Chapter 117 Harmful
"sister--"
The horse ran wildly, jumped away, and rushed away the black-clad iron-clad men holding torches. Fang Jie protected Yu Hanzhong and grabbed a steel knife, slashed left and right for a while, and rushed out a bloody road. When he arrived on the terraces, he was about to reach the small village where no enemies had passed, but the villagers and Fang Ruyi who heard the noise had gathered.
Fires shone on all sides, and the shouts of killing were endless. "What happened?" "Who was going to kill us?" "...... I had to kill people even if I hid here... I was too bullying." In the village, dozens of people gathered in unarmed villagers, and under such circumstances, they could only tremble. The mother was sobbing with her child in her arms. The middle-aged man said angry words, but his face turned pale and trembled. In the face of the cruel blade, they knew what would happen.
But... they still figured out why they died?
………
"sister--"
The horse carried the two of them into the entrance of the village. Fang Jie called out first, flipped down from the horse's back, and rushed to the fence at the entrance of the village. He pulled the wooden railing to close. On the downhill, two black-clad iron armors had rushed over. One ran and hit the wooden railing directly, holding on to the wooden railing, and holding on to the other, holding the knife in both hands and chopping towards the young man inside the wooden railing.
Fang Jie gritted his teeth and pushed the door outward. He knocked his other hand with a knife, and then slashed it with all his strength. His arms, which were already a little weak, were also sore and trembled, and his vision was shaking a little.
Suddenly, a crackling sound came from behind him
A figure in red suddenly rushed over. She rolled up a circle of black ripples in her hand, then swung in the air, and the black shadow that flew in the air and turned down. Then a sound seemed to be the sound of cloth tearing. The person who swung his knife glared in front of Fang Jie, then fell backwards to the ground with a dull sound.
The black python rolled over again, passed through the unclosed gate, wrapped the remaining man around his neck, and then slapped the whip in the woman's hand, twisting and pounced on the whip like a wave. A simple crack sounded on the neck of the man in black, and a piece of neck bone suddenly pushed out the flesh.
As soon as the man died, Fang Jie felt much more relaxed.
Fang Ruyi helped him close the door, then brought a wooden pillar to hold the wooden bolt.
She took a few steps back and asked, "Are these people from Dongchang?"
"Nonsense, organize everyone to resist." Fang Jie wiped the blood from his face and headed towards the crowd. He gasped and shouted: "Those are all from the government. They want to snatch the genius doctor's things and said they want to kill them all. We can't just let them kill them like this."
"My cousin is right." Fang Ruyi came over with an anxious look on her pretty face, "As long as they don't let them enter the village, Fang Jie and I can open a way out for everyone."
The siblings mobilized and encouraged everyone not to surrender. As long as they lasted until dawn, they would definitely escape, because there was a branch of the Ming Cult at the edge of Taihu Lake. As long as they ended until dawn, there would be a way.
Several men among the villagers were also moved. They might have been bandits wanted by the government outside. They had no choice but to settle their home here. They were caught up with someone at the moment, so they would not be willing to give them to their heads. They took out the wooden sticks, hoes and other farm tools from the house, and cooperated with the savior-like siblings to make up for the leaks. Even so, they looked at the torches and the faint light of swords that surrounded the fence.
They also looked at them with nonchalance.
If you keep here, you will definitely do it. Fang Jie tried to pose evenly with his breath. He was a little arrogant before. When he really went to fight with others, the people from the East Factory were not as easy to be killed and dispersed as ordinary officers and soldiers. Instead, they rushed over without fear of death. Moreover... He remembered the iron-faced man who fought with him. His martial arts skills were excellent. If he had no old injuries, he might have defeated him.
He gritted his teeth, obviously still unwilling to accept it, and wanted to get another shot after healed the injury.
Fang Ruyi came over at this time, looking at the enemy who was already close to her, she said, "Do work... the sticking methods that Uncle Wang and the others handed over should be able to resist for a while..."
They were talking, but they didn't know that Yu Hanzhong, who had been standing there like a sculpture after entering the village, lowered his eyes, clenched his fists and trembled all over, muttering silently, breathing up and down. He stared at the siblings, full of resentment.
Immediately, he walked towards Mulou and secretly picked up the knife that he usually cut medicine and put it in his sleeve. Then he looked at Mulou, where his father and two daughters were on it, it should be safe and must be safe.
Yu Hanzhong thought this way, slowly heading towards the conversation brother and brother, then speeding up, and the knife cutting herbs that shrank in his sleeve fell on the palm of his hand and held it.
It's close, four steps.
I also noticed someone approaching there and turned my face.
"Uncle Yu, are you in trouble?"
One step, raise your hand.
"What are you doing?" "Rareless!" The siblings spoke at the same time, moved their hands and whipped them away. The knife that cuts herbs in Yu Hanzhong's hand was directly knocked out.
The silent man's eyes turned red and he roared: "Pretend good people... dozens of people here are going to be killed by you."
The roar exploded in the village, but then, outside the village, tiger claw hooks were thrown over and hooked on the fence. Hundreds of people pulled each other from all directions, crackling dozens of times. The fence broke and suddenly, like petals blooming, revealing the stamens.
The entire village was exposed to the East Factory without any defenses.
"What's going on... I'll follow Uncle Wang's teaching..." Fang Ruyi stood there in a daze, looking at the black-clad iron-clad man who was congested from all directions.
However, the solemn atmosphere had already enveloped the entire village. Fighting and shouting came from behind the villagers. Looking from Fang Jie's location, there were already people from the East Factory rushing through the fence and storming the crowds, killing several old and weak who hurriedly came to their senses.
Then there were more killings. The men who had originally stood up independently rushed up with farm tools and fought desperately with them, but before they could sweep out the equipment in their hands, they were rushed forward and slaughtered with one knife. Then they gathered together, screamed, feared, and scattered around like crazy, and ran away.
Some young and strong men who had not yet died in time were stabbed into the back of their necks by the people coming from behind, cut them down, and then pulled the bun, tearing the whole head off the neck, throwing it into the chaotic and panic crowd, creating more horror.
At this time, the ground had already flowed into a river, covering the originally refreshing ground, and blood was spreading over the sky. During the chaotic time, half of dozens of people had been reduced. The remaining ones were alive, stepped on the bloodstains and pieces of relatives and friends, and were driven away, chased, and then captured alive.
When all this happened, the siblings and brothers were surprised for a moment. After chopping and slashing several guards from the East Factory, they rushed into the wooden building and pressed against the wooden door. From the curtains, they saw how the villagers were massacred and tortured, and they burst into tears and gritted their teeth.
Behind them, the two little girls who comforted the old man, were no longer sad when he saw his son's head being cut off in chaos.
With a wooden look, the old man stroked the top of the two little girls' heads and said, "Take these two children out. There is a natural cave in the water tank downstairs, so it should be possible to go out."
"Grandpa Yu, what about you?"
"Me?" Yu Chongzhi kissed the cheeks of the two little girls, then pushed them over and sent them to Fang Jie and Fang Ruyi and his siblings. Perhaps the old illness had not been cured, or the new illness came again. He slowly walked to the dilapidated desk, with something written, and was also talking.
"I don't want to leave. I'm old and can't walk anymore. When I was young, I read books and wanted to be the literati who helped the world. However, I was still one step away from the literati. Later... I started to study medicine to save people, thinking that this would help the people. According to my original intention, I did something. Today, I still want to write down the prescription... to save people."
But, his pen stopped on the paper with force, his whole body trembled, and the voice came again, "You and brother... are good at heart... but their thoughts are deviated..."
"well--"
The old man suddenly sighed and sat there.
Fang Jie went over, and the old man still held the pen with a peaceful expression, still standing still. He pulled the paper and took a look at it. His expression changed, but in the end he put it back to his original position.
It says the prescription of Duyang Huayu San, but unfortunately it has not been finished.
Then, outside the wooden building, two buzzing sounds broke through the window, rotated, and stirred up. Fang Jie knocked open the two small swords, kicked the wooden door and rushed out. A man in white clothes stood downstairs, with his eyes squinted, his face looked like peach blossoms, and his mouth seemed to be filled with smiles and mocking. He gently raised the sword in his hand, and two silver lights were embedded back.
The tone was faint, "Submit the prescription."
Chapter completed!