The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 148
Du Chun had been busy all day wearing a mask, and finally took a breath when there was no one around.

He took out the two steamed buns on his chest, took off the mask, and slumped in the chair, not wanting to move again.

I really didn't expect that this job seems easy, but it can be exhausting in practice.

I don't know how Feng Wuxie survived with his small body.

Du Chun only worked for one day, and he was exhausted to death. If Feng Wuxie didn't come back, he really couldn't keep going.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Du Chun straightened his back in a jerk, quickly put on the mask, and put the steamed buns back into his clothes.

After brushing her hair with her hands, she calmly asked, "Who?"

At this time, everyone should have gone to bed early, who would knock on his door?

There was no sound outside, Du Chun felt a little suspicious in his heart, walked over lightly, stretched out his hand to open the door, and suddenly felt an object rushing towards him.

When he touched it subconsciously, the tentacles were sticky and slippery. When he realized it, he realized that the person in his hand was dead.

Du Chun stood up in a panic, and ran out in a hurry, but there was no one outside.

This clearly shows that someone wants to frame him.

No, to be precise, someone should want to frame Feng Wuxie.

But, who has such a big hatred for Feng Wuxie?

Just when Du Chun was wondering, he heard commotion outside, and the victims all rushed out and ran outside one after another.

Their goal is clear, and that is the door.

Du Chun's body shook, and he hurriedly ran out. After running a few steps, he turned around and took off his clothes, and changed into his own.

At this time, it is absolutely impossible to show Feng Wuxie's face, otherwise, once everyone determines that she is the murderer, it will be to discredit Feng Wuxie.

It was a mess outside, and Du Chun couldn't get through after squeezing for a long time.

On the contrary, at this time, some people did not follow the crowd to the front door, but scattered to several hidden corners of the back door.

Du Chun thought for a while, anyway, Jun Yeli was guarding the front, so he quietly followed behind these people, wanting to see what tricks they were playing.

Jun Yeli urgently mobilized the army, and had already sealed the exit tightly. The victims crowded at the door and kept beating on the heavy door panel: "Let us out, let us out..."

Outside the door, dozens of officers and soldiers held the door firmly with thick logs hugged by one person, and they knew it very well.

If these victims ran out, the whole city would be infected with the plague.

Jun Yeli stood on the roof, looking down at the victims, his dark eyes flashed a trace of cruelty.

Although he had promised Feng Wuxie that he would not sacrifice the lives of these people unless it was absolutely necessary.

But now, the situation is obviously beyond his control.

Han Yefei was holding a scimitar and screaming angrily. Most of the victims in the front were women and children.

How could he raise his knife to these unarmed women and children?

For a moment, Han Yefei scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously, but his retreat made these disaster victims even more unscrupulous.

Even several times, he almost got caught.

These people's illnesses were not cured, Han Yefei could only dodge, and jumped onto the roof with He Lianting.

The emotions of those victims suddenly rioted: "Let us out, we are not experimental products, you group of murderous demons without blinking an eye."

"Hand over that witch, Feng Wuxie, and let her pay us with her life."

"We are human beings, not experimental products. Hand over that poisonous woman Feng Wuxie."

Han Yefei held a scimitar in his hand, and his teeth creaked in anger: "You idiots, after being bewitched by someone with words, you can point the knife at your own savior, and you deserve to go to hell. You are really a bunch of ungrateful little people!" people."

Although He Lianting had a good temper, he was also trembling with anger from these victims.

People, how can they be so stupid that they don't know they are being used?
These disaster victims were still thanking Feng Wuxie for saving their lives a few days ago, but in the blink of an eye, they could completely forget her kindness.

And point the tip of the knife at your benefactor.

"If Feng Wuxie is as heinous as you said, how could he use herbs to save your lives?" After He Lianting's words, the crowd fell silent for a few seconds.

Feng Wuxie has been sleepless these days, but it is obvious to all.

Then came a questioning voice from the crowd: "She saved us just to make our death worse, to use our bodies as experimental products, to develop a prescription, and to sell it for money."

Han Yefei was furious like thunder, wishing to chop off all these stupid people with the scimitar in his hand.

"His grandma, if she says you're stupid and still doesn't admit it, if she really did this, why would she need so many people, and still take care of you eating and drinking?"

Even a rough man like him can think of it, how could these disaster victims not understand?

Before the victims could react, another voice came out from the crowd: "We don't believe it, unless you let Feng Wuxie come out and confront us face to face, otherwise we don't believe it."

Han Yefei and He Lianting glanced at each other, thinking in their hearts that they are really troublesome little brats, and just now scolded these disaster victims for being stupid.

Now it has pinched their weakness.

If Du Chun were to come out now and expose the truth, it would be really hard to say.

They knew that Feng Wuxie was going to collect herbs, but these victims didn't think that way, they thought that Feng Wuxie had said that he would go forward and retreat with the victims.

Once the victims of the disaster knew that Feng Wuxie was not here, they might implicate Jun Yeli and the others.

When the victims saw that Han Yefei and He Lianting had stopped talking, they immediately became turbulent again.

"You imprisoned us here just to slowly consume us to death, we don't want to die, let us out..."

"Call Feng Wuxie out if you have the ability. Only when she comes out can we feel at ease."

"Yes, call her out. Why hasn't she appeared for so long? Is she not here anymore?"

The victims, who had not received a response for a long time, were completely irritated. They formed a group of three or five and started banging on the door with all their strength.

The heavy gate was creaked by the victims, and the officers and soldiers guarding outside could only hold the gate tightly to prevent the victims from rushing out.

But the victims have lost their minds, they don't know right from wrong, and regard everyone as their imaginary enemy.

Stones, braziers, these readily available things have become their weapons.

The officers and soldiers guarding outside were all smashed with blood by the stones, and the clothes of some officers and soldiers had been set on fire by the braziers thrown from inside.

Jun Yeli stood on a high place with one hand behind his back. He squinted his eyes and looked at the chaotic crowd.

The corners of the lips curled into a perfect curve, but there was a cool killing intent.

The disaster victims who shouted were all organized and premeditated.

They mixed in the crowd in twos and threes, and as soon as they shouted slogans, many disaster victims rioted with them.

What's even more interesting is that among these people, there are women.

For example, the woman in the red dress, wasn't her husband pulled out and burned by Feng Wuxie mercilessly a few days ago?

And those few villagers who are not all dead relatives, looking for Feng Wuxie's theory, causing a little chaos?

Jun Yeli smiled coldly, and with a wave of his hand, several black shadows flew into the crowd at the same time, pulling out those who took the lead in making trouble.

With a light tap of his finger, the shadow guard got the order, raised his knife and dropped it, several bloody skulls rolled down into the crowd.

Warm blood sprayed all over the ground, finally making the excited victims regain their sanity.

After a moment of silence, the women crowded in front were all screamed in fright, and rushed to the back.

"Kill it, kill it."

But soon, all their words were swallowed back.

Countless rockets appeared on the walls on all sides, targeting them.

The door was closed tightly, and if Jun Yeli gave the order, they would die.

"Report to the lord, the thieves who colluded with foreigners have already been punished." A shadow guard wiped his knife, knelt on the ground on one knee, and said to Jun Yeli.

Everyone's body froze and began to tremble.

This Prince Xuan was really determined to kill. If he used other excuses to kill people, the victims might be dissatisfied and would resist.

But it's different now. If it involves politics and is a traitorous spy, that is a serious crime of beheading.

Seeing the heads rolling down on the ground, everyone involuntarily touched their necks.

With a wave of Jun Yeli's hand, the shadow guard retreated, and then he glanced at the quiet crowd, and said in a very calm tone.

"It's been a night of trouble, shouldn't it be time to rest?"

Prince Xuan seemed to be discussing today's weather leisurely, as if it was another person who ordered the killing just now, but the more Jun Yeli behaved like this, the more confused everyone was.

Especially with those few bloody corpses still in front of him, the effect is absolutely shocking.

But at this moment, a firework suddenly exploded in the air.

Jun Yeli raised his head impressively, frowned, explained a few words to his subordinates, and then flew to the back.

There, Du Chun was hugged tightly by several village women, his clothes were torn and tattered, he looked embarrassed and helpless.

"Let go, let go..."

Just now he wanted to follow those small teams, but he didn't want some village women to jump out halfway and hold him back.

The opponent is an innocent commoner and a woman, but no matter how powerful his martial arts are, he still can't use them well, and he is worried that the group of people may have some purpose.

Then a signal was sent to remind Jun Yeli.

"In the direction of the kitchen, there are three groups of people running over. According to visual inspection, there are about ten people. Hurry up." Du Chun struggled to break free from the restraints of the village women, and said to Jun Yeli in a hurry.

Behind the kitchen is a large vegetable field, and behind the wall is the drainage ditch. Although there is a high wall blocking it, the wall has been in disrepair for a long time, and cracks have appeared in several places of the blue bricks.

Just give these people a little time and they can carve a hole in the wall.

It's a good way to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

(End of this chapter)