"Get up, it's already dawn, why are you still sleeping, are you dying!"
The body was pushed, and Yan Mo woke up from his deep sleep.
In front of him was a man with an unshaven beard and a haggard face. He was a little familiar. After thinking about it for a while, the name of the other party emerged from the depths of his mind: "Qi Yuan."
What is this place
Yan Mo slowly sat up and turned his head to look at the environment.
This is a low and dark earthen house, about 30 square meters, with two pillars in the middle to support the roof, and a row of haystacks lined up against the wall, which looks like a bed.
Judging from the number of haystacks, it seems that there are at least ten people living here.
"Get up soon!" Qi Yuan frowned at him, and said in a reprimanded tone: "Zhan Zhan can't go away, let me call you. You really are, Zhan Zhan loves you and wants you to sleep for a while, but you You can’t really sleep so deeply, hurry up, Zha Da and they have been working outside for half a day, if you don’t go out, wait for the slave to come over to check and catch you lazy, Da Zha will be beaten for you again!”
Yan Mo covered his forehead, as if something was wrong, he shouldn't...
Shouldn't what
"Daddy, wake up." The soft and familiar child's voice came to the ears, and a small and thin doll swayed into the door of the earthen house.
The little baby, who was about three years old, struggled to carry hay that was taller than others into the dark earthen house, walked to Yan Mo and put it down.
"Doo." Yan Mo felt distressed, quickly picked up the little baby, and said naturally, "Why did you go out to work so early?"
The little doll was cold all over, her lips were purple, and her bare hands and feet were covered with chilblains.
It was still snowing outside, but the little baby was only wrapped in a worn animal skin that was about to lose all its fur.
"Father said that Daddy was sick, so Dudu found a lot of hay for Daddy to keep him warm." Xiaowa tucked into his father's embrace, absorbing that bit of warmth.
Am I sick? Yan Mo felt it carefully for a while, and felt that he was a little weak, and his son's small body was curled up in his arms, and the emptiness that had just woken up as if he was still in a dream immediately became extremely real.
"Cold, let's see how frozen you are." Yan Mo hurriedly rubbed his son's hands and feet, trying to make him warm up quickly.
Qi Yuan urged him again, "Hurry up, don't dawdle! The third battalion just sent a batch of wild beasts yesterday, and they are waiting for us to disassemble and get the bones. We can't finish today, so everyone don't want to have food to fill their stomachs."
Yan Mo rubbed his face, hugged his son with one hand, pushed aside the hay covering his body and got up, he was wearing a pullover animal skin with a hole in the middle, tied with a grass rope in the middle, this animal skin was his His clothes are also his quilt.
The cold wind poured in from the door, making him shiver three times in a row.
The earthen house is simple and low, and it is made of mud and hay, but no matter how simple it is, it can withstand the wind and cold. Only when you really walk out of the door do you realize how terrible the power of winter is.
Yan Mo tightened the animal skin on his body, hugged his son, stepped on the snow with bare feet, followed Qi Yuan forward with one deep foot and one shallow foot.
Dudu's stomach was growling with hunger, but he was sensible and didn't cry at all. Maybe he was used to being hungry.
Yan Mo felt that it shouldn't be like this, how could he let his baby suffer from hunger and hunger like this
With his ability, even if he is a slave, he can feed and clothe his son! But... what is his ability? Why can't he remember
No, you have to think about it! Yan Mo tried hard to think, he always felt that the ability he had forgotten was very important to him, maybe as long as he could remember his ability, he would be able to make himself and his loved ones live a good life.
He shouldn't live like this, he shouldn't!
There are many similar earthen houses, neatly arranged row by row in the snow.
In the distance, taller and stronger buildings can be seen faintly, like a city.
"Is that Morgan New City?" Yan Mo asked after speeding up two steps to catch up with Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan turned around, "Are you sick and confused? Now it's not called Morgan New City, it's called Bone Refining City, remember it clearly, don't call it wrong again!"
"Oh." Yan Mo vaguely felt that there was such a thing, and then looked at the wooden village-like building next to the earthen house, it was the old city of Morgan, right
It's really strange that his memory has become a little blurred due to an illness, but fortunately he can still remember the general people and things.
The workplace is right next to a lake.
He still remembered that this lake used to be one of the holy places of Morgan, where the water god would receive sacrifices, but now it has become a slaughterhouse and cleaning place.
Because it is running water, the lake is not completely frozen, only a thick layer of ice has formed on the edge of the lake.
There are already many people working near the east side.
Someone is responsible for slaughtering the transported beasts, releasing the blood and collecting the blood, and then passing the dead beasts to others.
The second group of people is responsible for skinning and plucking the dead beast birds.
The third group of people cut and decomposed the meat.
The most important and meticulous work of the fourth group is bone washing. Bone washing includes removing the muscle fascia and other things attached to the bone, but the bone itself cannot be damaged, which is very troublesome and hurts the body and mind.
The work of the fifth group of people is relatively easy. They are responsible for sorting the clean bones that have been preliminarily processed, and then collectively pack them in sacks.
According to Yan Mo's vague memory, these preliminary classified bones will be sent to the old city of Morgan. There are apprentice bonesmiths there to do preliminary fresh-keeping treatment for these fresh bones. Afterwards, these bones will be selected by the bonesmiths, sorted out into a grade book, and sent up. The low-level bones are left in the old city of Morgan for low-level bonesmiths Refining low-level bone soldiers and bone tools, and magic bones above level 4 will be sent to the bone refining city.
"Why are you in a daze? Are you frozen?" Qi Yuan's voice rang in his ears.
Yan Mo came back to his senses, uh, where should he work
Seeing his confused look, Qi Yuan frowned again, "Go to Da Zha before work... Forget it, come with me!"
"I really don't understand how Da Zha would let you be his partner. It's okay to have a baby and die. After so many years, I have only given birth to two cubs, and I got sick twice every day. As a result, Da Zhan has to do two jobs alone. ! It means that the war can support you, and if someone else doesn’t eat you, they will transfer you to others!”
Yan Mo could clearly hear his muttering after following him, maybe that muttering was meant for him.
Two cubs? So he has two kids? one left…
Thinking about it, he does have a son, his eldest son, named Wu Guo, this year... Strange, how old is he this year, why can't he remember it
Yan Mo patted his head, thinking that he might be really sick and confused.
Dudu saw that he kept beating his head, and quickly stretched out his small hands to hug his head, and said in a childish voice, "Daddy doesn't slap her, it hurts."
Yan Mo's heart softened immediately, "Okay, don't fight."
Putting his son's cold little feet into his arms, he bared his teeth in the cold and didn't take them out.
"Great war, people brought it to you, don't delay too much, the servant will come later, don't let him see your laziness!" Qi Yuan led his people to the first group of people who slaughtered wild animals There, said hello and left.
Yuan Zhan thanked him, then turned to look at his friend and youngest son.
"Come here." The tall man with only a leather skirt around his waist waved to Yan Mo.
Yan Mo raised his eyes to look at the other person, and suddenly felt that this person was a little strange.
Familiar tattoos and eyebrows, the stubble on the chin was shaved clean with a bone knife, but there was a very clear and deep scar on the face, and the scars on the upper body were even more scarred, and the muscled back was all accumulated Welt.
But even so, the man's body is still strong. Among the working crowd, his body is probably the strongest. Standing there is as stable as a mountain.
Yuan Zhan glanced around quickly from the corner of his eye, quickly picked out a piece from the belt of the leather skirt, and stuffed it into Yan Mo's hand, "Hurry up and eat, I'll get you some good ones tonight."
Yan Mo lowered his eyes, slightly opened his left hand, and a red stone was stuffed there.
No, not stone, but blood jelly, the freshest blood of a freshly slaughtered beast.
This blood is also useful to the noble bone crafter, so there should be no waste when slaughtering it, let alone trying to keep it private. It is almost impossible for Xia Tian to obtain these fresh blood that can replenish salt and energy, and only in the cruel winter, when the slave head has not yet arrived, bold slaves dare to secretly get some to hide.
Yan Mo raised his hand and pretended to touch his lips, and stuffed the blood jelly into his mouth as quickly as possible. They didn't have much place to hide things on their bodies, so they had to eat them quickly before the slaves found out.
It took a while for the cold blood to melt into his mouth, and the thick smell of blood poured into his throat.
Yan Mo swallowed the melted animal blood patiently, then lowered his head and fed some to his son.
Dudu was very sensible, raised his head and quietly accepted his father's nurturing, without showing the slightest strangeness.
Yuan Zhan watched him eat the blood jelly, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his hand to pat his butt, and said in a low voice, "Is it still uncomfortable?"
Yan Mo glared at him.
Yuan Zhan laughed softly, and felt his thick and rough hands along the hem of the animal fur coat, the palms of which were still a little warm.
Someone next to him laughed obscenely, and someone shouted in a low voice: "Da Da, doesn't the slave like to watch you 'work'? Last time you did a good job, he even rewarded you with a piece of meat, or you should be in front of him today!" Again?"
Zha Zhan stopped smiling, retracted his palm, and gently pushed Yan Mo, "Go, you go and divide the bones. I have agreed with the slave, and you will work there first during this time."
Yan Mo is still a little confused about the situation, his memory seems to be a little disconnected due to illness, and he can't remember many things. But he believes in his lover, if the other party asks him to split his bones, then he will go.
As soon as Yan Mo left with the child in his arms, he heard Yuan Zhan's repressed cursing behind him: "Whoever dares to mention that again, I will kill him!"
A few slaves with malicious intentions immediately shut up. Who doesn't know that slaves here are lustful, and men and women are not taboo. As a slave, he can do whatever he wants to the slaves here. I don't know how many slaves have been ruined by him. And Nutou has long taken a fancy to Yan Mo, but because of Yuan Zhan's tight guard, Nutou failed to attack several times.
Yan Mo was lucky to be protected, but Yuan Zhan, the protector, suffered a serious crime and was punished by the slave head in various names. Most of the whips and burns on his body came from this.
The slave head was rescued by Yuan Zhan again last time because he wanted to insult Yan Mo. In his annoyance, he deliberately humiliated the two of them and made them have sex in public like savages.
For Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo who were captured by the big tribe, such a public insult may be more painful than killing them, but for other slaves, they only saw that Yuan Zhan got a piece of meat afterwards .
If it wasn't for the slaves who looked down on them, they would have liked to be rewarded in this way, but it was nothing more than being looked at by others.
Yan Mo slapped his head again. No matter how long this kind of memory has passed, as long as he thinks of it a little bit, he can ignite all his anger. This is the greatest humiliation in his life. He still remembers his feelings at that time. war!
"Daddy." The little baby's voice was full of worry for her father.
Yan Mo reluctantly smiled at him, the smile pulled out from his frozen face was very weird, "Daddy is fine, baby don't be afraid."
Most of the people in charge of dividing the bones were the elderly and children, and Qi Yuan was among them.
At first, Yan Mo wondered why Qi Yuan, a good and strong man, would be assigned to work here. After seeing many people asking him how to divide his bones while working, he knew the function of this man here.
Seeing him coming in, Qi Yuan pointed at a pile of bones that had just been delivered, "You are in charge of that pile, ask me if you don't understand."
Yan Mo casually wiped off the frozen snot, and walked to the pile of bones with his son in his arms.
The key point of bone separation is to gather the same kind of bones of the same kind of beast together, put some of them separately, and pick out the scarred and broken bones at the same time.
Yan Mo put down Dudu, the pile of bones in front of him was relatively fragmented, not only could not find a complete skeleton, but they were all relatively small.
"Daddy." A dark, skinny little boy ran over from the pile of bones.
"Qi Yuan is really bad, why did he divide this pile of bones for you, these small bones are the most distracting!" The little boy squatted down and began to help Yan Mo pick out the bones.
Yan Mo knew who this little boy was at the first sight. This was his eldest son, Wu Guo.
Dudu also squatted down beside the pile of bones, found a complete bone from it and put it in the little boy's hand, "Brother, here it is."
Wu Guo touched the little baby's head and taught him how to recognize bones.
Yan Mo looked at the pair of sons, his eyes turned into water.
Qi Yuan glanced over, as if he was condemning Yan Mo for being lazy and letting his son work instead of him. He scolded Wu Guo and told him to go back to his own work, but Wu Guo ignored him.
Qi Yuan scolded them twice and ignored them.
Yan Mo thought: Qi Yuan is probably also hard-spoken and soft-hearted.
After wiping his frozen nose again, Yan Mo squatted down beside the pile of bones.
"Daddy, you haven't come here for a long time. Let me tell you, these bones belong to rabbits and mice. Let's find their skulls first, which are easier to identify, and then look for their leg bones..."
Listening to the eldest son's explanation, Yan Mo stretched out his hand to pick among the bones.
I don't know if Wu Guo's explanation is effective, or he has done similar work before. As soon as his hand touched the bone, the strangeness left.
While Wu Guo was still explaining, Yan Mo had already roughly divided the pile of bones into several piles.
Wu Guo: "...Daddy, you are amazing!"
Looking at the shining eyes of his two sons, Yan Mo couldn't help being a little proud.
"Gululu." Both children cried out in their stomachs.
Yan Mo felt distressed and asked them: "Did you all come to work without having breakfast?"
"Breakfast?" The word seemed unfamiliar to the two children.
Wu Guo leaned close to Yan Mo's ear and said in a low voice, "Daddy, keep your voice down, father didn't get us something to eat this morning, so bear with it."
Yan Mo felt very uncomfortable after hearing what the eldest son said. According to his son, they often don't seem to have breakfast? No, maybe they don't necessarily have a full meal a day, no wonder they are so thin!
How did you live your life like this? Yan Mo couldn't figure it out.
Why don't you resist? Why do you have to be oppressed by the slave heads and the bone refiners like this
As soon as I thought of Nutou, Nutou came.
This one was the same as usual, wearing a thick animal fur coat, carrying a whip, followed by two bone soldiers, slowly patrolling among the slaves. If you see someone who is lazy, or who is not pleasing to the eye, you will be whipped if you go up.
Listening to the continuous screams and begging for mercy, Yan Mo couldn't help but look up in the direction of the sound.
Unfortunately, his eyes met with Nutou.
When the slave saw Yan Mo, he let go of the slave who was being whipped, and walked towards this side quickly.
Yan Mo's heart trembled, and he whispered to Wu Guo to take Dudu and leave first.
Wu Guo didn't hesitate. It seemed that this was not the first time that this kind of thing had happened. He clearly knew that staying with his father at this time would not only be unable to help him, but would only be a drag on him. The servant used them to threaten his father before. If my father hadn't rushed over, my father might have suffered a big loss.
Qi Yuan also saw Nutou's actions, and cursed secretly in his heart, so he got up and took the initiative to meet Nutou.
Damn Yan Mo, not to mention his good looks, he is more handsome than Zhou Zheng and Ying Ting, but his temperament is completely different from all the slaves and savages, standing in the crowd of slaves, if you don't deliberately conceal it, it is really very conspicuous , no wonder that slave covets him till now!
The slave kicked Qi Yuan away, and ordered the bone soldiers behind him to arrest Yan Mo.
The bone soldier took a serious look, grabbed Yan Mo's arm and dragged him over.
Yan Mo wanted to resist and struggle, but the skeleton hands of the skeleton soldiers were tightly clasped like iron hoops.
Yan Mo was dragged in front of Nutou, and the bone soldiers forced him to kneel down.
Yan Mo refused, and was slapped on the back with the back of a knife, which almost made him vomit blood!
Why am I so weak? Why can't I even resist two bone soldiers? Yan Mo roared in his heart, the disappointment and anger of being hit by reality rose at the same time.
The whip stretched out, provoking his chin.
Yan Mo was angry and thought it was funny, when did he, the High Priest Mo, be reduced to this level
priest? He is a priest
Yan Mo was about to follow this flashing memory clue, when he heard the slave's disgusting voice above his head: "Have you finally figured it out?"
Ok? Figured out what