quiet.

Very quiet.

This room originally used as a study room, was silent like death.

After a long time, there was still no reaction in the wooden barrel. The water soup was cold and the fog was gone. Through the light white soup, a lump of black could be seen quietly in the water...

Jiao Da's face gradually turned into a dead gray color, and his old eyes lost all his charm.

He kept murmuring silently: "Why can't you come up? Why can't you come up? How can you..."

The left hand numbly loosened its cuffs, revealing half of the iron handle wrapped in linen.

"Where is the third master?"

Xiao Jixiang looked straight at Jiao Dada with big eyes, and the sound from his tender voice was so hoarse.

She didn't even understand what happened. How could the good days, happy days, and the good third master suddenly become like this for no reason?

First, she was carried back like a paralyzed person, and then she was thrown into a wooden barrel and cooked in front of her...

What exactly happened?

Why did it look like this?

"Where is the third master?"

Xiao Jixiang raised his face full of tears and asked again, his hoarse voice became a little louder, and there was a slight messy commotion outside the door.

Jiao Da stood there as if he hadn't heard it, and murmured silently in his mouth: "Why can't you come up? Why can't you come up..."

He once helped the old man Ningguo do what he did to thirteen people like today, without exception, all of them came up.

Anyone who can persist in breathing, who can practice breathing to the point where he breathes, and there is no reason not to get up.

This is what the old master Ning Guo said, it will not be wrong, it will not be wrong.

"I'll ask you, where is my third master?"

Xiao Jixiang suddenly raised his voice and shouted at Jiao Da's hissing that was obviously confused.

The door was pushed open with a slam, and Bai He rushed in first. Behind him, Li Wanji, Hu Laoba, Liu Ganzi and other big men from the craftsmen all walked in with a serious expression.

"Xiao Jixiang, what's wrong with you? What about the Third Master? How about the Third Master?"

Bai He bent down and hugged Xiao Jixiang, who was already crying and was unable to stand up, and asked repeatedly.

But Xiao Jixiang could not answer, her eyes were filled with sadness and looked at the calm wooden barrel.

There was no more "gulu" bubble in the wooden barrel, and it was filled with her beloved third master.

The third master who always smiled and made her happy.

The tender heart seemed to be stabbed hard by a sharp knife. When the eyes turned black, Xiao Jixiang fell down. Before she fell into a coma, she finally screamed:

"Third Master!"

Seeing this, Bai He hurriedly hugged Xiao Jixiang and handed it over to the old man behind him.

Her face was covered in a wooden face and walked towards the wooden barrel step by step. Every time she took a step, a picture of her getting along with Jia Huan would appear in her mind.

"Now the radio is looking for people, now the radio is looking for people, Li Wanji and Hu Laoba's junior sister, Li Wanji and Hu Laoba's junior sister, Bai He and Bai He are here..."

"I was not going to tell anyone about it, but you are different from me. To be honest, that picture was drawn by a young student..."

"Bai He, you are my confidant in life and my partner of revolution..."

"Bai He, whether a person is inferior depends on whether she is self-esteem, self-love, self-reliance, self-respect. Some people have noble identities, but he is actually very humble. While some people, although the identity imposed on her outside is humble, she has self-esteem, self-respect, self-love, and self-love, then she deserves my respect..."

"Touch, just touch, really touch, I heard that some people are not round, but pear-shaped water droplets..."

...

Scenes of scenes flew away, and Bai He's beautiful eyes, like two strings of pearls cut off, falling silently.

There were two people standing beside Jiao Da at this moment, staring at him tightly.

He may not be able to commit suicide now...

Bai He forgot everything around him. After approaching the wooden barrel step by step, Bei Teeth bit her lip tightly, her hands that were not very white but very clean and smooth, trembling, but were very firmly stumbled into the water.

When her hands touched a ball of cold and slippery, Bai He trembled uncontrollably.

However, some women have sometimes more tenacious personalities than men.

At this moment, Bai He didn't think about it. The one in her hand might be a cold corpse. She was just thinking that it was her master, her third master, and her man...

The red lips turned white after being bitten, and then turned red again because the lips were bitten.

Bai He mustered up all the courage and strength and carried out the cold man in the barrel little by little.

Everyone's eyes were on the little man in her hands. At this moment, everyone hoped that this was just another joke the owner of the manor made to everyone. How I hope that the manor of the manor suddenly jumped out of Bai He's hand, pointed at everyone, raised his head and laughed, you were fooled again!

However, they only saw a pale face, which was soaked in water and boiled in water.

"Ah! Third Master... Third Master, Brother Huan!!"

Xiao Jixiang woke up at some point. At this moment, he opened his red and swollen eyes and looked at Jia Huan in Bai He's holding, shouting in a hoarse and tender voice.

This is the situation, this is the sound, and this is the sadness that will make people cry.

Li Wanji was like a thin tiger, with her originally calm yellow-brown eyes, now with a creepy and fierce light, staring at Jiao Da tightly.

Born in a place like North City, no one dared to cause trouble on the outside, but secretly, it was the most chaotic place in the entire Shenjing.

This sentence is not unreasonable when there are poor mountains and bad waters.

Confucius said that if you have enough granaries, you know etiquette. You will be in the mood to say etiquette after eating. If you are hungry, who cares about the bullshit etiquette? If you are anxious, they don’t even recognize the law!

If the Qin Dynasty had not been really strict, it would be especially true for the craftsmen to have low status. One chaotic situation would kill hundreds of people, or even a thousand.

Then Beicheng will definitely not be able to maintain open peace.

Where there is sunshine, there must be shadows, which is an eternal truth.

If you eat white food, there must be black food.

Bai He's father is a master craftsman, and all of his twenty-three apprentices are skilled.

In the eyes of some people, they are the most beautiful Yang Hu in the North City.

However, there are very few heroes in Beicheng who dare to attack Baishi people.

The reason is very simple. First, Li Wan has a chance. At least more than 80% of the money they made were not very rich, and he had to take charge of the officials in the craftsmen's low-level office, without missing any of them. This is why among all the craftsmen in the Beicheng City, the Bai family has never been forced to sell their daughters to brothels.

Second, Li Wanji dares to fight to the death, be cruel enough, be cruel enough to the enemy, and be even more cruel to himself.

It is precisely because of these two reasons that he was able to protect the 68 members of the Bai clan from being bullied by the murderers in the North City.

If they take off his clothes, take off Hu Laoba's clothes, or even take off the honest Liu Ganzi's clothes, they will find that they have countless wounds on their bodies, new injuries covering old injuries, and old injuries covering old injuries covering old injuries.

Knife, gun, bamboo pole, and even burnt fire, lime burnt...

All kinds of injuries are there.

A man, in that kind of place, wants to protect his family and his tribe, has no other way, he can only fight for his life.

This is also one of the reasons why few men in Beicheng can live until old age.

Originally, the tarsal curse was about to be removed, and they were about to climb out of the door of hell, step into the world, and even enter heaven.

But now it has been ruined by life.

Is this old man just ruining the life of the Third Master alone?

No, what he ruined was not just the life of a person, but the lives of sixty-eight people in the white craftsman, and the tragic fate of their descendants forever falling into Abi.

How can you forgive him if you have such a great grudge?

How can you forgive him?

"Bang!"

Jiao Da, who was tall, suddenly punched him and flew away from the ground, knocked down the bookshelf by the wall before landing in a mess.

However, Jiao Da was fearless and had no feelings, and his desolate face and empty eyes had not changed for a moment.

After seeing this situation, the angry Li Wanji frowned slightly, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and regained some rationality.

He could see that Jiao Da should not have harmed people on purpose. However, this was not the reason why he stopped. He stopped because the Jia family had not appeared yet.

After Li Wanji looked at Jiao Da deeply, he turned around and turned around and said, "Have you not arrived yet?"

A woman who was hugging Xiao Jixiang and couldn't help but comfort her quickly replied: "Mr. Li, you have already invited someone to ride a horse to invite Tongshengdo's doctor, but Tongshengdo is in the city..."

Li Wanji closed his eyes when he heard this, took a deep breath, then walked to Bai He, took Jia Huan from her hand, who seemed to have begun to stiffen.

Even though Li Wanji has experienced countless things, he could not help but feel sore in his eyes and shed a few tears when he looked at Jia San's lifeless pale face.

Although they have been together for several months, what Jia Huan brings to them is not only hope of survival, but also respect as a person.

Respect, what kind of grace is it for a lowly family, for a craftsman, for a person who has been instilled with sin and born lowly since birth?

It is not an exaggeration to recreate the kindness of kindness!
To be continued...