Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

"Due to the constraints of international conventions, our army has to treat prisoners from the Sakura Country with kindness." At this time, Jiang Jiyuan was standing in front of his uncle Jiang Wenming with a helpless look on his face.

Looking at his face full of disappointment and resentment, her voice became smaller and smaller: "Uncle... there is nothing we can do about it..."

At this moment, Jiang Jiyun also hurried here and happened to hear Jiang Wenming's almost collapsed questioning.

"What the hell is this international convention? They never abide by it, but now they want us to abide by it. Why? So many innocent people have died tragically at their hands, and the girls who were brutally murdered in the city have not yet been buried. Why should we be kind to these beasts?"

At this point, Jiang Wenming could no longer suppress the grief and anger surging in his heart, and tears welled up in his eyes. While crying, he kept asking Jiang Jiyuan questions.

After hearing Jiang Wenming's tearful questioning, the soldiers who were in charge of guarding the Japanese prisoners began to tremble involuntarily with their hands tightly gripping the guns.

There was also anger burning in their eyes, and their hearts were filled with hatred for the invaders and unwillingness to be treated unfairly.

However, as soldiers, they had to obey orders and could only suppress their grief and anger and continue to stick to their posts.

"Uncle Wenming!"

As soon as Jiang Jiyun heard the conversation between the two, she had a vague guess in her mind. She hurried forward, grabbed Jiang Wenming's hand, and pulled him to an empty corner.

"Xiao Yun, are you on your brother's side too? Do you think everything he says is right?" Jiang Wenming looked at his little niece in front of him with a sad face, his eyes full of disbelief and disappointment.

"Uncle, please squat down first so that we can talk more easily." Jiang Jiyun waved his hand gently at Jiang Wenming, motioning him to squat down.

Jiang Wenming sighed helplessly, raised his sleeve to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, then slowly squatted down and looked Jiang Jiyun in the eye.

Jiang Jiyun leaned close to his ear and whispered in a low voice, "Uncle, my brother and his men are regular soldiers. Military orders are as powerful as mountains. Of course, they must obey the leader's arrangements unconditionally!"

Seeing that Jiang Wenming was about to jump up and refute, Jiang Jiyun quickly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and continued quietly: "But, uncle, we are different! We are not soldiers, we don't have to be bound by those rules."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenming was stunned at first, then he turned his head and stared straight at Jiang Jiyun who winked at him mischievously.

After a long while, he finally realized what was going on. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he was about to speak, but Jiang Jiyun, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, covered his mouth with his hand again.

"Brother! My uncle is really angry right now. I have to take him aside and talk him over. You know, he is so stubborn that he has to ask me to explain everything to him. I will take him to a quiet place and let him calm down first."

Jiang Jiyun turned around and shouted loudly to her brother Jiang Jiyuan, and at the same time she intended to say it to the soldiers around her.

In this way, Jiang Jiyun pulled Jiang Wenming to a secluded place where no one was around, and then the uncle and nephew flashed and entered the space.

As soon as he entered the space, Jiang Jiyun immediately said to Jiang Wenming with a serious face: "Uncle Wenming, sometimes you don't have to shed blood to kill someone. We have to be flexible. The poison book that Sixth Grandfather taught me contains many recipes for chronic poisons."

"The poisons we made before were basically the type that would kill people as soon as they touched them. They were made just to save lives. But now the situation is different. We can try to make some slow-acting poisons. This kind of poison is colorless and tasteless, and only needs to be taken three times."

Jiang Wenming asked hurriedly, "What? Can eating it only three times kill someone?"

Jiang Jiyun shook his head slightly and explained quickly, "That's not the case, Uncle Wenming. Although it's only taken three times, it's not immediately fatal. However, once it's taken three times, there will definitely be no cure. After that, the poisoned person's internal organs will slowly begin to rot. The pain is simply unimaginable. It can be said that life is worse than death."

Jiang Wenming stared doubtfully at his niece who seemed to be confident, and couldn't help asking, "Girl, can you really make this poison?"

"Yes! I'll do it right away, but the biggest problem now is how to get so many people to eat it!" Jiang Jiyun looked at him seriously.

Jiang Wenming snorted with disdain and said firmly: "Leave it to me, I will definitely do it!" His determined eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles.

Jiang Jiyun returned to the seed shop and was searching for the medicinal herbs he needed in the corner with a smile on his face.

It turned out that as early as when she was in Hu City, she had quietly planted these precious medicinal herbs in her own space and took good care of them.

Now, they have grown vigorously and are ready for harvest. Looking at the pile of medicinal herbs in front of her, Jiang Jiyun was secretly proud of herself, because these were the key to her plan.

Her original plan was to secretly make the homemade medicine, take it to Sakura's house, and deal a devastating blow to that country - to completely wipe out their clan.

But at this moment, she decided to make a part of it first, so that those hateful devils would suffer in advance.

So, Jiang Wenming put on a mask, walked aside silently, and began to help Jiang Jiyun crush the medicinal materials seriously.

Jiang Jiyun was fully focused on the formulation and preparation of the medicine.

The two men had clear division of labor and worked in perfect harmony. As time passed, they finally successfully completed the task before dawn - producing enough medicine for more than 2,000 people to use for three days.

The uncle and nephew walked out of the space tired but excited, and saw at a glance that the cooking team was busy preparing breakfast in the temporary kitchen of the Japanese outside the city.

Jiang Wenming immediately showed an enthusiastic smile on his face, walked up quickly, and volunteered: "Comrade, I can help!"

However, the comrades in the kitchen rejected his kindness without hesitation: "No, we can do it, you go back and have a good rest!"

Despite this, Jiang Wenming was not discouraged and still stood by, eager to try. People saw him like this and thought he wanted to contribute his own strength.

"If you really want to help, go over there. They are cooking porridge for the prisoners. Go and help watch the fire."

Jiang Wenming's eyes lit up and he ran over immediately. This was really like a pillow being delivered just when you were sleepy!