Blue, Red and White Dark Abyss Cauldron

The cage car traveled eastward, and the road became gradually rugged and bumpy. The slaves sat in the hard iron cage, being bumped up and down, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

After walking for another two or three hours, a light snow began to fall from the sky and the weather became even colder.

The bumps and jolts of the cage cart were bearable, but the cold weather left no place for people to hide. Some slaves, who were thinly dressed, were shivering with cold. Looking at the warriors with swords on their waists and fierce faces, they dared not speak out and could only try their best to endure it.

An old man in his sixties who was in the same car couldn't stand the cold weather. He was shivering all over and his upper and lower teeth were chattering.

Chu Xiaomu couldn't bear it, so he unbuttoned his outer shirt, took off the fur coat inside and handed it to the old man. He said, "Old man, put on this coat."

The old man refused to take it. Chu Xiaomu pushed him away again and again, but the old man got angry and shouted, "Get out of here! Who needs a young man like you to show pity?!"

Chu Xiaomu was frustrated and felt very upset, so he had to put on his fur coat again.

A warrior who was traveling with him outside the cage sneered and said, "You can't even protect yourself, yet you still want to be a good person. Humph... you will suffer in the future."

It was getting darker, and the convoy was deep in the mountains, with no houses in sight. The north wind was howling, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. The snowflakes were blown into the cage cart by the wind, and all over the bodies and faces of the slaves.

The old man surnamed Chang rode his horse to the front of the team and spoke a few words to Jin Lier.

Jin Lier raised her whip to stop the convoy, set up a few large tents, and arranged for a few people to collect firewood and build a stove to cook.

She rode her horse from the front to the back of the convoy to inspect it, and ordered the servants to take out pieces of hard tarpaulin and cover the carts.

The suffering of the slaves from the wind, snow and frost was finally alleviated for all the other slaves, and some of them kept thanking her.

Xuan Youzhu said happily: "This is the act of a kind person, which is called 'I wish I had thousands of warm fur coats to shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy'." Everyone was speechless.

After an hour, the meal was ready. Several followers carried a large bucket, opened the iron cage, and shouted as they distributed bowls of food to the slaves.

When it was Chu Xiaomu's turn, Yang Dou took it impatiently. Seeing that it was just a bowl of porridge with a few vegetable leaves floating in it, he couldn't help but get angry and shouted, "How can you be full with such a small amount of food? Do you want to starve us all to death?!"

The attendant who brought the food glared at him fiercely and said, "My lord, you are only given this meal out of mercy. If you want to eat it, eat it. If you don't want to eat it, forget it!"

Yang Dou was already so hungry that his eyes turned black. He was afraid that if he lost his temper again, he would not even be able to drink the bowl of porridge in front of him, so he had to hold back his anger and took the bowl of porridge and ate it all up.

But after drinking this bowl of thin porridge, he felt even hungrier. He took the bowl and wanted to ask for another one. A warrior next to the carriage scolded him, "You lowly slave, it's good enough that you're not starved to death. Do you want to eat a few more bowls? Get out of my way and don't make me angry!" He knocked the bowl in his hand to the ground with a bang.

Yang Dou's anger surged up, and he was about to yell at the top of his lungs, but Chu Xiaomu pulled him back and said, "Xiao Dou, be patient for now. There's nothing good in making trouble at this time."

Yang Dou was still indignant. He angrily picked up the porridge bowl on the ground and threw it on the iron cage with a bang, breaking it into pieces.

The sound was so sudden and harsh that seven or eight warriors drew their sharp swords and surrounded the cage cart.

Pang Shisan said viciously: "Who is causing trouble? Are you trying to rebel?!" He swung his pointed sword twice, scaring all the slaves back.

When the slaves saw the warriors holding swords shining with cold light, they were so frightened that they dared not make a sound.

"I'll ask again, who is causing trouble? Stand up!" Pang Shisan roared.

Everyone remained silent. Yang Dou was intimidated by his aura and did not dare to answer.

"No one admits it? That's easy. According to the Jinyang City Code, 'If one person breaks the law and refuses to confess, his roommates will be punished together.' There are one, two, three, four... fourteen people in your car, a total of fourteen people, and each of you will be whipped thirty times!" After Pang Shisan finished speaking, he pretended to pull a slave next to him to beat him, and the other warriors drew their swords at an angle to prevent anyone from causing trouble.

Xuan Youzhu smiled and said, "This general did break the bowl by mistake, but no one dared to make trouble. Who would have the guts to do that? The book says it well, 'Don't fight with the weak for a bowl of food, don't compete with the strong for strength...'"

Pang Shisan grabbed him and shouted, "Looking at your appearance, I don't think you have the courage! I'll start with you and whip you thirty times. No one in this car can escape! Bah, it stinks!" He smelled the stench of Xuan Youzhu and pushed him to the ground.

There was a layer of snow about an inch thick on the ground. Xuan Youzhu was pushed and fell forward, with snow foam and mud all over his body and face.

Pang Shisan winked at his left and right, and two warriors rushed over and pulled at Xuan Youzhu's clothes.

Chu Xiaomu couldn't help it anymore and said, "I fell down, just hit me."

Pang Shisan laughed and said, "Finally someone admitted it. It turned out to be you!"

Jin Lier heard the commotion and came over with the old man surnamed Chang and asked, "What's going on? What's the quarrel about?"

Pang Shisan bowed and said, "My lord, this kid used the smashing of bowls as a warning to rebel and escape. Fortunately, the brothers stopped him in time and did not let him succeed."

Yang Dou listened to his nonsense and couldn't help but yelled "Let go..." But Chu Xiaomu stopped him and said, "Xiao Dou, be patient and listen to them."

Jin Lier asked everyone, "Is this true?"

All the warriors nodded, but most of the slaves shook their heads, and those who did not shook their heads remained silent.

Yang Dou and Huai Xiaomeng argued loudly, "Who wants to escape? We haven't even had enough food, and we still have chains on our feet. How can we escape?!"

Pang Shisan pointed at the broken pieces of the pottery bowl on the ground and said, "Look, my lord. They used the broken bowl as evidence!"

Jin Lier knew that the warriors had framed Shengnu, but she couldn't blame them directly, so she said, "Luckily he didn't run away, so let it go this time. If you dare to do it again, I will punish you severely!"

Pang Shisan said, "My lady, is there a clear decree in Jinyang City? 'If a slave escapes privately, his tendons will be cut and he will be flogged fifty times; those who conspire with him will be punished the same way; those who hide him will be punished the same way; those who instigate him will be punished twice as hard.' My lady, you are like this, people will... humph..." with a look of disdain on his face.

Jin Lier frowned and said, "You seem to be familiar with the laws of Jinyang City. What do you think of me doing? Just tell me!"

Pang Shisan said nonchalantly: "This really makes us brothers feel disheartened! I can't go on like this!" After that, he took off the bronze helmet on his head and threw it on the ground.

Behind him, seven or eight other warriors also took off their helmets and pretended to throw them away.