Lian Ping laughed in her heart, but she was in pain all over and felt uncomfortable, and with Bian Yuanxue in front of her, she didn't want to talk anymore.
There were slight footsteps at the door, and everyone turned around to see Li Lan holding a short piece of wood: "Miss, I found this."
"Bring it to her," Bian Yuanxue pointed, "Don't let her scream again."
Suxiang and Xiaoshu were stunned for a moment, then watched Li Lan walk over and handed the short piece of wood to Lian Ping: "Open your mouth and bite it yourself."
Rei Ping was already dumbfounded.
There was a pain in her shoulder, and Doctor Zhang pinched her flesh again. Lianping opened her mouth and screamed in pain, and Li Lan stuffed the wood into her mouth.
Liping bit the wood and burst into tears. He didn't know whether it was pain or grievance.
If it had been Dr. Zhang or Suxiang and Xiaoshu who had handed them the wood, the feeling of humiliation would not have been so strong.
"The ear is considered clean." Doctor Zhang said, opening another wound that had become sticky due to being exposed for too long, and pulled out another thorn.
Lianping screamed in a low voice, his whole shoulder was shaking with pain, he was sweating profusely, and tears were pouring out of his eyes.
There is no light in the sky and the earth, all the clouds are dark, the wind is rustling, and the hills are wide and flat in the distance.
On the east side of the mountain facing the gate, there are several small fortresses similar to hollow enemy towers built on the far south side. There are several war tents next to them. In the dilapidated walls, three or four horse thieves on guard are sitting on the ground gambling.
Guarding the guard was a rule passed down from the old boss, but over the years, with the expansion of the village, the battle wall has been built to the bottom of the mountain.
These guard posts on the mountain are mostly just a formality and the most leisurely activity.
"Wuma, Xu dog." A bandit shouted.
Another horse thief took out two cards: "Xugou, Zirat."
The third horse thief then said: "Zi Shu, Yin Hu."
The fourth horse thief couldn't catch him, so he went to touch the wine bottle next to him out of habit. After touching for a long time, he didn't touch anything.
"Damn it, I forgot, we didn't eat anything today, how can we get wine?" he said angrily.
"You pick up the card first. If you can't pick it up, I'll give you money." The third horse thief said.
"Here, here." The fourth horse thief took out a few coins and threw them on the ground, "It's my turn, two coins."
The first horse thief continued: "Two pigs."
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After another round, the third horse thief couldn't catch up. He frowned and threw down the coin: "I'm going to take a pee. Damn it, it's my alcohol addiction."
"Go away! Don't let that smell come over!" the first horse thief shouted.
"I'm fooling you!" the third horse thief retorted, but still walked away obediently.
Xia Zhaoyi was holding an iron piece wrapped with wood in his hand, and was scribbling the route he had taken on the wooden box.
She found an enemy tower on the other side, walked along the wall, and saw this one from a distance.
Although it has been a long time, it can still be seen from the sword marks and black burnt stones on these wall stacks that there was a terrible fighting here.
Hearing that someone was coming over there, Xia Zhaoyi had no intention of hiding. He made two final strokes on the wooden box with the iron piece and raised his head to look at the person.
"I'm not lucky. If I have a drink, I won't lose. I'm the number one winner in a row." The third horse thief was cursing as he walked through the ruins.
As he walked, he stopped when he felt something, raised his head and looked at the girl holding a small wooden box opposite.
The girl stood in the darkness, looking at him quietly.
He blinked and looked back at her.
The atmosphere seems a little weird.
The wind on the top of the mountain was so strong that the clothes of both people were blown away.
After being stunned for a moment, the horse thief came to his senses and yelled: "Thief girl from the backyard? Why are you here?"
Now I can hear the voice clearly, he is probably in his thirties, he is weak in energy, and he probably has no boxing skills.
No one on this mountain would be afraid to meet Xia Zhaoyi alone, except, of course, those who are good at fists and kicks.
If the person in front of her does, then she has to pretend to be weak.
Now that I'm sure it's not too serious, or it doesn't exist at all, I can solve it simply and crudely.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "I'm not from the backyard, I'm from the underworld."
The servant women in the back mountain shared a load, each holding a bamboo stick in their hands, and walked up the southeast steps with great difficulty.
Aunt Feng and Mama Yu carried it together and walked at the front. When they were tired, they raised their hands to wipe the sweat and looked up towards the mountain.
About fifty feet apart on the road, there is a pier, and there are two or three men lying or sitting on the pier.
In addition to being on guard duty, they also have to manage nearby fire candles.
It was also these torches along the road that saved the servants a lot of trouble on their way up the mountain.
All the way up, at every pier and platform, Aunt Feng asked people to give food to these men first.
Among the hungry horse thieves, some scolded them angrily for not coming sooner, while others treated them like family members and said a lot of nice things.
Mother Yu felt really weird. Now she stopped to rest and said to Aunt Feng: "I will treat those who scold us as scolds. I have nothing to say to beasts, but I feel a little strange about those who thank us."
"One kind of rice feeds a hundred families," Aunt Feng said. "Not all of them can have the same violent temper. There's nothing surprising about it, but you don't think of them as good people either. No one on this hilltop has clean hands.
, all deserve to die."
"I don't just think of them as good people." Mother Yu looked at the large basket of food in front of her and said, "If they were really good people, he would help us deliver it and say nice things."
Aunt Feng didn't answer. She frowned and looked at the hillside not far away.
Yu's mother rubbed her calf, stood up and said, "Let's go, we'd better hurry up first, we have to go back down the mountain later."
Aunt Feng didn't move. She kept looking at the hillside over there. She pointed her finger and said, "Look over there. Is there a figure there?"
Yu Ma looked over, and the maids over there also followed their gazes and raised their heads.
"There seems to be something dripping down." A servant girl said.
"Ah," Yu's mother shouted, "is he a dead person?"
The servants blinked, trying to see more clearly.
"It's a dead person," another servant said, "a man, he should have been pushed down from above."
"Oh," Aunt Feng said, "he is dead."
The horse thieves next to the war tent on the mountain were waiting impatiently.
"Why hasn't he come back yet?" The first horse thief was angry, "I'm waiting for him to draw the cards."
"How about the three of us play first?"
"He lost just now, so he has to play first." The fourth horse thief put down the cards in his hand, "I'll go over and call."
"Wait a minute," cried the first horse thief, "what's that sound?"
He stood up and looked down the wall.
A large number of servants were walking on the road over there, carrying burdens.
"It's food, it's food." The first horse thief shouted happily.
