She picked up the young prime minister while fleeing famine

"What? You dare to rob people in broad daylight? Are you out of your minds?" Yao Daniu exclaimed dramatically, then turned around and glared fiercely at the disaster victims.

At the same time, a dozen or so men from Yao Li Village stood around the perimeter, their knives pointing forward, surrounding the group of people.

"Um, I... I don't want it anymore. I'll give it back to you. Please let me go." One of the dozen or so people opposite put down what he was holding.

"I... I don't want it anymore either."

"And me, I don't want you anymore."

"..."

Immediately, the group of people all said they would return their belongings and wanted Banxia to let them go.

Even those who were injured by Banxia's arrows begged for mercy with dark faces.

"Banxia, ​​what do you say?" Yao Daniu ignored the other party's words and only asked for Banxia's opinion.

The other men in Yaoli Village shared the same idea; they only obeyed Banxia's orders, and only released the people when Banxia told them to leave.

For a moment, everyone looked at Banxia.

Banxia retracted her crossbow, held Qigu in her arms, and stood there, seemingly lost in thought. Time passed second by second, and just when everyone thought they were doomed, Banxia spoke.

"Does anyone know those people who robbed my sixth uncle's house before? Where did they come from? Do they have any accomplices?" Banxia waited for the people to finish before slowly speaking.

She didn't know if those people had accomplices, and if so, she couldn't let her guard down.

Moreover, she couldn't easily let go of those who robbed her sixth uncle's family and refused to listen to advice.

"I, I know."

“Those people are local bullies; they used to be thugs at a gambling den in a town in Hedong Prefecture.”

“They came out to escape the famine together because of the drought in Hedong Prefecture. They are not good people. They have robbed countless families along the way.” A man standing at the back, trying to take advantage of the chaos, raised his hand tremblingly.

“I know them too. They not only rob people, they also rob women. I’ve seen at least three.”

“Sigh, those people are so wicked. None of the women they steal end up well,” another person chimed in.

"Oh yes, yes, I know them too. They not only rob women, but they also kidnap lone children. I got up to pee in the middle of the night and saw them making a fire in the woods. The child's screams still terrify me when I think about them now."

"I know, I know..."

In an instant, apart from the first few who were shot by Banxia, ​​everyone who participated in the robbery stood up and accused the five men of their evil deeds.

They were all shaking their heads and sighing, as if they were good people criticizing bad people, rather than petty people who watched others bully others and followed behind to pick up the scraps.

Banxia looked at the crowd, their emotions running high, each one seemingly indignant, as if they had forgotten that they had just been taking advantage of the Qi family's misfortune to steal their belongings.

"So, do they have accomplices?" Banxia remained unmoved, not forgetting her initial purpose.

"No, no more. There were originally more than a dozen of them, but many of them died in Qingyang County. Now, there are only five left." The man who spoke first said again, trembling.

Judging from the looks of it, this person probably really knows those people, or perhaps they are from the same place.

Otherwise, with such a small amount of courage, how would they dare to come up and steal things?

Isn't it because they know these people are ruthless, and the Qi family has basically no chance of survival if they mess with them?

It wasn't just that cowardly man; everyone here was the same. Judging from their chatter, they hadn't known those guys for just a day.

It's really good that Banxia didn't complain about not helping in this year's circumstances, but kicking someone when they're down is really going too far.

In particular, she had repeatedly made them return the items.

Now that things have developed to this point, Banxia certainly can't let these people off easily, but killing them all isn't realistic either, since the mistakes they made don't warrant death.

During the apocalypse, Banxia had killed people. Although she didn't think there was anything wrong with killing those who wanted to harm her, she didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

So she held Xiao Qigu and thought for a while, then suddenly took out a piece of paper from the cloth bag she carried with her.

If Lian Chengmo were here, he would recognize that it was the Thousand Character Classic he wrote for Banxia, ​​for her to practice calligraphy.

The characters used in this era were different from the simplified characters that Banxia knew, so she naturally had to learn them if she didn't want to be illiterate.

"This is a confession. Each of you can come here and put your fingerprint on it and then you can leave."

"However, let me make this clear: I can let you go today, but if you ever offend me again, even if I can't kill you then, I can still send you to jail based on your confessions."

As Banxia spoke, she exuded a murderous aura, which even Yao Daniu, who was standing next to her, subconsciously looked over.

Brother Dahe is right, Banxia has indeed seen blood, unlike some other young girls.

Even if I had a suspicion when I first met these six children, after killing bandits together before, and seeing Banxia's current momentum, I was still surprised.

Yao Daniu has already determined that Banxia is not a simple and innocent girl.

"Those who want to leave, come over and line up to put your fingerprints on." Yao Dazhuang reacted quickly, took the paper from Banxia's hand, and walked towards the group of people who were surrounded.

In any case, he would not give these people the opportunity to come into contact with the children; he wanted to nip the danger in the bud.

The man who had been at the forefront without saying a word glanced at the paper in Yao Dazhuang's hand, then frowned deeply and tightened his lips.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward, dabbed some blood from his wound on his finger and pressed it to the wound, then turned and quickly left.

Banxia looked at the figure. This person had been charging ahead and had been shot in several places by her. Although none of the shots hit vital organs, if the wounds were not treated properly, he would definitely not have a good ending.

The man hadn't gone far. Banxia watched him walk towards a sickly woman under a tree and roughly understood why he had stolen the wheelbarrow.

But what does that have to do with her?

After the first person compromised, others followed suit and pressed their fingerprints.

This is where the injured person has an advantage; they can apply the pressure directly with their own blood, while the others have to have their fingers cut by Yao Dazhuang before the pressure can be applied.

Banxia held Qi Gu in one arm and Qi Yun in the other, watching calmly. It was just a minor injury; hadn't she spared their lives?

Soon, all the people left after pressing their fingerprints. Banxia took back the Thousand Character Classic, frowned, folded it up, and put it back.

Those who had been secretly watching her felt a pang of regret. They should have left when the girl told them to let go; it wasn't worth it for a broken bowl or a handful of wild vegetables.

That's right, none of these refugees were literate. Not to mention them, even Yao Daniu thought that the Thousand Character Classic was some kind of confession and told Banxia to keep it safe.