The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

"The village chief's son?"

The man seemed to have heard Lan, but was not quite sure, so he opened his mouth to confirm.

"Yes, that's him. He's a Jinshi. My name is Mo Yici, and I'm a junior general in the Zhennan Army."

The man was skeptical and asked his companions behind him to inform Cang Wenyuan.

Mo Yici was sitting at the entrance of the village leading his horse. The refugees who had been blocking his way became malicious after picking up the copper coins and chased after him. They happened to see him at the entrance of Cangnan Village. They paused and looked at each other, and no one took the initiative to attack.

The situation is unclear at the moment and no one is willing to be the one to step forward.

I heard that Cangnan Village was invaded by bandits before, but they were all dealt with. They have no skills and just rely on their numbers, so now they don’t know what to do.

After a while, a bookish young man and a pale-faced little girl walked to the entrance of the village from the village.

Looking at the people at the entrance of the village, when they saw someone coming, they showed a respectful smile on their faces, which was a kind of joy emanating from the heart.

"Miss Blue."

Cang Wenyuan had a dark face. Ever since these people came, Lan Wangshu's prestige in the village had become higher and higher. Even the original villagers in Cangnan Village started to call her Miss Lan.

The villagers later learned the whole story from the village heads' meeting and expressed their gratitude to Lan Wangshu.

One reason is that the food they had in the past was insignificant, and now being able to save their lives is more precious; the other reason is that everyone is in awe of Lan Wangshu's martial arts. He is the one who dares to approach the bandits directly and send them away. Most importantly, these refugees who are skilled in martial arts respect him very much.

With her help, these villagers were able to get some protection from the refugees. With a safe environment, no one had any other ideas. The old Lan family, who were willing to find fault before, were no longer there, and no one came out to say any useless nonsense.

Sometimes Cang Wenyuan thought, why not just let Lan Wangshu and these people go out and build a village on their own. It was unbelievable that he, the son of an official village chief, had no sense of existence at all.

Lan Wangshu nodded and walked straight towards Mo Yici. She looked past him and at the crowd behind her.

"Why are you here? Did anything happen on the way?"

Mo Yici looked at her worried eyes and suddenly felt a little aggrieved. He tilted his head and coughed.

"Nothing."

Although he wanted to say it, he felt embarrassed after thinking it over and decided not to say it.

"Tell me what good things you have done?"

As soon as Lan Wangshu saw Mo Yici's face, she knew that she was in trouble on the road. She had to teach these people a lesson, otherwise it would affect others in delivering messages into the village. If she missed the news of her brothers, she was not a saint and would make them pay.

They rubbed their hands together and no one spoke.

"Did not say?"

The girl crossed her arms, her eyes full of coldness. She waited for a long time, but no one spoke. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. It doesn't matter. However, if I find out that you took the food and caused trouble for others, don't blame me for being heartless. The village has no obligation to help you."

"You are not the village chief, so what's the point of your words?"

The man rolled his eyes. He was not afraid of Lan Wangshu, a little girl. How could she have the final say in such a big village?

"Really? I'm not the village chief, so my words are useless. But I pay for your food. I'll give it to you even if I throw it on the mountain to feed the small animals. What can you do about it?"

"you!"

"what!"

In a flash, all the people dispersed and retreated twenty or thirty meters, leaving only the person who had just spoken provocatively kneeling on the spot.

He hugged his legs, his face full of pain, red liquid flowing down his legs, and a faint smell of blood spread in the cold air.

Lan Wangshu had a cold face, and the gun barrel with a metallic luster was pointed at him. A small iron ball would appear in the dark hole, and it would directly penetrate his flesh with terrifying speed and power.

These people are just ordinary refugees, with some small thoughts and human malice, and they would feel scared when faced with such absolute and unknown suppression by force.

A little girl with messy hair and expressionless face blinked and made people bleed, which made them even more frightened.

Humans are always animals that seek benefits and avoid harm. Faced with such opponents, they can only obey.

"Girl, we don't dare anymore."

Some people quickly knelt on the ground and began to kowtow. If they couldn't stay alive, what was the point of robbing money and supplies? Staying alive was the goal.