Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

The group, some driving oxcarts and others pushing carts loaded with straw, marched from dawn till dusk.

We didn't rest at all along the way.

At most, I would hurriedly grab a sip of water and eat something while walking to fill my stomach.

Lingyao was also given two bites of dark brown steamed buns by Fanghua; they were hard, dry, and tasteless.

Although they didn't stop to rest along the way, no one objected.

After all, they had to reach the next village before dark, otherwise, once it got dark, they would have nowhere to stay.

All must die.

So they always calculate the time carefully before setting off.

It's two villages away from here to Liuhua Village.

The first village is nearby; they can reach it if they drive there without stopping during the day.

The second village is quite far away; it will take two days to get there.

They needed to find the abandoned temple on the mountain map to rest there.

However, this was all under the condition that no accidents occurred on the road, and there was no rain or natural disasters.

Fortunately, the weather was great on the first day, even though we traveled all day.

The group arrived at the first village in a grand procession.

The village chief's son, acting as the messenger, was prepared to go into the village first to negotiate and ask if there were any vacant houses for them to rest in.

These days, people die one after another, and there are countless abandoned thatched huts.

The group of people were exhausted after traveling all day, and some of them sat cross-legged on the ground to wait.

Those with cars would sit in their cars and take out some dry food to eat.

Yu Dasheng also pushed a cart. Fanghua let Lingyao sit on the cart, broke off a steamed bun, divided it into three portions, one portion for each of the three family members, and Yu Dasheng had to push the cart with all his might.

He also received the largest share.

When Lingyao handed Fanghua the steamed buns, she casually took out three small peaches and gave one to each of the couple.

Fanghua held the peach in her hand, puzzled: "Where did this peach come from?"

Lingyao casually made up a story: "I picked it from the back mountain before."

Another reason why children like to run to the back mountain is that they want to pick fruit to eat there.

However, whether or not they can pick them depends entirely on luck, and no one dares to go to the slightly deeper parts of the mountains.

Fanghua felt a chill run down her spine when she heard that Lingyao had picked the fruit from the back mountain.

He took the fruit and slapped the elixir on the head.

"Oh dear, how many times have I told you not to go to the back mountain? Why did you still go to pick fruit? Luckily nothing happened..."

Lingyao coldly took a bite of the peach: "I'm not kidding when I ask Pangu to close the heavens and shut the earth!"

Yu Dasheng, holding a peach, urged Fanghua, "Alright, alright, the child is fine anyway, and there are still peaches here, eat them quickly."

The water and food prepared by everyone were limited, so no one was able to get enough to eat along the way.

Lingyao ate two bites of steamed bun, while Fanghua and Yu Dasheng only drank a sip of water on the way.

Now, holding this peach, I feel it smells so good.

Although they don't look very big, they are bright red and juicy. One bite and they are full of juice, and even have an indescribable aroma.

After eating just one small thing, my empty stomach felt like I had a full meal, and I was full of energy.

Even the people next to them could smell the aroma of the peaches and were so tempted that they kept swallowing their saliva.

While Lingyao ate the peach, she was wondering where the binding order had gone.

I didn't see anyone when I woke up today, and they didn't show up along the way either.

However, she could feel the binding force all the way.

He just doesn't show up.

I have no idea what kind of trouble they're trying to cause.

A group of people, exhausted from a long day's journey, finally reached the road and were now able to relax. They chatted and laughed outside the village, waiting for the village chief's son to bring back a message.

After waiting for quite a while, the village chief's son finally returned.

However, the expression on his face didn't look good, and everyone stopped talking.

Looking at the village chief's son's face, I felt uneasy.

Could it be that the people in Sesame Village are unwilling? But that shouldn't be the case, since they don't eat a single bite of food from Sesame Village; they're just looking for a place to rest temporarily.

Some impatient people went directly to the village chief's son and asked him if the people of Sesame Village were unwilling.

The village chief's son shook his head, his tone somewhat heavy.

"No, everyone, come with me into the village and see for yourselves."

A group of people, filled with both curiosity and unease, followed the village chief's son into the village.

Upon entering the village, the group of people all fell silent.

It wasn't even dark yet, but there wasn't a single person on the main street of Sesame Village.

It's completely empty.

As we walked along, we saw that many of the thatched huts had their doors wide open, but there was no sign of anyone living inside, and even the tables were covered in dust.

When they saw that there was no one on the road, everyone was uneasy, wondering if the people of Sesame Village had also been massacred.

But when they went inside, they found that the rice bins and grain bags were all empty, with only a few shriveled, starving rats inside.

When monsters slaughter a village, they won't take the food; people are the monsters' food.

Moreover, no blood was found in the house or on the street.

This is clearly a voluntary move.

But under what circumstances could all the residents of Sesame Village move out ahead of schedule?

Where can such a large village of people be moved to? If they can't find a place to go, then they can only become food for the medicine.

Or become a vagrant.

They have a house in the village and are living comfortably, so why would they leave?

The group of people finally squeezed into a large house in the middle of Sesame Village, all feeling heavy-hearted about the relocation of the entire village.

“This Sesame Village has a larger population than our village, and its land is better than ours. How could the whole village suddenly move away?”

“I have a relative from Sesame Village. A few months ago, I heard him say that there were rumors from the imperial court that demons are now rampant. They started by causing chaos without any organization, and now they have begun to carve out their own territories.”

"In our Lingnan region, demons roam rampant, and the imperial court lacks sufficient demon hunters. The Imperial Advisor has suggested abandoning our Lingnan region for now and occupying the central location of the main prefecture..."

“Especially for small villages like ours…”

"So Sesame Village was discussing moving the whole village away, but at the time I just thought it was gossip."

As soon as he said that, one of the people sitting down couldn't help but spit.

“I think that demons are rampant now, and the imperial court is no better than them. Only the people in their main city are human, while the lives of the hundreds of us are just free food for the demons.”

No one dared to speak up, since discussing the imperial court in this way was a capital offense. However, no one refuted them, and their faces were all rather grim.

The village chief's son spoke up at the right moment to ease the tension.

"Alright, that's enough about that. Fortunately, we already know the news. After we return from Liuhua Village, I will tell my father about it and we can discuss it. Everyone has been traveling all day, so let's rest early. We still have to set off early tomorrow morning."