"Smack!"
The sound of a whip piercing the body.
Unfortunately, only Zheng Ye and Ning Xi'er could hear it.
Ning Xi'er stood with her back to Zheng Ye behind the door, observing the surrounding movements.
The skin of the soldier who was whipped was quickly torn and bleeding.
Zheng Ye then lashed out with another whip, striking another guard.
He picked up Xiaolou from beside Mengyi and placed her alone at his feet.
Then, he focused on "serving" Meng Yi and the two supervising soldiers.
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
......
It was simply a beautiful and melodious symphony.
With each note played, Ning Xi'er and Zheng Ye felt their frustration lessen.
When the three men were covered in wounds and their clothes were torn to shreds...
Ning Xi'er was worried that Zheng Ye was tired, so she kindly handed him a water pouch so he could replenish his spiritual spring liquid.
But to Zheng Ye, it was as if a water bag had appeared out of thin air, floating straight down in front of him...
If it weren't for Ning Xi'er's voice, he would have thought he was dreaming.
After Xie Zhun finished drinking it, he was indeed full of energy.
After continuing to whip him for a while, Ning Xi'er peeked through the crack in the door and saw a commotion breaking out in the quarry. She reminded him to stop...
Zheng Ye, still feeling unsatisfied, put away the whip.
Ning Xi'er turned around and put all the soundproofing cotton back into her space.
He retrieved powdered datura seeds from his spatial dimension and smeared it on the henchmen's fingertips, pockets, and under their noses...
He retrieved Zheng Ye and his whip into his spatial storage, took the whip from Meng Yi's waist and handed it to a henchman, before disappearing in a flash.
At the quarry.
Other prisoners who ate the cornbread experienced symptoms such as vomiting and convulsions.
The guards knew beforehand, so when someone had an attack, they didn't take it seriously and didn't approach.
But as the convicts fell one after another, there was no one in charge present...
The refugees knelt down and begged them to help them take a look...
Only then did someone run back to report to Yan Lang and Meng Yi.
The surrounding guards all moved closer.
Just as the guards were about to surround them, Ning Xi'er emerged from her spatial dimension, bringing Zheng Ye with her.
Haitang and the others stood to one side, while Xuanfeng and the others surrounded the spot where Zheng Ye had originally been sitting.
Therefore, their departure and sudden appearance went unnoticed by anyone.
Yan Lang strode over and squatted down to check on the refugees, appearing genuinely concerned.
Yan Lang surveyed the entire scene, observing those who had fallen ill. Xie Zhun was completely unharmed, the cornbread in his hand untouched...
Is there anything else you don't understand?
Yan Lang, his face ashen, demanded to know the whereabouts of the guard in charge of distributing the cornbread and Meng Yi.
Although Yan Lang was strict, he had never been this angry since he arrived here. The whipping he gave this morning had already taught the guards a lesson, and they were all terrified at the moment.
The recent supervising soldier cautiously reported that the two supervising soldiers who were distributing meals had gone to see Supervisor Meng...
His timid and submissive demeanor was completely different from how he acted in front of exiled prisoners.
Some of the convicts who fell ill hadn't even finished eating their cornbread.
Yan Lang pulled one over, smelled it, tore off a piece and tasted it, then immediately spat it out and glared angrily at all the guards!
"Bring me the water!"
Yan Lang gave the order.
The guards nearby quickly ran over and carried over the last bit of water, which was just at the bottom of the bucket, from the center of the quarry.
Yan Lang dipped his finger in the mixture, put it in his mouth, and it immediately changed color.
Enraged, he kicked over the bucket.
"you!"
Yan Lang pointed at the soldiers supervising the scene, too angry to speak.
All the guards present lowered their heads.
Clearly, no one was unaware of this.
This made Yan Lang even angrier.
Looking towards Meng Yi's barracks, the door was tightly closed, and he seemed completely unconcerned about the commotion.
Although he had only been there for two months, Yan Lang had already thoroughly investigated the situation due to the border location.
The arid wasteland is teeming with gerbils. By personally tasting the steamed buns and the water in the wooden bucket, I was able to discern that they contained ingredients that could kill gerbils.
In this remote area, there are cases of people accidentally ingesting gerbil poison, and the village chief has prepared medicine made by a doctor from a neighboring county.
Yan Lang ordered someone to immediately fetch the village chief and bring the prepared medicine.
He then turned around and strode towards Meng Yi's barracks.
The village chief was quickly invited over, along with Wei Xunfang, Qin Yuan and his apprentice, and the old Taoist priest Xingming, who had just sobered up.
The village chief looked at the prisoners lying on the ground with a pained expression.
Immediately distribute the prepared medicines in your hands to the refugees who haven't collapsed, so that everyone can help feed the medicine to the prisoners who are having an attack.
After Yan Lang left, the guards, though still shaken, resumed their arrogant demeanor.
The senior engineer stood aside, showing no intention of helping anyone.
People from the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Huguo's Mansion who were nearby also helped carry the fallen exile and helped feed him medicine.
Each pill is quite large, and without water, it's difficult to swallow.
As soon as Ning Xi'er turned her head, Xingming immediately leaned over, pretending to touch his chest...
Ning Xi'er used her mind, and he cooperated by taking out two water bags from his bosom and handing them to the village chief.
The village chief looked at them with a complicated expression, but still gratefully accepted the gift.
Anyone with half a brain can see that there's more to the story than meets the eye when everyone on one side is down while everyone on the other side is unharmed.
Based on their interactions last night and this morning, as well as their understanding of the military supervisors, the village chief still believed in Ning Xi'er's side.
"ah!"
Suddenly, a pitiful scream erupted from the direction of the barracks.
The henchmen who had been following Meng Yi around and instigating him all morning were whipped out by Meng Yi.
"Still running!"
Meng Yi chased after him outside and ordered him to leave.
The henchmen dared not move, and were knocked to the ground, clutching their heads and howling in pain.
Meng Yi looked like a beggar, his clothes were just tattered strips.
From a distance, you can still see the bloodstains and red marks on the skin.
Meanwhile, his close associates were beaten black and blue...
The guards at the quarry had faces full of questions...
What's going on here?!
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