At the beginning of the year of famine, the lucky girl of the farm family used cheats to support the

Qingheng went to catch up on his sleep, and there were only five of them at the dinner table. Xiaohua buried her head in eating, not caring at all about what they were saying.

Fu Bao put down his chopsticks and said, "I didn't expect them to chase us. We will leave as soon as possible and will not implicate you."

Yang Erwang said quickly: "That's not what I meant. Almost no one comes to this village to ask for directions, let alone stay overnight."

Fubao frowned: "Why is this happening?" There was nothing strange about the village except that it looked a little messy.

Yang Erwang hesitated and said, "Didn't you see the stone tablet when you came in? This village is not a village, it...it is a mass grave."

Fu Bao and Lin Sen both turned to look at him: "What?!"

Yang Erwang: "It's hard to settle down in other places in Jiangzhou, and it's even harder to find a house. When we first came here, we lived in a dilapidated temple for half a month before we found a place like this with low rent and not far from the city gate."

Fu Bao raised his eyebrows: "Mass grave? Aren't you afraid?"

Yang Erwang chuckled helplessly and said, "Afraid? Compared to ghosts, I'm more afraid of my wife and daughter starving to death or freezing to death. This place is actually quite good. Most people don't come here on weekdays. It's very quiet."

Fu Bao nodded and said, "Then why did those people last night..."

Yang Erwang: "Last night, that young man asked me to throw a small piece of cloth onto the mass grave. I guess it was because of this."

When they set out, Lin Sen thought the handkerchief had lost its smell, so he carried it with him again, putting them in danger. They had no carriage, so it was only a matter of time before they were caught up. Qing Heng's move successfully diverted the group's attention.

Lin Sen stood up and said, "I'll take you back to the barracks and deal with this matter."

Fubao nodded. She wanted Lin Sen to see Lin Keyi's true face, so she couldn't stop him.

After finishing his meal, Fubao said to Lin Sen, "We need to leave as soon as possible. If they come to their senses and search the village, I'm afraid the Yang family will be implicated."

Lin Sen nodded, then went into the inner room to call Qing Heng.

When Qingheng came out rubbing his eyes, Yang Erwang had already harnessed the ox cart and was planning to take them to the carriage and horse shop.

Lianqin packed a dozen large meat buns for them to carry in their bags, and told them, "Be careful on your journey, and say hello to your aunt."

Fubao nodded, jumped onto the ox cart, and the group swayed forward on the winding road.

Qing Heng: "It's broad daylight, it's hard to hide if they see us."

Fu Bao smiled and said, "With you here, why should we hide?"

Qing Heng touched his neck unnaturally and whispered: "Whatever you want——"

After walking for a cup of tea, the densely packed graves looked like pieces of ochre patches, with new and old ones interlaced on a large piece of wasteland.

Yang Erwang was not surprised, but he still considered that Fubao was a girl, so he said: "Girl, close your eyes. I will ask you to open your eyes after this period."

Fu Bao didn't obey, but stared at the scene in front of him without blinking: "Is this a mass grave?"

Many of the graves didn't even have a wooden sign in front of them, and were scattered and hastily buried. Going further, there were skeletons and half-rotten bodies piled up in a shallow pit like garbage, not even buried, and torn to pieces by wild wolves and dogs.

Qing Heng turned his face away awkwardly, but it felt like he was on both sides, so in the end he simply closed his eyes.

Although Lin Sen looked normal, his slightly furrowed brows also reflected his displeasure. After all, no one would be happy to pass by a mass grave.

Just as they were about to leave the mass grave, the sound of horse hooves could be heard as a group of people rushed towards them.

Qing Heng leaped up and drew his sword to protect them.

Lin Sen looked at the leader, the veins on his forehead throbbing, and shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"

The man was masked, but he knew he had been recognized by the look in Lin Sen's eyes, so he stopped pretending, took off his mask, and said to Lin Sen: "Master Sun, long time no see."

Lin Sen said angrily: "Thirteen, go back!"

The man called Thirteen raised his eyebrows, sat high on his horse, pretended to be respectful and bowed to Lin Sen, and said, "Sorry, Master Sun, I have a mission, I'm sorry I can't obey your order."

His words were respectful, but the impatience in his tone was heard by everyone.

Lin Sen: "I order you to go back now and stop immediately before a big mistake is made! Otherwise, I will not be soft-hearted."

Thirteen touched the mane of the horse under his crotch and said nonchalantly: "Master Sun, please don't embarrass me. They are just a little girl and a stinky Taoist priest. Why are you protecting them like this?"

After saying that, he directly called his men: "Go, invite the young master to the carriage first and send him to the eldest young master."

Lin Sen's eyes were red with anger: "Get lost, what young master? The Lin family no longer has any young master. Are you rebelling?"

Those people were not polite to Lin Sen at all. The only thing they cared about was not to hurt him. As for Fubao and Qingheng, their murderous intentions were obvious.

Fu Bao was very puzzled: "Lin Keyi and I have no grudges against each other, why does she have to pick on me? She even wants to kill me now."

Qing Heng protected her tightly and said, "If you want to know what a madman thinks, you are not far from becoming her."

Fubao pouted and said, "Oh——"

Seeing that their numbers were increasing, and even the masters who came to support them could almost fight Qing Heng to a draw, Fu Bao slowly took out the medicine powder from the space.

Yang Erwang held the cow tightly, shaking with fear but not letting go, and stammered to comfort Fubao: "Don't be afraid. If they come over, uncle will fight them."

As soon as he finished speaking, three masked men rushed over with knives in hand. Yang Erwang stood in front of Fubao fearlessly, with the tip of the knife almost piercing his throat, but the next moment, he was safe and sound.

Yang Erwang looked at his body in surprise. There was not a single scratch on his body. He breathed a sigh of relief. Then he saw three people lying motionless at his feet. He trembled and asked, "Are they dead?"

Fubao: "Don't be afraid, he just fainted. My master gave me this medicine powder for self-defense."

After the fight, Qing Heng's face was covered with bruises, and Lin Sen also used a killing move, killing five or six people in a row.

Thirteen looked at the corpse on the ground and shouted, "Master Sun, you really want to hurt your brother's life for an outsider!"

Lin Sen looked at the ground and said coldly: "Grandfather brought you back from the charity and raised you, and taught you how to make a living, but now it seems that he just raised a group of ungrateful people. Since you only listen to Lin Keyi's orders, then don't try to be related to me. We, the Lin family, will not do anything to let Tianqi down."

Just as Thirteen raised his sword and was about to make a comeback, a light laugh came from behind him: "Who the hell are you? How dare you call Young Master Sun your brother? It's so funny, hahahahahaha..."