Chapter 155 Turmoil

Author: Yao Jishan

Chapter 155 Turmoil

Since that night, the sound of the whip has become the most terrifying sound in the world. At this moment, even though they are extremely frightened in their hearts, the Li slaves are struggling to move forward amidst the crisp sound, just like a group of people being tied up and being driven.

The cattle and sheep entering the pen were completely unable to resist.

"Ghost-"

A scream suddenly erupted, Lian'er's body trembled and her footsteps stopped.

The slave exorcists also heard the scream and were all shocked. However, their hearts were as strong as iron, and they soon became cold again. One of them saw that Lian'er dared to stand still.

When he left, he immediately raised his whip high with a fierce look on his face and struck Lian'er on the head.

At this moment, the noise outside the shed suddenly broke out like a tide, and exclamations and screams sounded one after another, mixed with the sounds of chaotic footsteps:

"There are... dead people under the boat!"

"I see hands!"

"It's a water ghost! The water ghost is coming, run!"

"Look! There's something under that boat too!"

"What's going on?"

The sudden chaos quickly spread inside, and a commotion gradually broke out in the shed. The slave driver who raised the whip hesitated slightly, and his movements were slightly sluggish. The tip of the whip almost brushed Lian'er's scalp and flew past, frightening her legs to weaken.

Sit down on the ground.

However, the slave exorcist no longer cared about her at this moment, grabbing the whip and looking around blankly.

The noise outside became louder and louder, some were shouting, some were screaming, and after a few breaths, the sound of soldiers fighting and horse hooves could be heard, and the screams became more and more harsh.

The Great Shaman, who had been chanting with his eyes closed, was finally awakened by the noise, opened his old eyes, and looked outside the shed.

He was standing at the exit of the black shed, so he could see the situation outside. Seeing this, the servants of the gods also stretched their heads and looked outside. Some people asked the people next to them softly:

"What's going on outside?"

Taking this opportunity, several brave Li slaves quietly pulled off the black cloth on their heads and took a peek.

Lian'er is one of them.

She was so frightened that she fell down and caused everyone in front and behind her to sway, but she avoided the sight of the slave exorcist. At this time, she saw that the commotion outside was getting louder and louder, and it had obviously attracted everyone's attention.

Pay attention, she also took advantage of the chaos to lift up the black cloth covering her head.

At this moment, a soft whisper suddenly passed through my ears:

"Back to the bullock cart."

The clear and cold voice was like ice breaking jade, which shocked Lian'er's heart. When she suddenly looked back, she saw only a few messy human legs in front of her. Where was anyone else?

She wrung her fingers uneasily, and then she was surprised to find something in her hand, which was apparently handed over by the person who had just spoken, but she had no idea when this happened.

"Hoola", a strong wind suddenly rose, blowing off the black cloth on her head and blowing away a ray of skylight.

In an instant, the river was filled with lights like stars, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the riverside was full of people fleeing in all directions. Many people were running towards the black shed.

What happened?

Lian'er subconsciously clenched the objects in her hands, feeling a rough touch on her palms, and a chill on her fingertips.

Dagger? Dagger?

She had a vague understanding in her heart, but her mind was still stuck in the moment when the light suddenly came out, staring blankly ahead, her body was stiff and unable to move.

"No! The shed is going to collapse!"

I don't know who suddenly roared.

Lian'er was awakened by the sound, and raised her head in panic, only to see that the black corridor above her head was indeed shaking greatly, and the bamboo frames used to secure the locks around her also made a "squeaking" sound.

The Black Shed is really going to collapse.

"Get out quickly!"

Several servants of the gods shouted in unison, dropped their golden staffs and ran to the great shaman, dragging and hugging him to escort him to the exit. The leading priest also flew out and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It was not until this moment that everyone finally understood what had happened. The slave exorcists immediately waved their whips to drive away the slaves who were blocking the way. Relying on their freedom of movement and having weapons to clear the way, they all rushed towards the exit. How could they care about this anymore?

The life and death of humans and animals.

"Come here, please bring the great shaman on board."

On the tall ship, Mang Tai stood solemnly at the front of the deck, surveying the whole dock from a high position. His eyes paused for a moment at the black shed that was about to collapse, and a cold feeling crossed his face.

For some reason, the tent cloth that looked like it had been torn by the bamboo frame, and the black shed that seemed to have been blown down by the strong wind, gave him a strange sense of familiarity, just like the scenes at the outing party a month ago.

appeared before my eyes again.

Wouldn't that day be like this now, where everything seems to be unexpected, but everything is calculated?

Aqis!

Mang Tai's hand behind his back stretched slightly, as if he wanted to grab something, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

But he quickly suppressed this emotion and said in a deep voice: "Let's go to another hundred-man team. The front team will go east and the back team will go west to separate these untouchables."

After saying this, he pressed against the railing with one hand. The wolf head tattoo on his forehead was full of fierceness and iron-bloodedness, but his expression was extremely indifferent.

It's just that the people crowded nearby are in chaos, and it's far from the point where troops need to be sent to suppress it. Even two centurions are too many.

Soon there was another wave of people on the pier, and the intimidating power of the heavy armored cavalry was indeed extraordinary. The people were all silent and did not dare to run around and shout anymore.

As for those shepherds and black sheds, they were much more obedient than ordinary people. Many people had already run back to the bullock carts on their own. The black shed was originally fixed on a bamboo frame and was not heavy. Even if it was pressed down, it would only be

Just a minor injury.

"Commander, all the bodies have been recovered." A guard came over to report, and then lowered his voice and said, "It seems to be Zak Shan."

Mangtai looked at the pier and saw that the situation was under control. The chaos was only caused by people near the river bank seeing the corpse. More people were unaware of this and were still on the river bank or watching the river lanterns.

Or worship the river god.

"Go and have a look." Mang Tai said solemnly, turning around and looking at the height of the ship, he saw Wang Kuang slowly walking down the gangway.

Today, he rarely wore a pair of dark green arrow sleeves, fast boots, and a leather belt around his waist. His clothes were very simple. However, the calm and composed demeanor on his body was not covered up. On the contrary, he was calm and calm, like a Confucian general.

the wind.

"Sir, come too." Mang Taiyuan was waiting for him. When he saw that he had indeed come, he invited him.

"That's what I meant." Wang Kuang smiled slightly and shook his head at Mang Tai imperceptibly.

Mangtai knew what he meant, and was slightly surprised in his heart, but it didn't show on his face. He said "Sir, please" and then moved to the back cabin of the building boat.

This high-rise ship is moored sideways at the pier. From the shore, the situation on the other side of the ship cannot be seen, but it also avoids the prying eyes of many unrelated people.

At this time, the small boats used by the commander-in-chief to pick up distinguished guests had been gathered near the back cabin. On one of the small boats were two male corpses, both of which had just been fished out and were still dripping with water.

Mangtai looked closely and saw that the clothes of the two corpses were all in tatters. It was obvious that they had been soaked in the water for a long time. The exposed skin was white and wrinkled, and the head and face were bruised and swollen. There were fish wounds in many places.

Traces of gnawing.

There are a lot of threads, so I have to write them one by one to explain the whole situation clearly. Then the perspective of this plot may switch more frequently, so forgive me. In addition, there is still only one chapter...
Chapter completed!