrounding area was surrounded by mountains, rocks and trees, with no human beings in sight. They were taking a rest in a newly cleared open space.
Among these people, the donkey cart full of local dogs was very conspicuous. Now, Feng Bingwen naturally knew that the dogs in the donkey cart were not real dogs, but people.
It is obvious that this is a group of people who master occult arts. That is why they can abduct people so arrogantly, and even leave without being searched by the government.
"Stop talking nonsense, Qi Laosi, think about how to deal with this kid first, he is too eye-catching!"
At this time, someone pointed at Feng Bingwen, who could not be used to create animals.
"We'll be on the road later. If we meet someone, this kid just howls and gets noticed, we'll be doomed."
"That's easy to do. Pull out his tongue and he won't be able to scream anymore!"
Someone suggested casually, and the plain words contained inhuman cruelty.
"A dog has chewed your brain!"
Hearing such a suggestion, Qi Laosi stepped forward and kicked him on the butt without any good looks.
"Next time, think twice. This is a scholar's family. All they eat is fine rice. If the bones of this body are sold for less than ten gold bahts, it will be a loss. If you pull out your tongue, even ten gold bahts will be lost.
I can’t even sell it for silver baht.”
"Hey, is this kid so valuable?"
Some people on the side took a breath of cold air, some of them couldn't believe it.
"If we sell all the animals we caught this time, we may not be able to sell them for ten gold bahts!"
"You don't understand, right? What's that called? A scholarly family. Yes, this boy was born in a scholarly family. He is full of culture. He only needs to be trained for a few years and sent to take the imperial examination. It will be easy.
If you are a child-student scholar, if you are admitted to the Juren Examination, ten gold bahts are nothing."
"Bah, Qi Laosi, you are bluffing. You are fooling us here like fools, and you are just the grandson of a poor scholar."
The rest of the people just thought that this guy was talking nonsense, that he was a nonsense scholar, and that he was still successful in the election. He was just talking nonsense.
"Besides, this kid has grown so big. Which family would blindly buy him back and raise him as a son?"
"I told you that you don't understand, you just don't understand. You are a bunch of ignorant bumpkins. If you don't believe it, some people will."
Qi Laosi was a tough talker. He insisted that Feng Bingwen could sell it at a high price because he was the one who made the decision and led someone to snatch him away in broad daylight.
"It doesn't matter if no one wants to buy him as a son. This kid looks pretty good-looking and has a strong body. If you train him for a few years, there will be many people who are willing to give him money!"
Several people were chatting happily about how to sell Feng Bingwen, while Feng Bingwen was lying on the ground silently, watching these scum talking with cold eyes.
It is ridiculous to say that he prayed to the book of heaven and received a bird carrying a red fruit. His bones were strong and his muscles were strong, and his vitality was abundant. After the old doctor in the county diagnosed his pulse, they all said that he was immune to all evil spirits.
The evil of ghosts and ghosts cannot infect him at all, but when faced with the evil of the human heart, he is powerless to resist.
So what if he can wrestle with an adult? The magic that can turn people into animals cannot work on him, but a drugged handkerchief can easily knock him down.
"You've rested enough. Get ready to hit the road. Let's stun this kid so he doesn't scream!"
As the voice fell, a fragrant handkerchief covered his mouth and nose again. Feng Bingwen fainted again. Before he fainted, he vaguely saw the group of people putting a trap on him.
sack.
When he woke up again, he was already in a cold and damp dilapidated tile-roofed house, and every part of his body ached, as if he had been thrown to the ground like a piece of cargo.
Beside him, there were several children who were about the same age as him, dressed in dirty clothes, with bruises and ice marks on their exposed clothes.