Chapter 112 The Male and Female Devils



Madam Lotus was now irritated by the sound, and a bad premonition appeared again. "Why are you running? What's the matter with the panic?"

The man lay on the ground, his voice trembling, "This morning, someone pushed down the door where the refugees were being held, and shouted..."

She frowned, "What are you yelling about?"

The third brother lost his temper and kicked him, "Hurry up and tell me! Stop dithering!"

"He shouted loudly, 'You haven't worked to earn your food! You will be sacrificed! Those who are not chosen will be eaten!' He shouted it three times in a row, and then, he led his men out of the city gate!"

The third brother pulled the man up from the ground and glared at him, "What happened then? Did all the refugees run away?"

"No, the guards brought back a few, but now there aren't enough sacrifices, so we're down over a dozen people."

The third brother gritted his teeth and threw the man to the ground.

Madam Lotus clenched the whip in her hand and swung it hard!

“Snap—”

The table was torn apart and the teacups were scattered all over the floor.

"The cooked duck flew away! Are you a waste?"

The servants were trembling like sieves, fearing that they would be used to vent their anger.

The fake Taoist priests of the Sixteen Altars had ferocious faces. Who was behind this? Were they specifically targeted?

Because it was already late when they entered the city last night, the place Wang Er and his men arranged for them was not too far from the city gate.

Jiang Yue and the other person took advantage of the time when the city gate was about to open and people were half asleep and half awake to start making trouble.

Jiang Nian took a big hammer and smashed the door of the yard open, "Bang-Bang-"

The noise woke up the refugees, who started shouting, "If you don't work to earn food, you will be sacrificed! If you are not chosen, you will be eaten."

After shouting three times, it was obvious that everyone was starting to panic.

"Ah? Sacrifice? Aren't you here to work? My father is waiting for me to bring back food!"

"Didn't you hear? We're going to be eaten! I'm wondering why they don't follow through on their good deeds and instead pick on the good-looking ones! They're using us as two-legged sheep!"

"What are you two still talking about! Run away! Are you trying to kill yourself?"

“Help!”

“Run, run, run!”

The two ran out, and others followed them in all directions. The noises in the alley radiated outwards into the city and beyond.

The people of Zhaoyang City numbly closed their doors and windows and stayed in the yard to prevent anyone from entering the house.

What's more, some of them even took the initiative to help the officers and soldiers capture refugees, just for the little hope of survival in their hearts.

As long as the sacrifice is performed, it will rain. No one can disturb the sacrifice.

Jiang Yue and his companion rode mules towards the city gate.

It was early in the morning and the guard was not in the mood at all. He was yawning against the city gate. Before he could react, someone had his neck cut.

The city gate was too heavy for one or two people to close, so they had no choice but to run for help.

Jiang Yue looked back at the scattered people in the city. They had done their best. The rumor had spread. Those who wanted to run away would naturally run away, and those who didn't want to run away would just accept their fate.

The two of them left the city and headed in the opposite direction of how they entered the city yesterday.

After a while, the sound of horse hooves came from behind.

Jiang Nian turned around, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought, "Great, he actually found it himself."

Wang Er and his three brothers rode up to chase them. Seeing that they were the refugees who had been chosen yesterday, an idea flashed through his mind: a tall man and a woman with a mule, they were the two who robbed the inn!

He looked annoyed. Yesterday he only saw that it was a woman disguised as a man, but he didn't expect that the person he was looking for would appear under his nose!

"drive--"

Jiang Nian jumped off the mule, patted its butt, and continued to lead Jiang Yue forward.

He held the knife in both hands and rushed towards Wang Er.

Wang Er and his men tightened the reins and attacked him from horseback.

Jiang Nian bent his knees and leaned back, dodging the official's sword. Then, with a swipe of his two swords, several horses' bellies burst open, neighing in pain. The horses' legs gave way, throwing the men off.

He was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and with his palms flying, he instantly cut the calf arteries of several people.

"Ah——" a scream was heard.

Wang Er was also very agile and quickly rolled to the side, holding the knife in one hand and breathing heavily.

Wang Er gritted his teeth, "Who are you?"

Jiang Nian's expression was indifferent. "We are just ordinary people. We were just passing by peacefully, but you dragged us here by force, right?"

The first time, they were forcibly led into the inn. The second time, they were attempted to be forced into the city. The third time, they were forced into the city. They hadn't been able to escape three times, so why should they hide? It wasn't like they were really afraid of them.

Wang Er didn't believe that with such skills and carrying a military knife from the previous dynasty, he couldn't be an ordinary refugee!

"What is your purpose in disrupting the sacrifice?"

Jiang Nian remembered Yueyue's recent words, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Do justice for the heavens!"

Then he rushed forward quickly and chopped down with his right hand, while Wang Er blocked it with his knife.

Unexpectedly, the official sword was no match for the enemy's military sword.

With a ping, the sword snapped in two. Sweat broke out on Wang Er's forehead, and he turned to flee.

Jiang Nian lowered his hands, pointed the blade upwards, found the joint, and poked it hard.

"ah--"

Wang Er's two arms flew out and blood splattered everywhere.

A drop of blood splashed on Jiang Nian's face. He curled his lips into a light smile with a sinister air, "Don't you advocate human sacrifice? Then, use your blood for the sacrifice. It's just right to fill our vacancy."

Wang Er was breathing rapidly and sweating profusely. The pain made him bite off his tongue, and there was only fear in his eyes.

After saying that, Jiang Nian turned around and put the knife back into the sheath.

Jiang Yue drove the mule back, bent down and stretched out her hand to him.

Jiang Nian gripped the rope tightly, used the force to climb onto the mule's back, hugged her from behind, and pulled the rope, "Go!"

Jiang Yue turned sideways, wiped the blood off his face with her fingertips, and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Now, we really have become a male and female evil duo..."

Jiang Nian smiled, "This name sounds nice."

“Hurry!”

"Damn it, run away!"

The officers who came from Zhaoyang City gave up the pursuit when they saw that they could not catch up with the two men.

Seeing several of his companions wailing on the ground, their blood staining the earth red, he frowned, "Tsk, what a pity."

Then they took the person back.

Wang Er and his companions already showed expressions of despair, they knew what the consequences would be if they went back.

"How did you defend the city?! You even let the sacrifice escape! They're all useless!"

"Sir, please calm down. I admit my mistake!" A row of officers and soldiers knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy in order to calm the sir's anger.

Madam Lotus sat aside, having wiped off her makeup and put on Taoist robes. She sat upright with a calm expression, appearing to be very secretive.

Her mood had calmed down. She had been angry at first simply because she had been provoked, but now that the man had escaped, she had no choice but to continue catching him.

Anyway, it’s not her who has no food to eat, and it’s not her who is anxious to offer sacrifices.

It would be best to arrest the entire city and have the people offer sacrifices voluntarily.

She thought of the giant lotus altar with a look of satisfaction in her eyes. The more people died, the better.

Let them use their souls to commemorate this unfair world.

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