A group of people in gray were standing in front of the back hall, crowded together, but all was silent.
Only this thin man, considered small among the barbarians, was tied up and yelled at a group of gray-clothed slaves: "A bunch of bastards, I'm too good to you, right? How dare you drug me? When I get away, I will make the Third Boss throw you all into the back mountain, pariahs, pariahs..."
The group of gray-clothed men who were scolded by him trembled unconsciously, with nervous expressions on their faces.
Wu Wanqi looked at the group of frightened skinny servants around him and sneered disdainfully. These domesticated lambs actually dared to threaten him, their master. They were so bold!
He did not feel the slightest fear at this moment, only a deep sense of displeasure at being insulted and offended.
How dare these untouchables tie him up? How dare they tie him up?!
Just as Wu Wanqi was burning with rage and dozens of ways to torture this group of untouchables after escaping flashed through his mind, he saw the gray-clothed servants around him make way.
"Hello!" A cold female voice came.
He looked up and forward.
The next moment, a knife was placed on Wu Wanqi's neck.
Wu Wanqi felt the blade pressed tightly against his neck, and stopped shouting. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his head, which was filled with anger, finally calmed down under the cold and dangerous touch.
"You, who are you?" he asked weakly.
The girl and the Taoist priest in front of him were obviously outsiders from the mountain, and the fact that they appeared so openly made Wu Wanqi finally feel something was wrong.
Wang Miaomiao raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the words. She had just heard the barbarian cursing and she thought he was very brave, but now it seems that he is just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong.
"You don't need to know who we are, you just need to answer my questions obediently." She said in a cold voice, and the knife in her hand moved slightly on Wu Wanqi's neck.
A bloody mark appeared on his neck.
Wu Wanqi's face froze. He felt a sharp pain on his neck and a chill rose in his heart. If he didn't answer well, he might really die at the hands of the girl in front of him.
"What... do you want to ask?" he said.
Wang Miaomiao glanced at Wu Wanqi, and thinking of what she had heard a moment ago, she asked with a cold smile, "Which back mountain are you talking about?"
"The back mountain..." Wu Wanqi hesitated.
"Huh?!" Wang Miaomiao looked at him and pressed the hand holding the knife forward.
"I...I'll tell you!" He choked on the threat of the knife at his neck, and said with an expression of anger but not daring to speak: "The back mountain...the back mountain is at the side door of the back hall, leading to the cave!"
"What's going on in there?"
"The Third Master... has someone guarding inside. It seems like he's doing something. I don't know much from the outside, so I don't know what he's doing specifically."
Perhaps he had already said the beginning, so a few words didn't matter. Wu Wanqi told everything he knew. Then Wang Miaomiao asked some questions, and he answered them one by one.
After asking this question, Wang Miaomiao turned around and looked at Taoist Jingyi.
"In that case, let's go and find out." Taoist Master Jing stroked his beard and said with a smile.
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The side door to the back hall is very hidden.
Fortunately, the meals in the back mountain are also provided by the front kitchen, and someone will be specially arranged to deliver each meal. Someone among the enslaved people living at the foot of the mountain knows the location of the side door and can take the two people there.
Before the two of them went over, Wang Miaomiao reached out to stop Taoist Jingyi and suggested, "Master, why don't we bring some food with us."
Taoist Jingyi reacted after hearing this, flicked his whisk and said with a smile: "Good!"
Wang Miaomiao turned around and explained the plan to several gray-clothed civilians who were previously responsible for delivering meals. She selected a few people to carry the buckets with the two of them and deliver the meals.
There are many barbarians guarding the back mountain, and each meal is delivered in a wooden barrel, so a group of five or six people is a normal arrangement, and it is not out of place for two people to change into gray clothes for disguise.
A group of people pushed a few wooden barrels and walked towards the back mountain.
After walking along the corridor and entering the side door of the back hall, what came into view was a cave dug out against the mountain. Some vines climbed beside the cave and covered most of the entrance. If no one led the way, it would probably not be discovered.
Wang Miaomiao, dressed in gray, lowered her head, pushing a wooden barrel at the end of the team, and glancing at the situation in the cave out of the corner of her eyes.
The view was dim as soon as we entered the cave. Apart from being a little big, it looked very ordinary. After walking a long way in the dark and turning a corner, we saw torches hanging on the walls to illuminate the cave.
There was a torch at a distance, and the view became brighter.
After walking for a while, the group could faintly hear noisy voices, mixed with the sound of iron knocking and other sounds.
Not far away were the barbarian guards holding long swords and guarding both sides of the cave.
The group pushed several wooden barrels and continued to move forward.
"stop."
Just then, a tall and strong barbarian came over quickly and called out to a few people.
Wang Miaomiao and Taoist Jingyi paused when they heard this, and their hearts grew tense.
Fortunately, the next moment, the barbarian cursed and said, "Why did the food arrive only now? Does Wu Wanqi want to starve me to death?"
It turned out that this person was calling them to wait for dinner!
"Hurry up and divide the food here. Give me a bowl first."
The gray-clothed person in the lead was a middle-aged woman who seemed very experienced in this situation. Upon hearing what the barbarian said, she opened the wooden barrel and began to serve him rice as he said.
Seeing this, Wang Miaomiao and Jing Yi relaxed their worries and worked together to put the pancakes in the wooden barrel they pushed into the bowl and handed it over.
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