Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Bai Wanwan couldn't help but whispered, "Beast..."

The Sixth Prince tilted his head, a creepy smile on his face, and suddenly shouted to the guards behind him: "Bring the knife!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dagger with a flash of cold light was stuffed into his hand.

He grabbed the woman who was paralyzed with fear beside him, put the dagger to her neck, and slowly scratched it like teasing a cat.

The woman was crying so hard that her face was covered with snot and tears, but he laughed with his head tilted back, and his saliva splashed on the woman's face.

"It would be so boring to play with just one person." The Sixth Prince kicked away the trembling maid at his feet, glanced at the crowd, and suddenly grabbed a round-faced girl's hair and pulled it back.

The girl screamed in pain, but he pressed the dagger against her wrist and cut slowly, like peeling an apple. The bloodstains left by the flesh were getting longer and longer. "I heard that stewed human flesh is more delicious than dog meat?"

As he spoke, he stuffed the cut flesh into his mouth, blood dripping down the corners of his mouth: "It really tastes a bit sweet."

The remaining women were so frightened that they didn't even dare to cry, and they huddled together and trembled.

The Sixth Prince wiped his face and pointed a bloody finger at the others: "Don't hide, let's play slowly. First, pull out your tongues, so that you don't annoy me by screaming."

The guards received the order and immediately dragged the man like a dead dog. The screams mixed with the sound of breaking bones echoed in the empty courtyard.

Bai Wanwan shook her head and looked at Naigai. Naigai moved very quickly and brought a few monkeys with him to scatter flowers everywhere.

The Sixth Prince fell to the ground with a thud. Bai Wanwan walked into the house, her feet sticky.

The ground was covered in blood, and many women were lying on the ground, their faces as white as paper and their lips bloodless. It was obvious that they had lost too much blood.

She was terrified and couldn't understand why the Sixth Prince was so cruel.

She quickly took out the medicine powder from her arms, squatted down to stop the bleeding and apply medicine to the women.

After a while, several women slowly opened their eyes, too weak to even speak.

"You guys should go home quickly. It's important to heal your injuries." Bai Wanwan said as she packed her medicine bag.

Unexpectedly, the women all knelt down and grabbed her clothes crying:

"Miss, you saved our lives, from now on we are yours!

Please don't abandon us, the Sixth Prince has captured our family, if we run away, they will all die!"

Bai Wanwan frowned and asked, "Is he always this crazy? Killing people every day?"

A woman wiped her tears and nodded:

“Whenever he got upset in the palace or was scolded by the emperor, he would come back and take it out on us.

Last time, the eldest prince stole his credit, and three lives were lost in one night..."

Bai Wanwan frowned and asked, "Are there any other women here?"

The other party nodded, his voice trembling:

“There are many sisters, I will take you to see them.

We were all locked up in the dungeon, without seeing the sun..."

She lowered her voice and said, "There are still some people in the dungeon who have been tortured beyond recognition. They are all locked in iron cages."

Bai Wanwan followed her underground. The air became more and more humid, and the musty smell went straight into her nose.

After turning a few corners, a dark area appeared in front of me, and the outline of the iron railings flickered under the kerosene lamp.

Densely packed iron cages were crammed together, each rusty, with women of different ages huddled inside.

Some hugged their knees and cried silently, while others stared at the ground with dull eyes.

There were also a few weak ones leaning against the cage wall, their bodies covered with bruises, and their clothes were so torn that they could not cover the wounds.

There were rotten food scraps piled up at the bottom of the cage, cockroaches crawling in the corners, and rats scurried around in the cracks of the iron cage.

Bai Wanwan only felt a chill on her back. Besides the sobbing that came one after another, she could also hear the rattling sound of the iron chains being dragged.

"Let's find a way to get them out..." The smell in the room was extremely bad.

Naigai was very quick and soon found the key and released the women from the cage.

Bai Wanwan looked at the scene in front of her, feeling both pained and angry.

Some of the women in the cages collapsed on the ground, rolling their eyes and mumbling incomprehensible words.

She squatted down and asked softly, "Do you have anywhere to go? If you have a home, go now."

The women just shook their heads woodenly, and one of them suddenly burst into tears: "He snatched us all from all over the place. Our hometowns are thousands of miles away from here. We have no home anymore..."

Bai Wanwan's nose felt sore, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Then I'll take you away! But I have to change my identity first so that no one can recognize me."

She stood up and instructed: "Wait here, I'll be back soon!"

Bai Wanwan did not come alone. She brought dozens of people with her, and now these people have started to act.

When I pushed open the door of the Sixth Prince’s storeroom, a damp and stuffy smell hit me in the face.

There were dozens of large wooden boxes neatly stacked in the room, their corners wrapped with thick copper sheets, and yellow paper strips stuck on the lids, with words like "Exclusively for the Imperial Treasury" and "Supervised by the Ministry of Revenue" written on them, and stamped with large red seals.

When they pried open the top box, they saw golden bars piled high. Each one was engraved with the words "Pure Official Gold" and felt heavy.

The shelves against the wall were filled with fine goods, including blue and white porcelain vases painted with dragons, phoenixes, and landscapes, and the glaze was so shiny that it could reflect a person's reflection.

The mutton-fat jade bracelet is as white as milk and so watery that it seems to be dripping with water.

There was also a complete set of gold bowls and chopsticks, engraved with twined flower patterns, and the edges were polished to a shine.

In the corner, there was a pile of silk half a person's height, including brocade that shone with silver light and Suzhou embroidery that felt as smooth as running water. It was neatly stacked, but unfortunately some of the corners had become moldy.

There were three copper locks hanging on the innermost iron cabinet. When they were opened, they were all filled with treasures. The jade ring was as translucent as ice, and the ruby ​​pendant was as red as blood.

Bai Wanwan sneered and said, "I didn't expect that the Sixth Prince was quite capable. Take them all away and leave nothing for him."

In the stables of the Sixth Prince's Mansion, dozens of maroon carriages were neatly arranged. The shafts still had gilded cloud patterns on them, but they were covered with a thick layer of dust.

Everyone worked together to load the wooden boxes filled with gold, silver and silk onto the cart. The wheels squeaked under the pressure and the axles sank a little.

Bai Wanwan found a farm and settled the women there first. Then the carriage set off again with the property. The wheels rolled over the bluestone road, raising clouds of dust.

Bai Wanwan's manor is hidden deep in the mountains, surrounded by cliffs on three sides. The only entrance is covered by vines and thorns, and is filled with miasma, making it difficult to find.

The village wall is two zhang high and is built with bluestone and glutinous rice paste, with arrow towers set up every ten steps.

The soldiers wore chain mail made of iron rings and patrolled back and forth carrying crossbows.

At night, a rope coated with luminous powder was pulled on the wall of the village. As long as someone touched it, the bell would ring immediately.

The barracks in the village were arranged neatly, and the sounds of military training began before daybreak.

Everyone was holding spears and shields and practicing enthusiastically.

Newly made crossbows and cans of gunpowder were piled up nearby, and even the horses were covered in iron armor.

There is a cellar entrance hidden under the altar in the ancestral hall, and twelve skilled guards are watching it day and night.

Pushing open the heavy iron door, the oil lamps on both sides lit up automatically. In the cellar, Huangmao was directing people to move boxes filled with gold, silver and treasures.