Chapter two hundred and eighty fourth in the tunnel
After Zhang Xiaowu, Xia Ming, Wang Yanjian and others entered the tunnel, Hu Li whispered: "How do I feel a little uncomfortable, I always feel something."
"Oh!" Zu Gongmao took his buttocks as his butt, "Spit a sip, say you nonsense."
Hu Li rushed to the ground and vomited, and said: "I'm talking nonsense just now, I'm talking nonsense."
Wu Song immediately said to Cao Li: "Cao Manzi, make your people ready. Once you find that adults are dangerous, immediately kill them to save people.
It would rather be dead by your people, and I would rather throw your life there.
Although Wusong strongly supports the martial arts people responsible for the assassination, he is faintly worried about Zhang Xiaowu's safety in his heart. It is obviously more important to everyone than the life of the masters of the rivers and lakes.
Cao Li said without saying a word.
Xia Ming walked in the front, Zhang Xiaowu was second, Zhu Wushuang followed Zhang Xiaowu's behind, dragging his corner, Zhang Xiaowu said: "Pull the rope."
Zhu Wushuang said: "I'm afraid."
Zhang Xiaowu said: "I'm more afraid."
"Ah? Are you a general?"
"Of course, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid of darkness, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid you to drag my pants."
"Well--"
Everyone was happy, and the nervous mood swept away, but Zhu Wushuang was angry and anxious. Zhang Xiaowu repeatedly took several times.
When the Tower people saw it, do you think the corpse buried underground scams? "
Zhu Wushuang laughed and said, "Aren't you a general? Why are you so poor?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Is me? The more nervous, the more you want to be easier. You will not ask everyone if you write a suicide note?"
Wang Yanjian suddenly said: "Yes, we did not write a suicide note, regret, regret."
Xia Ming's hoarse voice said: "Don't regret, wait for a while we will rest, when the time comes, you can write a good testament."
In the authentic smell of earthy smell, every five people hold a lantern, everyone holds a rope, and the rope is tied to Xia Ming who is tied to the path.
After the step, there was a little fresh air. Here is an air -changing mouth, the size of a fist, and the ventilation mouth is hidden in a rabbit nest.
The small animals occupy the cave and become its nest.
After a moment of rest, everyone continued to move forward. After a pore change, I finally walked to the real exit for an hour. The north -authentic exit. Xia Ming, who was responsible for the lead, carefully opened the camouflage door of the exit.
When he climbed out first, he slowly climbed up the smoke stacks that covered the entrance. He lay on the top of the smokestone pile carefully and looked out.
Although it is already night, the outside is still dim but clear. The summer features of Saibei are the shortness of the dark sky, which is particularly long during the day.
When the winter of Saibei is the long dark day, and the time during the day is very short, which happens to be the opposite of summer.
At this moment, there are still light outside.
After a while, Xia Ming returned to report that the outside was safe. Zhang Xiaowu walked out of the tunnel and lying carefully on the pile of smoke (coal) to look out. Because the purpose of the tobacco storage was to warm up the barracks, the fire in the barracks was so the fire in the barracks room was so hot with the barracks of the barracks.
The room is closer. Due to the summer reasons, the pagoda people use tobacco to warm it, they will abandon here.
The Pagoda people like to live in the dome tent. The highest part of the tent is full of feet, living in it is spacious and comfortable, so that Zhang Xiaowu's "grave head" barracks are used as warehouses and cells.
With a group of female slaves for humans.
The female slaves of the Pagoda have two tasks.
It is higher than the female slave but lower than the girl. If the female or female slave is favored, the male host will formally accept the girl, the female slave, the girl and the daughter -in -law are all slaves in the eyes of the male owner, and are managed by the hostess.
The hostess of the Pagoda is the man's wife, and the custom of the Pagoda is that there can be only one wife. He must be a purely bloody pagoda woman.
Insert the wife to manage female slaves and children. If a man sees that his wife punishs the woman and Ji Ji, the man can only wait for the teaching of his wife to learn, and in the process, you cannot interfere with the wife of the wife.
There is a complete right to kill the female slave directly, and the maiden family besieged the man until the man admits it wrong.
Of course, not everyone abides by this rule and tradition. After all, there is only one wife, and there are many female slaves. Among them, there are many young and beautiful people.
More than a dozen subordinates and dozens of concubines have brought twenty female slaves for him to prostitution this time.
His tribes cultivated the population. The Pagoda people believe that only people are prosperous, and the family tribes can develop. From the perspective of the Pagoda people, female slaves are just an object, a fertility tool, they can be rewarded at will, or they can buy and sell and kill at will.
At this moment, a celebration was held in the Qiuzhuang. It turned out that Li Gaozu gave a female slave to the Ji Ji of Survi Lakeba. In the eyes of the Han people, this father's woman violated the young wife to be a little wife.
But in the customs of the Pagoda people, there are too many women who are strong. Who can't remember what this woman looks like to marry her son at all, and reward her female slave to Su Ricba.
It is the greatest love for son.
Maybe this is just an excuse. Everyone's excuses.
Xia Ming turned around and said: "Everyone wrote a suicide note and threw it into the tunnel. I have paper here, you can write it with tobacco stones, the smoke stone is black."
"You look up at the ghost." Zhang Xiaowu Road, when it was not yet out, everyone simply sat behind the tobacco stones and wrote a suicide note in various ways. Zhang Xiaowu still lay on the smokestone pile and looked out. Zhu Wushuang stepped on
Squeaking on the tobacco stones, Zhang Xiaowu booed, Zhu Wushuang walked carefully, and lay on the tobacco pile.
"Write a good testament?" Zhu Wushuang asked.
"Have you finished writing it?" Zhang Xiaowu asked back.
Zhu Wushuang said: "I have written it. I will let my grandpa and grandma have another daughter, because that will be my reincarnation. What about you?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "I won't write because I won't die."
"You always have someone you care about, right?" Zhu Wushuang asked.
Zhang Xiaowu smiled bitterly and whispered: "The person I care about no longer cares about me."