Chapter two hundred and nine heard
Zhu Yikai followed Huang Ju to the ruins that were within his sight.
Zhu Yikai carefully identified for a moment and said, "This is Fang Jiayuanzi." The Fang family is a rich family in Huangsha Road, and the family is built with luxury and sturdy... At this time, it can also be proved that only this area will survive eight years later.
Huang Ju ignored him, put down the child he was carrying, and reached out to test it.
Zhu Yikai, who looked around, stepped forward and said, "I will cure the injury." After that, he carefully checked the child. The child was injured very much, but he still had a trace of life. Zhu Yikai put down his back basket, took out a small bag from the pheasant and hare, opened it and took out some messy medicine powder, and fed and sprinkled the child. "We are always injured. Most of the time, we cannot see the doctor when we are injured, so we have to save ourselves."
He was busy and spoke, and heard a serene voice in his ear. He subconsciously looked up and saw more than a dozen children's heads appearing from the ground, staring at him like big rats, with black bean-like eyes.
Zhu Yikai looked at these people, the older one was seventeen or eighteen years old, the younger one was three or four girls, the rest were all boys, each with pale face and thin skin. Thinking of the situation mentioned by Dahuangya, the elderly and weak were all dead, and only some children were left, and their hearts were very painful.
Huang Ju sat aside and said, "Come out, he said something to tell us."
The children crawled out loudly, and Zhu Yikai placed the injured child and looked at where they crawled out. This was a digging hole diagonally, not deep enough for a person to nest inside. They were supported by some door-boards and wooden boards, stuffed with some hay.
Zhu Yikai reached out and grabbed a hand from the ground. In winter, the ground was still soft and said, "When they built the underground palace, they transported sand here to fill it... You can't dig too deep pits, you can only do this..." The voice choked and couldn't say it. Looking at the pits that were not even as good as rat holes, how did these children survive... He always thought that they were tragic to die outside, but it turned out that living was even worse.
Huang Ju interrupted him and said, "We know how to dig a hole. You should tell me what you want to say."
The boy was indeed like a stone, and seemed to have no feelings at all. Zhu Yikai looked at the children of all sizes around him and said, "The fire eight years ago was not a thunder fire, but a human set fire."
After he said this, the children around him did not react, and their expressions were still looking at him, without any sadness and anger.
Zhu Yikai was stunned again and said, "That man was named Song Yuan. He set fire to burn the queen and the princess to death. In order to prevent someone from coming to save the queen and the princess just in case, he dumped the entire city with tincture oil and made the entire city burn..."
Perhaps because of the kids' expressions, Zhu Yikai, who cried in grief and anger when he remembered this, didn't even choke at this time... This feeling... It's really... Zhu Yikai sighed in his heart and continued to speak idly.
"... Although the things were done very secretly, some people still saw them... At that time, many people were not in the city. For example, I was doing things like this, but I only knew something was wrong when I came back. Then I heard the government's conclusion, and many of us left here. Although the government said that those who were not in the city at that time were innocent and evil, we did not dare to mention where we were escaping from the name of the person who was hiding his name... Later, we saw the fire telling us Huangsha Taoist outside the city with our own eyes... This was really terrible, and we couldn't believe it. No one dared to question it, and no one believed it after all... But we can't let the wrongfulness be forgotten, after all, the life of a city..."
Zhu Yikai raised his head and took a deep breath, calming his emotions for a moment, and the surroundings remained silent.
"... Later, many of us gathered and decided to kill the person who set fire. We have men, women, old and young. The same thing is that no one will kill people, and they all start to learn to kill people... and tentatively kill people... your brother."
Zhu Yikai looked at Huang Ju.
"Your brother could have continued to study and take the imperial examination, but he decided to lead everyone to revenge and unite many Huangsha Taoist who are willing to join... He also raised the poison himself and prepared to give the other party a fatal blow."
Huang Ju looked at him with a blank expression.
Zhu Yikai was hesitating whether to briefly tell the story of how everyone assassinated and failed over the years. After all, it might be too tragic and terrible for the children.
Huang Ju had already spoken: "Then now all of them are dead, you are the only one left."
Such a summary is simple, straightforward and straightforward. Zhu Yikai silently said, "Yes."
Huang Ju said: "This is what my brother asked you to say?"
Isn't this enough? Zhu Yikai responded, and he thought about many scenes of seeing the survivor of Huangshadao, crying, laughing, and being sad and angry. No matter what kind of emotion, it requires language and action to express it. But he didn't expect that it would be so silent and quiet, and he suddenly felt that there was nothing to say.
Huang Ju waved his hand, and the children around him suddenly dispersed and drilled back into their pits.
Then... Zhu Yikai was a little confused.
Huang Ju walked over and looked at the child lying on the ground, saying, "If there is only half of the chance to survive, you don't need to save it." He looked at Zhu Yikai's small baggage, "Don't waste these." After that, he walked away.
Zhu Yikai stood there in a daze.
Huang Ju stopped when he walked to a pit and fed him. Zhu Yikai looked at him.
"Where is that person?" he asked.
Zhu Yikai clenched his hands and took a step forward, saying, "In the capital, be a high-ranking official, he..." Before he finished speaking, Huang Ju said, retracted his gaze, stepped into a pit and shrank and disappeared from his gaze.
The cold wind of winter passed, and Zhu Yikai couldn't help but chill. The fatigue accumulated from hiding and running all the way came in an instant. He sat on the ground with a thud. Well, no matter what, he did it, he came back and told the children, and they knew.
They are still children. Children who grow up with iron chains on their feet are teased like toys, what can they do? Crouching in a pit to survive this winter is their greatest achievement.
The child under his feet moaned, and Zhu Yikai came back to his senses and looked over. The child seemed to open his eyes, then closed again, and finally woke up... Zhu Yikai gently picked up the child, so now he could save the child's life is the only thing he could do.
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Zhu Yikai was awakened by the sound of clamor. When he woke up, he was dark and night in front of him. He couldn't remember where he was. The sound was still coming from his ears. Soon he could tell what the sound was... the chains on the feet of the teenagers.
During the day, he studied the chains, which were buried deep underground. Dahuangya said that it was connected to the underground palace of the Queen Phoenix Coffin. He didn't know what mechanism was operating underground. He tried to open the chains, but eventually gave up in the indifferent and mocking sight of the boys.
Chapter completed!