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To tease the master was to be punished for not speaking for a day, and to perform a pantomime in front of all the slaves on the site.

Bao Ye, who did not dare to complain, prepared his acting tools and went to find Nian Gao to perform a mute play with him.

At first, Nian Gao did not agree to enter the stage. However, later on, he heard from Bao Ye that it was his master who wanted to play. He didn't need to say anything on stage, as long as he acted as Deacons, who was responsible for whipping slaves.

Nian Gao had wanted to beat Bao Ye up a long time ago. Moreover, with the disdainful attitude of Bao Ye, he could definitely act out a ruthless and evil Deacons.

After Bao Ye finished explaining, he stopped talking.

When it was 12 o'clock at lunch time, the slaves at the construction site went out to get their lunch. Seeing that there was an extra stage beside the lunch counter with a big black speaker placed on top, they all asked in curiosity, "Why is there a stage here? What were they planning to do? Look, Master is here too. "

Dong Lingce sat at the bottom of the stage, ignoring the chattering of the slaves. He was focused on eating the table's feast, while the slaves were drooling after watching him.

At this moment, a lot of voices came out from the speakers, giving everyone the illusion that the originally very hot weather had become even hotter.

Then they saw an ugly slave with a hoe on his right shoulder and a fake child on his back walk up to the center of the platform and pretend to hoe.

Deacons, who was in charge of guarding the slaves, said, "The slaves on stage are going to perform a pantomime for you."

Someone asked, "What is a pantomime?"

Deacons explained, "It's just a performance where the plot is expressed through actions and expressions. There is no dialogue between them. This is a drama that the master has rewarded you with. You guys better watch it well."

Everyone became interested when they heard that they could watch a show.

Bao Ye, who was on the stage, picked up the hoe for a moment, then he stopped and looked up at the scorching sun to wipe the sweat off his forehead. Then, he picked up the bowl to moisten his throat, but there was no water left in it.

Bao Ye frowned and sighed. He licked his dry and peeling lips and continued to pick up the hoe. However, the child behind his back started crying.

He quickly put the baby down, patted and coaxed it, tried to feed it, picked up the bowl and, seeing that the bowl was empty, put it back on the floor. He looked around anxiously, but there was dirt all around.

The child cried louder and louder, until his throat was hoarse.

Bao Ye coaxed and coaxed him. He suddenly raised his hand and ruthlessly slapped himself. He felt that he was extremely useless and couldn't even give the child a sip of water.

The voice in the speakers changed with the atmosphere, drifting out a sad melody.

When the slaves saw this, they unconsciously slowed down their eating speed. Although none of the people on stage said anything, they used their actions and expressions to express their helplessness and sorrow. As slaves, they were not only infected by the people on stage, but they could also deeply experience the pain inside.

Suddenly, with a "pa" sound, it was the sound of a whip. Nian Gao took the whip and walked to Bao Ye's side.

The sad music in the speakers grew tense.

When the slaves saw that Nian Gao was the one acting as Deacons, their hearts couldn't help but to be shocked.

Nian Gao angrily whipped Bao Ye on the back, pointed at the ground, and told Bao Ye to work faster.

Bao Ye ignored the pain on his back, and grabbed a bowl with trembling hands, begging Nian Gao to give him a bowl of water.

Nian Gao didn't even look at the bowl and just swept it to the ground. He whipped Bao Ye a few more times to make him work, or else he would beat him to death.

Since the Lower World's slaves were born, they saw how Deacons treated the slaves, so when Nian Gao acted like Deacons was a miracle, it immediately aroused the slaves' anger.

All the people below the stage frowned. When they saw Nian Gao hit Bao Ye, they felt that he should do it because they had done it before. However, they felt inexplicably angry and had the urge to beat Nian Gao to death.

Bao Ye knelt down and kowtowed, begging Nian Gao to give the child a mouthful of water.

Nian Gao showed no mercy as he kicked Bao Ye's chest. He spat at him with disdain, as if saying, "You, a lowly slave, don't have the right to drink so much water."

Bao Ye got up and continued to plead. Just a little bit, just a little bit.

Nian Gao sneered. He picked up the child in his hand and smashed it onto the ground. After that, he whipped the child twice. Immediately, the child became silent.

Bao Ye hurriedly pushed Nian Gao away and picked up the child, shaking the child's body anxiously.

The child did not react.

Bao Ye's hands trembled as he probed for the child's breath. Then, his entire body shuddered as his eyes became empty and he collapsed on the ground.

When the slaves below the stage saw his expression, they knew that the child was dead.

Nian Gao, who had been pushed aside, was furious. He rushed forward and whipped Bao Ye ferociously. Even the dead child in his arms was not spared.

The slaves below the stage were so angry that their eyes turned red, especially when they saw the performance onstage. They really wanted to rush onto the stage and kill Nian Gao, but they didn't dare to show it out because they were afraid that Deacons would take revenge, so they just stood there clenching their fists.

Bao Ye cried loudly while hugging the child.

The more he fought, the more excited Nian Gao became. As if he was venting, he kept swinging his whip and revealed an extremely satisfied expression on his face.

When Dong Lingce saw this, he put down the chopsticks in his hand and quietly looked at the stage.

When Nian Gao's whip hit the child's face, Bao Ye, who was crying, suddenly stopped crying and ignored Nian Gao's whip, tightly hugged the child. After a long time, he started to kiss the child's face again and again with a doting expression, tidied the child's hair, and then carefully put the child down on the ground.

The slaves below the stage were extremely sad to see this scene. Under the influence of the sorrowful music, their eyes constantly rolled back in their sockets.

Suddenly, Bao Ye raised his head and glared at Nian Gao with his red eyes and his extremely angry eyes.

Nian Gao was scared by his vicious expression and couldn't help but take a step back.

Bao Ye stood up slowly.

In order to maintain Deacons's dignity, Nian Gao swung his whip at Bao Ye.

Bao Ye grabbed the whip and pulled forcefully, bringing Nian Gao in front of him. Then, he raised his fist and punched Nian Gao crazily, as if he was venting out all the grievances and pain he had suffered over the years.

"Nice shot." Some of the slaves could no longer bear it and shouted, "Beat him to death!"

These words provoked the slaves' anger, they completely forgot that there were also masters and Deacons who were staring at them, yelling 'Beat him to death' in anger. Some people even threw bowls and chopsticks at the stage in anger, some people even wanted to rush onto the stage, but they were stopped by Deacons.

At that moment, the atmosphere immediately reached its peak as chopsticks and bowls filled the air and became chaotic.

In fact, the slaves were not only venting their pain, but also their fear for the past few days. Lightning had caused them endless harm, causing them to lose their friends and family.

"These people want to rebel." Deacon Tao said angrily.

Dong Lingce looked at him lazily, not paying any attention to the situation of the slaves. Then, he suddenly asked: "Are we in need of water? You can't even give a slave a bowl of water? "

He believed that the play played by Bao Ye could affect the slaves' hearts. They must have experienced such a thing to be so angry and sorrowful.

Deacon Tao was stunned and did not dare to hide anything from his master. "This …" This... It was all a matter of Deacons's mentality, their superiority over low-class slaves... and the bullying was all on the slaves. "

Dong Lingce sneered, "They are slaves themselves."

"Mistress, I'll go stop them."

Dong Lingce did not object. He looked at Bao Ye, who was still hitting Nian Gao, and curled his lips: "You sure know how to move people's hearts."

Bao Ye saw that the situation was about to go out of control, so he quickly pulled Nian Gao away and ran to the bottom of the stage.

Ol 'Six walked over, patted Nian Gao on the shoulder and smiled, "You did really well just now, even I wanted to beat you up."

Nian Gao snorted coldly. Looking at the wounds on Bao Ye's body, he asked awkwardly, "Are you alright?"

At that time, he couldn't bear to do it. If Bao Ye didn't want him to take it seriously, and Master wasn't watching, he really wouldn't have been able to do it. Although he wanted to beat Bao Ye up a long time ago, he only wanted to vent his anger towards this person and didn't really want to beat him up.

Bao Ye shook his head. Seeing Dong Lingce looking at him, he walked over.

Dong Lingce sized him up and teased, "That's right, I'm just asking you to act out a pantomime. If you act out a play, you will be able to make the slaves fight against Wu Liang."

Bao Ye pretended to smile foolishly. He was very satisfied with the commotion he caused and also wanted to let the slaves know that fighting Deacons was not as bad as they imagined.

"From the play you acted, you should have been thinking about opposing your master for a long time."

Bao Ye was still giggling and didn't say anything.

Dong Lingce saw that the guy was giggling and didn't want to talk to him, so he became angry. However, when he thought about Dong Lingce's order not to talk to him for the whole day, he could only forgive him for today.

It took Deacons some time to suppress the slaves.

After calming down, the slaves still had some lingering fear. They were very worried that Deacons and the others would execute them, but they suppressed their excitement and joy.

After today's chaos, a small seed had quietly been planted deep in their hearts.

Ever since Dong Lingce warned the gods that the sky was no longer filled with thunder and lightning, it was as if the gods had ended the game and allowed the earth to regain its tranquility.

Bao Ye was quite surprised, he didn't expect that his teasing would bring peace to the slaves.

However, this peace did not last long.

The next day at noon, a light breeze blew in the air. The slaves who were working under the sun felt cool and had a smile on their faces. However, as time passed, the wind got stronger and stronger, making them unable to open their eyes.

Nian Gao, who was sitting at the window in a daze, saw the tree branches outside the entrance of the building sway from side to side. He turned around and muttered, "What a strong wind."

The wind was getting stronger and stranger. Nian Gao couldn't help but recall what Bao Ye said a few days ago. He suddenly turned around and looked at Bao Ye who was chatting with Bao Ye in disbelief: "The storm is coming."