Female-to-male: I live on farming

"Don't shout, they won't pay any attention to you, save your energy."

Suddenly, a hoarse, deep voice came from the corner of the cell. Qin Ke put down his hands that were patting the cell door and looked back in the direction of the voice.

There was no light in the cell at all. Qin Ke could only vaguely see a figure in the corner with the help of the oil lamp on the wall of the corridor.

Qin Ke carefully and tentatively moved closer, and when he was more than one meter away from the man, he smelled the strong odor of sweat and fishy smell on him. Strictly speaking, the smell inside the cave was very bad after entering it.

There is no air circulation, and the prisoners eat, drink, defecate and urinate in here. Just imagine how delicious the smell is.

"Um, old man, do you know what's going on here?" Qin Ke squatted not far from him, wanting to find out what was going on here.

Qin Ke couldn't see the man's face clearly, and his hair and beard were messy, so he couldn't guess his age at all, but judging from his voice, he should be a middle-aged man.

The man turned sideways, with his back to Qin Ke, obviously too lazy to pay attention to him.

I guess if Qin Ke's shouting hadn't disturbed him, he wouldn't have said anything.

Qin Ke saw that the clothes he was wearing looked empty and obviously didn't fit him. Either the clothes weren't his, or he was starving.

So Qin Ke pretended to put his hand into his arms, but actually took out a steamed bun from the space and handed it to him.

The man's eyes lit up instantly, standing out in the dim cell. He rushed over, snatched the bun from his hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.

That's right, he just stuffed it in his mouth. Qin Ke felt that he didn't even chew his food, like a starving ghost who hadn't eaten for a long time.

"Cough-cough-"

In just a few seconds, he had swallowed the entire steamed bun. He choked and started coughing, but he was reluctant to spit it out.

He ate Qin Ke's steamed bun, and his attitude towards Qin Ke was obviously much better. He looked at Qin Ke a few times and saw that although Qin Ke was covered in mud, he was in good shape and in good spirits.

"You were just arrested, right?"

"Yes, I was washed here by the flood. Not long after I came ashore, I was suddenly caught by that group of people and brought here. Where on earth is this place? Who are they? They don't look like officials. Could they be bandits?"

Qin Ke asked a series of questions.

The man changed into a comfortable posture, with a little numbness in his voice: "Then you were washed quite far by the flood. This is already Beidai Mountain. They are certainly not officials, but bandits. They claim to be some kind of Mahayana sect, claiming to return to orthodoxy or something."

"Were you also captured? How long has it been?"

"Most of the people here were captured. Some are just passing through, and some live nearby. If you're captured, don't even think about getting out. As for their purpose, you'll know tomorrow morning."

At the end of his speech, the man looked at Qin Ke with pity.

Later, Qin Ke asked some more questions about this place. The man replied reluctantly, and then simply fell asleep while Qin Ke was talking.

Listening to the deafening snoring in his ears, Qin Ke was speechless.

I had no choice but to find a relatively clean place by myself, leaned against the cliff and closed my eyes to rest.

The experiences of this day were too rich and Qin Ke was exhausted. He fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Before he went to sleep, he was still thinking about Liuyun. He didn't know what had happened to him. His wife must have received the news of his accident by now. He had to find a way to send the message back as soon as possible.

My mind was full of random thoughts and I felt particularly tired when I went to sleep.

Suddenly, a shrill sound of a gong was heard, waking Qin Ke from his sleep. He looked up and saw the people who had arrested him last night beating the gong and knocking on the cells one by one with sticks.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Qin Ke was completely confused and could only follow the crowd out. When he walked out of the cave, he realized that it was already dawn and smoke from cooking fires could be seen outside.

Qin Ke then realized that the people who were locked up in the same cell as him were all skinny and pale, and it was obvious that they had not seen the sun for a long time.

The crowd began to line up for food, and Qin Ke was almost at the end of the line. He lowered his head and looked around inconspicuously.

There were armed guards within the visible range. They were all dressed similarly, with a red cloth tied around their left shoulders.

Sure enough, these were no ordinary bandits.

The Mahayana sect is what was confessed by Huang Sanzhao, the man my lady just caught who spread the rumor that Your Majesty is unworthy of the position.

I guess this must be their home base, it was really easy to get here. Qin Ke was just looking down in thought, and soon it was his turn in the food queue.

Then Qin Ke received his breakfast, a bowl of porridge that looked like water with few rice grains, and a steamed bun that was so hard that it could kill someone.

Looking at the food in his hand, Qin Ke really couldn't convince himself to eat it, especially the bowl that contained the porridge looked dirty and broken, and he didn't know if it had been washed.

The man standing next to him and sharing the cell with him saw that he hadn't made any move. He quickly ate his portion and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Qin Ke guessed what he was thinking as soon as she saw his expression and gave him the bowl directly.

The man didn't hesitate and drank it all in one gulp. He said, "Your family situation should be pretty good, right? If you can't eat now, you won't be able to eat in the future."

"It's okay, at least I can have a full meal." Qin Ke said absentmindedly.

"My name is Wu Zhong, you can call me Brother Sheng Zhong. Let me warn you, if you don't eat more, you won't be able to hold on."

Qin Ke was about to ask why when he saw a guard coming over and coaxing them to start work.

Start work? What kind of work?

Qin Ke soon found out the answer to the question. At the urging of the guards, he walked to the other side of the cell. There were guards along the way until he got close to a mine.

The first thing I saw was a whip-wielding overseer, shouting and cursing at, driving and whipping many people like him to work. Some of those people didn't even have a shirt on, and were shirtless and barefoot.

They were covered in dust and dirt, as dirty as if they had just been dug out of ashes. They were so thin that one could clearly see their spines, ribs and thigh bones. Everyone's body was covered with scars, new wounds on top of old ones.

The supervising guard stared at them as they changed shifts. Qin Ke saw that everyone except him had the same expression. There was no life in their eyes, and their faces were expressionless, numb and tired, just like the walking dead.

Although still alive, it already gave off a rotten stench. This scene made Qin Ke feel extremely depressed and heavy, and he shuddered.

This is the human world, right? It is clearly the human world, but how can it be more terrifying than hell?