The Plow

"Why do people run so much at once?"

"I heard that some bad guys got in here."

"What do they want to do?"

"I don't know. I'm looking for people everywhere now. I don't know how many people have run away. If they catch three now, they will be miserable..."

The footsteps stopped not far from them.

Walking back and forth, talking quietly.

Ling Shu held his breath and wanted to laugh at the same time.

What do bad guys mean?Dare these people still think they are good people?

But their words also revealed a lot of useful information.

One, there were not a few people who fled in the chaos like them just now, not because they thought they were the only ones, this should be one of the reasons why Ling Shu and Yang Chunhe hid here for a long time without being discovered yet.

Second, among these people who took advantage of the chaos and fled, there should be some, like Yang Chunhe, who pretended to be controlled, but actually retained their sanity.That is to say, when Miss Feng San's body was dissected just now, I don't know how many people looked at the piece of corpse in their bowl and felt sick, only Yang Chunhe couldn't help showing his stuff.

Three, now three people have been caught by the other party. There may be Shen Renjie and Yue Dingtang among them. These three people may be tortured and tortured, but Ling Shu cannot protect himself, let alone save people, just leave. This small corner will immediately become the fourth person.

Those footsteps came and went in a hurry, stayed for a short time and then left soon.

Ling Shu and Yang Chunhe were safe and sound again.

But both of them feel that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

"Are those people just now the thug guards here?"

"Yes, I've seen them dressed in black, with their heads and faces covered tightly, as if these people were somewhat disabled. I guess this so-called envoy, when gathering poor people who have nowhere to go, They will be consciously divided into several parts, some are disabled and can't see the light, and they will be trained to become guards and thugs. Anyway, these people will suffer from discrimination outside, but here they have enough food and clothing. They will definitely be loyal to the envoy .”

"There are also some that are useful. They call them fat sheep, which is our kind. First, control your mind and stay here for ten days and a half months. After the fighting spirit is almost exhausted, let them out. , either be like Wu Wu and give in to demands, or like me, you may be taken away..."

In the darkness, Yang Chunhe seemed to bite his lower lip and didn't say any more.

Ling Shu knew what she meant.

For a young girl like her, the best ending would be to be trafficked out, wandering around, or Qinlou Chuguan, but at least she can see the sun, which is a good ending. If it is even worse, then maybe Trained as a sex slave, to stay here forever, to be used by the so-called god to entertain guests, until it is completely worn out and thrown away.

Thinking about the future that this girl might have, Ling Shu couldn't help but be glad that he came in. At least, with a few people working together, putting all their eggs in one basket, there is still a chance to escape. Otherwise, Yang Chunhe is here alone, and he may perish forever. Some people don't know that she came in to save people, and her parents will be very sad.

"I have an idea." Ling Shu said suddenly.

Yang Chunhe couldn't see his face clearly, but subconsciously felt that he was a reliable companion.

The case-solving serials in those tabloids are really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. After the Yuanmen bloody case, the author saw that the market responded well, and then wrote about Miss Li's disappearance, telegrams that no one received, etc., although they were all fabricated out of thin air. Ling Shu has nothing to do with it anymore, but it still uses Ling Shu as the main character. The plot is tight and suspenseful, and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The readers naturally love Ling Shu, and even Yang Chunhe has unlimited confidence in this temporary partner.

"You said."

She heard Ling Shu ask: "Do you know where these men in black rest?"

No matter how low the status of these men in black in the villa was, they definitely needed to rest.

It's just that they usually appear in groups, and it is difficult to find single ones.

Fortunately, this place is underground, and it is dark all the year round. This not only causes the psychological depression of the prisoners, but also provides convenience for Lingshu and the others, especially because there are many people who escaped just now. Now the men in black are patrolling around. Yang Chunhe of Lulu has a bit more advantage than others.

"I haven't been there, but I followed half of it last time, and there were three forks in the remaining half. I didn't dare to wander around last time, for fear that I wouldn't be able to go back."

Ling Shu followed Yang Chunhe, putting his hands on her shoulders to prevent them from getting separated in the dark.

The underground of the villa also occupies a vast area. Ling Shu suspects that the area here is no smaller than that of the villa on the ground. It is completely like countless small warehouses connected by densely packed passages, comparable to a maze. Even the owner of the villa may not be able to fully recognize it. To clear the way, let alone in such a dark environment, those men in black can only move within a limited range, and if they leave that range, they will also get lost—this can explain why so many people escaped in the chaos just now, But so far only three people have been caught.

Occasionally there would be a small lamp on the road, a faintly flickering kerosene lamp in a glass cover, because the air circulation here is poor, the wick is faintly visible, and it is about to go out, and the range that can be illuminated is very limited.

Yang Chunhe stopped in his tracks.

"It's here. I came here the farthest last time. I haven't been to the previous ones."

Ling Shu fumbled for a while with the light, and could vaguely realize that there were indeed three forks.

The two of them must not be able to walk separately. Besides, there are only two of them, and if they walked two separate paths, there is still one left.

"Go left," he said.

This time it was Ling Shu who walked in front, and Yang Chunhe followed him.

After walking a few steps, Ling Shu touched a small iron door.

The door was locked, but it didn't bother Lingshu.

He was searched when he came in, but Ling Shu kept an eye out and would hide a piece of wire in the sole of his shoe all the year round, so he really slipped through the net.

Don't look at it as just a thin iron wire, it can often exert unexpected effects at critical moments.

For example now.

The wire was inserted into the keyhole and turned a few times, the door opened in response to the sound, and the two rushed in quickly, closing the door again.

Yang Chunhe looked at Lingshu's crisp and neat way of opening the lock, and his admiration increased. He only felt that the Lingshu in the newspaper serials was not as good as one ten thousandth of the real Lingshu.

"Don't light the lamp, the door has a small window, I'm afraid the light will draw people over!"

Hearing Ling Shu's instructions, Yang Chunhe hummed in a low voice, and the two explored the hut separately for a while, and they found something.

"Mr. Ling, come quickly!"

Hearing Yang Chunhe calling him, Ling Shu immediately went over.

"Is this clothes?"

I bought a few sets of fabrics that are soft and light. Pick them up and weigh them. They should be headgear and gowns.

"It should be worn by those men in black." Ling Shu judged, "This may be their rest room. I found a bunk just now, which can sleep three or four people. Let's search separately and see if there is a bed here." There's no pass token or anything like that."

"it is good."

But nothing.

It's surprisingly shabby here.

A few sets of clothes and quilts, a kettle, a few cups, and candlesticks with wicks left on the walls. Other than that, it can be said that the house is barren. There are only quilts on the bed, and there are no pillows. Naturally, there is no token.

How did these people communicate when they met?How do they know that the person under the black mask must be one of their own, not someone else pretending to be?

Ling Shu didn't have time to think too much, he was afraid that someone would come in from outside, so he quickly picked up a set of clothes and stuffed them into Yang Chunhe's arms.

"Put it on first!"

Yang Chunhe was a little hesitant, but then he was relieved. In the environment where he couldn't see his fingers, no one could see anyone, let alone avoid suspicion. The two of them changed their clothes in twos and twos. If this is a long gown, it may be easy to be found, but Qinglong Villa made all the robes of these people into black burqas, and put them on like sacks, so that men and women could not recognize them.

Ling Shu figured that although this way of dressing makes people unable to recognize each other, it will also help others to lower their own identity. After staying for ten days and a half months, and being brainwashed from time to time, they will soon accept the reality , forever be an inseparable part of this darkness.

Coincidentally, as soon as he went out, someone came in front of him with a lantern.

Same black burqa, same status.

Ling Shu and Yang Chunhe agreed with each other and stopped in their hearts.

The other party walked up to them and stood still.

A pair of eyes flickered under the burqa, perhaps confirming their identities.

Terrible silence.

An unbearable silence.

Ling Shu only felt a drop of sweat slipping from his forehead, with his quick wit, he didn't know what to say for a while.

If these people never communicate with each other, if they are facing a small boss, won't he reveal his secrets as soon as he opens his mouth?

So, it's better not to say anything.

But if you don't say it, it may not be completely suspicious.

Even Ling Shu couldn't help but get nervous.

After a while-

"The blue dragon descends the river and swallows the sun and the moon."

Ling Shu:? ? ?

He didn't think about it: "The white tiger goes to the sky and even the Big Dipper!"

The other party paused for a few seconds, did not show anything unusual, and walked away by mistake.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, another voice sounded behind them.

"Wait!"

The leader turned back.

Ling Shu's heart almost jumped out of his chest. He was even ready to explode and throw the three of them down. Although there would definitely be some noise, he should be able to run away before the rescuers came.

It's just that if this happens, it will definitely startle the snake.

"Did you see any suspicious people just now?" the other party asked.

"No, we came from you just now, passed by to drink some water, and now we are going to continue chasing." Ling Shu said.

His tone was so calm that no one could hear the slightest clue, and the other party naturally had no doubts.

"That's fine, you go back and look for it, we'll look for it here."

"it is good."

The two groups parted ways, and in just a few minutes, Yang Chunhe was almost drenched in cold sweat.

When she was far away, she couldn't help but trembled and asked in a low voice, "How did you know their counterpart's code?"

Ling Shu: "I'm talking nonsense."

Yang Chunhe: "...then why didn't they suspect?"

Ling Shu: "Good question. Either my answer is too straightforward, and they will follow suit half-believingly, or they don't remember the connection code themselves, and there is another possibility-they are the same as us."

all fake.

Yang Chunhe let out a soft ah, a little dumbfounded.

Regardless of the possibility, she hoped that they would not run into this kind of thing again.

But reality often backfires.

Not long after the two walked, they bumped into several other men in black.

This time the leader seemed to have a higher status. Ling Shu noticed that although the other party was also wearing a burqa, his face was not covered. He was a middle-aged man with gray hair.

He called Ling Shu and the two: "Come here."

When Ling Shu and the others walked over, he looked up and down with his gray hair: "How long have you been in here? What's your job?"

How should this question be answered?

Yang Chunhe could only pretend to be dumb from beginning to end, leaving everything to Lingshu.

Ling Shu bowed slightly, and said calmly: "About a month. I was ordered to look for the escaped person just now, but I haven't found him yet."

The gray-haired man pondered: "One month, it's a little short, but forget it, I finally understand some rules, you don't need to search for people, go to serve a guest, don't listen, ask or talk, you know the rules, right?"

Ling Shu hurriedly said, "I understand everything!"

The gray hair hummed: "Come with me."

He waved his hands to let his subordinates go first, while he led Ling Shu and the others forward.

A lantern vaguely reflects the road ahead.

Ling Shu followed behind, and found that this place was more gorgeous than the one just now. The floor was made of flat blue bricks, and the walls on both sides seemed to be freshly painted. The door of the room was no longer an iron door, but a Western-style wooden door. Turn it open, not locked.

Does this mean that the guests living there are at least of a higher status than Yang Chunhe and even Wu Wu?

The house is brightly lit, which is completely different from the outside.

This made Ling Shu and Yang Chunhe, whose eyes had become accustomed to the darkness, squint for a while involuntarily.

Then he saw an old acquaintance.

More than old acquaintances.

They are simply enemies.

The kind that often share the same bed.

Yue Ding Young master Tang Yue was sitting on a western chair, holding a coffee cup in his right hand and a book in his left.

Apart from the different location and time, how is this posture different from his in Yue's house?

Ling Shu thought to himself, I've tried many twists and turns to escape from death here, lest you fall into the enemy's hands and be tortured, why don't you just hang out here, drink coffee and read a book?Why aren't you being hypnotized, controlled and forced to eat human flesh?

Yue Dingtang's expression was very cold, but he was clearly sober, and he didn't react when he saw the gray hair.

On the contrary, the gray hair flattered him a bit: "Mr. Yue, these two servants are serving you. You should be wronged for a few days, and when the envoy confirms what you said, he will pick you up immediately." go out."

Yue Dingtang snorted softly from his nasal cavity.

Standing aloof, with no dust in his eyes, with the arrogance and indifference of a young master.

But gray hair really eats this.

Not only was he not angry, but he kept laughing along with him.

"Then you rest first, and I won't bother you." He turned to Ling Shu and said, "You are so good at serving Mr. Yue, you can do whatever he asks you to do."

As soon as the other party left, Yue Dingtang waved to Ling Shu and the others.

"Go and wait outside."

Ling Shu squeezed his throat: "Master, don't you need us to serve you?"