On cold nights, people huddled in their beds and slept soundly, but the village in the north could not sleep all night.
They sent out the elites from the village to attack at night, and watched as half of the night passed, but there was no news.
Jing Hexuan was familiar with the roads. When he reached the entrance of the village, he saw brightly lit lights on the sentry tower from a distance. The other party was so wealthy that he even lit up the streets outside the village.
Obviously, Shi Lingyao's behavior of leading people in last time caused a big impact on them. This time they simply tightened their defense and expanded the defense scope to outside the village.
But of course this is not difficult for Jing Hexuan.
After he saw the outside clearly, the figure disappeared instantly and reappeared on the roof of the village owner's house.
There were people in the house, quite a few.
"I told you to take all the gunpowder with you! Look what time it is now, they haven't come back yet!"
"You're making too much of a fuss about just two people. It was a coincidence that we were attacked by them last time. They took advantage of us when we were unprepared. They are just a bunch of shameless villains!"
"I think you just want to keep this batch of gunpowder to yourself!"
"I'm taking it all for myself? Isn't the gunpowder left here to increase the security of our stockade? How can I take it all for myself? Isn't it wrong to think about everyone's stockade?"
"Stop talking nonsense! No one knows what you are thinking!"
There was a fierce quarrel below, and Jing Hexuan felt at ease, looking around on the roof.
There was bright fire all around, and everything nearby was clearly visible. I don't know if these people had no common sense or were too confident, but the pile of boxes containing gunpowder was just there in the courtyard.
At a rough count, there are more than twenty boxes!
Not to mention blowing up the big little village in the south, it's more than enough to blow up Jincheng.
The courtyard was heavily guarded. There was someone within five steps, all holding torches. The entire village was as bright as day.
He thought for a while, it was impossible to avoid this group of people, so it was better to get it openly.
Then his figure instantly appeared in the yard.
The surrounding guards were frightened by the drama of being transformed into a living person and froze in place.
Then I saw him reaching out to touch the gunpowder box as if no one was watching.
Someone hurriedly said: "What are you doing..."
More than twenty boxes of gunpowder disappeared under everyone’s noses!
The guards were stunned for a moment, then quickly came to their senses and shouted: "Who is it! What did you do?!"
Jing Hexuan looked at them expressionlessly, not intending to answer.
He waved his hand, and a halberd instantly appeared in his hand, and the fight started without saying a word!
The screams of the guards attracted the people in the house. They were confused by this unexpected situation at first, until they saw the empty yard and were shocked.
"Who is...Jing Hexuan?!" It seemed that these people were deeply impressed by the memory of the last time and recognized him at a glance.
"Fuck them all! Don't let me run away!"
Jing Hexuan's eyes turned cold, and he turned the attack in his hand, turning his halberd and attacking with the force of breaking bamboo!
The man stepped back and hurriedly raised his arms to resist.
"boom!"
The huge impact made the man stunned, and he flew out without even having time to scream!
The furniture collided and shattered and fell to the ground. The others, ignoring the man who was knocked out, clenched their weapons and shouted to attack Jing Hexuan!
Being surrounded by everyone, he didn't panic at all, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
Everyone braked quickly and looked around to see where the person had gone.
The wind roared above their heads, and before they could react, the sky and the earth flipped in their sights, and they saw their own bodies in their sights.
All have no heads.
Jing Hexuan fell in the courtyard, his face expressionless, with a drop of blood on his cheek, like a life-threatening ghost from the underworld.
Seeing this, the other guards abandoned their armor, screamed in terror and fled, unable to fight back.
Soon, the huge stockade became like an empty city, as quiet as if frozen by ice and snow on this cold night.
Jing Hexuan, as if entering an uninhabited land, slowly searched the village and collected all the daily necessities, weapons, and even furniture that could be used.
He doesn't look like he's here to play, but rather like he's here to do some shopping at the market.
…
The south stockade was rebuilt in the original village. Most of the village was blown up by the night raiders just now. Fortunately, some corners survived.
What's more troublesome is that the houses here are abandoned, dilapidated and even have leaky roofs.
Better than nothing.
A group of people huddled in the corner of the village.
Many people were in a hurry to escape and had not put on their clothes. Their faces were pale from the cold and their lips were blue. They were trembling and folding their arms. They were seeing less air coming in and more air coming out.
Xuxu took a few people with good physical strength and ventured back to the village to get cold-proof clothes.
The other strong men repaired the house urgently, and the remaining people brought firewood and lit two large bonfires to keep warm.
Under Xuxu's command, although everyone was frightened, they could still complete the instructions well and build their temporary residence in an orderly manner.
Shi Lingyao came back at this time.
Azhen shouted: "Doctor Shi, you are back! Are you okay? Are you injured?"
The new arrivals have already gotten along well with the villagers. They are using the only two quilts they brought out and spreading them in the corner of a dilapidated house to provide shelter and warmth for the younger and older people in the village.
Shi Lingyao shook his head.
Before she came back, she spread her mind power throughout the village. Her mind power connected to everyone like a spider web, and she could explore their hearts at the same time.
The villagers are quite calm in their hearts. Perhaps the sudden situation occurred in their sleep. They are focused on uniting to rebuild and save their homes, and they have no intention of complaining yet.
Until Azhen shouted, some people's eyes fell on her.
At the same time, some people's hearts have changed.
"She is actually still alive?!" This was the voice of a relatively young man.
She looked in that direction.
There is a group of young adults over there who are repairing houses.
They need to sort out less dilapidated houses to stay in temporarily.
There was a young man squatting on the roof, knocking, and looking around from time to time to the other side of the village where the fire was more intense.
In fact, there are many such people. Because Xuxu took people there to get supplies, everyone was worried, so they always paid attention to the situation there.
Shi Lingyao slowly swept across the group of people, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
She turned to Azhen and replied: "I'm fine, the other party has been destroyed."
Azhen breathed a sigh of relief.
Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Let me just say, Doctor Shi is here, so what are you afraid of!"
Almost at the same time, the young male voice expressed shock: "What?!"
Shi Lingyao looked over there calmly from the corner of his eye, and sure enough it was him.
She smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "It's not that I'm great, it's mainly because the other party is having internal strife. When we approached quietly, we heard the other party arguing about who had hidden the gunpowder."
Liu Qingfeng came over and said, "Doctor Shi, do you mean that the other party has a traitor?"
Shi Lingyao shook his head, with a confused expression on his face: "I guess there are internal conflicts among them, and they each have different masters."
She listened intently, and sure enough, she heard the male voice pondering: "There is someone else's influence here. No, I have to tell the master the news!"
