Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Just as she was thinking about what to do, Naitang appeared and dozens of mice suddenly attacked the old lady.

The old lady's cotton-padded jacket was full of bags filled with food. The mice started biting her clothes, and soon all the food fell out.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." As soon as Naitang screamed, many mice ran away.

The old woman stood up and cried out, "What on earth are these damned rats trying to do? It's over! All my food is gone."

All the food in the cloth bag of her cotton-padded jacket fell out, and the surrounding victims rushed over to grab it.

The old woman howled loudly, "What are you doing? This is my food, wuwuwuwuwu... I will fight you."

The old lady immediately started fighting with the disaster victims nearby. Mulan sneered and said, "So she was just pretending!"

The ferocious expression on the old lady's face froze instantly. Lin Wanwan shook her head. This was too unprofessional.

The old woman knew she couldn't get the food back, so she simply lay down on the ground and said, "Ouch! It hurts... It hurts everywhere... You have to compensate me for the food. If it weren't for you, my food wouldn't be lost."

Huang Mao immediately drew his sword, and the others followed suit. The old woman screamed even louder, "Help! In broad daylight...someone wants to kill me! I'm so pitiful!"

Suddenly, they heard the sound of horse hooves from behind. The road was not wide. Master Bai said, "Hurry up and move our wheelbarrow over here. These horses should be fast..."

Just as she heard the sound of horse hooves coming closer from behind, Lin Wanwan saw more than a dozen people riding fast horses galloping towards her.

"Gee, gee, gee..." Isn't this too fast? It's even faster than that car.

The old lady was still sitting in the middle of the road, and no one knew what she was thinking. Could it be that she wanted to blackmail these people?

The old lady was absolutely crazy. The two wheelbarrows were pushed a long way away. The old lady was terrified and wanted to get up and run.

But the dozen or so galloping horses had no time to stop and simply trampled over her.

Those men had stern eyes and swords on their bodies. They didn't even look at me and just rode away on their fast horses.

There was only a large pool of blood left on the ground, and the old lady's head rolled several times on the ground.

Lin Wanwan was horrified. Oh my god! This is really not treating people as human beings. Hitting someone's car is not right, but this... This is clearly ignoring traffic rules and ordinary people.

Master Bai sighed and said:

"These people are messengers, and the military intelligence they convey concerns the safety of the country, so they will not stop easily.

There must be a war going on. The days ahead will be even more difficult."

In fact, Master Bai had already anticipated that ordinary soldiers would not charge a city entry fee. Once these fees were collected, it would mean that the army’s financial and material resources could not keep up.

Lin Wanwan wanted to cry. What kind of mode had she activated? This was simply hell mode.

Who had sent her here? She wanted to go home. Life in the ancient times was too unstable, and human life was too worthless.

If she can't go back, she has to make herself more valuable. She feels very insecure now.

Zhao Qiaoniang continued on her way, but was stopped by a dozen people.

A man looked at them and said, "It was your wheelbarrow that crushed my mother. Now she is dead. You are her murderers. Return her life."

"Yes, my poor mother-in-law! Wuuuuuuu... She will never come back."

Master Bai looked at them and said, "We all know what happened. Is it your mother trying to blackmail us, or is it something else? Don't you know it?"

The man said viciously, "Stop talking nonsense. Now that someone has been crushed to death, you have to compensate me for my mother."

Zhao Qiaoniang sneered and said, "Who are you going to blame for crushing him to death? You think we're easy to bully, right?"

Everyone took out their swords, and the man suddenly said, "Rob...rob the food in their carts."

The dozen or so people behind the man all had ferocious looks on their faces and rushed towards the food on the cart like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

Their hands eagerly reached for the backpacks and bags. Just as their fingers touched the backpacks and bags, screams suddenly rang out: "Oh! What is so prickly?"

The backpacks and bags were covered with chestnut shells, the thorns of which were so hard that they pricked their hands and made them bleed.

Huangmao, Zhao Qiaoniang, Mulan, and Cui Ya rushed forward directly, and Master Bai, Madam Bai, Lin Fugui, Zheng Xiuxiu, and the little carpenter were not to be outdone.

Their physical strength was still much better than that of the people on the opposite side. Although those people were strong and healthy, they had not eaten enough recently and their legs were weak. In addition, Zhao Qiaoniang and the others practiced kung fu for half an hour every day.

These people were no match for them and soon they all fell to the ground.

Huang Mao looked at them and sneered repeatedly: "Want to rob?"

"No...no, we just...just want to..."

"What are you thinking about? Think about it first." The yellow-haired man kicked him hard on the leg.

"I was wrong, brother, don't kick me. Let's discuss what you want." This man was their leader, so he naturally knew that he had hit a wall today.

He also didn't expect that this group of people looked weak and unable to take care of themselves, but when they fought, they were like desperate women, and their moves were very strange, just like those of martial artists.

When he thought of this, his head exploded. After choosing and choosing, he chose a tough guy, and he not only lost his mother but also his army.

It was really unlucky. Huang Mao was not polite at all: "What did you ask us for before? Two bags of food, right? You guys robbed a lot of people in the past, right?"

"No... this is our first time." The man denied it flatly.

"Hey! I don't care how many times you do this, we want two bags of grain and one or two taels of silver." The yellow-haired man looked at him viciously.

They had dragged the group into the woods and tied them to trees.

The man sighed and said:

“Okay, let them go and let them go back and get it!

But one ounce of silver is too much, I can't afford it, 200 wen."

Huang Mao looked at Zhao Qiao Niang, who nodded. Huang Mao said, "Okay, hurry up, we still have to hurry!"

These people quickly brought two bags of grain and 200 coins. Zhao Qiaoniang took the money and looked at them and said, "It's better not to do this kind of business. Not everyone is a fool."

The group of people remained silent, and Zhao Qiaoniang continued to move forward with the group.

The people from Linjia Village had already walked a long way away, and these people would not wait for them at all.

Zhao Qiaoniang sighed and said, "I don't know why these people do this business."

"In order to survive, in these times, this method is the fastest way to get food. There will be more and more people like this in the future, so we must be more careful.

Our wheelbarrows are indeed convenient, but while they bring convenience, they also make us targets." Master Bai said solemnly.