Crossing the famine, the special agent peasant girl blows up one by one

Song Yanfeng inquired for information everywhere and finally learned that the ghost grass might be in the Jungle of Despair, so he ventured out to explore.

But when he accidentally entered here, he inexplicably lost his internal strength and was captured by this group of foreigners. He was unable to display his martial arts and was tied up in this cave and tortured.

He once escaped from the cave, but he was caught before he got far and was inevitably whipped.

When he saw Qu Qiuning for the first time, he saw the confidence in the woman's eyes, and at the same time, there was a hint of heroism, which was very special.

The woman he felt was confident was now carefully avoiding the patrolling guards and walking towards the direction of the light.

It turned out that behind the cave, there lived a foreign tribe, with wooden houses one after another and a lamp hanging in front of each door.

Judging from the size, there should be more than 200 households. I never thought that there is such a group living deep in the jungle.

When Qu Qiuning saw the majestic house in the center of the tribe, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Crouching down, he sneaked into the yard under the cover of night.

As soon as he entered the yard, Qu Qiuning felt a sense of tension. The old woman and the maid were carrying wooden basins and trotting in and out of the small courtyard on the west side. The painful screams of a woman could be heard from the courtyard.

Qu Qiuning squatted along the wall into a dark corner, listening attentively to the voices coming from the small courtyard.

The door opened with a creak. "Chief, this is bad. The young lady's fetus is in an abnormal position and is having a difficult birth! Should we save the adult or the child? Please decide, Chief."

An old woman's panicked voice reached Qu Qiuning's ears. Qu Qiuning moved his ears and moved towards the small courtyard so that he could hear more clearly.

"Save the child. You must save the child," the old man said decisively in his hoarse voice.

"Dad, no, you can't give up Qin Lan, you can't!" A man knelt in front of the old man, begging bitterly.

The woman giving birth inside was the one he loved deeply. How could he watch her die? He would rather die himself than watch his wife leave alone.

"Kun'er, as the eldest son, you must consider the overall situation. Do you want to kill all the members of the family?" the old man spoke again.

"Dad, please, save Qinlan!" The man kowtowed continuously, hoping that his father could save his wife.

"Dad wants to save him, but there's nothing he can do! The day after tomorrow is the centenary sacrificial ceremony. Without the blood of a newborn baby as a guide for the lanterns, the entire clan will be punished and nothing will be left of their bodies!

Kun'er, do you want this thousand-year-old protection to be destroyed by you and me?

The spiritual lamp must continue to be lit, and Daddy begs you to let all the people in the clan go!"

As he said this the old man also knelt down. He couldn't bear to watch his entire family die, and he couldn't let down his ancestors.

The man stood up, pulled out the big knife from the guard beside him, and put it to his neck.

"Dad, if you don't agree, then your son will die with Qin Lan."

“Kun'er, stop, put it down, put it down quickly,” the old man was so scared that he quickly opened his mouth to stop him. Kun'er must not die, he is the hope of the whole clan, without him, the orthodox bloodline of the Hidden Clan would be cut off.

He had few children. His second son had a high fever when he was young and became a fool. If Kun'er died.

If the Hidden Clan does not have the blood of authentic newborn babies to use as lamps in a hundred years, the entire clan will be doomed to be exterminated.

“Kun'er, listen to your father. Let's wait for another three incense sticks. I'll ask the midwife to do her best.” The old man could only calm his son down first.

“Granny Li, you must do your best to protect the adults and children, otherwise our Hidden Clan…” The old man felt powerless and collapsed on the ground.

"Chief, I understand!" The old woman lowered her eyes, turned into the house and closed the door.

Qu Qiuning got the information he wanted, stood up and left quietly.

Be careful to avoid patrols along the way and return the same way.

When Qu Qiuning returned to the cave entrance, the two guards were still snoring, one louder than the other.

Qu Qiuning stepped lightly over the guard and walked into the cave. He walked lightly to the door of the cell where Pang Ya and Cheng Yi were imprisoned and opened the wooden door.

Just as I was about to go in, I suddenly thought of the man on the wooden rack, so I looked up.

As a result, her eyes happened to meet the man who was staring at her.

The man's lips were cracked and bloody, and it seemed that he had not had any water for several days.

Qu Qiuning regained his composure, walked gently to the man in white, and fixed his eyes on the man's face.

The man also met Qu Qiuning's gaze and looked at Qu Qiuning.

Qu Qiuning took out a bottle of glucose from his sleeve, unscrewed the lid, stood on tiptoe, and put the bottle mouth to the man's mouth.

Song Yanfeng stared at Qu Qiuning and opened his mouth slightly. When a sweet taste slid from his mouth to his throat and then flowed into his stomach, Song Yanfeng felt extremely relaxed.

So he drank the liquid that flowed into his mouth in big gulps.

After finishing a bottle of glucose, Qu Qiuning put the bottle into his sleeve, but actually put it back into the space.

Qu Qiuning turned around and walked back to the cell, closed the wooden door, and locked the iron chain again.

He took out a piece of bread from his sleeve and handed it to Cheng Yi. Cheng Yi took the bread, but his eyes were always on Qu Qiuning.

Ever since Qu Qiuning walked out of the cave, his heart had been hanging in the air. Now that he saw that she was safe and sound, Cheng Yi finally felt relieved.

But when I saw her feeding water to the injured man, my heart began to feel sour and uncomfortable again. What was wrong with me? This feeling had never appeared before.

Qu Qiuning put the bread close to Pangya's nose, and the aroma of the bread filled Pangya's nostrils.

Fatty opened her eyes, climbed up, smiled, snatched the bread from Qu Qiuning's hand, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

She was so hungry, wow! yummy.

He finished one in just a few big bites, and Qu Qiuning caught his unsatisfied look.

Qu Qiuning took out another one from his sleeve and handed it to Pang Ya. Pang Ya took it embarrassedly and was about to speak when she was stopped by Qu Qiuning.

Qu Qiuning sat aside and took out some bread to eat. She didn’t know what happened to Qu Xinglan, so she had to leave here quickly.

As the day dawned, the exchangers arrived.

"Li Er, how is the young master's wife?"

A guard asked anxiously. They were on duty here and were very worried.

"Damn it, we're probably all going to die this time. The young master's wife had a difficult birth and hasn't given birth yet."

The guard who came to relieve the guard lowered his head and sighed.

"Alas! Young Master, is the life of our entire clan not as valuable as his wife?"

"Alas!" Sighs reached Qu Qiuning's ears.

Qu Qiuning walked to the wooden door and shouted at it.

"Hey! Brothers, is there anyone giving birth at home?"

The four guards turned around and saw Qu Qiuning standing there. He was thin and small, with a dark face and ragged clothes.

"What's it got to do with you? Stop making noise, or I'll kill you!" a guard yelled at the top of his voice.

Qu Qiuning smiled and said, "It's really none of my business, but it's none of your business.

I know a little about medicine, especially the unique treatment methods for women's childbirth.

If you guys can trust me, I will definitely keep the mother and child safe."