Chapter 1 001: Distribution
“Don’t pretend to be dead, get up!”
Drowning, Shen Tang felt like someone kicked him.
The kicking was not enough, the opponent also cursed.
【MD, who kicked me? 】
She curled up her calves in pain and weakly opened her eyes.
The world in front of you seems to have been removed from the veil, changing from a matte texture to a high-definition tempered one.
【What happened? 】
The pain that was about to explode made her take a breath of air and stared blankly at everything unfamiliar in front of her.
【Who were you drinking with last night? 】
It seemed that during the second half of her drinking, the editor called to urge her to write a manuscript, so she had to hold on to her drunkenness to get the brush...
There was more that she couldn't remember no matter how hard she thought about it.
But for sure, it definitely shouldn’t be like this!
Shen Tang secretly pinched herself hard until a clear tingling pain came from that skin, shattering her luck.
When I saw my unfamiliar hands, four words popped into my mind——
She has traveled through time!
It also means "traveling through".
【I just don’t know whether he died of drinking or staying up late to finish the manuscript. 】
The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. It was as if a villain was beating her inside with a hammer, which made Shen Tang stop in a hurry.
“Eat quickly, and then you can hit the road.”
She was covering her head to relieve the pain, and the sunlight above her head was blocked by a tall figure.
The visitor was wearing a pair of straw sandals stained with dark brown mud, and casually threw a palm-sized pancake with a burnt and rough surface. The pancake fell on the muddy ground outside her skirt. Shen Tang didn't care whether he would eat the muddy pancake or not, and just gave it to the next person.
The next second, a hand came to her side like lightning.
Grab the pancake and shrink it back.
Shen Tang slowed down a beat and could only look over suspiciously.
The person grabbing the cake was an unkempt woman. She was holding the cake in both hands and stuffing it into her mouth, like a starving ghost reincarnated.
Afraid that Shen Tang would snatch it back, he didn't even pat the mud on the pancake. After a while, he stuffed all the small pancakes into his mouth, and at the end he sucked the pancake foam from his fingers as if he was still unfinished.
Shen Tang: "..."
I don’t know how many days this person has not cleaned up. His hair, which should have been dark and shiny, is knotted with oil. If you look closely at the exposed hairline, there is still a pile of hair. The layer is yellowish and sticky. If you smell it carefully, you can still smell the weird stench coming from her body - a bit like stinky socks and heather that have been stifled for three to five weeks and pounded together to get juice - the only thing that can be taken out is that one Significant facial features that cannot be concealed even by dirt.
Shen Tang reasoned with her in a good-tempered manner: "Madam, that's my cake."
The woman seemed to be deaf, and ignored her. She kept licking her lips and savoring the taste of the pancakes.
At this time, Shen Tang noticed that the color of the knuckles that the woman had sucked was a few degrees different from the rest of her hands, and her throat spasmed and rolled uncontrollably.
She is a germaphobe, but she suffered from this kind of visual impact at close range and subconsciously felt physical discomfort.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a change in Shen Tang's expression. The woman was worried that this fool would go crazy and beat her, so she moved her butt in the opposite direction.
It was okay not to move, but Shen Tang also felt a pulling sensation when he moved.
She lowered her head and looked at the source of the pulling feeling in her waist - it was a very thick hemp rope. It was this hemp rope that seemed to be tied to several grasshoppers, connecting her body with women and other unkempt women of different ages. Together.
Looking up and looking around, all he could see were old, weak, women and children, both men and women, wearing coarse linen prison uniforms and looking tired.
There are also about a dozen young men in relatively uniform clothes, with sabers hanging on their waists, standing guard and watching people.
Occasionally, his eyes would glance at the beautiful young female prisoner and he would pause for a while.
This, this——
Was it that a big family committed a crime and was taken to the execution ground to cancel their household registration?
It may also be on the way to distribution.
The difference is nothing more than whether one dies early and is reborn early or dies late and is reborn late.
【GuluGuluGulu】
The hungry Wu Zang Temple began to make trouble at an inappropriate time, and the sound was so loud that even other people could hear it. Shen Tang raised her hand to cover her slightly cramped stomach. Hunger made her salivate continuously.
The more you swallow, the more obvious your hunger becomes, and it is too strong to ignore.
Shen Tang frowned inwardly, and could only distract himself from the torment of hunger - within sight, there was a prisoner who ate too hastily, and the pancake was dry, so he choked. He kept beating his chest to try to get the pancake stuck in his throat to go down, and his face gradually turned blue.
No one is surprised.
I neither came forward to pat him on the back, nor handed him water.
He kicked his legs hard and tried to crawl towards the man dressed as an official. He stretched out his right hand with all his strength to ask for help, but until he died, his right hand fell weakly. The latter had no intention of saving the man. After kicking his feet, he found that the man had really died and there was a mouth in his mouth. He muttered: "Bad luck!"
Withdrawing the dagger from his waist, he bent down and cut off the skin on the man's right side near his ear, and threw it into a dirty cloth bag.
Shen Tang: "..."
"It's time to hit the road!"
"Stop!"
"Get up, don't let me whip you!"
The prisoners put on the heavy shackles again.
The shackles of the female prisoners are small, weighing about thirty-five pounds, while the shackles of the male prisoners are more than one size larger, weighing not less than 80 but also 50.
The dozen or so young men in uniforms urged and kicked the prisoners who failed to respond. If he still can't get up after being kicked, he can just use the whip. The force is very strong. When the whip comes down, there will be a bloody trace a finger wide, which is shocking to see.
Shen Tang walked silently with his head down, trying to find the memory related to this body.
The result was unfortunate.
Not only did she not get into the subsistence allowance of the time-travelers, she also lost the memory of the original owner of the body, her own home was also stolen-in addition to knowing that her name was Shen Tang, she also had a pen name called "Youli". I was drawing and eating, and I was afraid of being pushed by the editor, and all other memories are blurry! ! !
Peeking at the prisoners and the officers guarding the prisoners, he secretly sighed: [Unlucky, this is the beginning of hell, right? 】
It’s really unlucky that his mother opened the door for him, so unlucky!
No matter how you start, your life is the most important.
Did you choose to escape midway?
Or choose to follow the team to their destination and then wait for an opportunity to escape?
At present, neither option seems optimistic.
Hurrying under the scorching sun, several prisoners fainted and died on the way. It was not until the sunset dimmed the sky that they were allowed to rest where they were for the night.
The officials gathered together to build a fire, took out the dried meat from their bags and cooked it in a pottery urn, then sprinkled with a little salt to make a pot of broth.
Shen Tang reacted quickly this time and saved the cake.
Sit down on the ground, chew the hard and cold pancake carefully, soften it with saliva until it is almost soft before swallowing, and focus on the official who is talking in a low voice. Although the content of their chat was very fragmentary, they could barely piece together some information.
These prisoners belong to the same family.
The surname is Gong, the young and old in the clan, even the servants and maids, were all captured.
It is divided into three waves and taken to the destination in batches.
The men went to the frontier to work as coolies in the army, and the women were sent to Xiaocheng Jiaofang.
The team Shen Tang is in is the second batch, mostly female family members and maids from the Gong family. Among them are the most senior old feudal lord, several young ladies in their prime, and young and beautiful concubines. , children of different ages, and the rest are servants and maids.
She estimated that her body was either a maid or an heir.
When you pinch the bone age, it looks like eleven or twelve.
The man has tattoos on his face, and the woman has tattoos on the back of her ears.
If the prisoner died halfway, the face or ear with writing on it would be cut off as evidence of his head.
She raised her hand and touched her ear, and sure enough she felt a scabbed blood clot behind her left ear.
Shen Tang: "...Gan!"
A new book is on the way, and I am asking for recommendation votes after a long time.
7.15, start again.
(End of this chapter)