MTL - Banished to Another World-Chapter 574

"Get up, the sky is bright, why are you still sleeping, don't you die?"

The body was pushed and awakened from the silence. Music novels|

In front of him is a man with a beard and a face, a little familiar, slightly thinking, the other's name emerged from the depths of his mind: "祁源."

What is this place?

Severely sit up slowly and turn around to look at the environment.

This is a low and dark earthen house. The earthen house is about 30 square meters. There are two pillars in the middle to support the roof. On the side of the wall, a pile of grass is discharged, which looks like a bed.

Judging from the number of haystacks, it seems to have lived at least ten people.

"Not too fast!" Wuyuan frowned at him, with a resounding tone: "The war can't go, let me call you. You are really, the war is hurting you, I want you to sleep more, but you I can't really sleep so hard. Hurry up, they all live outside for a long time, you can't go out, wait for the slaves to come and see that you are lazy, and you have to beat you for the war!"

Strictly holding his forehead, it seems that something is wrong, he should not...

What should not be?

"Hey, got up." The soft, tender and familiar children's voices were introduced into the ears, and the Tuwu door swayed into a small, thin doll.

The little doll, about three years old, struggled to hold the hay higher than others into the dark earthen house and walked to the side of the silence.

"Dudu." Slightly distressed, and quickly picked up the little doll, naturally said in the mouth: "How come you go out to work so early?"

The little doll was so cold that it was cold and the lips were purple. The naked/exposed hands and feet were full of frostbite.

It was still snowing outside, but the baby was only wrapped in a worn animal skin that was lightly lost.

"My father said that he was ill, and Dudu gave him a lot of hay, warm." Xiaowa indented his father's arms and took the warmth.

Am I sick? After a careful and careful feeling for a while, I felt that I was a little weak, and my son’s small body broke into his arms, and the sense of emptiness that just woke up in his dreams immediately became real.

"Cold, see what you are freezing." He quickly rushed to his son and tried to keep him warm.

Wuyuan urged him again. "Come on, don't grind it! Yesterday, the third battle camp just sent a batch of beasts, waiting for us to break down the bones. Today we can't finish it. Everyone don't want to have food to fill their stomachs."

Strictly licking his face, holding his son with one hand, and pulling up the hay covered with his body, he wore a hooded animal skin with a middle hole, and the middle of the grass was tied with a rope. This animal skin is him. The clothes are also his quilt.

The cold wind poured in from the doorway, and he was so cold that he even shuddered.

The earthen house is simple and low, and it is made of mud and haystacks. But how can it be simple, it can also withstand the cold, and when you really get out of the door, you know how terrible the power of winter is.

Strictly tightened the skin of the body, holding his son, stepping on the snow barefoot, deep foot and a foot to follow Wuyuan.

Dudu was hungry and screaming, but he didn’t cry at the point where he was sensible. Maybe he was already hungry.

Strictly feel that it should not be so, how can he make his baby so hungry?

With his ability, even a slave can make his son full and warm! But... What is his ability? Why can't he remember?

No, you have to think about it! Strictly trying to think, he always feels that his ability to be forgotten is very important to him. Maybe if he can think of his ability, he can let himself and his loved ones live a good life.

He should not have such a day, should not!

There are a lot of the same earthen houses, arranged in rows and rows neatly in the snow.

In the distance, you can see a taller, stronger building, like a city.

"That is the new city of Moore?" Suddenly speeded up two steps to keep up with Wuyuan.

Wuyuan turned back. "Are you confused? Now that it is not called Moore New Town, it is called the bone city. Remember it, don't call it wrong!"

"Oh." Strictly and vaguely, it seems that there is such a thing, and then look at the building like the wooden village near the Tuwu, that is, the old city of Moore?

It’s strange that a disease makes his memory a bit fuzzy, but fortunately, people can still remember things.

The work site is on the edge of a lake.

He remembers that this lake was originally one of the holy places of Mogan. The water **** will accept sacrifices here, but now it has become a slaughterhouse and a cleaning ground.

Because it is living water, the lake is not completely frozen, and only a thick layer of ice is formed on the edge of the lake.

There are already many people working near the east side.

Someone is responsible for slaughtering the beasts that are being transported, releasing the blood and collecting them, and then passing the dead beasts to others.

The second group of people was responsible for the plucking of the dead beast bird.

The third group of people is cutting meat.

The fourth group of people's work is the most important and meticulous, and is the bone wash. Washing the bones includes removing the meat fascia attached to the bones, but it does not hurt the bone itself, which is very troublesome and hurts.

The work of the fifth group of people is relatively easy. They are responsible for classifying the cleaned bones that have been initially processed and then collectively using sacks.

According to the harsh and vague memory, these initially classified bones will be sent to the old city of Moore. There are apprentice apprentices who do the initial preservation of these fresh bones. These bones will then be picked by the orthopedics, and the grades will be sent to the top. The lower bones will remain in the old city of Moorish to the lower level. Refining low-level bones and bones, the magic bones of level 4 and above will be sent to the bone city.

"What's the hell? Is it frozen?" Wuyuan's drink rang in his ear.

Strictly returning to God, hey, where should he go to work?

Wuyuan looked at his confused look and frowned again. "Go to the big battle before you go to work... forget it, you come with me!"

"I really don't understand how the war will make you a partner. If you have a baby to die, you will have to live. After so many years, you will have two embarrassments. You will be sick for two days. You will have to do two livelihoods. It will also raise you to live, and if someone else does not eat you, it will transfer you to others!"

Strictly following him, he can clearly hear his embarrassment, maybe that is to say to him.

Two? So he has two children? There is still one……

Think of it, he does have a son, his eldest son, called Wu Guo, this year... strange, how old he is this year, why can't he think of it?

Severely patted his head and felt that he might be really confused.

Dudu saw that he kept tapping his head, and quickly extended his small hand to hug his head. He said with a milky voice, "I don't want to fight, it hurts."

Suddenly, my heart was soft, "Okay, don't fight."

Putting his son's cold feet into his arms, he couldn't take it out.

"War, people brought you, don't delay too much, wait a while, slaves are coming, don't let him see your family's laziness!" Wuyuan took people to the first batch of people who slaughtered the beasts. There, I said hello and left.

The original war thanked him and turned to look at his companion and younger son.

"Come here." The tall man who only had a leather skirt around his waist waved gently.

Suddenly looked up at the other side, suddenly felt that this person was a bit strange.

Familiar tattoos and eyebrows, the **** on the chin is clean with a bone knife, but there is a very clear and deep scar on the face. The red/naked upper body is more scarred, and the back of the muscle knot is all Cumulative welt marks.

Even so, the man's body is still strong. In this working group, his body is probably the strongest, standing there is as stable as a mountain.

The original corner of the eye was swept around, quickly picking up a piece of material from the belt of the leather skirt and slamming it into the palm of his hand. "Come on, I will give you some better at night."

Suddenly he lowered his gaze and opened his left hand slightly, where he was stuffed with a red stone.

No, it’s not a stone, it’s blood, it’s the freshest blood from the beast that has just been slaughtered.

These bloods are also useful to noble orthopedics, and you can't waste a little while slaughtering, let alone swallow them. It is almost impossible to get these blood that can replenish salt and energy in the summer, and only the cruel winter. When the slaves have not come, the daring slaves dare to hide and hide.

Strictly raise your hand and pretend to touch your lips, and put the blood into the mouth with the fastest speed. There is not much place on the body where you can hide things. You must eat it quickly before you find it.

The cold blood frozen into the mouth for a while before it opened, and the thick **** smell poured into the throat.

Severely endured the swallowed blood of the beast, and bowed his head to the son.

Dudu was very sensible, and looked up and quietly accepted the father's feeding, did not reveal a little bit strange.

In the original battle, he ate the blood, and his mouth floated a little smile. He reached out and patted his **** and whispered: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

He gave him a stern look.

The original whisper, the thick and rough big hand touched the edge of the animal skin, and the palm was still a little hot.

Someone was making a wretched laughter, and some people whispered: "Would you like to watch your 'work' when you are a big war? Last time you did a good job, he also rewarded you with a piece of meat, or you face him today. Again?"

The smile was over, the palms were retracted, and the palms were gently pushed down. "Go, you go to divide the bones. I said it to the slaves. You will work there first."

Strictly until now, there is still some unclear situation. His memory seems to have a little fault due to illness, and many things can't be remembered. But he believes in his lover, the other side let him go to the bones, then he will go.

Yan Mo just took the child away and heard the resentful roar of the original battle behind him: "Who would dare to mention that, I killed him!"

A few unscrupulous slaves immediately closed their mouths. No one here knows the slaves are lascivious, and men and women are not taboo. As slaves, the slaves here want to be tossed. I don’t know how many slaves have been ruined by him. The slaves have long been stern, but because the original war was tight, the slaves failed to succeed several times.

Strict and good luck, was guarded, but the original war of defending people was sinned, and the slaves were punished in various names. Most of the whiplash and burns on the body originated from this.

Last time, the slaves were saved by the original war because they wanted to be insulted. They were deliberately insulted and humiliated under the anger, letting them be like a savage in public.

For the original war and the sternness of being captured by the big tribes, such public insults may be more painful than killing them, but for other slaves, they only saw a piece of meat reward after the original battle. .

If they are not slaves, they will not be rewarded in this way, but they will be looked at and what they have.

Severely slap his head again. This kind of memory, no matter how long it used to be, can ignite all his anger with a little thought. This is the biggest humiliation in his life. He still remembers the mood at that time. He couldn’t wait to kill the slaves, even the original war!

"Oh." The voice of the little doll is full of worry about his father.

Strictly and reluctantly smiled at him, the smile on the frozen face was very weird. "Oh, nothing, baby, don't be afraid."

Most of the people responsible for the bones are the elderly and children, and Wuyuan is also among them.

At the beginning, it was strange that Wuyuan, a good and strong man, would be assigned to work here. Seeing many people working and asking him how to split his bones, he knew the function here.

Wuyuan saw him coming in and reached out to a bunch of bones that had just been sent. "You are responsible for the pile, ask me if you don't understand."

Strictly wipe away the frozen nose and hold his son to the bones.

The focus of the split bone is to bring together the same kind of bones of the same beast, and the individual ones are placed separately, while picking out the scars and broken bones.

Suddenly put down the toot, the pile of bones in front of him is more fragmented, not only can not find a complete skeleton, but also relatively small.

"Oh." A black, thin little boy ran from the bones.

"When the source is really bad, how did he give you the bones, these little bones are the most distracting!" The little boy began to help to carefully pick the bones.

Strictly seeing this little boy at first glance knows who he is, this is his eldest son, Wu Guo.

Dudu also crouched down the bones, and found the complete bones from the inside and put them in the hands of the little boy. "Brother, give."

Wu Guo touched the head of the little doll and taught him to recognize the bones.

Watching this pair of sons timidly, his eyes turned into water.

Wuyuan’s gaze came over and seemed to condemn the strict laziness and let his son work for him. He yelled at Wu Guo and asked him to go back to do his own work. Wu Guo ignored him.

Wuyuan did not control them after two sounds.

Strictly think: Wuyuan is probably also a hard-hearted one.

Wipe the frozen nose again and squat down on the bones.

"Hey, you haven't come to split your bones for a long time. I teach you that these bones are rabbits. Let's find out their skulls first. This is better, then find their leg bones..."

Listening carefully to the eldest son's commentary, he reached out and dialed the bones.

I don't know if Wu Qi's explanation is effective, or if he had done a similar job, his hand just touched the bone, and the strange feeling left.

Wu Guo is still explaining, and he has quickly divided the piles of bones into several piles with three points and two points.

Wu Guo: "...you are so good!"

Strictly watching the eyes of the two sons, I couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"Oh." Both children screamed in their stomachs.

Suddenly, I asked them, "Did you come to work without breakfast?"

“Breakfast?” The two children seem strange to the word.

Wu Guo put it to the side of the ear, whispered: "Hey, you whispered, this morning my father didn't get something to eat for us, you forbear."

Listening to the eldest son’s words, my heart is not a taste. Listening to his son's meaning, they often seem to be unable to eat breakfast? No, maybe they may not be able to eat a full meal a day, no wonder they are so thin!

Why did you turn your life into this? I can't figure it out.

Why don't you resist? Why do you want to be oppressed by the slaves and the bones?

Just thinking of the slave, the slave came.

This, as usual, was wearing a thick animal coat, carrying a whip, followed by two bone soldiers, and slowly patrolling the slaves. If you see who is lazy, or who sees who is not pleasing to the eye, going up is a whip.

Strictly listening to the screams and pleading continually, I couldn't help but look up and look at the direction of the voice.

The eyes are unfortunately opposed to slaves.

The slaves saw the silence and let go of the slaves who were beating, and walked quickly to this side.

Strictly in the heart, whispered Wu Guo with a beep and quickly left.

Wu Guo did not hesitate. This kind of thing is not the first time. He knows that when he stays with him, he can not help him. He can only become a drag on him. It’s not that the father came over, I’m afraid I’m going to have a big loss.

Wuyuan also saw the move of the slave, and his heart slammed, and had to get up and take the initiative to meet the slave.

The **** sternness, the appearance does not say much good-looking, it is more like Zhou Zhenghe Ying Ting, but his temperament at first glance is completely different from all slaves and savages. If you do not deliberately cover up in the slave group, it is really conspicuous. It is no wonder that the slave has coveted him so far!

The slaves opened their feet and ordered the soldiers behind them to grab them.

The bone soldier glanced at him and grabbed his tight arm and dragged him over.

Strictly want to resist, want to struggle, but the bones of the bones are as tight as the iron hoop.

Strictly dragged to the slave, the bones pressed him down.

Strictly reluctant, he was beaten on the back with a knife, and he almost vomited blood!

Why am I so weak? Why do I even resist two bone soldiers? Screaming in the heart, the disappointment and anger that was hit by reality rose at the same time.

The whip stretched over and provoked his chin.

Strict and angry, and feel funny, when did his priests reach this point?

Priest? Is he a priest?

Strictly trying to follow the temporary flashing memory clues, I heard the nausea of ​​the slaves ringing over his head: "Is it finally figured out?"

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The author has something to say: Even today's share, a total of three chapters, the latter is being written.