Taking space to escape famine, Sister Wan killed everyone along the way

Finally, Zhang San guessed a direction and exaggerated the supplies, hoping to attract this group of refugees to kill all the villagers and avenge them.

As for himself, he said that he would follow the bearded man's orders. How could he get involved with such a murderer? He must be trying to find a way to escape. His words were just a delaying tactic.

After he finished speaking, he looked at the bearded man hopefully, but saw a hint of sarcasm in the bearded man's eyes.

The word "kill" was uttered, and Zhang San's face showed horror. Before he could beg for mercy, he fell in a pool of blood, and the others also fell down one after another.

At the moment he fell down, he was still thinking, this bearded man doesn't keep his word, what kind of boss is he!

The bearded man curled his lips slightly and snorted, "Hmph, don't you see what kind of person you are? You're such a heartless and ungrateful fellow! You come to me like a dog, I'm afraid you'll bite me back. You'd rather die!"

The bearded man felt that his trip was in vain and was very angry, so he ordered the village to be burned down. The weather was dry and the fire spread quickly. The fire grew bigger and bigger and soon engulfed the entire village.

The villagers of Daqin Village who fled famine had no idea what was happening in the village. At this time, they were rushing towards the next county.

It was just dawn when the people of Daqin Village arrived outside the neighboring county town. Many refugees had already gathered outside the town, dragging their families with them. They were skin and bones, with dull and confused eyes, which was a true portrayal of these people.

"Why won't you let us into the city? We've fled all the way here, and there's never been a county that wouldn't let us in!" Many refugees gathered outside the city, shouting at the tall car door.

At this time, the city gates were tightly shut. A soldier on the tower refused to answer the refugees and shouted, "By order of the county magistrate, none of you refugees are allowed to enter the city. Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

"Why? We are the people of the Great Xia Dynasty. Why are you not letting us into the city? You are trying to cut off our livelihood!"

"We're going into town!"

"We're going into town!"

The refugees below were shouting, but the officers and soldiers on the city wall did not make a sound until their throats became hoarse and their voices gradually died down. However, everyone's face was pale and the place was filled with deathly silence.

"What's going on? Our county allows people to enter the city, but the neighboring county doesn't allow them to enter the city?" The people in Daqin Village were puzzled. If they were not allowed to enter the city, did they have to take a longer detour?

But they have never been out of the county, so how do they know whether the path is easy to walk on?

"I'll go ask!" Qin Wanwan came out.

Logically speaking, it is only the early stage of fleeing famine, and the city should not be closed unless something big happens.

But if this county town is closed, then everyone else will follow suit, and the road ahead will probably be even more difficult.

"I'll go, you stay here with your mother and the others!" Qin Qingyun held his daughter.

Qin Wanwan did not refuse, but sat on the ox cart to rest. After a while, Qin Qingyun came over with a sullen face.

"What's wrong? Why that expression? What happened?" The village chief was a little anxious. They had already come here with their families and finally took the first step. Wouldn't they have to turn around and go back again?

Qin Qingyun said, "A big incident happened in the city yesterday. A wealthy businessman cooked porridge to help the refugees. The refugees pretended to be grateful, but at night they sneaked into the businessman's house, killed people and stole food. No one in the wealthy businessman's family of more than 30 survived, and the youngest was only a five-month-old baby."

Hearing this, everyone in Daqin Village was shocked, "It's hard to be a good person these days!"

"That's right. Everyone is in danger right now. Who wouldn't put themselves first? There are still wealthy businessmen willing to make porridge to help the refugees. They are already rare good people. Let's not talk about food, even water is hard to come by right now."

"Who says it's not true? If we had this much money, we would have found a place with plenty of food and water to live a peaceful life. Why would we still suffer here? Doing a good deed could cost our entire family their lives."

This was not a pleasant thing to say, but it was the truth. Everyone felt sad for the rich businessman, and at the same time, they felt sad for their own unfortunate fate.

"What should we do?" someone asked.

Qin Qingyun and his companions looked at the map and made some gestures on it. This map was drawn by themselves based on the description in the book. Their accuracy was unknown at present, so they could only grope their way around it bit by bit. Anyway, as long as their general direction was correct, then it would be correct!

After looking for a while, the leaders finally decided to start from a small road. This road passed through Lizhong Mountain, which happened to be the mountain occupied by the bandits who raided their village the night before.

The village chief called a representative from each family and told them the decision. When they learned the name of the hill, they were all excited.

"Let's take this path. According to what those bandits said, there are probably only a few gatekeepers left on Lizhong Mountain. It's a good opportunity for us to go there and take revenge!"

"Yes, and with such a large hill, we should be able to resupply!"

Thinking about the bandits who attacked them, all of them were big and strong, and it was obvious that they had eaten a lot of good food, so there must be no shortage of food in their stronghold.

They are now fleeing from famine, and what they lack most are food and water. It would be even better if they could find some water in the village.

At first, a few people were hesitant. They had just escaped death and left the village. If they entered the bandits' lair again, what would happen if they died?

But when he thought of the blood feuds from the night before, the hatred that he could not hide emerged in his bones. When he heard other people mention supplies, the hesitation in his heart disappeared.

Fuck him!

"Now, let's rest here!" After the discussion, Qin Qingyun asked everyone to go back. After traveling all night, they also needed to rest.

Daqin Village found a remote and open place. Although they had a lot of people and supplies, no one dared to take action.

When they came out, they collected a lot of water from the Qin family's well.

It’s strange to say, there was usually no water in the well, but today when they were fleeing from famine, the well was suddenly full of water. Every household received a lot of water, so they could survive for a while.

Each family brought dry food with them. They ate the dry food that irritated their throats and drank water from their kettles, only a little at a time, for fear that if they ran out of water, they would not have the next meal.

Qin Wanwan's family didn't have a fire to cook, and they ate dry food. However, the dry food was steamed buns mixed with black flour, which was much more comfortable to eat than those mixed with bran.

Qin Wanwan was eating the dry steamed bun, which had no taste. Suddenly, she thought of the Lao Gan Ma in the mall. Without any hesitation, she fumbled around on the ox cart for a long time and took out a bowl wrapped in oil paper.

This was what she had just taken out from the space. She poured the Lao Gan Ma into a bowl, wrapped it with oil paper, and took it to her side of the house.

The Qin family and the Song family formed a circle and stayed next to the ox cart where Song Qin was lying.

"What did you take? It's wrapped in oil paper, so mysterious?" Old Mrs. Song looked at Qin Wanwan and asked with a smile.

No one else in the Qin family asked, they knew that this must have been taken out of the mysterious space by the daughter (elder sister).

"Good stuff!" Qin Wanwan sat down and opened the oil paper. A fragrant smell came to her nose, and the Song family almost screamed.

"Wan girl, what is this? Why does it smell so good?" Old Man Song and Old Lady Song were surprised that this girl actually had such a good thing.