Her blood-stained eyes were wide open, and she suddenly sat up from the pile of straw from somewhere, grabbed Xiao Lingyue's arm: "You are really from the court...
The court really came to kill those beasts? Really?"
The woman's hands were terriblely thin, with almost only bones left. She held Xiao Lingyue's arm tightly and almost pinched her fingers into her flesh.
Xiao Lingyue groaned in pain.
Zhan Beihan strode over, pressed the woman's shoulder, and shouted coldly: "Let go!"
"Fight Beihan!" Xiao Lingyue was shocked, "Don't scare her..."
Unfortunately it's too late.
The woman screamed when she was touched, and she suddenly shrank back. She curled up in a ball, holding her head in horror: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I know I'm wrong! I know I'm wrong!" She seemed crazy
The same.
The token fell into the straw pile.
Zhan Beihan was stunned.
Xiao Lingyue patted her forehead, sighed, and reached out to push him back: "She is emotionally unstable now. You stand aside and don't talk. Can I ask?"
"Are you sure she looks like this and can still ask questions?" Zhan Beihan said with a frown.
"Yes, she is not crazy yet." Xiao Lingyue could see it.
Middle-aged women have just been tortured for a long time, have a little bit of consciousness, and have a strong stress response, so they can't bear the fright.
Although it's not crazy yet, it's not far away.
I don't know what she's going through.
The generals of Beihan are skeptical.
Xiao Lingyue ignored him and walked back to the woman, squatted down, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, no one wants to kill you, calm down!" She tentatively reached out her hand and pressed the woman's trembling shoulders.
The woman looked up at her tremblingly, tears hanging on her withered and swollen cheeks.
"It's really okay. We won't hurt you, we just want to ask you something." Xiao Lingyue looked into her eyes, picked up the token and put it in her hand.
"The court did not ignore you and sent us here just to save you. Be calm and talk to me well, and I will know how to help you..."
Under Zhan Beihan's strange gaze, the frightened woman actually calmed down slowly.
She looked straight into Xiao Lingyue's eyes and asked in a hoarse voice: "...what do you want to ask?"
"Are you a commoner who was captured and raised up the mountain? How long have you been to this bandit camp?" Xiao Lingyue asked softly.
"I am from Shuitou Village and I was arrested and went up the mountain... for three years."
It's been so long?
Xiao Lingyue frowned slightly, but the longer she had time, the more things she knew.
“How many people have been captured like you in the past three years?”
The woman shook her head: "There are too many, I can't count it..."
Xiao Lingyue: "Are those people still alive? Are they still in the clerk?"
"Some are dead, some are gone, some are not sure where to go, and I don't know if they are there."
After answering several questions, the woman's mental state became much more stable and her eyes gradually became clear.
Before Xiao Lingyue could ask, she took the initiative to say, "I was caught up to the mountain with the people in the village. Our village is not far from Hulang Mountain, and was looted by those beasts..."
"The elderly in the village were killed, and everyone else was arrested. The girl and her wife's house were locked up in this yard just like me. The men and children were taken away, and I never saw them again...