"High energy ahead (

After the boathouse was struggling, it slapped the river water, hitting the boathouse connected to it, and made a soft bang.

But I don't know if it was afraid of making a movement, which attracted the attention of the supervisors. There was obviously someone in the boathouse next door, but he did not dare to say a word. Compared with the hot drums and shouts ahead, it seemed to be a dead silence.

Several women in the cabin were in tears, waiting fearfully for the turbulence of the ship to calm down.

The screaming white cat gradually calmed down under the patience of the woman.

After everything was quiet, the woman holding the cat continued:

"After General Zhang retreated to Shenzhuang, Li Guochao led his troops."

Everybody knows that Shenzhuang is rich in the world.

The people here are rich, and the city is full of food and money.

"Besides," the woman holding the cat suddenly said something that surprised Song Qingxiao:

"Li Guochao was also instructed by experts that Shenzhuang is an excellent place to raise dragons. If you conquer this place and become the emperor here, you can build an impeccable foundation, and your blood can be passed down for generations and generations."

When Song Qingxiao heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"So half a month ago, Li Guochao's team besieged this place."

Since Li Guochao’s work has been up to now, although many people have been attracted to flee with their families in the early days, this group of people is just a mob. Li Guochao has to promise not only to promise to share the field and food, but also to maintain such a big deal. In addition to burning, killing and looting, don’t be helpless.

After a long time, the people complained that he was desperate, and he was bound to take down Shenzhuang.

"There is not much food in the team, and Li Guochao is extravagant."

He was born in poverty since he was a child, but he pretended to be the king of heaven and was unwilling to be poor for a lifetime.

Once gaining power, living in poverty and desperate desires.

Most of his subordinates like him. They spread out and wasted food, and besieged Shenzhuang for half a month. With the shortage of food, the hearts of the army have been dissipated.

"So since two days ago, the fighting has become more and more intense, and some people have begun to discuss killing the sisters of the Red Camp in order to tide over this difficult period."

Therefore, the candidate slave concubines in these boat houses regard the red camp as a hell, and the power of these patrols responsible for supervising the slave concubines is unimaginable.

They control the life and death of these women, and a word can make them fall into hell.

Everyone secretly wanted to fight for favor, striving for a chance to be favored by Li Guochao, entering the yellow camp, and becoming a human being.

But at the same time, he was afraid of making too much noise, which did not attract Li Guochao's attention, but attracted these extremely difficult supervision patrols.

"The person you killed was originally very backed." The woman holding the cat fell on the corpse that Song Qingxiao had trampled on her feet, revealing a look of disgust and hatred, but mixed with fear:

"He has relatives, who are close ministers around Li Guochao, and the whole family is valued--"

Now that he died on this ship, if someone finds it out, I am afraid that the entire shipyard will be affected.

She didn't say the rest of her words, but everyone else obviously thought of the consequences and couldn't help but start sobbing softly.

The women who had been talking bitterly with each other when Song Qingxiao came in did not quarrel anymore, and the atmosphere of despair began to spread in the cabin.

The youngest woman hugged her knees, shrank herself into a ball, and said with a cry:

"I don't want to enter the red camp, I don't want to enter the red camp—"

"I am the one who served the king."

"There are so many people who have served the King. The King has long forgotten who you are. Otherwise, why would you not be appointed as your wife and let you live in this ship?"

The women didn't make peace for more than a minute, and they started attacking each other again.

When the youngest woman heard this, her eyes flushed with anger:

"It's better than you, people are old-fashioned, something that nobody wants..."

The woman holding the cat sneered at this scene with a bit of irony in her eyes.

"Stop arguing, do you want to attract people again?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the women who were still arguing suddenly fell silent.

But after a while, it still seemed to be very unconvinced:

"Isn't it to blame you? If it weren't for your meowing, how could such a big movement be caused?"

"Yes!"

"According to me, people can't live anymore these years, let alone feed the cats with frugality? It's better to kill the cats and share the food and fight with the teeth. It can not only fill your stomach, but also eliminate disasters..."

"Shut up!"

As soon as the woman holding the cat heard the idea of ​​the white cat raised by her, she lost her calm as if she was hit by the scales.

Everyone started arguing with each other. Although they lowered their voices, their expressions were ferocious and fierce, and their words were vicious, as if the other party was their own enemy.

They actually knew that Song Qingxiao was the one who really attracted the supervision of the inspection.

She even killed the man, she was the one who caused the trouble.

But as soon as she came, she showed that she was strong and restrained the women, which made the women dare not to blame her at all, and even turned up the old account during the quarrel, and did not mention her, which made Song Qingxiao a little speechless. .

"Okay, stop arguing."

She scolded, and she had previously wished that she could not kill the other women with her eyes and stopped immediately.

"This is the Yongqing River, grab the corpse and throw it into the water."

When the women heard this, they were taken aback:

"Throw it into the river?"

Song Qing nodded slightly, the woman holding the cat hesitated:

"Will no one find out this way?"

"Who will find out?" Song Qing gave her a small look before asking back.

The recent war has been unfolding, and there are countless corpses in the river. One was thrown in and mixed into the pile of corpses, unconsciously, as long as everyone kept silent, it was impossible for anyone to notice this.

"But, but..." the youngest woman stammered: "This person has an extraordinary background, and his relatives are close ministers around the king——"

Before she finished speaking, Song Qingxiao showed a faint smile:

"There are so many people on board."

There are more than a dozen boats in these women’s boathouses alone, not to mention three camps of yellow, white, and red.

If you want to manage so many people, it's not something that can be done by one person.

According to the so-called relatives, at most they would use their identity to pretend to be more convenient, and it is impossible to pay attention to this life and death everywhere.

"What's more," she stepped on the corpse with one foot, her legs diverged, her upper body tilted down, and she looked at the tearful girl who was kneeling on the ground:

"Relatives are also useful or not. When a person is alive, this person is a relative, and when he is dead, it is just a corpse."

The broken hair fell from the sides of her cheeks, casting shadows on her cheeks:

"During the war, so many people died every day, one or two people were missing, no one would even notice it."

Song Qingxiao's words are extremely tempting, especially for the few women desperate at this time, they are more like a life-saving duckweed in despair:

"As long as you don't say anything, no one will know that he died here."

She softened her tone and coaxed:

"A few of you took the body out, quietly threw it into the river, and then came back to clean the place. Even if someone will investigate afterwards, but the river washed his body away, who can find out?"

At that time, everyone will have a share of the corpse. This matter has become a secret in everyone's hearts. Each other will be tight-lipped and will naturally be in peace.

Several women were tempted by her, and even felt very reasonable when they heard this, and couldn't help but nod their heads again and again.

The look of the woman holding the cat changed slightly, as if she was a little surprised, but also a little sad and regretful, but this emotion quickly disappeared and turned into a hint of excitement.

"In this case, we need to act quickly."

Holding the cat in one hand, she walked over to the head that was twisted off by Song Qingxiao, gritted her teeth and lifted the head holding the hair.

Surprise still remained on the human head's face, as if he hadn't expected that he would die so soon in Song Qingxiao's hands.

"Faster……"

In fact, she was still a little scared. The cat in her arms was watching her lift the head, making a stern cry of "meow, meow".

The woman's hands kept shaking, causing her to not even hold the cat tightly, but still clinging to the white cat, fearing that she would lose it if she let go.

The other women were very scared. I don’t know if it was because of the fear of throwing the corpse, or because of the residual fear of this person. Even if they agreed with Song Qing’s novels, no one dared to pluck up the courage to move the corpse. Qing Xiao stepped on the corpse under her feet.

Even though the woman holding the cat urged, a few of them cried blindly, bit their lips and shook their heads, and did not dare to get up.

"At this time, no one can help you." Song Qing elbows her thigh, coldly looking at a few desperate women:

"The only one who can help you is yourself."

Her words were so cold that the women were helplessly weeping again.

"The more indecisive, the easier it is to be discovered."

She tilted her head and clearly saw the panic in the girl's eyes:

"It's better to do it earlier, there is still a glimmer of life."

After Song Qing finished his novel, the woman holding the cat lowered her head, pressed her cheek against the cat's head, and held the human head in one hand, without making a sound.

"You are human beings, not so-called munitions." Her tone was calm, but what she said made several women who were still crying startled:

"It is your misfortune to live in troubled times, but even so, there are ways to live. If people don't treat you as human beings, you need to treat yourself as adults even more. Remember that you are not only numb and confessing your fate."

She stepped on the body under her feet, smiling:

"You see, he is not as terrible as you think. In fact, he can also be knocked down with a single blow and is very vulnerable.

What frightened them was the system of bullying women established by Li Guochao.

He suppressed the will of these women and made them lose their resistance.

I would rather hate each other, but can't give birth to the courage to fight to the death.

They monitored each other, both victims and supporters under the Li Guochao system, and they spoke fiercely between each other's hands, but they refused to work together. This kind of fate is more terrible than anything, and it corrodes the hearts of these women.

Until this time Song Qingxiao accidentally broke in and broke this strange balance.

"If he doesn't die, you will be caught by him and thrown into the red camp."

And now that he is dead, if someone finds out, the worst result is just the same-"If that's the case, why don't you fight for it?"

Song Qing's words gradually pierced the hearts of several women, causing the women who were originally afraid to start to shake, with a struggling expression on their faces.

"Let's do it." Song Qingxiao sighed softly, "You carry the body out and throw it into the river. If it is discovered by someone and the matter is revealed, I killed the person anyway, and it has nothing to do with you. At that time, all crimes Push it over my head and will never involve you."

When she said this, the women suddenly seemed to be relieved of their worries, and they were very relieved.

"Now, come and carry the corpse."

Young Song Qing saw their reaction in his eyes, and couldn't help pursing his lips, then kicked the body under his feet.

The women are still a little scared, but fortunately they no longer cry as before.

After a while, the youngest woman mustered her courage and crawled towards Song Qingxiao.

After she moved, several other people also moved, tentatively grabbing the arm of the corpse.

After death, the body is extremely heavy, but this heaviness cannot be compared with the fear in the hearts of a few people.

Once the women decided to do something, there was no way out, and even with all their strength, they lifted the headless body.

The woman holding the cat raised her head and glanced at the people, then glanced at Song Qingxiao in a daze, her eyes flashing like a gleam of water~lightnovelpub.net~ Sister Qiao'er to see if there is anyone outside. "

After deciding to do this, several people finally recovered their peace, one of them called the woman holding the cat somewhat uncomfortably.

The woman holding the cat is obviously not accustomed to being called that way. She replied with a twist, lifted the curtain and took a look, then whispered:

"no one."

The boat was leaning on the river, and there were boat houses on both sides, but fortunately, the women in other boats did not dare to go out easily, for fear that the bad ‘rules’ would cause disaster.

Therefore, no one dared to probe out for such a movement from a few people.

The corpse was picked up by several women, and threw it into the river with a ‘poof’.

I saw that the corpse was quickly swallowed between the rippling water, as if the shadow that had always been shrouded in the hearts of the women was scattered with the corpse being thrown into the water.

The woman holding the cat vented her anger and threw the human head into the water.

In the sound of splashing water, the reddish river waves swallowed the head, and the river water impacted the head down and quickly disappeared.

"It turned out to be that simple?"

The woman holding the cat threw the head of the person, her face still pressed against the cat, and murmured.

Her body was shaking like everyone else, but she couldn't express the relaxed meaning in her words.

"How difficult can it be?"

Song Qing's small voice rang from behind them, and several people were taken aback and turned around in a hurry.

"The hard part is just breaking the fear in the heart and taking the first step, not the process of doing things."

As long as the barriers that I set up for myself are broken, everything will naturally be much easier.

When the women heard this, they were startled, and the woman holding the cat lowered her eyelids and hid the expression in her eyes.