The old lady of the Pi family is not only horrible, but also the skill in her hands is really not weak, and I have no power to resist at all. In this way, they were dragged to the east of the deserted village. I was trying to avoid Qingluo, but now I am eager to see through, I am full of hope that Qingluo will suddenly appear and be able to relieve me. At this point, I suddenly felt that living with Qingluo is better than being caught Pi Jia'ao.
However, the more I hope for something in my heart, the more disappointed. There are no people in the deserted village all year round, and Qingluo doesn't know where she went. The old woman dragged me from the deserted village to the bank of the river, many miles away, during which no one could be seen.
When she reached the bank of the river, the old woman gave a whistle, and immediately, a five-and-three-thin man jumped out from the darkness. He responded with an urn sound, and then pushed a small sampan on the bank into the water. I was pushed onto the boat, and the three old women also got on the boat.
In this season, sailing a boat upstream requires a very strong arm and a wealth of experience. The man who sailed the boat was like an iron tower, his face was black and black, and his arms were thicker than my thighs.
I kept murmuring in my heart, watching the actions of the Pi family, they clearly came here prepared and specially ran to the deserted village to wait for me. I was surprised that Qingluo could find me all the way, and these Pi family members could also find me. Who on earth revealed the news, and who can figure out my whereabouts clearly
Three old women murmured something I didn't understand. The people of Pi Jia'ao seemed to be a small business with lanterns, but in fact they were still people in the rivers and lakes, full of black words. My neck seemed to be broken. Taking advantage of the time when they were talking, I discussed with the old woman: "This is already on the boat, and I can't run. Pinching me like this is trying to choke me to death?"
"Fu Qiandeng and you are really both mentors and apprentices. Both have the same virtue and have a hard mouth." The old woman who restrained me snorted coldly: "Please let me go. My tone is still so hard. Are you begging me or I beg you?"
The old woman was not polite, and the stubbornness in my bones also came up, and I simply ignored her.
"Forget it, I can't really choke him to death." Another old woman said: "He is a grasshopper on the rope.
The old woman who was holding me finally let go of her hand, and I rubbed my neck with a plan in my heart. Few people on the river beach would go into the water with bare hands when the flood season was approaching, and that would be no different from looking for death. But when things have reached this point, I always feel that no matter how big the risk is, it is better than being caught by them in Pijiaao. After the old woman let go of me, I remained silent, looking for opportunities in secret, ready to escape from the boat
Jump off intentionally.
The tower-like brawny man was skillful in handling the boat, and with great strength, the boat was quite stable in the rapids. The three old women were whispering again, and I took a deep breath quietly, and while they were talking to each other, when they turned over, they would fall from the boat into the water.
However, as soon as I turned half of my body, I suddenly felt that the collar was tight, and my whole body suddenly became suspended. I shook my hands and legs vigorously, barely turned my head and looked at it, and saw the strong man in the Tower grabbed my collar with one hand and grinned at me.
"Boy, aren't we the one who has been in the rivers and lakes for a lifetime? You are a little Jiujiu, really can't see through you?" The old woman who always looked at me pouting spit, said: "Heihu, this The kid is not honest, so he tied it up with a rope and tied it more firmly."
The strong man in the Tower released his hand, untied his trouser belt, and tightly bound my hands. When I was thrown back on the boat, all hope of escaping disappeared in an instant, and there was a constant bitterness in my stomach.
"Boy, why are you doing this?" The old woman who bought me with the money said: "I've told the story well here. Everyone will go their own way. Jia'ao, what good fruit will you eat? Don't be afraid to tell you, our Pijia, the three of us are the most kind."
I don't know how to pick up the words of the old woman, but my heart beats wildly. These three old women are like ghosts. Is this the kindest of Pi family
The brawny man named Heihu drove the boat for a long time. A few miles away, it was the most urgent and dangerous section of the river. He drove the boat to the shore and stopped on the east side of the river section. The three old women disembarked, and the black tiger lifted me up and carried me on his shoulders. His strength is so great, I have a hundred kilograms anyway, but the black tiger is carrying me nothing.
The group walked less than two miles to the north, and the black tiger whistled again. It didn't take long for a donkey cart to rush from the front, and the Pi family was prepared for it, both by water and by land. A few people got on the donkey cart and continued to the north. On the way, the black tiger watched me very tightly, and never found any chance. Before noon, the donkey cart arrived at the legendary Pijiaao.
Pijiaao is actually very far away from the river beach. It is estimated to be thirty or forty miles. It is a not-so-small col with only one entrance. It was midsummer, and the weather was dying. However, as soon as I entered Pijiaao, a rush of coolness swarmed from all directions, and the sweat from all over my body suddenly fell, and after that, my body started to tremble with cold.
In a mountain col, there are one after another grave heads everywhere. Because the graves in the mass graves have no owners, they are all
There is no tombstone in the Ministry. Occasionally, I can see three or two trees, the leaves of which are dark green, and between walking, a dark gray wild dog can be seen faintly passing by the grave head in the distance.
My scalp tightened again, and Pi Jiaao's reputation is well-deserved. If I change to an ordinary person, I haven't even seen the Pi family's house yet, so I might have to scare to pee when I get here.
"Master Bao, when you are here, it is not really considered to have entered the Pi family. If you change your mind, it is still too late." The self-proclaimed and kind old lady persuaded: "Now I'm talking about the whereabouts of Yuding furnace, the three of us, You can still call the shots and let you go. If you return home, there will be a lot of things, but we don’t have the final say."
"This is the first time I even heard about the three words "Jade Ding Furnace". What did you tell me to say about the whereabouts of "Jade Ding Furnace"? Life is better than death. However, I really know nothing about that hell of a jade-top stove, and I can't tell if I killed it.
"Oh, God can still live for evil, and people can't live for evil. If you don't say anything, then you can only take you back."
The black tiger carried me and walked on the edge of the col. There were no two thousand graves, but one thousand. He walked to the northernmost part of the col. The graves were less, and the terrain was obviously repaired. They were opened up one by one. The relatively flat ground is covered with houses of green bricks and green tiles.
Pijia'ao is like a ghost village, and you don't see anyone. The black tiger carried me and walked past two rows of houses. At the end, there was a door half buried in the ground, which looked like a cellar. Heihu opened the door and led me down. It really looked like a cellar, the yin was very heavy, and there was an unspeakable smell, like the smell of meat after the smell, and the smell of incense and wood ash mixed together, and it made me feel sick.
On one side of the cellar, there were a few wooden cross frames, and the black tiger threw me under the wooden frames and sat by himself to rest. Not long after, a man came down from the steps of the cellar. He was a man who looked at him in his fifties, he was thin and vigorous, with a goatee and a mole on his chin.
"Second Lord." Heihu stood up and greeted with an urn sound.
"This is Fu Qiandeng's apprentice?" The tuberculosis ghost known as the second master glanced at me up and down and asked: "I heard that the mouth is hard and tight?"
"Anyway, I didn't ask anything." Heihu grinned and said, "We didn't dare to deal with it casually, so we brought it back and handed it over to the second master."
"I specialize in all kinds of hard mouths." The tuberculosis ghost rolled up his sleeves, turned around and took a half-foot-long scimitar from the opposite knife rack, and said: "Black Tiger, tie him to the skinning rack, I I haven't worked for many years, and I don't know if the craftsmanship is unfamiliar."
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