[Red Mansion] Sir, I'm a rough man

Jia Wan opened his eyes and found that he was not tied up this time, but only had a hand around his waist from behind.

The man was very close to him, and his head was buried on the back of his neck. The hot breath made his spine numb.

Jia Wan pushed aside that arm and sat up. As soon as he moved, the young man lying behind him was startled awake. He opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes instantly changed from confusion to sharpness.

"you……"

Before Jia Wan finished speaking, the boy covered his mouth and pushed him down to the ground, whispering in his ear: "Don't talk."

The young man's voice can no longer be described as hoarse, as if his throat has been sandpapered and cut with a knife, as if every word he uttered requires all the strength of his whole body to suffer thousands of knives. Only the pain of cutting into pieces can be squeezed out from the throat.

Even so, what came out was only a low, hoarse "rustling" sound. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't know what he was talking about.

Jia Wan pushed his hand away and sat up, lowered his voice to an extremely low voice, and said, "You were drugged?"

Such a voice is no longer to the extent that I can spoil it.

The young man laughed "hehe", his voice was hoarse and piercing, like a broken blower, "sizzling", but his tone was full of sarcasm.

This man is truly unsympathetic.

Jia Wan ignored him and began to observe the surrounding environment.

This is a narrow space, the length and width are less than one foot, and the roof is no more than four feet high. With Jia Wan's current height, he can barely stand upright. The rest, let alone adults, even the boy, can only bow their heads Bending or crawling.

The four walls and the top and bottom are all made of wood, with no doors or windows, only a row of longan-sized holes above the head, through which faint light shines in.

Jia Wan moved his eyes up to take a look, because the wooden boards were thick and the holes were small, so the field of vision was very limited, and he could only see the boards outside the boards.

The structure is almost entirely made of wood, and the floor and walls are constantly shaking. Jia Wan can easily tell that they are on a certain boat now.

So this boy failed to escape, but was caught back and given dumb drugs, and now those people want to transport them together and sell them somewhere?

If you take a boat, maybe go to Jiangnan?

The floor of the cabin is covered with a layer of straw, which is regarded as the "bed" for him and the young man. In the corner farthest from the "bed", there is a wooden barrel, which should be Gong barrel.

At the other end of the room, not far from their "bed", there was a small earthen pot with two bowls beside it, one of which contained two strangely colored buns.

As soon as he saw the bun, Jia Wan's internal organs seemed to be awakened, and they scrambled to protest, even his hands and feet began to go weak.

How long has he been hungry?

Jia Wan sat down by the earthen pot, picked up a steamed bun, and tentatively took a bite. A pungent musty smell rushed into his mouth and nose. He was so disgusted that he almost spit it out. Fortunately, he was not a real eight-year-old child. , and knowing the current situation, if you don't eat something, you won't even have the strength to fight and run away, so you can endure it.

Quickly poured a bowl of water from the earthen pot, pinched his nose, and swallowed the contents of his mouth with difficulty.

The young man leaned against the bulkhead, watching Jia Wan retching and eating with cold eyes... It took two bowls of water for a small steamed bun to enter his stomach.

Slightly lowered his eyes: This little guy, obviously looks more pampered than anyone else, but he has a temper, but he can't find any place of pampering, but he doesn't know which family it is from.

After eating a steamed bun, Jia Wan let out a long breath as if he had finished a torture.

After a while, he poured another half bowl of water and handed it to the young man, saying: "You hurt your throat, don't talk, just write on the ground after getting wet."

He remembered the boy not letting him speak, so he kept his voice extremely low.

The young man took it, looked at the half bowl of water in his hand, glanced at Jia Wan with a half-smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know how long we'll have to use this half-bowl of water?"

Picking up the bowl, he took a small sip.

Jia Wan frowned, these people, wouldn't even give them water?

Without speaking, he handed the remaining one of the buns to the boy.

The boy took it without saying a word, and began to eat.

If it was said that Jiawan eating these things was like a torture, then the boy's meal was a real torture.

His throat was hurting, and every time he took a breath, it felt like he was being burned by fire. Drinking water was like swallowing a knife, let alone eating.

Jia Wan didn't go to watch his embarrassment, but went to the side and began to punch. Because the space was small, and there were people eating, he played Tai Chi, moving between square inches, the movements were slow, the ups and downs were light, and there was no surprise .

Before he finished punching, he heard the boy knock on the bowl, Jia Wan turned his head, and the boy raised his hand, motioning for him to put the bowl back for him.

Jia Wan took it and put it away, dissatisfied: "You have a broken leg? I won't put it away myself."

The boy said with a half-smile, "Yes, my leg is broken."

Jia Wan turned around in astonishment.

The boy lifted off the rotten blanket covering his body, exposing his blood-stained legs, and smiled at him.

Jia Wan didn't speak, turned back and sat next to the boy, reached out and pressed down on his leg.

It's not that he suspects that the young man is lying, with the young man's arrogance, he should disdain to tell such a lie.

Sure enough, both legs were broken, but after they were broken, they were reattached, and the doctor who set the bones was good at medicine, and there were already signs of healing... It was because he himself did not move less after the broken legs, so that the bones Some misplaced again.

Jia Wan lowered his head, pressed his hands on the boy's injured leg inch by inch, and said in a low voice, "All traffickers deserve to die."

The young man "cheated" and smiled, watching Jia Wan tossing and tossing on his injured leg, beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed from his forehead, his face was a little distorted, but he never screamed or groaned.

After Jia Wan finished "touching" the bones, he took off his inner clothes, tore them into strips of cloth, bandaged his wounds again, and covered him with a blanket.

The young man said with a low smile, "Just like you, you still want to kill someone. I didn't know who it was before, but I fainted from the shock of the two dead people."

Jia Wan froze for a moment before realizing that he was responding to his previous words.

It's just that he has ever been frightened and fainted?

However, thinking about it again, the explanation of being stunned is actually more convincing than the "fact" of falling asleep, and it can make him escape, otherwise he might also have a broken leg and be paralyzed on the ground now!

Said: "You better talk less!"

His voice has become so hoarse, and he talks too much nonsense.

The sadness in the young man's eyes flashed away, he turned his face away, and said with a sneer, "Why didn't I say it? The more they don't want me to talk, the more I want to say it."

Jia Wan glanced at him and said: "Okay, then you can torment yourself! The worse you torment yourself, the better, and let those who hurt you feel sorry for you!"

The young man fell silent and stopped talking, his eyes that seemed to be always sharp and fierce gradually dimmed, showing a bit of fragility and pain.

Jia Wan suddenly regretted it, but he was kind, and he shouldn't have said something so ugly.

Although this young man looks mature and vicious, he is only a child of twelve or thirteen years old. I wonder if it would be possible for him to be locked up in this dark place with his legs broken and his voice hoarse. Can you laugh?

At this moment, what else can he do besides tormenting himself?

Jia Wan was not used to comforting others, and he knew that this young man didn't like to be comforted by others. After a moment of silence, he poured another half bowl of water and said, "You just sweated, drink some more water."

The young man took it without saying a word, his hands clenched tightly. Jia Wan was even ready to clean up the broken porcelain pieces, but he obviously underestimated this person. Instead of throwing out the bowl and water, he bowed his head silently. After drinking the water, he handed the bowl back.

Jia Wan sat down next to him, stretched out his hand, put it on his lap, and said, "You can write on my hand."

Being held close by the small, warm and soft body, the boy stiffened as if he had been scalded, and then slowly grabbed the paw on his leg and began to write on it.

Jia Wan finally understood the current situation.

They were indeed on the boat to Yangzhou, not only the two of them, but also dozens of abducted children. They were detained alone because they were "dishonest".

This big ship was originally used to transport salt, and official salt was mixed with private salt, and they were considered to be taking the cargo along the way when the empty ship returned to the voyage.

Because these children were all abducted, there was no formal deed of sale, no documents with official seals, even if they were transported to other places, they would not be sold to decent people.

If they look good, they will be sent to those Qinlou Chuguan with background, or dignitaries with special hobbies, to do the most shameful business.

For the rest, let the Erdao traffickers choose it first, and if they are selected, they will naturally try to get them a body certificate, and if they are not selected, they will be packaged and sold to the "beggar gang".

Then he was disabled and dumb, and was thrown on the street to beg.

Because it is cheap to buy, even if they are beaten to death, sick, or starved to death, those "beggar heads" don't need to feel sorry for them, just pay some money to replenish a batch...

In addition to the abducted children, there were dozens of people on board. These salt traffickers, all of whom were desperadoes, and the martial artists who escorted the boat, were all very skilled, and they were by no means like the previous two human traffickers. That's easy to deal with.

Jia Wan was in a bit of a dilemma. He originally thought that it didn't take many people to escort a few children, so he could take advantage of the time when people delivered meals. But in the current situation, whether he can deal with these people is one thing, how to ensure It's another matter not to implicate this boy and other children. What's more troublesome is that he doesn't know how to drive such a big boat.

Even if he showed great power and wiped out all the gangsters on the boat, the final result may be that he brought a boat full of people and crashed into the boat on the reef or on the shore.

It seems that we can only wait for the shore to find a way.

In the dark and narrow cabin, two figures were next to each other, one was silent, and the other's fingertips slid silently on his palm.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps above the head, the boy paused with his fingers, and then quickly wrote three words: "Don't talk."

There was an ear-piercing rubbing sound from above, as if some heavy object was being pushed away, and the complaints also came down: "If you want me to say, is it worth pressing such a thing on it, that brat has both broken legs, why don't you use it?" Can it fly? Damn, it’s too heavy to die.”

A square hole was opened on the top of the head, and the strong light shot in, piercing Jia Wan's eyes, and he could only faintly see a topless man standing above him, tall and muscular.

Five or six black steamed buns were thrown in and rolled down on the board of the boat, making a "dong dong" sound like a stone falling to the ground. The man said: "Boy, save some food, I won't have anything in the next few days." Kung Fu will serve you."

Seeing that there was no movement inside, he said impatiently: "Boy, just make a sound if you are still alive, or be careful, I will drag your precious brother out to feed the fish!"

With a sullen face, the young man slammed the plank of the ship hard.

"Yes! Just live."

The man was about to close the "hatch door" again, when he suddenly noticed something more in front of him. He took a closer look, but it was the small one, standing below with an earthen pot in his hands, and he was immediately happy.

"What? Do you still want to drink water? Do you want to drink if you pee?"

Jia Wan was still holding the earthen pot, looking at him quietly with his eyes, not speaking.

The man really made a gesture to untie his belt. Jia Wan squinted his eyes, held the earthen pot with one hand instead, picked up a hard bun and weighed it in his hand, his eyes sized up the man, thinking it was for the smelly If you say it, it's better to just ruin his life.

Anyway, traffickers deserve to die.

Unexpectedly, the man untied half of his belt but was stopped by someone, and said: "Forget it, isn't it just a little water? Just give them. It's stuffy and hot down here. If you die of thirst, it's not the two of us who will be scolded." ?”

The man knelt down and picked up the earthen pot from Jia Wan's hand. The man snorted coldly and cursed: "Damn it, I really think I'm still a master, but we want to serve you!"

The man said with a smile: "Just think about it, we are not serving them but silver, so you won't be so angry.

"Look at this little picture. How have we come across such a good guy in all these years? When we get rid of it, the share that falls on our heads is enough to go to the best building in Yangzhou to have fun." It's time... let's not talk about him, even the big one, although he has a surly temper, if he sells to the right person, he will probably earn less than this little one."

The man smiled and said: "That's true, but it's a pity that it's all dumb and lost a lot of fun, otherwise I'm afraid there will be more."

Are you dumb?

Jia Wan was slightly taken aback, so he had also been given dumb drugs?He didn't feel anything at all.

It was a little bit stunned again, no wonder he slept for so long, no wonder the boy kept forbidding him to speak.

Thinking with joy in bitterness, is this another kind of invulnerability to all poisons?

A little distracted for a moment, he suddenly threw an earthen jar from his head, and without thinking about it, he reached out to grab it, and turned around, not only did he catch it firmly, but even the water splashed when he dropped it was taken back by him without leaking a single drop.

The man dropped the earthen jar without warning. He had originally planned to tease him, wanting to see his lost and painful appearance. He was quite surprised to see him catch it, but he didn't think much about it. He snorted coldly, "Bang "" and closed the "hatch door" heavily, and the two of them worked together to drag the wooden box over and press it on top.