Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 93

Dry Bones Mountain.

There is white snow and white bones.

There are wooden houses and lanterns.

There are cloth strips fluttering in the wind.

Quiet and peaceful.

This is how they feel about life now.

But when Xiao Shenyou opened the curtain of the car, at this moment.

Everyone seemed to have returned to the Dry Bones Mountain in the past.

that year.

The same is true for finding people one by one from the prisoner's hole.

A built body, stumped limbs and broken arms.

Thin and boneless, with a face like a ghost.

But in front of him, it is more intuitive and terrifying.

These people piled up in a carriage.

All are women.

Some of them have terrified faces, and some have numb faces.

It was hell in the car.

No wonder County Magistrate Chen ran away in a hurry as soon as he arrived.

God Bless opened the first glance.

As if her body was frozen, there was a huge impact. The flames on her body that had been burning all year round were burning extremely fiercely at this moment.

So she couldn't bear it all at once, and passed out directly.

The national teacher, who had just avoided the gaze of the magistrate, rushed out immediately.

But he is not as fast as Ah Lu.

A Lu hugged his sister earlier.

The national teacher looked anxious.

The little bastard didn't faint from fright, she was more courageous than anyone else, so she wouldn't faint from fright.

"Let me come." The national teacher said anxiously.

He also saw the fluctuations in the princess just now.

It was a strong curse force, as if it directly touched her body.

Ah Lu shook his head and refused.

With a straight face, he hugged his younger sister and said vigorously, "Podo Haru, O Zhixiyan..."

He repeated it repeatedly, just like when he was alone in the grassland with his sister in his arms at the beginning.

Following the young man's words, the dense fog under the deep pool of Dry Bones Mountain churned again.

Shenyou also slowly woke up.

She opened her eyes, and the first sentence was: "Brother, I saw A Niang."

Alu was shocked.

He didn't know who his sister's mother was, his mother was dead.

My sister's mother is probably dead too, otherwise, whoever is so cruel will bury a living child at the bottom of the holy lake.

And A Lu has always known that his sister is ill, now when he heard his sister say that she saw his mother, A Lu was very frightened.

"Don't talk nonsense." A Lu's face turned pale.

But Xiao Shenyou got up with a grunt, pointed to a woman buried in a group of people in the carriage and said.

"She is very much like my mother."

Everyone was stunned.

Because the person Xiao Shenyou pointed at had scars all over his face, that face was not a face at all, the scars on his face were criss-crossed, and his original face could no longer be seen.

But Xiao Shenyou said that she was like her mother.

The people in the carriage were also stunned when they saw the group of people outside the carriage.

It's not like they imagined cannibals. There are old people, adults, teenagers, children, and wives outside the car.

But the person the child pointed at was said to be the younger sister of the former empress.

The Lan family colluded with the enemy and rebelled, and the whole family was put on death row.

Her face was also scratched, saying that it was for the dignity of the royal family, and she could not be allowed to go out with a face similar to that of the queen.

Not only that, but her voice was also hoarse, and she never spoke.

But she's in great shape.

Others can still call out, but she has been silent.

At this time, the old woman in the car with a completely broken leg suddenly shouted: "National Teacher, National Teacher, are you sent by heaven to save us? Hahaha..."

The old woman, after laughing three times, stopped abruptly and died directly.

smiling.

This turn of events shocked everyone.

The women in the car were also very puzzled. The old Fengjun of the Qian family had an extremely hard life all the way. His family members were all dead, and his daughter-in-law was also killed and thrown out. She was still alive, but she seemed to be getting better, but she Suddenly he laughed himself to death, and shouted a national teacher.

Mrs. Luo hadn't seen these people yet, so she expected the result.

Not surprised.

And the third master is thoughtful.

The national teacher stood there awkwardly.

He doesn't usually recognize people.

Fortunately, except for the old woman, no one called the national teacher anymore, everyone just thought she died of hysteria.

Miss Luo asked these people to be sent to settle down with a blank face, and then called Dr. Hu.

……

Old Feng Jun died.

The daughter-in-law she held in her arms was still alive.

These people were sent to a big house.

There are many beds side by side in the room.

It was still snowing outside, but it was warm inside.

Because there are hot water pipes next to their bed and wall.

The textile workshop has to keep boiling hot water. After the hot water is used up, it flows into these iron pipes, so this big room is very warm.

This is the method that Mr. Guo said he saw in the book of his ancestors.

Everyone first tried to make a tube out of bone tools.

Bone implements are indeed very useful things. When they are soft, they can be made into various shapes, but when they are hard, they are extremely strong.

Now that the national teacher has too many lice, he doesn't itch, and he doesn't worry about having too many debts. Anyway, everything is said to be read by his ancestors.

In fact, there are some books handed down from the ancestors, some are secret books in the palace, and some are inspired by the words of the little princess.

The national teacher doesn't like the little princess, but his disciple, heavy smoke, mentions the little princess every day, and he will write down every word the little princess says.

The little princess did have a lot of fantastic ideas, but she just said something here and there, which sounded absurd, but when you think about it carefully, it seems feasible.

Just like the method of warming the house with hot water, it is impossible to make pipes without bone tools before, but it is very good after making them with bone tools.

These women are lying in such a big room.

The sound insulation of the cabin is not good.

They could hear laughter outside the window.

Chatting.

A group of women spoke carelessly, their voices were rough, and their laughter was also carefree, laughing directly, the snow seemed to be collapsed by the laughter.

In the past, they would definitely feel that such a peasant woman was vulgar and despised, but now, they yearn for it.

What a happy person to be able to laugh like that.

There is definitely no haze in my heart.

They didn't dare to think about such a day, but for now, they shouldn't die.

It was a group of women who put them into the house.

They were all like this, with scant clothes, but none of the men came to take advantage.

Not even a man with a broken leg or a hand.

And everyone gets a bed.

Well, it's the bed.

Lying on the bed, you don't want to get up.

The top is covered with cotton cloth.

White cotton.

As soon as they lay down, the blood on their bodies was directly stained with thick water.

In an instant, the white cotton cloth is dirty.

I was a little worried and scared in my heart, but it didn't matter if I broke the jar.

They don't talk to each other.

unwilling to speak.

It may have been a familiar friend before.

It may also be unfamiliar.

It's just a nodding acquaintance at a certain banquet.

Even the family relationship between subordinates and subordinates.

But after being ravaged, disheveled, life is worse than death, it is the old man who is ashamed to see.

The former queen's younger sister, Sapphire, was also lying on the bed.

Staring blankly at the roof.

There was no light in his eyes.

Although her face was ruined, she had a very good figure. She lay like that, her chest heaved and her legs were extremely long.

Because of this, she was the most spoiled.

It is said that those who abused her covered her face with cloth.

Others have ups and downs.

She didn't, she just lay there blankly, motionless.

Just like the fourth daughter-in-law of Lao Fengjun on the bed next to her.

Suddenly, a layer of soft quilt was felt across her body.

Beside the bed, a girl struggled to pull the quilt to cover her body.

She glanced over her shoulder.

The girl said: "Auntie, cover yourself with a quilt, it's not cold."

The girl's words are crisp.

The house was quiet.

Unknowingly, everyone slowly put the quilt on the bed over their bodies.

Covering the naked body.

Cover the wound.

Shame covered.

There was a grunt, and then many grunts.

(End of this chapter)