Chapter 577 Chapter 577: Torn apart ten crows (middle) [ask for a monthly ticket]
Change? ? ?
Perhaps even the three culprits, Shen Tang, Gu Chi, and Jiang Sheng, didn't expect how big the change of the world would be.
A series of chain reactions spread from bottom to top, and finally, like a mountain avalanche, the alien forces that took countless painstaking efforts to unify the Shiwu Royal Court were scattered at once. Not to mention integrating strength and going south to invade, self-protection alone is enough.
With Lu Jue's reminder, Yu Zi has a heart for slaves like the horse-washing girl. Taking advantage of the time when the salt seller and the chief of the second tribe were asking for prices and paying back the money, he pretended to be wandering, and finally found a place to rest under the vigilant eyes of the tribe's residents.
She used the hem of her clothes as a fan to fan the wind.
Looked around looking for something, followed by a bright eye. He raised his hand and waved at a few female slaves who were milking the milk. The little mouth seemed to be smeared with honey, and he opened his mouth and called out loudly: "These kind-hearted sisters, can you share my drink?"
Yu Zi is not very proficient in Shiwu language. This is what she learned after following her uncle. Although she has a crappy and weird accent, basic communication is not a problem. In the words of my uncle, the lord's current foundation is flimsy and needs time to consolidate. She will have to deal with Shiwu in the next few years, and it is inconvenient not knowing Shiwu's language. Learning one more language is also one more skill.
Fearing that the other party would not understand, Yu Zi slowed down her speech, and even made gestures, pointing to her own mouth, indicating "dry mouth and tongue".
The female slave who is milking has a numb expression and dull eyes.
After Yu Zi repeated it again, they realized that they were talking to them. After that, they looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to agree. Because the milk produced by these sheep and sheep, and even them, are all the private property of the owner's family...
How can private property have the right to dispose of private property?
"I haven't had fresh goat's milk yet."
Yu Zi took out a small piece of broken silver and prepared to buy it with money.
"A few sisters will give me a bowl."
The female slave still shrank and did not dare to respond.
At this time, a dark-skinned and sassy tribal woman came. She yelled at several female slaves, whipped the whip in her hand loudly, and threatened, "You really have no eyesight, and you don't know how to entertain distinguished guests?"
Although the horsewhip did not fall on their bodies, the female slaves shrank their shoulders in unison and held their heads with their hands. The numbness on their faces was replaced by panic. The arched back tightened the ill-fitting Gesambu clothes, and the rugged outline of the back could be vaguely seen.
Yu Zi felt uncomfortable when she saw it: "I don't dare to be a distinguished guest... If it's inconvenient, just bring me a bowl of water..."
The sassy woman raised her chin slightly.
"It's not inconvenient, it's that these things don't have eyes."
Yu Zi stopped talking.
I am afraid that if I talk too much, the female slave will suffer more.
The woman took Yu Zi to a nearby tent to sit for a while. Yu Zi was thinking about how to get rid of her when there were a few arguing sounds from outside the tent.
The woman raised her thick eyebrows and went out with a whip.
Not long after, Yu Zi heard the sound of a whip whipping someone, accompanied by a few screams. The person who was whipped was speaking fast and urgently, and Yu Zi could barely hear most of it. The general idea is that he is a descendant of San Jinwu, and he will suffer retribution if he is beaten.
Naturally, the horsewhip girl didn't stop, but intensified. The scolding went from being high-pitched and angry at the beginning to weak and weak afterwards.
Yu Zi lifted the curtain and glanced at it.
Glaring bright red dripped from under the whip-scarred corpse of a slave who was dying, and one eye was burst by the whip, half hanging outside the eye socket. The corpse happened to be facing Yu Zi's direction, and the first shock made her feel strongly nauseated...
The whip girl said coldly: "Drag it down and feed it to the dog."
Yu Zi lowered the curtain.
The female slave brought fresh boiled goat milk.
"Thank you, be careful."
Pretending not to know what happened outside, he tilted his head to look at the exit of the tent, and asked, "Where's the girl with the whip?"
The female slave flinched.
The voice trembled in horror.
"I'm busy..."
Several slaves couldn't bear the humiliation of the tribal residents, so they pushed and pushed the latter, which caused their death.
"oh."
The taste of goat milk is not good.
Yu Zi drank slowly while getting close to the female slave.
She said a dozen or so sentences, and the other party only responded with one or two words. From time to time, she looked at Yu Zi vigilantly, as if she was going to harm herself. Helpless, Yu Zi had no choice but to touch her nose and pour out her secret: "Actually, I am the same as you."
The female slave looked at her puzzled.
"Actually, my father is also from Shiwu..."
The female slave naturally didn't believe it.
Yu Zi had no choice but to show her trump card.
She made up a pitiful and miserable life experience for herself—a "hybrid" with half of the blood outside the customs and half of the blood inside the customs. After finally becoming a nobleman, she wanted to find her roots.
It is said that the ancestors are from the lineage of the Great Golden Crow.
When it comes to emotion, tears come as soon as you say it.
The female slave was a little shaken.
Yu Zi made persistent efforts and said a few words about the content of the "ancestral inscription on the stele", which she picked out from the mouth of the salt dealer.
The female slave didn't respond at first, like a piece of wood, but when she heard the content of the "inscription ancestral instruction", her cloudy eyes lit up.
Yu Zi continued to export rainbow farts to "ancestors".
The female slave is completely convinced.
Yu Zi was overjoyed when she heard the words: "Really?"
"Yes." The female slave was proud and determined.
Even the hunched back straightened a little.
Yu Zi: "Then we are very close."
According to the ancestral precepts in the inscriptions, the fathers of the ten golden crows are all the same father, but their mothers are not the same mother.
Golden Crow's bloodline is the purest, born in the main family, and his mother is of noble birth. The other Golden Crows are all descended from concubines, and their respective mothers come from noble or humble backgrounds. Although the Jinwu brothers have a good relationship and advocate the equality of descendants, there is no distinction between high and low, and there is no difference between rich and poor, but their mothers are hostile to each other, and there are conflicts from time to time. This led to the Golden Crow Brothers also having a camp.
Well, the eldest and sixth are getting close.
Yu Zi was speechless about this.
She didn't understand one thing - you said that there are all gods and beasts, why are there mortal concubines? Mortals divide their sons and sons because of their limited lifespan, and the inheritance of the sons and daughters can reduce disputes between brothers and ensure the safe continuation and inheritance of the family and property to the greatest extent.
But, what is the fairy picture?
With the existence of a group of longevity and Tianqi, the descendants may not live as long as Lao Tzu—if the Shiwu is really the descendant of the Shijinwu, the Shiwu clan is the most typical example—what is the significance of distinguishing the descendants? Yu Zi felt that she had discovered a blind spot.
Then doubt the authenticity of the inscription.
But, no one thinks something is wrong?
Especially these slaves who have been squeezed to the point of seeing no hope in their lives are convinced of the content of the inscription.
The female slave in front of her is also one of them.
Knowing that Yu Zi is the same as himself, he has a natural affection and closeness to her. Yu Zi continued to work hard, making side attacks.
I don’t know, I don’t know, and I’m startled when I understand.
The slaves of this tribe are all supporters of the inscription.
There are even many "conscious" slaves who are looking forward to being resold to other tribes, so that more ignorant compatriots can be told that they are not lowly slaves, they are descendants of gods who truly inherit the legacy of their ancestors!
The current weakness of the Shiwu and the defeat in the war are not because the mortal enemies in Yongguguan are too powerful, but because the senior officials of the Shiwu who lead the war have abandoned the teachings of their ancestors, and then dragged down the entire noble Shiwu. They are all sinners!
Shiwu wants to continue to be noble, continue to be great, stand tall again on the pinnacle of the continent, and become the master of this world. The first thing to do is to pray for the understanding of the ancestors. Waiting for asylum to come down, how can mortals fight against these noble descendants of the gods?
As she spoke, the numbness on the female slave's sallow face was replaced by excitement and fascination, and her eyes were almost fanatical, showing a determination to dedicate everything. She said: "It would be great if it could be sold to other tribes...for Shi Wu, for the ancestors..."
Yu Zi held her calloused hands, excited like a cultist: "I think so too. So every time I go to business, wherever I go, I want to wake up more brothers and sisters... As long as you work hard, the ancestors will be able to help you." won't abandon us..."
The two deeply exchanged their experience in the inscriptions and ancestral precepts.
Time flies by.
The salt sellers have already negotiated a deal.
Yu Zi still has more to say.
Before leaving, I saw the female slave hiding in a dark corner, waving at her, her eyes were so clear and bright, as if silently telling Yu Zi not to forget the ancestral precepts. Yu Zi also responded secretly, and jumped into the car cleverly.
As soon as he turned his head, his face changed.
The salt dealer saw her seamlessly switching between the two emotions, and felt a little nervous. He quietly stepped sideways, trying to distance himself.
After reuniting with Lu Jue—
Yu Zi spat: "Such a fake thing..."
Why would anyone believe it?
Lu Jue substituted into it and could understand a little: "I probably know what's going on. It's like I used to live very hard and didn't want to live many times, but after I met my wife, I felt that those hardships had changed. Looking back, I didn't feel that How bitter..."
Yu Zi: "..."
Lv Jue led 800 warriors to attack the Shiwu camp at night last time. He made a great contribution and was seriously injured, so he stayed in Yonggu Pass. Yu Zi had more contact with him, and found that the latter was not very talkative on weekdays, except for one situation-the topic was related to his wife.
He can have fun all afternoon.
Anything can be blamed on his wife, outrageous.
Yu Zi pulled back the topic: "You mean to believe that the inscriptions and ancestral precepts can relieve the slaves' pain and have hope for life?"
"People are always willing to believe in things that are beneficial to themselves. True or false is secondary, isn't that the reason?"
"That's right, the words are not rough."
This time, the merchants went to a total of twelve tribes, and eleven of them had ancestor cultists. The remaining one was not without it, but they heard that the slaves of that tribe united and burned the "betrayal" By".
Many slaves took advantage of the chaos to escape.
The whole process was completely premeditated.
Although it did not cause too much damage, its appearance was like a horn of attack, giving the slaves hope, and at the same time detonated the anger of the slaves against the "betrayer". Gradually, small tribes who were oppressed also joined in...
The team is growing day by day.
It just so happened that the Shiwu Royal Court was in a state of desperation, and had no intention of meddling in these trivial matters. The momentary negligence and connivance caused this group to grow bigger and bigger like a snowball. From bottom to top, the entire Shiwu was disintegrated.
(ノへ￣、)
Heparin Sodium was opened in Wenzhou Fuyi. The clinic that was willing to help with the call was closed due to the prevention and control of masks. Shiitake ran to many clinics at night and even went to the local hospital, but they refused to give a call...
woo woo woo
I can do it by myself, the month is too old to do it, and it is difficult for me to do it with one hand.
Alas, life is so hard.
We can only wait for these five days to pass.
(end of this chapter)