Are all the love-brained villains my apprentices?

Chapter 305 Don't Think of Running Away

A farm corner on the outskirts of the city.

"Squeak-"

The wooden door was pushed open roughly, and the noise woke up everyone in the room who were already sleeping restlessly.

When the moonlight coming in from the doorway made it clear who was standing at the door, some people in the room who were originally sleepy were instantly awakened, huddled up into a ball, and tried to reduce their presence.

But there was no change in the expressions on the faces of more people. They just stared blankly ahead with numbness on their faces.

However, this time the man did not come in. Instead, he took a few steps back and dragged out a girl covered in bruises.

The girl looked to be about six or seven years old, but she was extremely thin, and even her clothes were made of tattered gray-brown coarse cloth.

The man sneered, threw the girl to the ground, and slapped the man with his sheath.

"This guy just tried to escape, but I caught him."

His gaze lingered on the new faces in the room for a long time, with a hint of meaning.

"I say, now that you're here, put aside those little thoughts in your mind and don't just think about how to escape."

"This." The man poked the scabbard on the ground and tapped the ground, "Not even a bug can escape."

“Instead of thinking about how to escape, it would be better to think about how to please those big shots.

Who knows, it might soar into the sky.

A long time ago, there was a woman who caught the eye of an adult and was taken away by that adult the next day.

Now, I guess he is living a more comfortable life than me."

Having said this, the man spat and finally stopped talking.

After throwing a small box that looked very crudely made on the ground.

"A group of important people will be coming in a few days, so don't cause any trouble for me these few days.

Otherwise... don't blame me for being rude."

After saying this, the man turned and left.

The wooden door made an unpleasant and harsh noise again.

Only after the wooden door was completely closed did the girl, who had been lying on the ground without any response for a long time, suddenly move.

She slowly propped up her upper body with her arms and climbed up from the ground.

The commotion attracted the attention of some people in the house, but most of them didn't even look over. They just lay down and stared at the ceiling even though they couldn't sleep.

They have become numb.

However, there are still some people who have not reached the point of numbness.

Seeing the girl's reaction, several children tentatively moved towards her, but still kept a certain distance, as if they were hesitating.

"Ugh."

A sigh, neither loud nor soft, sounded in the room.

A woman stood up from the crowd and walked towards the girl.

"Can you still stand up?"

The girl heard a voice above her head and looked up at the person coming.

The woman was wearing dark blue clothes, which were old but neat.

The girl smiled brightly, as if she was not the one who was beaten all over.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just need to slow down."

The woman looked at the bruises on the girl's body from the beating, pursed her lips, picked up the small box on the ground, and extended a hand towards her.

"I'll pull you up."

The girl did not reject the woman's kindness and put her hand on hers.

The woman took the girl back to the bed.

It’s called a bed, but it’s just a simple resting place made of wooden boards and hay.

Seeing the two people coming, the few children who were watching just now hurriedly made way for them to sit down.

"Thank you, sister. May I know your name?"

"Song He."

Song He gave his name.

"It sounds really nice, much better than mine."

The girl's eyes were bright, especially dazzling in this dim room.

Song He also asked out of politeness: "What's your name?"

"Tian Xiaocao." The girl said, "My parents said that it's okay to give girls a vulgar name."

Song He paused as she was about to open the small box.

Tian Xiaocao said to herself: "I don't like this name anymore. I have always wanted to change my name, but I can't read, so I haven't been able to change it."

Song He didn't say anything, but just opened the small box, which contained dark green ointment. The moment the box was opened, a pungent herbal smell wafted out.

Tian Xiaocao leaned forward and said, "Are they so kind? They even give me medicine?"

"This medicine will only leave no scars on your body, it won't relieve the pain. Stretch out your arm."

Song He dug out a small amount of ointment from the small box. Tian Xiaocao obediently rolled up his sleeves, revealing more bruises on his arms, and even some old injuries.

Song He pulled Tian Xiaocao's hand over and felt the calluses on the palm of Tian Xiaocao's hand. She was speechless for a moment, but she was gentler when applying the medicine.

Tian Xiaocao watched as the wounds on his body gradually faded and disappeared after the ointment was applied, but the places where he was hit still hurt slightly.

"Does it hurt?"

"Haha, it's okay, they're holding back because they're afraid of beating me to death.

I have thick skin and I'm used to it."

Tian Xiaocao wiped his nose and answered with a smile.

Song He lowered her eyes and her movements became gentler.

"Don't waste your energy. It will only get you a few more beatings. It won't do any good.

There is no escape from here."

Tian Xiaocao was not discouraged: "It's okay. If it doesn't work this time, try a few more times. Maybe one day it will work."

Looking at Tian Xiaocao who was extremely optimistic in front of her, Song He opened and closed her mouth.

No, it won’t succeed.

Song He has been here for three years. At the beginning, she was as optimistic as Tian Xiaocao, thinking she could escape from this evil den.

But three years later, the only people who successfully left here were the dead.

Tian Xiaocao seemed to be completely unaware of Song He's silence and continued to chatter with a smile on her face.

“I’ve heard this from a storyteller in the village before. In most stories, the gods punish bad people.

They will definitely be punished.”