After saying such murderous words, the landlady immediately shut her mouth. With tears in her eyes, she hugged Xiao Zhuzi tightly. She whispered in Xiao Zhuzi's ear: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Zhuzi. Don’t be afraid!”
Xiao Zhuzi hugged her mother with her backhand, and she whispered: "Mother, Xiao Zhuzi is not afraid. Xiao Zhuzi knows that Sister Yuehan will definitely come to save us!"
The landlady stiffened and her expression changed. She didn't know whether she should be happy or angry.
The big man on the carriage stared at them with a half-smile, the knife in his hand pulsating on his fingertips as if alive, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.
The proprietress hugged the little bamboo in fear, but her eyes kept looking at the street outside the gap in the car curtain, trying to observe the situation outside, and quickly thinking about how to deal with it.
She saw the carriage gradually leaving the bustling street. The number of pedestrians on the road gradually became fewer and fewer, the surrounding streets became less spacious, and the originally flat bluestone floor turned into a bumpy gravel road.
Looking again at this time, you can find that the passers-by around you can no longer see any wealthy people wearing silk and satin, nor any luxurious carriages, nor the young men and buddies crowding around, or the tall and gorgeous restaurants. Neighbors and gorgeous singers and dancers.
There are potholes everywhere, and the houses are low. In the corners of the door are squatting poor people in ragged clothes. They have yellow faces and thin skin. Even in the wind and snow, some of them are barefoot, and some have their feet wrapped in a thick layer. The black and hard mud is like his shoes. Some of them have their arms open, as if they are not afraid of the cold. They stretch their dark hands into their arms to catch lice. They don't throw away the ones they catch, but squint them. He looked at it under the sun with his eyes open, then put it into his mouth like an enemy and chewed it loudly.
They huddled humbly in corners and on the streets, squinting at the scene on the street, with the unstinting and arrogant look of the natives at the foot of the capital.
This is the darkest and most chaotic slum in the southwest corner of Shenjing.
It is rare to see a carriage here. Only the proprietress and Xiao Zhuzi were sitting on this carriage rolling over the bumpy ground. Children on the street ran over in a swarm and stretched out their hands around the carriage, shouting and begging for money. But he was whipped away by the driver.
There are not many people riding horses in this place. There are more people sitting in bamboo sedans and wearing silk clothes, covering their noses with fragrant ropa, being carried through the streets.
In Daqi, only scribes who were officials were qualified to ride in sedan chairs, and there were many rules for sedan chairs. There were strict regulations on the grade of sedan chair, whether it was carried by several people, or the material of the sedan chair.
But there are no restrictions on horseback riding. Anyone can ride a horse as long as they have money.
Therefore, the vampires who were entrenched in this slum did not like to ride horses, so they just thought of a way to make a slippery sedan out of bamboo, with two people in front and behind carrying it, and a simple chair in the middle. It is very uncomfortable for people to sit in it. Because it is made of bamboo strips, the buttocks will feel cold due to the air leakage.
But with this look, no one can say that it is not a sedan, but no one can honestly say that it is really the same as a sedan, regardless of their illegal regulations, because in addition to looking like a sedan, no matter the production method, materials or even The method of lifting the sedan chair is different from ordinary sedan chairs.
Therefore, these slum masters would rather suffer themselves than travel in a sedan chair, for no other reason than to earn face.
Xiao Zhuzi and the proprietress quietly looked out through the gap in the car curtain as they passed by one after another the gentlemen traveling in bamboo sedans. They already felt that something was wrong, as if they had come from a bright world to a new one. Dark world.
When the carriage gradually came to a stop, the proprietress began to tremble uncontrollably while holding the little bamboo in her arms. The big man in the carriage took one look at them, lifted the curtain of the carriage and jumped out. After a while, a woman flirted with her at the door of the carriage. He opened the curtain and looked inside.
This woman looks to be about forty years old, with a face of vulgar powder, smeared on her face like a zombie, and two kilograms of powder can fall off when the flesh on her cheeks shakes.
After the woman looked at the proprietress and Xiao Zhuzi up and down, she nodded slightly, turned to the big man and said, "How much?"
The big man grinned, waved his hand, and said: "No, just take care of it, Madam Xu, and be sure not to be discovered, otherwise..."
There was a ferocious smile on his lips, and his fingers scratched his neck, revealing his murderous intent.
Madam Xu didn't take it seriously. She nodded and said: "Just send them over from the south. As long as they leave Shenjing, the guardian of Daluo Jinxian can't find them!"
The landlady felt chills all over after hearing this. What really frightened her was not the terrible fate they were about to face, but the indifferent attitude of the two of them who didn't care about talking about these things in front of them!
It was as if they were already meat on the chopping board, with no room for struggle!
The proprietress suddenly rushed out and screamed: "You can't do this, we are Lord Yan's people and the fourth prince's people!!"
As soon as she shouted these words, the eyes of the big man and the lady became colder when they looked at her. The big man stepped forward and raised his hand and slapped the landlady four times on the left and right, until her mouth was full of blood and her teeth were beaten. Two of them flew out.
Xiao Zhuzi screamed, rushed towards the big man, grabbed the big man's hand and bit it hard.
The big man screamed, his eyes were red, and he punched Xiao Zhuzi's head with murderous intent. Xiao Zhuzi refused to let go, squinting his eyes and glaring angrily at the big man, completely confused. No fear or concession at all!
Just as the sand-sized fist was about to hit Xiao Zhuzi's head, the big man's arm was pushed hard, and the fist grazed Xiao Zhuzi's cheek. The wind of the fist shook her hair. It started to fly.
Xu Niang glared at the big man in front of her: "Are you crazy? If you punch me, you will die! It's not a big deal to hurt my mother, but it's a big deal to hurt an adult. Then just wait until you finish it. Don’t bother others!”
The big man then stopped his hand and pinched Xiaozhuzi's cheek, causing her to open her mouth involuntarily and pull out her arm.
He looked at the tooth marks on his arm bitterly, spat next to him, waved his hands angrily, and said: "Get it away quickly, don't ruin your business!"
As he said that, he stared at Xu Niang and said coldly: "This is the best opportunity for me to get ahead in my life. You'd better not ruin my business!"
Xu Niang sneered: "Huh, who is not! If you block my way, I will pull out the roots of your descendants and feed them to pigs!"
The two of them looked at each other and smiled ferociously, then turned around and left. After Xu Niang turned away, four powerful men rushed out from the low house behind her. They carried the proprietress with blood on her face. After entering the house, another person used a sack to cover Xiaozhu's head, while the remaining person scanned the surroundings with his eyes, although this was unnecessary because they were surrounded by their people.
The small bamboo was put into the sack, but she didn't cry or struggle. She just let the other party trap her. She just clenched the sharp branch in her palms and thought silently in her heart: Don't panic, don't panic, Sister Yuehan will definitely come to save you! !