Before confiscating their property, they emptied the imperial city and exiled them!

"Don't you feel like something's off about this village?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked, leaning closer to Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing nodded: "Yes, you noticed that too?"

Lin Xiaoxiao looked down at the village and said, "It's possible that they're reluctant to light lamps to save on lamp oil, but that's not impossible."

However, along the way, we passed through those fields.

The crops in the fields were ripe, but there was no sign of anyone tending to them.

The crops in the fields have always been the villagers' main source of income; they wouldn't abandon them without a reason.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoxiao's analysis was very logical, Song Wenjing nodded in agreement.

Lin Xiaoxiao: "Should we stop everyone from entering the village?"

"Let's wait and see what the people who went to inquire have to say before making a decision!"

The person who went to inquire returned quickly.

With smiles on their faces, they stopped and said happily, "There are people in the village, but they are all elderly people."

It must be as I said before, that they were reluctant to turn on the lights, which led to this situation.

And they were very willing to accept us!

Lu Hu was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately ordered that they move into the village to stay.

Song Wenjing and Lin Xiaoxiao exchanged a glance and followed.

Perhaps I'm just overthinking it. If the village is full of elderly people, it's normal for the crops in the fields to go unattended.

Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at Song Wanqing walking ahead, then said to Song Wenjing, "Wait, just in case, you should call your sister back!"

"I understand, leave this to me!"

After the group reached the village entrance, two old men were standing there waiting, carrying dim yellow lanterns.

Lu Hu went up to greet them first, and after a brief conversation, he finally met them.

They then began assigning places to rest.

Unlike before, the Song family, who had always enjoyed all the benefits, were moved to an abandoned house.

However, because of Zhao Feng, the Lin family was assigned to the home of the village chief, who was the wealthiest family in the village.

In comparison, the conditions are much better.

Lin Wanwan, who had been constantly overshadowed by Lin Xiaoxiao since the start of her exile, was overjoyed at this moment.

This is the treatment Lin Xiaoxiao deserves.

I don't know what Song Wenjing and Song Wanqing said, but she still came back, even though she still didn't smile.

After assigning accommodations, because it was getting late, Lu Hu stopped distributing the food that was supposed to be given to everyone.

Although everyone was angry, they ultimately did not dare to complain.

Lin Xiaoxiao followed the Song family, guided by the villagers, to the so-called abandoned house they had bought.

The house has been uninhabited for a long time. Apart from some dust and cobwebs, there is no problem with drafts or leaks.

The family worked together and quickly tidied up the room.

Lay out the tarpaulin, then take out the quilt and place it on top.

After tidying up, I made sure I didn't go to bed hungry.

They cooked some rice porridge, and even so, the aroma of the porridge made people's mouths water.

After dinner, for safety reasons, they took turns keeping watch.

Lin Xiaoxiao was exhausted after a long day and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

While she was sleeping soundly, someone suddenly pinched her nose.

She opened her eyes instantly, and her vision cleared immediately.

Upon seeing Song Wenjing in front of her, Lin Xiaoxiao did not speak rashly.

She looked out the window warily and, sure enough, saw several figures moving around outside.

They appeared to be carrying weapons, and judging from their appearance, they didn't seem to be elderly people from the village.

Could there be other people in the village who they just haven't discovered?

Why did they deliberately hide? After all, they didn't know someone would come to their village in the middle of the night.

Song Huai'an, holding the axe that Lin Xiaoxiao had lied about finding, hid behind the door.

Song Huaiting stood on the other side!

Just to be safe, Lin Xiaoxiao also secretly took out a dagger.

The figures outside gradually approached the doorway.

Song Wenjing hurriedly suggested that they pretend to be asleep first, so that the other party could lower their guard.

Squeak~!

After the door was opened, someone could be heard tentatively walking in.

Upon hearing the sounds of fighting, Lin Xiaoxiao quickly sat up.

Soon enough, Song Huai'an held an axe to the neck of one of the men.

Those standing outside who hadn't yet entered the house saw something was wrong and hurriedly turned and ran.

When Song Huaiting tried to give chase, Song Huaian stopped him.

They don't know the situation in this village yet, so it's best not to act alone.

The person who was detained was an ordinary-looking young man.

Judging from his attire, he must be a villager from this village.

Song Huai'an pressed the man to the ground: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The young man, who had been subdued, sneered and said, "It's no use. Even if you capture me, I won't be able to leave this village."

Song Huai'an was surprised that this kid still dared to talk such big words even after he had been arrested.

Song Huai'an: "Since you guys are so powerful, why did that person run away earlier?"

The man glared fiercely at Song Huai'an: "I'm warning you, don't mess with the wrong people. If you let me go now..."

I can forgive and forget, and I'll leave you all with a proper burial.

Even Song Huai'an sensed something was wrong; although this person was dressed as a villager.

However, his tone of voice and his courage to confront himself did not seem like those of an ordinary villager.

Song Huai'an: "Who exactly are you people? What is your purpose here?"

The man sneered and said, "You don't need to be in a hurry. You'll soon find out who I really am."

Song Wenjing squatted down in front of the man, her smile not reaching her eyes.

"Now that he's in our hands, the brave man is still so fierce; he's truly a tough guy."

Father, if we don't subject a man like Zhuangshi to some form of torture, we might look down on him.

The man, however, was not afraid and shouted, "Don't try to scare me! Use whatever tricks you have!"

Song Wenjing pulled out two silver needles from somewhere and, with a backhand motion, inserted them into the man's temples.

The man's disdainful expression instantly turned into one of pain.

He could only shout with his mouth open, without even a chance to beg for mercy.

Song Wenjing remained squatting in front of the man, observing that his pupils were somewhat unfocused.

Only then did they remove the silver needles from him.

Song Wenjing: "It seems that even a brave warrior is not enough. The last person who suffered this punishment lasted longer than you."

The man seemed not yet to have recovered from the pain he had just experienced.

He lay on the ground, panting heavily.

Upon hearing Song Wenjing's voice, he felt an instinctive fear.

"He can't see?"

Lin Xiaoxiao sensed something was wrong with the man and asked him a question.

Song Wenjing: "It's only temporary!"

After explaining to Lin Xiaoxiao, Song Wenjing put away the tenderness in his eyes.

Looking down at the man on the ground, she felt like a fish on a chopping board.