The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

The situation was urgent, so Lu Qingqing didn't stand on ceremony and straddled him.

The moment Qin Lang stood up, she also saw the situation inside.

Several rooms were lit up, and the doors were wide open.

At that moment, Sun Dahai, who was inspecting the house in front, suddenly shouted:

"There's a thief here! Come quick!"

As soon as he shouted, several men ran out of the wide-open doorway in the courtyard.

They carried torches in their hands and had large and small bags on their backs.

The moment they ran out, Lu Qingqing bent down to avoid them.

Even with just one glance, she was certain that this was the thief.

Pressing down Qin Lang's head, she slid down his back lightly.

After landing, I moved a few steps to the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing that Qin Lang was about to follow, he gestured to him, indicating that he should go and check on Sun Dahai's side.

Qin Lang was a little worried, but when Lu Qingqing made the gesture a second time, he ran away.

Deep down, he knew that Qingqing had a spatial ability and that there wouldn't usually be any problems.

Knowing something doesn't mean you're not worried.

However, at times like these, you still have to listen to your wife's arrangements.

Lu Qingqing was highly focused at this moment, her mind entirely on the courtyard with the gate closed.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer inside, she changed the position of the large knife in her hand.

The moment the courtyard gate opened and the first person ran out, the broadsword slashed horizontally towards that person's neck.

Gululu.

After one head hit the ground, steaming blood spurted out, splattering all over the face of the person behind it.

Before he could even utter a cry of alarm, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and lost consciousness.

The two companions died so quickly that the people behind them were frightened and turned back.

Lu Qingqing tucked the long sword back into her waistband, quickly switched to a bow and arrow, and kicked open the courtyard gate.

As soon as they were seen, four men ran into the house.

Before the men could run into the house, two arrows struck two of the thieves in the back.

The remaining two hid inside the house and tried to find something to block the door.

Looking at the damaged door, Lu Qingqing knew that the family was probably doomed.

He pulled a dagger from his pocket and hurled it into the hole in the doorway.

A scream was heard, and a person inside the house collapsed to the ground.

The remaining person, seeing the hole in the door, quickly moved to the side.

Lu Qingqing kicked the door hard, and with no one blocking it from behind, it was kicked open.

She didn't rush inside, but stood at the door listening to what was happening inside.

As she expected, the thief inside the house was indeed hiding behind the door.

She didn't even step inside the door; she simply stabbed the large knife in the right spot.

The broadsword pierced through the wooden door and plunged into the man's chest.

The blow didn't kill him instantly; the thief behind the door began to scream in agony.

Lu Qingqing didn't draw her knife. As she walked into the house, she stretched out her hand, and a dagger appeared in her palm.

After entering, deal with the thief whose long knife was stuck in the door.

At that moment, she could smell the strong stench of blood in the room.

He picked up the torch outside the courtyard gate, went inside, and looked at the row of pillows on the kang (a heated brick bed) stained with blood.

She checked everyone's pulse, and only after confirming that no one in the house could be saved did she pull out the large knife from the door and go outside.

At this time, Qin Lang had already dealt with the thieves.

Unlike before, this time, Sun Dahai and his brother also killed a thief.

The two were desperately rubbing the snow off their faces to wash away the bloodstains.

But the smell of human blood lingered around my nose and wouldn't go away.

The two of them unconsciously started gagging and vomited up all the dinner they had eaten.

In fact, these are all normal reactions to killing someone for the first time.

Lu Qingqing didn't pay much attention and continued searching.

During this time, some families, knowing that the thieves had entered the village, also sent people out to search for them.

The further they went, the larger the group became, and the faster the search became.

Halfway there, their group had already killed seven or eight burglars who had broken into their homes.

Just as she was about to reach her own courtyard, Lu Qingqing vaguely heard a scream.

Ignoring the family she was about to search, she ran frantically toward her own courtyard.

Qin Lang didn't know what had happened, but seeing Qingqing's appearance, he quickly followed.

When Lu Qingqing ran to Mai Sui's house, she saw the gate with a crack in it, her heart skipped a beat, and she stopped abruptly.

Mai Sui's family consisted of only one woman and two children. Even if a man went in, they might not be able to defeat him.

She gestured for Qin Lang to go back to his own courtyard, and then pushed open the door and went into the yard herself.

At this moment, the door was open, but it was quiet inside, without the slightest sound.

Lu Qingqing felt a sinking feeling in her heart as she walked step by step toward the house where Mai Sui and her two children lived.

Upon entering the room, it was pitch black, but a faint, almost imperceptible smell of blood wafted through the air.

Just when she thought that Mai Sui and her son had been murdered, a low, trembling voice came from the inner room.

“Wheat ear, listen to what your mother says.”

You're still young, you have a long life ahead of you, you absolutely mustn't bear the stigma of murder.

"That old scoundrel Sun was killed by your mother, it has nothing to do with you, do you hear me?"

After a few seconds of silence in the room, the sound of wheat ears could be heard.

"Mother, if you insist on someone paying for his life, then I'll take full responsibility for my actions!"

Lu Qingqing listened to their conversation and quietly slipped out.

When he reached the courtyard gate, he pretended to have just arrived, carrying a lantern and hurriedly running in.

Inside the house, Mai Sui Niang heard someone coming and hurriedly cleaned up the scene.

Hearing that someone was about to come in, he immediately got up and walked to the door, blocking the view of the inner room.

Lu Qingqing, feigning complete ignorance, asked with concern:

"Auntie, Maisui, are you alright?"

I just saw a thief run past!

Mai Sui Niang stopped Mai Sui, who was about to speak, and forced herself to remain calm.

"Brother Lu, we're all alright."

However, the child's father was killed by thieves while trying to save us.

Baoshu also fell victim to that thief's cruelty!

When Lu Qingqing heard that she had realized what was happening, she didn't say anything more.

After instructing them to close the courtyard gate, he went back inside and blocked the door from the inside before going out again.

When I got to my own courtyard, I saw that although the gate had been smashed, it was obviously not damaged.

At this moment, Qin Lang also ran over from the front.

"Qingqing, I just asked, and Sun Yue and the others are alright."

By the way, how's Mai Sui's family?

Seeing that there were villagers not far away, Lu Qingqing did not mention what she had just heard.

He only said that the mother and daughter were unharmed, and then continued the search.

Fifteen minutes later, Lu Qingqing and her group ran into one of Uncle Jiu's nephews.

The man appeared to be fleeing in panic, his face still covered in blood.

Upon seeing so many villagers, he ran while calling for help.