After picking up a lucky girl, all the beasts line up to come to your door

The next day, Mu Baobao and his group disguised themselves as refugees, went down the mountain and walked along the official road to the nearest town.

Everyone was more or less dirty and their hair was a little messy.

Except for Mu Baobao and Zheng Xingguang, everyone was carrying something more or less.

The guards walked outside, protecting Mu Baobao and his companions.

Mu Baobao didn't think there was anything special about this outfit, but Zheng Xingguang and the others were not used to it, especially the cotton and linen clothes.

Even Hua Yun, who came from the poorest family background, had never worn such clothes.

"Stop pulling," Mu Pingping said softly, "If you keep pulling at my clothes like that, with that look of disgust on your face, anyone can tell there's something wrong with you."

These people just had the words "We are pretending to be disaster victims" written on their faces.

Sang Ye and the others stopped pulling at the clothes, and immediately looked around as if nothing had happened. No one was pulling at the clothes anymore.

Just wear it for a few more days.

Besides, you have to get used to it even if you are not used to it now.

Mu Pingping breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and continued, "Be more careful and don't expose yourself, otherwise everything will be in vain."

Sang Ye and the others nodded to indicate that they had taken note of it. They didn't want to experience what happened yesterday again.

After walking for a while, they met a group of refugees fleeing famine.

There were about twenty or thirty people, most of them were young and middle-aged, a few were women and children, but there was not a single old, weak or sick person.

When passing by Mu Baobao and his group, the eyes of these victims lit up for a moment, but when they saw the group of guards, they quickly turned their heads away, as if they were very afraid of this group of guards.

The guards who were skilled in martial arts had sharp ears and heard some of the victims talking in low voices.

"They have so many tall guards, it's hard to take action. Let's not get into conflict with them."

"Yes, there will be a lot of disaster victims coming. We just need to find them. I'd rather earn less but live in peace. I don't want to die here."

"It would be great if these wealthy families didn't have guards. We could rob them and get a lot of silver."

Upon hearing this, the guards gripped their swords tightly and stared vigilantly at the group of disaster victims who were gradually walking away.

After the group of disaster victims had gone far away, the guards reported what they had heard to Sang Ye and the others.

Zheng Xingguang's face changed slightly when he heard this, and his low voice was filled with horror: "Rob us? And kill us? Like yesterday?"

Sang Ye and his companions looked gloomy, but fortunately they chose to pretend to be disaster victims.

If they hadn't disguised themselves as disaster victims, I'm afraid that group of people would have rushed up recklessly just for the money, just like the disaster victims they invited yesterday.

Mu Pingping was still relatively calm. He found that, just as his grandmother had said, everyone had their strengths and weaknesses.

He is not very good at dealing with matters between big families, so he has to learn from Mr. Sang and others.

But Mr. Sang and his friends don’t know these common things and have to learn from him.

"These people are usually from the same village or surname. They are relatively united when fleeing famine and will do anything to survive."

"I heard from my grandmother that when they are faced with a situation where they can't survive, they will abandon the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled and flee to a place where they can survive, and they will do many things along the way."

Before this, he had never seen disaster victims, but he had seen a large group of people with the same surname doing bad things for profit.

There was a case in the village where a large group of people with the same surname did something harmful to others for profit.

Sang Ye and the others understood.

"We have to be more careful next time and not let any money get lost," Sang Ye warned, "especially Second Young Master Hua."

Hua Yun guaranteed that he would not lose money, and he was able to do so.

"It would be nice if I could meet some kinder disaster victims."

He touched his chin and said, "That way, we can find out some information."

Sang Ye was also thinking about this question. "But judging from the disaster victims we met, basically none of them were kind."

"Besides, we can't take the initiative to ask about the situation. It would seem very suspicious."

Shangguan Quan said happily, "We don't have to find out everything right away. We can just wait for more opportunities."

"Maybe when we get to the town where we're staying, we can find out something."

Sang Ye was helpless, "For the time being, it seems that this is the only way."

"Hopefully, we can get to where we're staying soon."

Hua Yun spread her hands and said, "It won't be fast. If we walk, it will take two or three days to get there."

When they heard that it would only take two or three days, Sang Ye, Shangguan Quan and Zheng Xingguang all looked downcast. Walking for two or three days... they simply couldn't imagine the distance.

That evening.

Mu Baobao and his group settled down in a small forest because Zheng Xingguang and his friends were really unable to walk anymore.

Zheng Xingguang and others sat on the ground in a very ungraceful manner, rubbing their sore legs and grimacing in pain.

They really didn't expect that their legs would be so sore after walking for a whole day.

Especially when kneading it, the sour and refreshing taste is unbeatable.

Zheng Xingguang gritted his teeth and said nothing. He didn't want to be looked down upon by the baby.

"Little brother, your strength is too light. Your legs will hurt tomorrow." said Mu Baobao.

Zheng Xingguang paused and didn't dare to pinch his legs hard because he was afraid of the pain.

"Let me do it." Mu Pingping rolled up his sleeves and began to massage his legs.

Then--

"what!!"

A scream like a pig being slaughtered was heard.

Sang Ye and the other two were so frightened that they moved away from Mu Pingping and looked at him with horror.

I really can't believe that Mu Pingping is so cruel. Look at the pitiful and painful look on Prince Zheng's face.

Mu Pingping's face was filled with gloom. "After walking for too long, you must massage it well, otherwise it will be very painful tomorrow."

"Also, you need to apply medicine to the soles of your feet. You might get blisters. Even if you don't get blisters yet, if you don't apply medicine tonight, they'll easily get blisters tomorrow, making it even harder to walk."

As he said that, he asked several guards to massage the legs of Sang Ye and the other two.

With the strength Mr. Sang and the others are exerting, your legs will definitely hurt tomorrow.

Sang Ye and the other two looked at the guards coming over and swallowed. Could they choose not to pinch their legs?

Originally, leg massage was a very enjoyable thing, but now it has become a painful thing.

The next second, screams rang out one after another.

"what!!"

Mu Baobao held his chin with both hands and shook his head, saying that his older brothers had such poor tolerance.

After massaging their legs for a while, Sang Ye and the others collapsed on the blanket, their legs twitching slightly.

They don't want to experience this sour taste a second time.

It's so painful.

Mu Baobao found it very interesting. He squatted in front of Sang Ye and the others and poked them one by one with his little fingers.

"Big Brother, are you still alive?"

Fun.

Sang Ye and the others didn't want to talk, just think of them as dead at this moment.

"I just heard screams over here. Do you think someone might have been in trouble?" At this time, a large group of disaster victims hurried over from not far away.