There are twelve very large grain depots in the southwest of Wenshui City. It is said that they can guarantee the supply of the six counties of the Great Zhou Dynasty for a year. If Wenshui City is besieged, these grains will be enough for the soldiers and civilians in the city to last for hundreds of years. It is conceivable that these How much grain is there in the grain depot.
Of course, the most important thing for grain depots is fire prevention, so these grain depots are not far from Wenshui.
Although it is the middle of winter, standing in the grain depot seems to be able to hear the sound of running water in the distance.
In fact, it was not the sound of running water, but the sound of blood.
In the deepest grain depot, there was not a grain of grain, and the extremely spacious or even magnificent warehouse was empty, with only dozens of people.
Seven people were stripped naked and hung on the iron chains for transporting food. Blood flowed continuously from their bodies and hit the ground.
They have suffered countless tortures, and they are very miserable. Even the slaughtered Nian pigs are much happier than them.
Those executioners were all young, and some of them were even teenagers. Their expressions were very focused, and they were not distracted by the scene in front of them. They didn't show any sympathy or pity on their faces, only occasionally shy look.
These young people are all members of the Tang family's torture hall, and they have the same teacher, that is, the skinny old man sitting in the chair at this time.
That is, the skinny old man who appeared in the old house not long ago.
The seven prisoners were released. There was no intact skin on their bodies, let alone how much blood they had shed, but they were still alive.
The problem is, they wish they had never lived.
"Draw a bet, and then send you on your way."
The skinny old man finally spoke, his voice was as peaceful as his expression, very ordinary.
But to the seven blood-soaked prisoners on the ground, the old man's voice was like the howling of a demon in the deep, and it was like flowers blooming in the kingdom of God above the sea of stars.
They were dying, crawling desperately, scrambling forward, leaving several bloodstains on the ground of the grain depot, crawling up to the old man, finding the pen and paper with their blurred eyes, and using the fastest speed to find the pen and paper. The speed was marked, and then kept crying that Grandpa Wei should kill me quickly...
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A puff of black smoke rose from the manor, followed by a faint fire, and then there were curses.
Tonglu, the favorite place of the second master of the Tang family, was personally set on fire by the fat son-in-law and led by others, and burned to a piece of scorched earth.
The manor is just behind the willows by the Wenshui River, but the location of Tonglu is relatively far away, so the fire will not affect the life in the river.
The snowflakes fell on the water and disappeared in an instant, and the fish swam slowly among the aquatic plants at the bottom.
This is the most noble place in the south of the city, where Tang's parents' house and second house live across the river.
It is far away from the Taoist Temple and the long street, and there are no inns or restaurants.
Then naturally there will be no pedestrians and no excitement.
Even the servants who watched the excitement in the long room were arrested by Mrs. Tang.
At the next moment, the deserted Wenshui River suddenly became lively.
Seven vendors, six yamen servants, three fortune tellers, two old men selling sesame candy, and a little girl buying cosmetics suddenly appeared.
Everyone knows that these people are not ordinary people.
Yamen servants can manage vendors, and fortune tellers can chat with old people who sell sesame candy, but there are no cosmetic vendors among the vendors, so who can the little girl buy from
They happen to be five types of people.
The five types of people Tang Thirty-Six asked Mrs. Tang for.
No one knew that the most terrifying thing about the Tang family was not those private soldiers, nor the half-step holy elder priest in the ancestral hall at this time, or even the execution hall.
It's these people that no one knows about.
Old Mrs. Tang was furious when he heard Tang Thirty-Six's request. It was his natural reaction after he found out that the real secrets and killer moves of the Tang family were known to others.
Although that other person was his own grandson, it still made him a little unacceptable.
From this, one can imagine the importance of these people to the Tang family.
From the moment Chen Changsheng entered the Taoist Palace of Wenshui City, these five types of people, including traders and government servants, have been on the other side.
What they want to stare at are these strong men in the state religion, ready to make a move at any time, and at the same time they are also staring at the group of aquatic plants in the depths of the river.
Just like what the old priest of the Tang family said to Tang Thirty-Six, the monster named Chusu seems to be mysterious and unpredictable, but in fact it has always been under the control of the old Tang family.
What these traders, yamen servants and fortune tellers have to do today is to force Chusu out according to Tang Thirty-Six's request, and then capture or kill him.
Although the Longevity Sect has withered, the accumulation of ten thousand years is like a high mountain. If you look down into the ground, it will be an abyss that is hard to see.
Chu Su is the most terrifying product of this abyss, can he be defeated by just relying on these ordinary merchants and government servants
Seven vendors unloaded the cargo box, took out small gadgets such as rattles, needles for turning sugar, and dragonflies made of bamboo from inside, and began to assemble them.
Their expressions are very calm, even a little dull, but their movements are very skillful, concise and fast.
In a short period of time, those turning sugar needles, rattles and bamboo dragonflies were assembled together.
It was a sand table that had been shrunk hundreds of times. The buildings and corridors on it were very realistic, as if they were carved out of walnuts by the most skilled craftsmen.
The vendors put their hands on the edge of the sand table, and seven auras with different meanings but naturally combined were poured into it.
Two fortune tellers came over, staring at the shrunken houses and corridors, the long flags in their hands fluttered slightly in the wind and snow.
I don't know how long it took, but the wind and snow remained still, but the banner stopped still, maybe because of calmness, or because the result had already been calculated.
A blood spot slowly appeared somewhere in the sand table building.
That was Chu Su's position at the moment.
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Chu Su was in a remote corner of the manor.
This is a garden. He is in the deepest part of the rockery. Even in winter, there is still some humidity in the cave.
It made him feel very comfortable.
He knew that Chen Changsheng had gone to the Tang family's old house today, and he even knew that the disciple of the Lishan Sword Sect stayed in the Dao Palace. If he had done it before, he would have sneaked into the Dao Hall quietly and killed that Lishan Sword Sect disciple, but he didn't do that because he always felt that this was a trap set up by the state religion.
He squatted at the entrance of the cave deep in the rockery, surrounded by moss-covered stones, as if they had merged into one body.
Looking at the black smoke rising not far away and the heat coming from him, his eyes revealed an expression of irritability and coldness.
Chusu didn't know what happened in the old house of the Tang family, but he knew that there was something wrong with the second room of the Tang family, but he was not worried. Even if Chen Changsheng really convinced Mrs. Tang, he didn't believe that someone could catch him, Whether it is the technique of escaping from the ground, he has extremely strong confidence. If he is really found by the strong, he will just leave.
At this time, he suddenly felt a change in the wind and snow in the sky.
It's not that the speed or shape of the wind and snow has changed, but that the aura of heaven and earth hidden inside has changed, revealing a murderous intent.