Chapter 59

Under the Toad Ridge, in the night, there are cries from time to time.

"Mom, I'm hungry, when will I eat?" a child snuggled into his mother's arms.

"Sleep, when you fall asleep, you won't be hungry. ”

"Uh...... Uh......" There was a big man groaning.

"What are you a man humming, it's not a shame!"

"Brother, legs...... Rotten ......"

Uncovering the ragged trouser legs, the calves were already ulcerated and smelled foul.

These people have not been doing very well lately, and they have to do hard labor every day after being reduced to slavery. Such as ploughing the fields, repairing cities, digging embankments, not having enough to eat, and whipping the body. And there are also some people who had a grudge against the Liu family before, and it is understandable that they took the opportunity to beat the water dog and ran over and kicked their feet.

So these 90-odd people are more or less injured. And the environment in the mountains and forests at night is not good in any way, and hunger, injury, and fear torment their hearts.

"Why are we putting up with this, why!"

Someone finally shouted, as if asking about this injustice. But everyone understands that it is Liu Muyun who is really in trouble.

This gray-haired old man represents the last dignity and glory of the family.

Liu Muyun was silent and guarded the fire alone.

This instigated everyone in disguise, and there were many discussions.

"If it's in the mountains, they'll give us a full meal. ”

"Yesterday we ate well. ”

"The kind of thing called chili pepper is only eaten by nobles in the city......

"I don't care, I really don't care, but my child is only six years old......"

Listening to these voices in Liu Muyun's ears, he let out a sigh in his heart: people's hearts are in turmoil.

These ninety or so people have blood relatives of the Liu family, but more of them are the original servants and slaves of the family, and they were also demoted to slaves with the accident of the Liu family.

Now under the torture of life and death, these people's loyalty to the Liu family is slowly weakening. And even between blood relatives, it is not a happy relationship, hello, hello, hello, everyone, there is a lot of intrigue between each other.

Some people want to be left behind, some people still want to cling to glory, and the organization has begun to disintegrate from within.

Now that these people are on the mountain, they are divided into small groups with each other, and they will inevitably be used by Cheng Dalei, and they will not be able to occupy the dominance of the cottage as before, and they will not even think about the matter of fighting for power with Cheng Dalei.

Is this part of your plan?

Liu Muyun suddenly raised his head and looked at the mountain, and a chill appeared in his heart.

In fact, Liu Muyun didn't want to stay in Toad Ridge, after all, he had nowhere to go, but he didn't want to fall into the grass either, because the inherent concept did not allow him to do so.

So, is there a way to get the best of both worlds?

Belch...... Liu Muyun didn't think about this question.

Although he was well-read in poetry and well-known in the Liu family, he obviously did not have much wisdom.

He just threw this question to Cheng Dalei, showing his attainments in game science a little, facing a young man, showing his old man's skills: You are still too young, you should know some rules, and it is not up to you to decide here.

However, Cheng Dalei didn't play game with him, just kicked him to the ground, and said viciously: Get out, I set the rules here.

Humiliation, or death.

Liu Muyun was helpless in the face of the multiple-choice question thrown out by Cheng Dalei.

Meng Ziyun approached Liu Muyun and said in a low voice: "Grandpa Liu, I have a way, I don't know if it will work." ”

"Say ......"

"Bao'er is hungry, we put him in front of the walled gate, I don't believe Cheng Dalei won't open the door. As long as he opens the door, he can send some old and weak people in, and stay strong, and we can slowly negotiate terms with him. ”

Liu Muyun raised his head suddenly, as if he knew Meng Ziyun for the first time, and the two looked at each other with cold eyes, and they both felt the fear of each other from the bottom of each other's eyes.

Liu Muyun had to admit that what Meng Ziyun said was a method. Cheng Dalei posed for a choice of humiliation or death, and Meng Ziyun's method also gave Cheng Dalei a choice.

Morality.

Few people can face such torture, but in the face of this method, Liu Muyun chose to be silent, and after a long time, he slowly said a word.

Zi said: "People with lofty ideals are benevolent, there is no survival to harm benevolence, there is killing to become benevolent." ”

Meng Ziyun understood the consciousness in Liu Muyun's words, retreated silently, and looked at his back, Liu Muyun's heart welled up with a deep coldness.

The internal collapse was earlier than Cheng Dalei expected.

Before dawn, someone followed the road down the mountain, carefully avoided the trap and went up the mountain, and smashed the gate of the cottage with both fists.

"Open the door, I'm going up the mountain and be a bandit!"

He was the big man with festering calves, and his actions were despised.

"You want to be a bandit, how can you go to see the ancestors of the Liu family!"

"The ancestors have spirits, and they can't turn their eyes on Jiuquan!"

The words were like knives, piercing the man's back, he didn't look back, just slammed the gate with his fist, shouting one after another.

The door of the cottage has not been opened by him, as if it will never be opened.

Now this door is the last hope for the man's survival, and its closure seems to symbolize death. The big man became more and more frightened, and his voice became louder and louder.

The people under the mountain watched this scene, and they ridiculed this big man, but they may not be unshaken in their hearts. Watching the iron-beaten men wag their tails and beg for mercy like a lost dog, it seemed to happen to them, and humiliation enveloped everyone.

What a humiliation!

They were once politely invited back to the cottage, carefully arranged food and lodging, and even prepared clean clothes.

But they chose to refuse, for the sake of honor.

And now, he was on his knees, and wanted to knock like a god, hoping that the door would open a crack for him.

What a humiliation!

But what humiliation will open for him, is it not enough to kneel, is it not enough to prostrate, is it not enough to cry?

Inadequate!

People can have their own glory, but you have to be prepared to die for that glory, and no one is responsible for paying for your glory except yourself.

Let go of your glory, your dignity, all that you believe in, and then here can give you to live, only to live.

We respect those who die for glory, but there is no place for them to be buried. Die, and let me die farther away.

This closed door represents Cheng Dalei's answer.

Naturally, he heard the sound outside, rolled over and slept, just covering his face with the quilt.

How do you say that sentence: Holding and respecting you can't speak human words, you have to go up and kick it hard before you understand your name.

Just as you give him a penny every day, if you don't give it for a day, he will hate you.

You give him a slap in the face every day, and if you don't hit him for a day, he will love you.

There is also a saying that says: It is better to drop the bowl than to beg for food, and it is better to open the mouth than to have a face.