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

But what would the aunt think? Fubao looked at her hurriedly, only to see that she looked indifferent, sleeping soundly on the straw.

There were constant shouting and cursing on the road outside, and the sound was clearly carried to her ears by the wind. Everyone in the family was woken up, but when they looked at Zhang Ercui again, she was still motionless.

Fubao stepped forward to stop Zhao Xiuer who was about to wake her up, pulled her away and said, "Mom, my aunt doesn't want to face it, so don't call her." He knew clearly what was going on, so there was no need to force it.

Those who were woken up dared not breathe, for fear of being discovered by the refugees carrying axes.

Qingyang was the only one who was woken up. He turned over and looked at them sitting up nervously, and asked, "You...can't sleep? How about I give you an injection, it's very effective."

Fu Bao whispered, "Master! They've chased us to our doorstep, and you're still sleeping. Your head will be chopped off in a moment!"

Qingyang laughed and said, "What are you doing? Do you have cotton in your throat?" Then he looked at everyone and said, "It's not necessary. As long as you don't light a fire, they can't get out or in."

It was late at night, but they were all no longer sleepy. Fubao turned over and sat up: "Master, so we have been wandering here for a long time. Is it you who did this?"

Li Huaiqing quickly said, "Hey - Yishu, you can't be disrespectful to your master."

Qingyang didn't care and answered honestly: "Let you see it in advance, so that you won't feel uneasy staying here. Besides, I haven't found such a unique place for a long time..."

Fu Bao was surprised: "Is this a formation?"

Qingyang pondered for a moment, hesitating: "Tsk - how to put it? Yes and no. Anyway, it's not as powerful as you think. It just relies on the terrain and the surrounding trees to create a more confusing intersection. It's what you call - a ghost wall."

Fubao had never thought that there was such a thing. He was so surprised and curious that he quickly asked, "How did you do it? It's amazing!"

Qingyang looked at them all looking at him with shining eyes, and his sleepiness disappeared a lot: "It's nothing, actually. This road doesn't go straight forward. It's just that there is a slight deviation and you can't feel it."

Fu Bao immediately thought: "If I don't use my eyes, can I feel that something is wrong?"

Qing Yang: "Of course it won't work if you just close your eyes, but if you've been blind for a long time, you should be able to detect some problems."

Fubao said happily: "No wonder Granny Jin knew it! Fortunately she said that, otherwise, I would have felt a little uneasy."

Several people chatted about everything under the sun, and Qingyang told them a lot of the truth behind folk legends, which made several people stunned.

The people on the road outside seemed to have walked around again and were already a little collapsed.

"God! God of the Land! I am really bewitched, please let me go..."

Then, voices of pleading came one after another: "I have elderly parents and young children to take care of. If I wasn't really starving, I would never dare to do such a hurtful thing."

"My family has been farmers for three generations. We have never done anything bad before coming here. We were forced to do it. Please let us go."

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A group of people were crying and shouting, and they didn't know where Zhang Cuicui had been thrown to. At this time, they no longer had the arrogance and momentum of wanting to kill people right in front of them when they first came.

Some people even shouted like crazy: "There is a ghost, there is a ghost... I saw it, it's in the grass!"

They waved their axes wildly and yelled, "Get out! Ah—get out!"

The lush green grass was cut down so quickly that only a few strands were broken.

Fubao: "How long are we going to scare them? They are so noisy!"

Qingyang curled his lips: "Someone will come to find them in the daybreak. If they are crazy or stupid now, it has nothing to do with me. I didn't do anything." He bit the dogtail grass between his teeth and hummed an unclear tune.

Fu Bao didn't feel much except that it was noisy. After all, who would have sympathy for a group of people who wanted to kill him? Unless he didn't want to live anymore.

Since she couldn't walk or sleep, she simply started chatting: "Master, have you been to Yuzhou?"

Qingyang responded lazily: "Hmm..."

Fubao: "Is there anything special about Yuzhou? Anything delicious or fun?"

Qingyang thought for a moment and said slowly, "The fruits are sweet, and the Taoist temple is big, but the road is too far. My legs hurt every time I walk... The chef of Fu'anlou is obviously from Danzhou, but he is always forced to cook Jiangzhou cuisine. He was so angry that he quit and insisted on following me to become a Taoist priest..."

Fubao stopped at the right time, after all, she had no interest in the story of the bun shop owner and the stray dog. It can be seen that Qingyang had indeed been in Yuzhou, and it can also be seen how exciting his daily life was before...

As he spoke, his eyelids grew heavier. When he opened his eyes again, he was already being carried onto the ox cart.

Yisheng was the one who changed Lin Sen's dressing. His family didn't know how he could be so patient. They were afraid that he was thirsty and in pain, and they wanted to help him even go to the toilet.

Fubao had noticed Yisheng's behavior a long time ago. Ever since Lin Sen told him about "learning and practicing from time to time" last night, he has been admiring him. His round black eyes were full of light.

Yisheng loved reading since he was young, but his family was in a difficult situation before, and later they had to move and flee. Fubao had long thought about finding a teacher for him, but there was no chance. Unexpectedly, Yisheng had already found one.

Fubao found an opportunity to get close to the man, and while looking at his injuries, he asked, "Isn't my brother smart?" His voice was full of playfulness.

Lin Sen smiled and said, "Well, your parents are good at teaching. They are smart and cute."

When Fubao heard him say this, he hurriedly asked, "Then can you be his husband?"

Lin Sen was stunned, and moved his arms with difficulty, and said: "I really can't do it. Yisheng is a good seedling, but in my current state, I can't do anything except dictating a few words."

Fu Bao said dejectedly: "He likes reading very much..."

Lin Sen: "I know, I will try my best, but I can't be his teacher. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, I am the worst student in my generation, and I don't like studying, that's why I joined the army. It's okay for him to learn to read from me, but the rest..."

Fubao: "Then learn to read first. It's fine as much as you can teach me."

Lin Sen smiled and said, "You don't have to be sad. It's not that I don't want to teach him, but I will leave after my injury heals. How about this, my third uncle Lin Yanshen is studying in Yuzhou, I will write a letter to recommend Yisheng to him. He is a person who loves talents, and he will definitely agree."

Fubao: "Thank you, Mr. Lin!"

In this way, the problem of Yisheng's enlightenment can be solved.

As the day dawned, there seemed to be more footsteps on the road. The steps were very light, as if they were looking for someone.