Wei Yangmou

"He still has something to eat."

Someone in the crowd yelled, and Sang Hongyang could feel that the eyes on him instantly became more eager.

But this kind of eagerness does not make people feel comfortable, but rather frightening, because the things in front of him are not so much human beings as beasts in human skin.

Their eyes were glowing green.

Sang Hongyang hurriedly said, "I don't have anything on me anymore."

However, he didn't listen to him, or just didn't want to listen.

"He must be lying to us!"

The same person was still talking, and Sang Hongyang followed the voice and saw a short, thin man who was very inconspicuous.

However, Sang Hongyang couldn't help shaking his eyes, they were eyes full of resentment, contempt, ridicule, and complacency.

He really did it on purpose.

However, Sang Hongyang was powerless to deal with this situation. He knew that this person intended to target him, but he couldn't think of any way to do it. If it was possible, he would very much like to drag him out and beat him up.

But he has no power to restrain the chicken.

The victims slowly surrounded him, and Sang Hongyang complained in his heart, thinking that if he could go back this time, he would have to bring seven or eight round guards with him next time he went out.

"Jiaodong Mansion takes you in, but you want to kill people here?"

Sang Hongyang reprimanded them harshly, trying to arouse the rationality of these people, while looking around from the corner of his eyes, wondering if he could find a way to escape from the encirclement.

That sentence is somewhat useful, at least these people are frightened now, for fear that Jiaodong Mansion will drive them out like other towns, and they usually hide when they see officers, soldiers and servants.

At this time, the man yelled again, he yelled: "This man is an official, he must want to drive us out and come here deliberately to find fault."

This sentence touched the scales, no matter the timid or the bold, they are not willing to disappear the shelter they have finally obtained, and everyone looks at Sang Hongyang with cold eyes.

Sang Hongyang was anxious: "Who are you, deliberately mobilizing refugees, for what purpose?! Your Highness is merciful, and all the adults care about the common people. If not, how could you settle in the city for such a long time? You slandered I am an official from Jiaodong, what is my purpose? I think you have evil intentions..."

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he exclaimed: "I know, you are the remnant of those rebellious parties!"

In a blink of an eye, his mind suddenly became extremely clear. He knew that these disaster victims were still afraid of and dependent on the government in essence. As long as he could represent the government and give these people a guarantee, they would naturally be willing to stay obediently.

After thinking about this, Sang Hongyang couldn't help being a little excited, his voice trembled, but it was louder than ever before: "Your Highness is for the benefit of the people, personally commanding soldiers to suppress bandits, you will kill innocent people indiscriminately, and ignore human lives. Let me wait for a way out.

I never thought that you don't want to repent, you repay your kindness, and you pay attention to these disaster victims. You can see how much suffering they have suffered along the way, and how difficult it is to find a place to live! "

Sang Hongyang became more and more excited when he spoke. He was so impassioned that he almost raised his arms and shouted, but the place has been tidied up very cleanly, and he couldn't find any place that was a little higher, so that he could gain an advantage in height.

"I just want to ask you, do you still have a little bit of kindness and a little bit of compassion in your heart! The people around you are all living human lives, how dare you, for your own selfishness, use them as minions!"

The victims could not understand all of Sang Hongyang's words, but the more they knew little about it, the more powerful they felt. Seeing that his expression was majestic and upright, and his words were just and righteous, he forced the instigator to be speechless. He knew that he was being used as a gun.

They are angry, even though they know that human life is worthless, who doesn't cherish their own life?

They were naturally angry at being played around like this. The most important thing is that this person turned out to be a bandit and a villain, so even if he was beaten to death by them, he deserved what he deserved. Not only would they not be guilty, but they would also be called hero.

The victims who had been incited just now turned their guns and stared fiercely at the thin man hiding in the crowd.

Sang Hongyang sensed that something was wrong, and shouted: "Everyone, calm down, and hand over this person to the government."

However, his cry with all his strength was quickly drowned out by the screams of the victims. They didn't hear it, or they didn't want to hear it. They had been despised and ignored too many times, and they also had resentment and all kinds of unspeakable things in their hearts. Darkness, now such a good outlet, how can I let it go?

Who wants to let go!

Sang Hongyang watched helplessly as the man was surrounded, and he only had time to scream a few times and then quickly fell silent. His heart trembled violently. Looking at these refugees, he suddenly felt terrified.

He couldn't help but backed away, and was supported by the servants behind him, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Quick, go find the patrolman! Something is going to happen..."

Before he finished speaking, the disaster victims who gathered just now became confused in the blink of an eye. They fought with each other, mixed with the screams of women and children, but they were merciless in their moves, as if they were utterly irreconcilable enemy.

Sang Hongyang was stunned. He had never seen such a scene. All he could see were chaotic and crazy crowds. He was surrounded and couldn't see what was going on outside, and he couldn't get out completely.

Someone hit him, Sang Hongyang was caught off guard, his small body flew out, and hit the thatched shed behind him heavily.

The domestic servant was trapped, quickly lost his mind, and started fighting, completely ignoring him.

Sang Hongyang touched the corner of his mouth, it was blood, he wanted to gasp because of the pain, but he had no time to do so, and someone was staring at him again, he looked really easy to bully, he was not tall, he was fair and fair, and, Very thin.

It looked like any stronger woman could beat him.

Therefore, it is not just one person who is staring at him.

Sang Hongyang stood up in a daze, leaning on the pillars of the shed, staring vigilantly at the three people who were getting closer and closer in front of him, and groped with his other hand behind him, hoping to grab a stick or something casually, but he Only one hand was touched.

Sang Hongyang was shocked, and immediately let go, his hair was almost blown up, and he jumped up instantly, ignoring the three people who were still staring at him.

However, that hand grabbed him back again, and Sang Hongyang screamed immediately, with a very high-pitched and powerful voice.

However, it broke halfway, because he thought it was the owner of the broken hand, so he couldn't bear it and covered his mouth and threw him aside.

Sang Hongyang only saw the man covered in purple from head to toe.

He was stunned, and suddenly remembered that this person seemed to follow him back, and his name was Qu Wuyin.

Probably because of Qu Wuyin's strange attire, the three refugees looked at him, and some dared not go forward.

As if he didn't see them, Qu Wuyin took out a clay-colored Xun from his bosom, swept across the chaotic crowd in front of him very slowly, and slowly put the Xun by his mouth. .

Sang Hongyang looked at him with a big head, and he admired this person's psychological quality very much in his heart. He knew that there were three people around him staring at him, who might attack him at any time, and he was so unscrupulous.

Although he didn't know this person well, Sang Hongyang decided at this moment that it was better to stay away from this person. After all, he seemed really unreliable.

However, the unreliable Qu Wuyin blew the xun in his hand, and the sound was not melodious, but had a desolate smell, as if there was a lonely smoke in the desert and yellow sand in the setting sun.

Boundless as far as the eye can see, the waves are magnificent.

Sang Hongyang was inexplicably shocked. When he came back to his senses, the chaotic scene just now had been brought under control, and the men and women who were fighting each other stayed where they were.

If it weren't for the vivid expression full of anger and resentment just now, the current expression looks very dull, and there is no difference from ordinary people.

This person is amazing.

Sang Hongyang couldn't help but glanced at Qu Wuyin again, only then did he realize that this person was unexpectedly tall, at least a head taller than himself, how could he be so tall, he seemed to be a little taller than him.

Sang Hongyang was a little shocked.

The sound of horseshoes "da da" sounded, I saw it, and I transformed into a patrol captain. Hearing the movement here, he quickly gathered people to calm the chaos.

But he didn't want Qu Wuyin to be alone, so he controlled the scene with a single Xun.

Eyes full of shock, after getting off the horse, he saluted.

Qu Wuyin slowly turned his head to look at him, the xun was still in his hand, as if he had forgotten to put it back, he looked at it, but he didn't say anything, turned to look at Sang Hongyang, and said every word :"injured……"

Sang Hongyang touched the left side of his face that had been beaten, and at this moment he was finally able to hiss in pain, covering his face with anger.

I also looked over and saw Sang Hongyang in a mess, frowned and said: "Master Sang, let's go back to the mansion to rest for a while, and leave this place to the last general."

When Sang Hongyang saw it, he didn't want to leave for no reason, and shook his head subconsciously: "The disaster victims just rioted, it will be very difficult to deal with..."

Speaking of this, he found that he still had to go, he had to go to the palace to look for him, one was to plead guilty, and the other was to take out a charter and take advantage of this opportunity.

On the contrary, it can move people out. It seems that this Qu Wuyin has the ability to charm the soul, so maybe he can use it.

Thinking of this, he had no choice but to suppress his desire to stay a little longer, and nodded: "I'll leave this to you, I have to go to the palace."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at it reluctantly, then turned and ran towards the palace.

Qu Wuyin looked at his back, the more he looked at him, the more he looked like a rabbit, but he was running so slowly, he was a little puzzled, as if a rabbit shouldn't run so slowly.

He couldn't help but walked over and grabbed him: "Senior, what happened to these people? When will they return to normal?"

Qu Wuyin was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look slowly, then looked at the victims who were still standing in a daze, and asked doubtfully, "When do you want?"

This is really a question, and he couldn't help being stunned. Seeing that he didn't answer, Qu Wuyin took out the Xun from his arms: "Then you decide."

He still wanted to find the rabbit, he felt that he was running too slowly.