Before Chen Changli could realize what the sheep represented, he heard someone running to the left beside him.

He subconsciously turned his head to the left, but unfortunately his eyes were covered with black cloth. Even if he opened his eyes, he couldn't see clearly what was happening in front of him. He could only hear the noise of killing coming from not far away.

"You bastard, we gave you food and drink with good intentions, but you dare to betray us and spread the news to the outside world. I think you are too brave. Someone, please break his legs quickly. "

"You are all a bunch of demons. God will strike you with lightning and kill you."

"If God could thunder, the first one to strike would be you, the ungrateful one."

A tall and thick-set man with a face so gloomy that he could drip water, and the bloody sword in his hand looked so sharp and cold that it was scary.

He blew on the broadsword and chopped off the legs of the two sheep in front of him.

Hearing a scream, there was a trace of red in his eyes, but he slapped the two-legged sheep hard, and said in a rough voice: "Quickly tell me, which bastard is encouraging you to run in this direction, Liu Where is that woman Ying? Where did she go? "

"I won't tell you until I die." A burning pain came from his cheek. The so-called two-legged sheep bit the tongue and committed suicide after quenching the big man's saliva.

"Damn sheep, if I had known you were so unafraid of death, I should have chopped you with a knife." The big man was very angry, raised his knife and hacked at the dead man's body.

After he was out of breath from cutting and the corpse under the knife turned into a puddle of mud, he stopped his hand and glanced at the shivering man not far away with a sinister look.

"This is the new sheep." The corners of his mouth curved in a strange way, but his eyes showed a bit of frightening anger.

As soon as he said this, someone came over and lowered his voice and said to him: "These are newcomers who have passed the entrance examination. They are not considered sheep yet."

The big man smiled strangely when he heard this: "Sooner or later they will become sheep."

As he said that, he picked up the sword and took it away. Soon another sound of horse hoofbeats fell in Chen Changli's ears, but it gradually faded away.

Chen Changli's tense body did not relax consciously. Just because his ears were sharp and he heard everything, he naturally wanted to understand that the sheep in these people's mouths meant people.

They are now said to be newcomers who are about to join the religion, but in fact they are likely to become two-legged sheep cooked by these people when they arrive in Heian State.

Chen Changli felt very heavy when he thought that members of the White Lotus Sect would eat people.

Since the natural disasters last year, many people have been fleeing the famine. Some people have a long-term vision and go to the capital, but some people do not have that long-term vision, let alone the strength to protect their families.

They can only become food for others. The people of the White Lotus Sect have a tongue as bright as a lotus and are good at buying people with small favors.

The people who have reached a desperate situation have to listen to their nonsense and join the White Lotus Sect with great expectations.

However, they had nothing and knew nothing. How could the White Lotus Sect allow them to eat and drink for free? What's more, the White Lotus Sect was annihilated by the imperial court. How could they have the money to feed so many people.

Some people who are weak and cannot be favored by them will not be treated as food by them.

"What a group of inhumane demons." Chen Changli's soft murmur disappeared in the wind, but his heart was raised to his throat again, and his ears were raised to try to identify the direction of this group of people.

A few days passed indistinctly. During the journey, he only ate a few wild vegetables. Chen Changli felt that he was so hungry that he couldn't help but grab the food from the hands of the congregants.

However, although those people ate steamed buns, the quantity was too small and there was not enough for them to share.

Even if Chen Changli was so hungry that he was dizzy, he didn't want to steal someone's food and reveal his identity at this moment.

He could only find a way to endure it and communicate with other people silently. However, although these people could starve, their eyes were all green and greasy, as if they wanted to devour everyone around them.

Feeling that the aura around these people was ruthless, Chen Changli, who could only remove the black cloth when eating, said some trivial words, and then continued to observe the environment where everyone was staying.

Chen Changli couldn't help but feel puzzled when he found that the surroundings were surrounded by patches of barren mountains, and that the bodies of many refugees had turned into withered bones.

Aren’t these people going to Ping’an Prefecture? Why does this road not look like an official road? Instead, it looks like a trail created by someone secretly.

If the surrounding mountains hadn't been affected by drought and all the flowers, plants and trees had fallen off, their group would have had to pass through deep mountains one after another to reach Ping'an Prefecture.

But how did this group of people get through Pingyang City and Ping'an Prefecture? Have the prefects in these two places betrayed the imperial court?

Chen Changli had a rough guess in his mind and couldn't help but lower his eyes and think about something secretly.

The rebels are now as aggressive as they are by taking advantage of the refugees who suffered in natural disasters.

Those refugees were willing to listen to them because they could not survive and had to take risks in order to survive.

But what about those officials? They couldn't all be killed by the refugees, right?

There was also the fourth prince who came here to provide relief, and how did he manage to make himself disappear.

His thoughts were spinning rapidly, and Chen Changli suddenly felt that there might be some secrets to the disappearance of the fourth prince.

These White Lotus Sect suddenly came here, and they wanted to invite you into the urn.

Chen Changli's heart skipped a beat. Could Zhao Yunhui's injury have been planned by someone?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and Chen Changli had many questions in his mind.

At this time, the members of the White Lotus Sect brought black cloth over people's eyes again. Chen Changli suppressed his doubts and continued to be pushed forward as before.

A few days passed by, and Chen Changli could gradually hear noisy and lively sounds ahead.

As the sound got closer and closer, they were also placed in a small village.

The so-called village chief was a middle-aged man with great bearing. He summoned everyone to listen to the training at the entrance of the village. He said that if they worked hard, they would be rewarded by the leader in the future, he specially arranged for newcomers like Chen Changli to go mining in the mountains.

Chen Changli has been observing the surroundings since he came to the small village. He found that the village is surrounded by mountains and has a unique climate. If it weren't for the dilapidated houses in the village, it would really make people think that this is a geomantic treasure.

However, the villagers in the villages here have a special aura, which is a fierce aura developed from years of practicing martial arts.

Chen Changli suspected that the villagers living in this village were all members of the White Lotus Sect. He had to be more vigilant and then find ways to explore other clues.

As a result, he was taken to the mountain by the village chief to dig mines before he could rest in the village for a quarter of an hour.

Seeing many skinny people coming out of the mine, Chen Changli's heart sank.

Just because he saw the ore pushed out by these people, he knew why the White Lotus Sect selected young adults to join the sect, because they needed young adults to dig iron ore for them.

At this time, someone exclaimed: "This is an iron ore! Village chief, digging iron ore without permission is a serious crime of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan. I dare not go in and dig."

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