Flower Fairy's Tribulation

The next day, eight people left the restaurant and rode southeast towards Yuetai Mountain in Xishan Province.

Even in a powerful society, most people are afraid of being bullied by the strong. In order to facilitate walking, everyone deliberately arranges their clothes and rides on horseback in bright clothes to facilitate transportation.

On the first day, we met some scattered refugees on the road, just in small groups. On the second day, there were more and more refugees. On the third day, the road was blocked by refugees, and there was an endless stream of refugees helping the old and the young. Most of the refugees were as skinny as wood, with a thin face. Dish, walks hard, and looks extremely painful.

The roadside was full of hungry people and bones. It was a shocking sight.

Ten years ago, the war between Wu Shengguo and the Baqiu Holy Spirit Alliance was full of smoke and smoke, but it never reached such a shocking level. In just ten years, the Wusheng area of ​​the Land of Abundance became a purgatory on earth.

Hua Yueying and Lin Chenzhong once wandered with refugees when they were children. The unforgettable experience is still vivid in their minds, and they feel particularly heavy.

This day I came to a large river. The river was a hundred meters wide. The water was deep and fast, so swimming was not allowed. There was a stone bridge to pass through. There were about 40 people from the Holy Spirit Army guarding the bridgehead, holding swords and guns. They set up cards and charged a fee. Each person was given one silver coin to pay for the passage.

For refugees supporting the elderly and the young, a silver coin toll per person is not a small sum. Many people cannot afford cash and can only pay the bill with valuable jewelry, gold and silverware and the like.

The eight people rode their horses to the vicinity of the bridge. When they saw the toll price, they became even more angry: for a bridge that should normally be free, they actually raised the price by charging one silver coin per person. This was undoubtedly a robbery on the road.

A skinny old man wanted to cross a bridge with a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. He couldn't afford the toll. The old man begged for a few words, but a vicious fat soldier disapproved of his verbosity and slapped him to the ground. : "Poor guy, get out of here. If you don't have money, don't leave from here. Don't block other people's way. If you keep nagging me again, I'll throw you into the river and feed it to the crocodiles!"

The little girl screamed: "Grandpa! Grandpa!" She helped the old man and stepped back. The old man dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything. He wandered at the bridgehead for a while, watching other people pay tolls and pass by one after another. He gritted his teeth in desperation. He took out a few potatoes from his luggage, held them to the fat soldier guarding the bridge, and begged: "Sir, please do me a favor. I only have this little property, and I will give it all to you. Let us, our grandparents, pass by!"

The fat soldier looked at the old man with contempt, took the bag of potatoes and threw the bag into the river. He spat in the old man's face and cursed: "You old immortal thing is sending beggars! Get out of here!"

The old man was angry and trembling: "You - you - just don't let me pass, why are you throwing away my food - it's so unreasonable -"

Before he finished speaking, the fat military man grabbed his collar and slapped his mouth loudly. The old man had no strength to restrain the chicken and couldn't resist. He kept whining. The little granddaughter came up to him in tears and tried to persuade her. She kept begging. The soldier stopped.

Another thin military man stepped forward and grabbed the little granddaughter's hair. He looked at her carefully and saw that the little girl had a fair complexion and delicate features. He smiled playfully and pinched the little granddaughter's chest a few times. The little granddaughter was so frightened that she screamed and begged for mercy. But couldn't break free.

The thin military man said with a smile: "Captain, this girl is good, tender enough, juicy enough, and has a lot of meat!"

The fat soldier's eyes lit up and he said to the old man: "Old man, keep your granddaughter to pay the toll, and I'll let you go!"

He pushed the old man down, grabbed his little granddaughter's hair with his big futon-like hands, and dragged the screaming girl to the bridgehead guard post. The girl was frightened and begged for mercy, crying: "Please, let me go! Grandpa!" ,help me--"

The old man rushed towards the fat soldier's legs like crazy and begged: "Master, we can't make it, we can't make it, please be kind and let us go!"

The fat soldier kicked the old man to the ground carelessly. The old man screamed and fell to the ground. The fat soldier's face was trembling and he walked towards the guard post while carrying his crying little granddaughter.

The people passing by looked at each other angrily, but under the shock of the Holy Spirit Army's bright swords, guns, swords and halberds, few dared to speak out against the injustice. They all paid the toll, shook their heads and walked away with a sigh.

Seeing that the girl with tears on her face and shouting for her grandfather was about to be dragged into the guard post, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes and carrying a sack on his back stood up and stopped him unbearably, saying: "Master, it's just... It’s just a few tolls. They are poor people and they have to be spared. Please be generous and spare them - I paid for their tolls!"

The middle-aged man trembled and took out a few silver coins and handed them to the fat soldier, and started to snatch the girl. The fat soldier glared and cursed: "What a bastard! Are you the onion?" Do you want you to mind your own business? Are you going to pay for it? Have you paid for all the money of these poor people?"

The middle-aged man argued rationally: "Even if you don't give way, you won't rob someone else's golden girl. It's broad daylight and the sky is bright. Doing so is inconsistent with etiquette and incompatible with the law. Besides, you are officers and soldiers. Doing such a thing is unreasonable." Doesn’t it have a bad reputation?”

The fat military man glared again, grabbed the little girl's hair and did not let go. He said loudly to the passers-by who were watching: "Listen up to me: this is the Empire of the Holy Spirit and the world of the Holy Spirit Army. If you want to leave us, To cross our bridge, you must pay not a penny less for the road! You are willing to pay for it, but get out! Stop talking nonsense here!"

The fat military man winked, and the nearby guard soldier suddenly stabbed the middle-aged man in the chest with a knife. Blood spattered for five steps. The middle-aged man fell to the ground with a cry and died, which made the girl scream in fear.

Everyone stepped back in horror when they saw this, and no one dared to speak out to complain.

The fat soldier said arrogantly: "Did you see that? This is what happens to those who interfere with my own business by meddling in my own business! If you are wise, stop meddling in your own business! Besides, collecting tolls is to raise military expenses for you to kill the bandits." , don’t be so fucking ignorant and verbose——”

He was cursing and dragging the girl's hair to the guard room without mercy.

At this time, Lin Chenzhong and others who were queuing up in the distance to cross the bridge couldn't bear it anymore. Lin Chenzhong took the lead and rode up, followed by seven girls. They reined up their horses near the bridgehead guard post and dismounted. Jiang Youyou took Guli Qiusha with him. I went to check on the old man and middle-aged man who fell to the ground. They both had injuries to their heart and were dead. There was no way they could save themselves.

Jiang Youyou shook her head at Lin Chenzhong, and Lin Chenzhong angrily yelled at the fat soldier: "Stop! Let her go!"

Thirty or forty guards were stunned for a moment when they saw eight impressive men in extraordinary clothes and riding tall horses suddenly arriving. The guards saw that the leader was only a young man named Lin Chenzhong: he had fair skin, oily hair and pink face. At first glance, he looks like a jade-faced scholar, but his body shape is that of a tiger with a strong back and waist. He is very tough and has an aura of calmness and self-reliance.

I can't help but be secretly surprised: Such a powerful man is quite rare!

Looking at the seven women next to him, they range in height from short to tall. They all have slim shoulders, thin waists, and extremely attractive figures with concave and convex shapes. My eyes light up. However, all seven of them are wearing big hats to protect themselves from the wind. I couldn't see my face clearly under the veil, but I felt a cold murderous aura coming to my face along with a delicate fragrance. Even in the sweltering heat of August, it made people feel chilly.