Before the house is confiscated, the enemy's warehouse is emptied and exiled

Upon seeing Shen Qingge return, the Shen family quickly gathered around, scrutinizing her from head to toe, fearing she might be injured in the slightest. Seeing the bruises on her arms and the wounds on her palms, the grandmother's face was filled with distress and resentment.

The Liu family was also overjoyed. Their home was filled with women and young children, many of whom were thirsty and dehydrated, and the adults were also weak. The arrival of water was like a rebirth.

The Wu family was filled with cries. They saw that everyone else's family had returned safely, but their Wu Sheng was gone just like that.

This person went out for no reason, but never returned, leaving no trace. It was unbearable for anyone to bear! The Wu family's mistress, Wang, was already extremely thirsty, and now she fainted. Her family members rushed forward in panic, some pinching her Ren Zhong, others giving her water. The scene was in chaos.

It can be said that some are happy while others are sad!

The officer Ma Si was also in a bad situation. Of the four men he took out, only one came back.

Wang Gui dragged him to a secluded corner and slapped him twice, loudly, until the corners of his mouth were broken and blood spurted out.

"You are incapable of doing anything but always make things worse! Didn't I tell you a long time ago to let the convicts go first?" Wang Gui's face was gloomy and he shouted angrily, his heart full of disappointment.

"I failed to lead the team properly. I accept the punishment! However, the dense forest is filled with miasma and is extremely dangerous. I have already tried my best!"

Ma Si said this respectfully, and then gave Wang Gui a brief account of the strange things he had encountered in the dense forest.

Although Wang Gui had escorted convicts along this route many times, he had never encountered such a strange and terrifying place. After hearing this, he couldn't help but be shocked. He thought to himself that he had to be doubly careful in the future, lest he lose his life instead of making money.

Before he could continue to scold Ma Si, the noise in the crowd attracted his attention. He looked around and finally set his eyes on Shen Qingge.

Is this woman lucky or just unlucky? She went through such a life-threatening situation but still looks unharmed.

Ma Si saw what he was thinking and before he could get angry, he knelt on one knee and apologized, "Forgive me for my incompetence. Under the circumstances before, I really didn't have the opportunity to drug Shen Qingge!"

Although Wang Gui was unhappy, he waved his hand and said, "It's okay. The situation in the dense forest is indeed unpredictable! But..."

He glared at Ma Si with a sidelong glance, his tone becoming fierce: "But I don't want to hear any excuses from you next time!"

Ma Si, who was kneeling on the ground, was so frightened that he trembled and repeatedly promised that he would find an opportunity in the next few days to pry open the woman's mouth!

At this moment, for some reason, the noise in the group of prisoners became louder and louder.

Ma Si stepped forward quickly and said in a deep voice, "What are you arguing about? Are you going to die?"

Zhao Ping's face turned pale as he staggered to Ma Si, crying, "Sir, have I been poisoned? Will I die like my father? I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

Everyone looked and saw that Zhao Ping's face and arms were covered with blisters the size of soybeans. His mouth must also be full of sores. He spoke unclearly, and every time he spoke, his face showed pain.

Ma Si instinctively looked towards Shen Qingge, only to find her expression indifferent, as if she were indifferent. He swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He really didn't want to cause trouble, especially with Zhao Du's death still fresh in his mind. If we were to talk about cruelty, this woman was truly ruthless!

Then, Ma Si said coldly, "Get away from me! Don't get so close to me! If the abscesses on your body get on me, I will turn you into a pool of blood like Wu Sheng!"

Zhao Ping was stunned when he heard this, and seeing Ma Si's gloomy face, he dared not say anything.

When the people heard what the officer Ma Si said, they all kept their distance from him and avoided him as if he were the plague.

Sister-in-law Wang Lan leaned close to Shen Qingge and gossiped, "Little sister, what happened to Zhao Ping? His face is covered with sores. It looks scary!"

"Nothing, just inhaled too much miasma from the forest!"

"Then, he won't be contagious, right?"

Shen Qingge shook his head and assured his sister-in-law.

Nephew Shen Jintang also ran over and said innocently, "Aunt, aunt, should we save him?"

Shen Qingge squatted down with a smile, patted little Jintang's head, and said patiently: "Jintang is really well-behaved and knows how to be kind to others. However, not everyone in this world deserves our kindness, especially those who are already full of malice towards us!"

Xiao Jintang frowned, nodded as if he understood, took the snack that Shen Qingge handed to him from her arms, and ran away happily.

Shen Qingge knew that the miasma Zhao Ping had inhaled wasn't too poisonous, and wouldn't kill him. He was just suffering from sores on his head and pus on his feet. This was exactly what Zhao Ping deserved!

Thinking of this, she chuckled twice and left the still noisy crowd. She had to get her family to pack up quickly, after all, these officials were not so kind, and they would be leaving soon.

As expected, half an hour later, the officers whipped the convicts and urged them to set off.

At this time, it was still early and there were still about two hours before dark, which was enough time to walk a long way.

Therefore, even though most of the convicts were still weak, they had to get up and continue on their journey without wasting a moment.

Zhao Ping walked at the back of the team, and even his family stayed away from him, for fear of being infected by him.

The blisters and rashes on his body grew more and more numerous and densely packed, and his face became swollen like a steamed bun, and his original appearance could not be seen.

He walked very slowly because his soles and ankles were covered with blisters, like rash. With every step, the blisters were rubbed by the soles of his shoes and the shackles, causing him excruciating pain.

He walked slower and slower, almost falling out of the group. As a result, he was inevitably whipped several times, his flesh torn to pieces, his body oozing with yellow pus, a disgusting and horrifying sight. From time to time, he also emitted a foul odor, which attracted many flies.

The people around him almost vomited after smelling the stench, and they moved further and further away from him, disgusted to death.

Zhao Ping looked at their reactions and the anger in his heart surged again.

He looked at Shen Qingge in the distance with poisonous eyes, and resentment suddenly arose in his heart.

It was this woman who had cast some magic spell to poison his father and then left him to die without saving him. It was also this woman who had just been in the mountains and who, knowing full well that the miasma was harmful, had only said a few words in a casual manner, causing him to be careless and poisoned. It was also this woman who was the only one in the entire group of exiles who knew some medical skills, yet she still ignored him.

This woman has no heart at all!

The more he thought about it, the harder it was for him to suppress the resentment in his heart. He reached into his pocket and tightly grasped the golden whistle left by his father.