Chapter four hundred and seventieth substitute pillar
Twelve great protectors!
Zhao Yuan is now certain that there is at least one more terrifying existence above the twelve great protectors.
After leaving the giant tower, Zhao Yuan sneaked around the island, trying to find the whereabouts of the red heart sacred tree.
There were at least eleven masters on the island who were on the same level as Li Hao. Zhao Yuan did not dare to make any big noise and could only search little by little.
The island is not as small as Zhao Yuan guessed. In fact, the island is very big. Zhao Yuan walked along the trees on the seaside for dozens of miles and still did not see any people. The coastline seemed to have no end, and it kept moving towards
Extension in front.
It's a pity that we can't fly into the sky to observe. Otherwise, if we take off for a bird's eye view, the topography of the island will be immediately clear.
Zhao Yuan couldn't think of a better way, so he could only search a little bit, hoping to find clues.
Now, Zhao Yuan is not only looking for the red heart sacred tree, but also hopes to find out about the situation on the island. Unfortunately, if his identity had not been discovered by the group of women, he would have been among the slaves now.
However, Zhao Yuan was secretly glad that if it had not been for being discovered, he might have been sent to the construction site to be enslaved by now.
It is simply impossible for a slave to have access to core secrets.
It seems that being discovered is a blessing in disguise.
If he was among the slaves, he would have to either endure and be enslaved, or fight his way out. No matter which option he chose, Zhao Yuan would not end well. He might as well slowly look for clues like he is doing now.
After walking for dozens of miles, the sun was setting over the mountains, and Zhao Yuan spotted smoke from the cooking pots.
After seeing the smoke, Zhao Yuan was immediately overjoyed and quickly walked towards the smoke.
Judging from the density of the cooking smoke, that place should be a human settlement.
There is a world where there are talents.
There is society only if there are people.
Only when there are people, there is a country.
Someone has the information.
Only with people can there be hope...
Soon, Zhao Yuan arrived at his destination. After observing a stick of incense, Zhao Yuan had already determined that this was an ancient small fishing village. Judging from the fishing gear drying in front of the house, the people here had been here for a long time.
No longer in contact with the outside world, they still maintain some ancient fishing methods.
There are more than thirty households in the small fishing village. If one household is calculated as three people, it has about a hundred people.
Zhao Yuan decided to take the risk.
Zhao Yuan put the camouflage uniform into the Sumeru Ring, got a rag to wrap around his crotch, and soiled his body. Then, he found a remote and dilapidated wooden house. Through reconnaissance in the "quiet" realm, Zhao Yuan had determined
, inside this wooden house, there are two old people, a woman, and a child about ten years old.
Zhao Yuan was not chosen randomly, but deliberately.
Most families like this are kind-hearted.
"Ah..." The person who opened the door was a young woman with good features but a bit haggard. When she saw the almost naked Zhao Yuan, the young woman exclaimed.
"Help me, help me..." Zhao Yuan protected the door frame, but before he could finish his sentence, he fainted.
What happens next is a matter of course.
Zhao Yuan was carried to the bed with all hands and feet. After drinking a bowl of boiling fish soup, Zhao Yuan "awoke". At this time, Zhao Yuan was already tied to the bed with five-flowered ropes.
"Are you a cemetery worker?" An old man with a vicissitudes of life looked at Zhao Yuan warily.
"Yes." Zhao Yuan immediately guessed that the "cemetery" mentioned by the old man should be the huge square stone tower.
"How did you get here?" The old man did not relax his vigilance.
"I was caught on a cargo ship a few days ago. After I got off the ship, I went to this small island. There was a group of vicious people who supervised my work every day. I couldn't bear the torture, so I pretended to be dead. They threw me
After going down the cliff, I was lucky enough to survive. I walked along the seaside and found this place..."
Zhao Yuan's answer was flawless. He said that he had just been captured. This would avoid being questioned and reveal his flaws, and at the same time, he could hide his strong body. After all, most of the slaves on this island are skinny and skinny.
His strong body was out of place.
"Old man, what should I do?" The gray-haired old woman had a look of fear on her face.
"What can we do? We must not send him there, otherwise, the people at the cemetery will find out, and our whole family will die without a burial place." The old man sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Ah... please, please..." Zhao Yuan turned pale with fright and begged.
"Young man, it's not that we won't save you. There are only a hundred or so people in our village. If we leave you here, someone will definitely find out. Once the people in the cemetery find out that we have taken in outsiders, our whole family..." The old man's face
There was a hint of reluctance on his face.
"Old man, what will they do to him if we send him back?" the gray-haired old woman asked.
"..." The old man was silent for a while.
"Old man, please keep him!" The old woman gently touched Zhao Yuan's cheek, and there was a hint of doting in her cloudy eyes.
"Hey, look, look, you think of the pillar again..." The old man shook his head.
"He looks so much like Zhu Zhu..." The old woman was already in tears, and the young woman behind her was also in tears.
"Let's think about it first." The old man looked at the young woman with tears streaming down her face and sighed.
The three of them discussed for a while and finally reached an agreement with Zhao Yuan not to report him, but they had to stay and help their family.
Of course, only after everyone made the decision did Zhao Yuan understand the whole story. It turned out that there was a young and strong man in this family, his nickname was Zhu Zhu, who went fishing two months ago and was caught in a tornado and died in the belly of a fish.
The young woman in question is Zhu Zhu’s wife, and the teenage child is Zhu Zhu’s son.
What the two old men meant was that the daughter-in-law was still young and could not remain a widow, so it would be a good thing for Zhao Yuan to be married into his wife.
It didn't take long for Zhao Yuan to get to know this family.
This is a family that is close to abject poverty.
When Zhu Zhu was still there, the family was able to make ends meet and was happy. However, after the death of Zhu Zhu, the backbone of the family, the family was on the verge of collapse.
That night, the two old men kept chattering about doing work for their daughter-in-law. Finally, the daughter-in-law gave in and stayed silently with Zhao Yuan.
Looking at the haggard but still charming face under the light, Zhao Yuan sighed secretly.
This is a miserable woman. In such a short period of time, two old men decided her fate. She even didn't know anything about Zhao Yuan. Such a strange man broke into her life all at once.
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"Go to sleep." The woman extinguished the oil lamp with a blank expression on her face.
"Is Zhuzhu really dead?" Looking at the woman taking off her clothes in the darkness, Zhao Yuan couldn't bear it.
"Dead." The woman's delicate body trembled.
"Are you sure?"
"...sure." The woman hesitated.
"Perhaps, he is still alive."
"..." The woman was silent for a while.
"How about we wait a little longer. If he really can't come back, just live with me." Zhao Yuan sighed.
"You are a good person." The woman suddenly said softly.
"No, I'm not a good person." Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly. He was a famous villain in the Great Qin Empire.
"Go to sleep."
"Go to sleep."
The woman slowly put on her clothes again and lay down fully clothed.
"What happened on this island?" Zhao Yuan knew that the woman was not sleeping.
"They are demons..."
Amidst the woman's voice of hatred, Zhao Yuan finally had a preliminary understanding of the island.
About thirty years ago, before women were born, a group of cultivators came to the island. At first, the cultivators were quite friendly and exchanged some things with the local fishermen for seafood and the like. However, less than
Within half a year, they showed their ferocious faces.
The cultivators began to imprison fishermen and force them to build "cemeteries". This situation lasted for half a year.
After that, more and more slaves were transported to the island, and then the fishermen on the island were released and returned home.
Being released home does not mean you are free.
When the fishermen return home, they just change their form of slavery. They must hand in a certain amount of seafood every day. If they fail to do so, they will be punished.
As there are more and more managers on the island, more and more fish are needed. The fishermen are miserable. They get up early and run around on the sea every day. Even in the face of natural disasters such as typhoons, they cannot have the slightest chance.
slack off.
Zhuzhu was buried in the belly of a fish because he went fishing on a rainy day.
In fact, in recent years, more and more fishermen have died at sea due to bad weather.
"What is the cemetery used for? Is it really a cemetery?"