Nanming Engineer

Chapter 3 General Li Laosan
Hearing the sound, a group of young monks rushed away in a hurry, and ran to the street, enduring the pungent bloody stench, and lifted the corpse with the door panels removed from other people's doors one by one.

Chen Ergou and the short monk wanted to help Wang Huan up, but Wang Huan shook his head and stood up by himself. He just lost his will at the moment of life and death, his head was blank, his body was not injured, he will be fine when he recovers .

He never expected that the person who saved him would be a Qing soldier. Although he was a Han soldier, in just a few days, he had seen how those Ming soldiers who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty treated fellow Han people. The common people of the Ming Dynasty were no better than the Manchu and Qing banner soldiers, and even went as far as they could. They killed people, looted property, burned houses and looted land. That's called professionalism.

So in comparison, this Han soldier named Li Laosan was a different kind. Wang Huan looked at him silently and bowed in his direction to express his gratitude.

Although what he said to Li Yan just now was very light, Wang Huan heard it very clearly.

From what he said, this man still had some national integrity, and he didn't seem to be a shameless traitor.

"If there were more people like this in this era, maybe China would not fall into the darkness of the next few hundred years." Wang Huanxin said, the decadent rule of the Manchu Qing brought China into a semi-colonial quagmire, making the dignified China a As a later generation college student, Wang Huan was extremely indignant about a sleeping lion being bullied by the great powers.

So not only to save his own life, but also for Li Laosan's words, Wang Huan felt that he should also bow.

Li Laosan happened to look this way and saw Wang Huan's actions, but he didn't take it seriously, thinking that the monk was expressing his gratitude for saving his life, so he waved his hand casually as a response.

But he didn't know that at this moment, Wang Huan felt a surge of hope. "Since I can't die, it's God's will. Maybe the gods let me travel here, not to send me to die. There are still many people like Li Laosan in this era. Manqing is not yet stable. Maybe I can still die." Do something!"

Wang Huan straightened up, took a deep look at Li Laosan, pulled up the coarse cloth around his neck to cover his face, turned around and mixed in with the young monks, and carried the body away.

This small street is not long, and the shops and residents on both sides of the street are not high-end courtyards, but small shops and ordinary houses of ordinary people. There are no big families and rich shops, and there are not many rich people and residents.But even so, the small street did not escape the robbery. After the attack, there was hardly a living person left on the street. Many houses were set on fire and smoked, and the lying corpses were all over the ground, stained red with blood. The blue stone streets are like hell.

Under such circumstances, the work of the young monks was much simpler. Under the command of the soldiers, they removed some wood, intensified the fire of an already burning house, and directly carried the bloody corpses on the ground and threw them into the fire. In the fire, it was incinerated on the spot, saving the pain of handling.

Tian Xiong led a few soldiers to walk ahead, holding a spear, walking through the corpses, and when he met a man who was still groaning, he immediately cheered, and then they stepped forward together, and smashed the man with a spear Poke until the man dies.

"Wahhaha, here, here, come here, there are still people here who are not dead!" Tian Xiong yelled again, and several soldiers immediately surrounded him laughing and joking, as excited as if they were watching a big girl.

Then there was a scream, accompanied by the laughter of Tian Xiong and the others, resounding in the sky.

Li Laosan and Li Yan sat far away on the threshold of a house at the end of the street, watching the scene in front of them coldly.

Li Yan spat on the ground with a "Bah!", his eyes almost burst into flames, staring at Tian Xiong with wide eyes. If eyes could kill, Tian Xiong would have been killed hundreds of times by him.

Li Laosan's eyes were slightly closed, his eyes and nose were looking at his heart, and he sat without moving, as if he turned a blind eye to everything on the street, as majestic as a clay bodhisattva.

However, the pair of big rough hands on his knees trembled uncontrollably, and his eyelids twitched, revealing that his heart was turbulent, and his excitement was struggling under the strong suppression of reason.

Wang Huan, who was busy far away in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, kept sneaking attention to every move of these two people, so he naturally had a panoramic view of this scene.

With a twitch in his heart, a bold idea lit up in his mind like a light bulb. The sound of "snap" made him excited all over. The movements of his hands couldn't help but slow down a bit, his brain turned sharply, thinking about the feasibility of this idea .

"Hey! What are you doing, little bald donkey over there, taking your time?" A Qing soldier stamped his spear on the ground and started to curse.Wang Huan quickly gathered his thoughts, stabilized the door panel in his hand, and started running with a bang.

The smoke of wolves is like pillars, and the setting sun is like blood. On this day, Yangzhou ushered in the night in the midst of massacres.

After carrying the dead body for a day, the young monks have already become numb. To them, the dead and the living are just the difference between breathing and not breathing. Anyway, there was no master to supervise them. After being driven back to the firewood room in the temple by the Qing soldiers, they fell to the ground one by one, and fell into a deep sleep exhausted.

Naturally, the Qing soldiers would not give them food.

Wang Huan was leaning against the wall, half reclining in the corner, his arms almost didn't belong to him anymore, after a day of physical labor, he was still carrying the dead in the usual scary way, especially those dismembered corpses , It was shocking to see, and made him feel oppressed and painful from the bottom of his heart. This kind of mental and physical torture almost made him schizophrenic.

In the dim light, two figures, one tall and one short, came over. Wang Huan took a quick look and knew that it was Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan.

The figures approached, revealing two smoky haggard and immature faces, they were the two young monks who had been with Wang Huan during the day.

The tall one is called Chen Ergou, and the short one is called Xu Goudan. Like Wang Huan, these two are poor children who have just been in the temple for two days. Eat, even the title of tonsure has not yet been obtained.

The three of them were about the same age, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and they were young monks who entered the temple at about the same time, so they got very close.

"Yutong is dead." Xu Goudan sat next to Wang Huan and said softly.

Wang Huan's heart skipped a beat. Yuantong was one of their young monks. He had a round head and a round brain, which made him very happy. Wang Huan had some impressions of him.

"How did you die?" Wang Huan asked.

"Death of illness and starvation, he had a fever during the day, just couldn't survive it, and died." Xu Goudan said sadly. "Hey, he is the only son in his family, and this is unprecedented."

After hearing this, Wang Huan couldn't help closing his eyes, feeling sad, and sighed: "Which number is this?".

Chen Ergou said harshly at the side: "It's the third one. I think, if this continues, without food or drink, all of us will die here."

"So what can we do?" Xu Goudan said weakly, "There is a lot of chaos outside, and the Qing soldiers are like King Yama, they can't even escape."

"If I had known this, I might as well have stayed at home and farmed with my father." Chen Ergou said.

Xu Goubin glanced at him: "Just stay at home? It's not a dead end."

Chen Ergou said unconvinced: "That's better than dying here. At least the whole family dies together."

As soon as these words came out, both of them fell silent, thinking of their own family and parents in their hearts. Although the family was poor, and taxes and corvee almost drained the bone marrow of the poor people in this era, at least it was still home, a subconsciously warm home.

In the darkness, a low sobbing sound came faintly. It was unknown who was weeping softly, which made the atmosphere in the woodshed even more desolate.

Wang Huan took a deep breath, stretched out his hands, patted Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan on the shoulders, and said in a deep voice, "Left and right are dead, why don't we run away!"

The bodies of the two jumped like an electric shock, and they screamed at the same time: "Escape?"

Wang Huan hurriedly pressed the bodies of the two, and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up! Do you want to attract the Qing soldiers?"

Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan also realized that they had lost their composure, quickly covered their mouths, and listened for a while, but they did not hear any strange noises outside the firewood room. Most of the guarding Qing soldiers went to the main hall to eat and rest. Only then did I feel relieved.

Chen Ergou asked anxiously: "Wang Huan, where are we going to escape? There are Qing soldiers everywhere in this city of Yangzhou, and there are so many soldiers from the Shi Ge Department that we can't escape. How can we young monks escape?"

Xu Goudan should be shrewd and think more: "And how to escape? The Qing soldiers have to be mobilized every day. If the number is wrong, everyone who stays here may be killed!"

Wang Huan's eyes shone brightly in the darkness, shining like lights in the dark night: "Don't worry about it, the ancients said that they died after death, we are all like this anyway, how can we escape without taking risks? I I just want to ask you, if you can escape, would you like to go with me?"

Originally, Wang Huan, who was a time-traveling character, had no plan to take a few ancient people along on the road. After all, he couldn't take care of himself, so he still had the ability to bring a few burdens.However, thinking about the future plans, Wang Huan felt that it would be better to have a few dead brothers who share the same adversity.

Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan looked at each other and responded in unison: "Yes!"

Chen Ergou even patted his chest and said, "Wang Huan, as long as you can escape, I'll do whatever you say! I'll listen to you."

The reaction of the two was expected by Wang Huan. He lowered his voice and said: "Okay! I'll say yes first. If you follow me, you must obey me. You must respect me in everything. Don't act recklessly without my order, otherwise It will ruin my life!"

The two of them nodded their heads like chickens pecking at rice, and replied in succession: "Yes, yes, no problem."

Xu Goudan couldn't help asking: "But, Wang Huan, what are you going to do? Can you tell us a little bit first? It will also give us a clear idea."

Wang Huan smiled slightly, pinched his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, our survival lies in that General Li Shen!"

(End of this chapter)