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

After learning the address of the charcoal kiln, Bai Song glanced at Master Wang, who was standing silently to the side, and said with a smile:

"Old Wang, speaking of which, you and Brother Lu and the others are old acquaintances."

Now that we've met, they don't even say hello.

When Master Wang heard what he said, he shrank back in fright.

Bai Song stared at him with a smile, recalling the things this man had done.

No longer daring to pretend, she forced a smile and greeted Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang.

Seeing that Lu Qingqing and the other person were ignoring Master Wang, Bai Song's smile widened.

"Young Master Lu, it seems there's quite a grudge between you two."

Perfect timing, you can tell me the location of the charcoal kiln.

I don't have anything to thank you for, so I'll just give this person to you.

How you deal with him is entirely up to you.

As he spoke, he kicked Master Wang in the buttocks.

He kicked the man, causing him to stumble a few steps and fall to the ground.

Upon hearing this, Master Wang was so frightened that he turned around and crawled back.

"Brother Bai, please, don't send me away."

I've given you my entire fortune.

From now on, I'll be your slave, please spare my life!

When Bai Song saw his dirty hands trying to grab onto him, he frowned and took two steps back in disgust.

Yan Xu, who was standing nearby, drew his long sword from his waist and slashed at Master Wang's arm.

Instantly, blood stained the knife.

Master Wang clutched his arm and fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

It means it's winter now, so we should dress warmly.

The broadsword sliced ​​through, leaving only a deep, bloody gash.

If it were summer, it would be hard to say whether he could save his arm.

Yan Xu wiped the blood off Master Wang's body with the knife, then put the knife away and returned to Bai Song's side.

Ignoring the wailing of Master Wang on the ground, Bai Song smiled and bid farewell to the two.

Qin Lang only looked away after the others had walked away.

"Qingqing, this Baisong is a ruthless person."

If it really comes to that, things could get quite troublesome.

What Qin Lang didn't say was also quite clear.

When Master Wang fled, he took a lot of grain and money with him.

It's only been a little over a month; we can't possibly eat it all up.

The most likely scenario is that they ran into Baisong's group while fleeing.

The carriages, money, and grain were all confiscated.

Whether to save his own life or to seek revenge, Master Wang revealed the location of Fushan Town.

Now that they had just settled down in Fushan Town, Bai Song immediately offered to give Master Wang a favor.

Although they had a grudge against Master Wang, dealing with someone even more ruthless than Master Wang was even more troublesome.

Lu Qingqing naturally knew all this, and glanced at Master Wang, who was wailing on the ground.

They had Sun Erhe find a rope and tied Master Wang up tightly.

Then, the two men escorted the man toward Uncle Wu's house.

When Qin Lang arrived at Uncle Wu's house, he told Uncle Wu what had happened.

Looking at Master Wang kneeling on the ground, Uncle Wu thought of the young descendants in the village who had died.

His youngest son and eldest grandson both died in that battle.

He had watched those two children grow up, and they lost their lives just like that!

Uncle Wu thought to himself, his cloudy eyes brimming with hatred.

He summoned Sun Chengkun and asked him to notify the villagers to go to the ancestral hall.

They must publicly execute the enemy who attacked their village and killed many villagers.

Seeing that Sun Chengkun had gone out to call for help, Lu Qingqing pulled Master Wang to the woodshed.

After a period of torture and forced confession, some information about Bai Song's group was obtained.

Bai Song and his men were indeed soldiers from Hai'an County, and they did escape after the barbarians breached the city walls.

However, this group of people were not exactly benevolent.

Before they fled the city, they robbed two wealthy households.

They looted almost all of the two families' money and their collections accumulated over the years.

However, they were pursued by barbarian soldiers while they were fleeing.

They lost a lot of things while trying to escape.

At that time, only the two carriages containing the money and valuables that were deemed most important were kept.

It wasn't until we got to the back that we realized the importance of food and firewood.

Therefore, along the way, whenever they encountered a place with people, they would approach and negotiate.

They would either rob or buy, seizing any opportunity to hoard supplies.

With the carriage contributed by Master Wang, we finally arrived at Fushan Town.

However, Lu Qingqing guessed that Bai Song and the others were probably extremely disappointed when they saw the situation in Fushan Town.

Not only is this place not as prosperous as Master Wang described, but the villagers are also quite fierce.

Judging from their posture of ready to fight at the slightest disagreement, a real fight would inevitably result in heavy losses.

This is probably one of the reasons why Bai Song didn't take any further action.

Lu Qingqing told Uncle Lao Wu all the information she had gotten from Master Wang.

Actually, this is pretty much what Uncle Wu had guessed before.

Bai Song and his group were like jackals waiting to devour meat and drink blood.

Once they've recovered, they'll probably give someone a taste of their own medicine.

As they were talking, Sun Chengkun ran back.

"Dad, I've notified everyone in the village. Let's go to the ancestral hall!"

Uncle Wu nodded and walked out, leaning on his cane.

Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang did not follow them.

They only heard about it when Sun Dahai returned.

Upon arriving at the ancestral hall, Uncle Wu only said one sentence.

Your enemies are here. Avenge your families!

The villagers hated Master Wang so much that they rushed at him in a swarm.

You punch me, I kick you!

Although no knife was used, Master Wang died within two quarters of an hour.

Sun Chengkun led his men and threw the body directly into a ditch north of the village.