An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

"Oh no! It seems like all the wolves are coming towards us."

"There are quite a few!"

In the long night, the firewood will eventually run out.

A few people stood closely at the window and observed the outside. Like everyone else, they tried not to move and hold their breath. Especially Grandpa Xiaobei, from the moment he saw a few wolves circling around the two thatched huts and the three rows of houses, he had been paying close attention to the movements outside and did not dare to blink.

The three rows of houses where the officials lived were tall and solid, and were made of blue bricks and tiles. Even the front and back windows were three feet above the ground, and the door frames and windows were very solid, so it was not easy to rush in in a short time.

So the wolves just wandered around without stopping. After a while, they all turned their attention to the two thatched huts. The important thing was that the smell of food was strong in the huts, and there was also the food they wanted on the roof.

The piles of firewood at the door had not yet been completely extinguished, so the wolves did not rush over rashly, but circled around the house in groups of three or two, as if they had not made a final decision yet.

But a wolfdog with white fur all over its body, which was obviously larger than its other wolfdogs, suddenly appeared. After leading two or three ferocious wolves around for a few rounds, the situation took a turn and became bad.

The white wolf straightened its upper body and sat down two or three feet away from the fire. Its eyes, as big as copper bells, stared blankly at the front of the thatched hut without blinking, and then it cried "Awoo" several times.

The wolves that had just been like a pile of loose sand and no order, seemed to have received an order. They all stood up straight, found their own positions around the white wolf, and sat beside it in the same posture. The formation was like well-trained soldiers.

After a while, pairs of green eyes in the darkness were staring at their door and window, which looked particularly terrifying. It was obvious that the wolves were just waiting for the opportunity to strike.

Grandpa Xiaobei leaned over to give Jing Yongcheng the best position and firmly reminded him, "Old General, this is not an ordinary wolf."

Jing Yongcheng did not answer, but also stood silently at the window and watched for a long time. He had long realized that these were not ordinary wild wolves foraging for food, but a well-trained, purposeful, and extremely well-tamed pack of wolves that were coming for him.

But he couldn't say these words here. He couldn't put the General's Mansion in the spotlight, and couldn't let the clan members who had finally united feel resentful again. General Jing's Mansion couldn't become the public outrage of the clan members again.

Jing Yongcheng sighed. He looked at the situation outside and told everyone what was about to happen: "Once the flames outside are extinguished, they will immediately organize an attack."

And this time is not long.

After a long silence, the cries of children and women began to rise again, but for fear of attracting wolves, they all covered their mouths, and even the children's cries were suppressed.

The three brothers Daqing, Erqing and Sanqing were still standing on both sides of the door, not putting down their sticks: "Let's fight them."

Some people clenched two bricks in their hands, but they were trembling in their hearts. The women in particular were pale as they worried about their husbands and their young children. They lamented the injustice of fate and said, "Oh God! You won't let us die here!"

"Woo woo! At least I'm still alive. It would be nice to go to Lingnan and farm."

"Exile is hard enough, but who knew we'd encounter so many dangers? It must be God's will that we don't live."

"I was hoping to see the children from the capital again. What will happen to them in the future?"

"He died just like that, with no remains left. At least he was burned to death a few days ago and someone buried him."

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They were so scared that they started to say depressing words. They had lost all confidence in living, and some children and women even cried loudly.

Even Qiaoqiao and Xiaotuanzi started crying. They didn't understand at first, but now they knew that everyone in the backyard was dead. Xiaotuanzi asked, "Will I never see my brothers again?"

She was answered with another whimper, but this time Heizi hugged the little girl tightly, which comforted her.

"Don't be afraid, Third Uncle will bring people to rescue us."

Jing Chunxi was not discouraged. He knew that he should encourage everyone at this time. Otherwise, if things continued like this, everyone would be too tired to cry even if the wolf didn't come. Some women might even want to hang themselves.

She knew that Uncle Zhou Wei and the others must be nearby, and the people on the roof might be them. But she also knew that it would take more than a few dozen people to deal with so many wolves, and there definitely weren't enough people around Uncle Zhou Wei, so he wouldn't put everyone in the same place.

While there was still time, Jing Chunxi huddled in a corner and bought a lot of medicine from her space. Some were labeled poison, some were anesthetics. But she was at a loss as to how to deliver them to the wolves.

Wolves definitely eat meat, and raw meat is best. Aside from a few featherless chickens and ducks, the rest of the space is just braised pork. I don't know if these will be effective against the wolves, but even if they are, they won't do much good.

And how to throw them out is also a problem. If Cheng only throws naked chickens and ducks out of the window, not to mention whether the wolves will be tempted, her supernatural powers will be exposed in front of dozens of people. She will not do such a thing unless it is absolutely necessary.

Jing Chunxi's words did not comfort anyone. If the group of people going to the market rushed in now, they would only die, and Jing Changning could not command the officers, so it was impossible for them to come to rescue them.

"The last fire went out, and only sparks remained."

This time it was Brother Daqing who said that he had just rotated Grandpa Xiaobei so that his eyes could rest.

His voice was low and clearly filled with a hint of despair, but he remained calm and resolute as he immediately encouraged everyone: "Hold on tight to the stones, bricks, and sticks in your hands. We're going to have a tough battle."

Sure enough, as soon as the white-haired wolf moved, the wolves next to him pounced on him immediately. Apart from those that pounced on the window, most of the wolves climbed up the earthen wall. Although the legendary stacking of people was not seen, it was occasionally possible to see two or three wolves helping each other.

Due to the wolves' impact, the walls kept making popping sounds, and dust from the walls and roofs fell down. Occasionally, even mud brick fragments as big as fingers and toes fell down. It turned out that this simple house had no resistance.

Even the thatch on the roof began to shake, and whole bunches of straw and weeds fell down, most of which fell on their heads, making everyone terrified and they could only close their eyes and try to find ways to avoid it.

More and more wolves rushed over, and they should have been all the wolves in the yard. The white wolf did not move, but many loyal wolves continued to squat beside him, as if they would not move without the final order.

That should be one of their strategies. They didn't put all their efforts into it and were still waiting for the development of the situation. Sure enough, they were like wolfhounds, very dog-like.

From a distance, the pairs of vicious eyes were green and very scary. Even the people sitting in the innermost part started crying again. The adults could not bear it, let alone the children who were pampered and spoiled.