The full harem escape game

Chapter 464

But hearing what General Min said, he seemed sure that someone would come to rescue him.

Maybe there happened to be someone in the rebel army who was similar in build and dress to her now, and the environment in the prison was dark, so General Min admitted his mistake.

Just follow the plan, no need to hypnotize, and save a chance to follow your words.

Xia Qingyang got the location of the rebel army, stopped talking nonsense with General Min, patted his ass and walked away.

Half an hour later, there was another sound outside the door.

Min Jiang stared at the younger brother who really came to rescue him.

Brother: "Boss, Brother Du said he will find an opportunity to save you at the execution ground tomorrow. Let me come and step on the spot. I will let you know by the way, don't worry!"

General Min: Huh? ?Didn't you fucking come here just now? ! -
Now that you know the location of the rebel army, everything is easy to talk about.

Time was running out, so Xia Qingyang didn't stop. After he got out of the prison, he found an opportunity to get out of the city.

Just outside the city gate, I met an uncle driving a donkey cart.For the price of three catties of millet, Xia Qingyang asked an uncle to take her to Quemingjiao in a donkey cart.

"Young man, it's almost dark. Why are you going to Quemingjiao?"

"The family ancestor was buried there. Today is the anniversary of his death. I want to pay my respects."

"No wonder. Well, your family seems to have suffered a lot to be buried in Quemingjiao."

"What do you mean?" Xia Qingyang remembered the information she asked passers-by before leaving the city, "Aren't those buried in Mingjiao all soldiers who died fighting for the country?"

Eleven years ago, the first emperor was seriously ill, and all countries saw the opportunity to invade Dachun in vain, and sent troops to test it one after another.

During that time, the Dachun Kingdom was raging with war, not only Ren Yi, but even Ren Fu, who was still the prince at that time, were leading troops to fight.

The worst hit by the war was actually Quanling City——Since then, the five cities of Dachun Kingdom have their first impressions.

In order of distance.Xiazhou City is the closest to Beijing, and it is the most strictly controlled city under the influence of Beijing.

Luoshu City has just lost its lord and is in turmoil.

Chi Chuncheng is where Xia Qingyang and the others are now.

It is said that Quanling City was affected by the war 11 years ago and the people's livelihood is still in decline.

Ning'an City is Ren Yi's fiefdom.

It can be seen from this that Chichun City and Quanling City are the closest. If Quanling City becomes the main battlefield, then Chichuncheng's life will not be easy.

At that time, several tragic battles were taking place in the location of Que Mingjiao.

Due to the large number of war dead, after the battle, Que Mingjiao simply became a place dedicated to burying dead bones.In the words of a child who is not sensible, it is the dead man's slope.

Later, because there were often rumors of haunting and the like, people gradually didn't want to get close to it.

This is the history that Xia Qingyang heard from passers-by.

Uncle: "Hey, you still don't know about your own father's generation."

"I've lived in the capital since I can remember, and I haven't been back much."

This kind of lie, Xia Qingyang is now able to make it up.

"That's no wonder."

Night is about to fall, and the dark red on the horizon is about to fade away, returning to thick blackness.

The uncle flicked the whip to scare the donkey into speeding up, and said to her, "But think about it, if it's really just a place to bury dead soldiers in Mingjiao, why do the old people turn pale when they talk about it?"

"why?"

"Because what's buried here is not just the soldiers who died in battle! There are also more than [-] families of innocent people!! What a crime—"

Xia Qingyang's expression changed slightly: "11 years ago, what happened?"

"I don't dare to say that too clearly."

The uncle raised his hand, as if unable to continue the conversation.

Xia Qingyang understood, and said: "Uncle, I'll give you another two catties of rice, just tell me."

"Oh, it's not about food..."

"Five catties? Uncle, I really want to know what happened to my ancestors back then, please."

"Ahem." The uncle glanced at the big bulging package in Xia Qingyang's hand, "All right, for the sake of your filial piety, I'll tell you about it."

"Actually, this is Mingjiao. It didn't use those two words before. It was called Quemingjiao, which was the name given by the late emperor. It means... ah, yes, it means the song of birds. We, a big boss, I don’t understand. Anyway, the scenery in Quemingjiao is beautiful, especially in spring and summer, when the birds chirp so beautifully.

But 11 years ago, the war broke out.Alas, the situation back then was so miserable. I heard that all the cities were not peaceful, and they almost went to the capital.When the people above thought about it, it was not an option to just go on like this, and they wondered if Feng Shui had been bad in the past few years.After a calculation, hey, it really is. "

Bad feng shui?

It was the first time Xia Qingyang heard such a statement.

Rao, she collected a lot of information in the capital, came into contact with many stories along the way, and never heard of anyone attribute the war chaos back then to feng shui problems.

She knew that some stories were likely to be half-truths and half-false after being told, especially such stories about geomantic omens and ghosts. They should not be fully believed, but they could not be completely used as references.

"Later, some people said that human sacrifices must be held in several fixed places in Dachun to bring the war to an end."

"Human sacrifice?"

Xia Qingyang was startled, and suddenly felt a dark wind blowing from behind.

She turned her head to look, and found that they had come to a path that was completely deserted and could not even see the smoke from the kitchen.

The uncle still looked very calm, as if he had walked this road thousands of times: "Yes. You have to sacrifice the lives of living people. Quemingjiao is one of them. There are more than 100 families, more than [-] Humans were brutally killed just like that.”

Xia Qingyang understood: "Did you say that a battle happened here to cover up this matter?"

"Yes, and no. Because there were wars everywhere at that time, there were indeed enemies nearby. It's just that the matter of sacrificing living people was covered up by these people through the war."

"But it's only been 11 years ago, why no one has mentioned it now?"

"Because of fear. The war has subsided, but there are rumors that those who were sacrificed turned into evil ghosts, wandering around unwillingly. If anyone mentions Que Mingjiao, they will be tortured to the point of restlessness. There were a few strange things that happened back then, and people said it was evil spirits. After a long time, no one dared to mention it, and it was gradually forgotten."

Spread rumors of ghosts and gods to scare people?

This is the same as Yuzang Chisu and the bonfire fox - this is the trick she planned to use before.

The uncle slapped his whip and hit the dirt, echoing in the empty mountain path: "Tell me, is this fair? Those people deserve to die? Should they die so that others can live well?"

(End of this chapter)