The high priest was particularly angry when he saw his deputy covering his bloody shoulder, and roared: "Who is it? Who dares to hurt my people?"
The deputy's whole body was wrapped in an airtight black cloak, and her long and fine hair fell out with her movements, making her whole person very soft.
Her voice was clear and cold, as if there was no emotion at all.
"Master, this caravan is unusual. They have a very powerful marksman. She has a very powerful weapon. She can fire arrows one after another, catching people off guard."
A sharpshooter? A weapon that can shoot continuously? The high priest's heart suddenly became hot. If they could get such a magic weapon, wouldn't they be able to do anything in the future?
"Come here!" The high priest's face was painted with exaggerated makeup, and his original appearance could not be clearly seen. The makeup was eerie and there was a dark scorpion at the end of his eye.
Seeing her hesitation, he called her name very unpleasantly: "Bing'er?"
After hearing the name, she finally stood up and walked towards the high priest sitting on the throne. She stood in front of him with an expressionless face.
This action made him very satisfied. He gently stroked the long hair that escaped mischievously, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it.
But his other hand was resting on the arrow inserted into his shoulder, with a strange smile on his heavily made-up face.
"Take it off." The command was given in a tone that could not be refuted.
A moment later, a body full of scars appeared in front of him. He looked at the wound on her shoulder with obsession, and the arrow was still scratched on the wound.
The surrounding area was swollen and turned purple. The high priest actually used his tongue to lick the blood flowing out of the wound. The wound was blocked by arrows and the blood flowed less and less.
He was very dissatisfied when he saw that there was no more blood flowing out, so he actually used his hand to shake the arrow that had penetrated the flesh. He did not pull it out, but shook it in a circle.
Cold sweat gradually began to flow from Bing'er's forehead, and a painful expression began to appear on her expressionless face. Her brows were furrowed, but she gritted her teeth and remained silent.
The hands on her side were tightly clenched into fists and she kept holding back until he was satisfied before letting go of the hand shaking the arrow. At this time, she had fallen to the ground weakly.
"This is the punishment for your mistake. If you go to the snake cave yourself next time!" the high priest licked his lips with his bright red tongue, licking up the remaining blood, which made him look even more perverted.
"Yes, Master, I will definitely not make a mistake." She knelt on the ground respectfully, Miaoman's body was fully visible, but she seemed to be unconscious, letting her body be exposed to the eyes of others.
The high priest smiled with satisfaction after seeing her express her loyalty to him in the most submissive manner. He nodded her head with his toes and said in a benevolent tone: "Go back and let Yang'er take care of the evening."
"Thank you for your mercy, Master." Bing'er did not put on the black robe that was thrown on the ground, but walked out like this. There were many guarding men around. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at her, even from the corners of their eyes.
Peripheral vision.
After returning to the room, she fell to the ground in a daze. The cold and hard ground gave her a sense of comfort.
"Miss, what's wrong with you? Oh my god... wake up, you have a fever!" A thick black maid burst in from the door, wearing a shabby dress that was so dirty that the original color could not be seen.
Bing'er took a deep breath and said, "Erya, bandage me, quickly! Use that medicine!"
That is the best medicine for gold sores, but the side effects are very serious, the pain will increase tenfold, and of course the recovery speed will be the same.
Erya held the tray with tears in her eyes and used all her strength to lift the person up from the ground. She felt heartbroken when she saw the swollen wound.
"Miss, what... what should I do? Why don't you call the doctor?" She was about to go out when Bing'er grabbed her and said tremblingly: "No, just do as I tell you!"
"First pull out the arrow, then dig out the piece of flesh, and then pour the medicinal powder on it. Don't hesitate. The minute you slow down, the minute it will hurt."
Erya had treated her injuries many times, but this time was something she had never experienced before. Holding up the knife, she could not make a move. She cried, "Miss me, I can't bear to..."
Bing'er snatched the dagger from her hand, put it on the fire to roast, and then quickly pulled out the arrow...
The sharp dagger scratched the red and swollen skin, bit by bit digging out the mashed flesh around it. If the shoulder was not dug out, it would be useless.
When the powder was sprinkled on her, her whole body trembled. The scarf in her mouth oozed bright red traces, and the flesh in her mouth was bitten.
After the bandage was finished, she was completely exhausted, like a dying fish, gasping for air...
"I'm hungry, prepare something to eat for me." Erya ordered weakly, and walked out of the room with red eyes.
She was very excited when she was left alone, and she knew the time had come to get out of here.
Although the wound still stung and had not healed yet, she gritted her teeth and walked out, put on a new black robe, dodged all the guards and disappeared into the bamboo forest...
At this time, Su Yining began to arrange various simple mechanisms.
This time, large iron pots were used. A long-handled bamboo pole was tied to the large pot, and a bracket was added to form a simple catapult.
The bed board of the carriage was dismantled and cut into a suitable size to serve as a shield. All the cloth on the carriage was shredded into strips. The trouser legs, cuffs, and neck were all tied with strips of cloth to reduce the exposed skin as much as possible.
This can effectively prevent you from being bitten by venomous insects and snakes, and you can protect yourself as much as possible.
At this time, the sky had fallen into darkness, and the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the forest.
"Crunch, crunch" is the sound of stepping on dead leaves.
The person was dressed in black robes from head to toe. Her appearance was unclear, but judging from her body shape, she should be a woman.
"Who are you?" Su Yining stopped the person next to him who was about to attack. The time for this person's arrival was not right. The sneak attack last night was just before dawn, when people are most sleepy and tired.
Bing'er didn't say anything, she just took out something from her sleeve and threw it over, then she disappeared from their sight in a few flashes.
To prevent it from being poisonous, Su Yining dodged it with a jump without using his hands to catch it.
This is a parchment, it looks like a map?
Li Chuan stepped forward to check it, and finally picked it up after confirming that it was not poisonous.
"This is a map! It's the prevention and control blueprint inside the Black Miao Village! What does this person mean? He actually gave this to us? Is it a trap?"
She grabbed the drawing and looked at it with certainty: "This shouldn't be a trap. After all, no one would spend several years drawing a picture and then use it to deceive us! You can see that the handwriting here is very green, it should be the first
I didn't draw well the first time, but I started to become proficient when I got here..."
Looking at the departing figure, I thought to myself: "Maybe there are other poor people trapped in this Black Miao Village."