Chapter 567: The scimitar cuts the throat
It's just because, in this Central Plains, the swords used by ordinary people are all long swords or daggers.
Even some people who are not good at swords and daggers, or martial arts people, are definitely not famous for using scimitars.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Mingyue couldn't help pursing her lower lip slightly, staring at the knife marks that were obviously extremely shallow on both sides of the middle and deep, but enough to kill with one knife.
"In the Central Plains, there is no sect or a single knight who walks the rivers and lakes, and uses a scimitar?" Although Zhuang Mingyue did travel in the rivers and lakes, in the final analysis, the people in the rivers and lakes she knew were not so complete after all, so she still asked for the exit.
Caixia, who stared at the scimitar wound, lowered her eyes and groaned slightly for a moment, and finally shook her head, and said in an affirmative tone: "There has never been any chivalrous warrior who wields a scimitar, let alone such a sect. ”
Caiyun, who also never thought of such a number, also nodded slightly, "I really haven't heard of it, even what the slave maid saw and heard when she was in the frontier area, and I really have never heard of such a sect that uses scimitars and kills ordinary people so cruelly." ”
After hearing what Caiyun and Caixia said, Zhuang Mingyue subconsciously twisted her fingers.
Just as Caiyun said just now, there has never been a decisiveness in the use of scimitars in the Central Plains generation. And whether it was because of his poor martial arts and not being famous that he had never been known, but Zhuang Mingyue directly denied it at the first time.
Just because, judging from these wounds, whether it is their strength or others, it is absolutely impossible for a person who is not good at martial arts to use them.
And anyone who can make such a skill, coupled with such a very conspicuous mark as a scimitar, it is absolutely impossible to be obscure to the point that there is no rumor at all.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Mingyue couldn't help but stretch out her hand again, pulled off part of the clothes on the corpse, and confirmed that there were no other wounds except for the throat and neck, and the inexplicable meaning in her eyes suddenly became more intense.
"Although you and I have seen it, and we have personally experienced many battles, large and small, and I have even raised my sword with my own hands and taken the head of the enemy with my own hands......" Zhuang Mingyue, who said this, looked down at the corpses on the ground again with a little unbearable in her eyes.
"Even if you and I have seen such a scene, we have never witnessed such a tragic scene with our own eyes, and even more, these people are just ordinary people."
Looking at the ground, there are still some young, but **-year-old children, but now they have died early because of the sinister nature of human nature.
Zhuang Mingyue, who really felt unbearable about this, finally turned her eyes away, "It's cremated, it's come to this point, and you can't come back to life." But after all, we came to meet this incident today, and we gave the people of this village a home. ”
Since Zhuang Mingyue experienced these things, she began to believe that cause and effect in the world have a reincarnation cycle.
What's more, no matter what kind of mentality she is, if she has already seen this scene, it is absolutely impossible for her to leave directly.
"Although people should be buried when they die, the people in the village ...... All of them are dead, and you and I really can't do it, let alone have the ability to bury so many people. But it would be too cruel to let them stay here in the sun and rot. ”
How could Zhuang Mingyue not know that under this time and space, a person's life has come to an end, and the final place of belonging is under his hometown. But now there were only three of them, facing the corpses of nearly dozens of people.
Nowadays they are not capable of doing anything other than cremation.
At most, they can only be buried in the village after the cremation and erect a monument to a hundred people.
"Yes, the slave will go and prepare." After Caixia said this, she walked into the village with a cold face, ready to go to see if there was a fire fold.
Caiyun on the side raised her eyes to look at Caixia who was leaving, and then lowered her eyes to look at the mountains of corpses piled up on the ground, and couldn't help frowning slightly, "Miss, that slave maid went to make a coffin with wood, and after the cremation, let these villagers be buried in the ground." ”
Hearing this, Zhuang Mingyue didn't say anything, just nodded lightly, and then couldn't bear to close her eyes and cut off her gaze from the pile of corpses.
With the departure of Caiyun Caixia, the atmosphere that was still popular became extremely quiet again.
The silence before made a sense of unease linger in Zhuang Mingyue's heart. And now, after seeing the village become like this, not only the uneasiness that haunted my heart has completely disappeared, but even the tension has completely disappeared.
The silence now turned Zhuang Mingyue's sense of uneasiness into an indescribable emotion.
It's just because she really doesn't understand what the people in this village have done to let the other party do such cruel and ruthless treatment to them.
Zhuang Mingyue, who really couldn't stay in the same place any longer, finally chose to turn around and leave, wanting to go in to see if there were any other living mouths that might be left behind, and at the same time, she wanted to take this opportunity to take a breath.
This atmosphere was too oppressive, and even made her feel a little unacceptable suffocation.
So instead of waiting here, let's take a look and find some other clues.
Moreover, in this case, perhaps she could also find out from it where the people who attacked this village came from and why.
Thinking like this, Zhuang Mingyue had already briefly looked at all the nearby houses around here.
"And so it was." Zhuang Mingyue, who was frowning, watched every house be turned over, especially the cabinet that might have hidden silver taels in the house, and the fence where poultry were raised, which was extremely completely destroyed.
Zhuang Mingyue raised her eyes and glanced around, then picked the nearest room and walked in.
As soon as she stepped into this room, the smell of blood and the smell of decomposing corpses that had finally dissipated from the tip of her nose suddenly came to her face again, making her feel the suffocating and unbearable smell again.
"Tsk" For this taste, although Zhuang Mingyue understood and pitied it, but after all, the instinct of the body to resist still subconsciously raised her hand to cover her nose.
After covering most of the smell of the tip of her nose with her hand, Zhuang Mingyue regained her breath and continued to walk inside.
Can be crossed
It's when you walk inside, the smell of the corpse rotting, the more you see it. Fortunately, now is not the height of summer, otherwise I am afraid that this rotten smell will also contain some spoiled things that are not good for the health of ordinary people.
Zhuang Mingyue raised her hand and took out a short cloth from the cuffs, surrounded the mouth and nose, and then checked it in the room.
Just like the hell of plundering outside, the scene inside the house, except that there are not so many corpses, there is not so much difference between it and the outside, and there is even a faint more oppressive atmosphere than outside.
It was already evening, the sky itself was dark, and the village was built around an ancient well in the center of the village, so not every house had a south-facing door.
So after the point in time, the light itself is not enough, and the house chosen by Zhuang Mingyue is facing away from the rising sun, which makes it even more dim.
Zhuang Mingyue, who squinted slightly, walked into the inner room of the house, and along the table with candlesticks, she touched a fire fold.
"Huh" Zhuang Mingyue took the fire fold apart and blew lightly on the reddish top.
Suddenly, the fire fold with a little scarlet fire light ignited directly. Fortunately, there was still most of the candle in the candlestick, and she raised her hand to light it.
The dim room became much brighter with the lighting of the candle. In addition, the room is not very big, although there is only one candlestick, it is enough to illuminate most of the room.
Zhuang Mingyue held the candlestick in her hand and looked around the inner room carefully.
"Buckskin?" Looking at the corner of an animal skin exposed in the messy mess on the bed, Zhuang Mingyue looked a little unrealistically and reached out to pull the animal skin out of the mess.
I saw that on the animal skin, there was indeed a spotted pattern of an ordinary sika deer.
"Could it be that this family is a hunter?" Touching the short pile that was still quite smooth, Zhuang Mingyue could tell that this deerskin should be new, not that it had been used for a long time.
Otherwise, after a long time, the fur on the surface will definitely fall off a little, and it will not be so smooth anymore.
And this village is built on the side of the mountains, so if there is a man in this family, there is nothing wrong with the hunters who make a living by hunting.
Thinking like this, Zhuang Mingyue hesitantly glanced at the warm deerskin in his hand.
Although the heat of the autumn tiger has not yet faded, in the end, when it comes to night, after the heat in the day has subsided, it will still be a little chilly.
Although she had brought some fabric from Erwei before, which could withstand the cold, if they couldn't go out in a short time, it would be a little difficult for the three of them to stick to it if they only relied on such a short cloth to fight the cold.
What's more, this deer skin is also very soft to the touch, and it looks like a good material, even if it is not as valuable as animal skins such as tiger skins, it can be exchanged for money in the town.
Although this behavior is a bit brazen, if you take one or two animal skins or some dry food, it can be regarded as a reward for the burial of the villagers in this village.