Zhou Yunshu's reputation skyrocketed as the people in the team practiced Wu Qin Xi and never got sick again.
They all knew in their hearts that exercises like Wuqinxi should be a secret method passed down from family to family, but Zhou Yunshu selflessly taught them to them in order to prevent them from getting sick and to make their bodies stronger.
Zhou Yunshu, who is so selfless and well-read in poetry, has gradually surpassed Du Laozhuang in their eyes and has become the most convincing existence to them.
Of course Du Laozhuang was aware of the change in the hearts of the team, but he did not stop it.
In other words, seeing Zhou Yunshu's closer relationship with the team, Du Laozhuang was happy.
After experiencing the village that was robbed, Zhou Yunshu and others were extremely cautious when traveling, for fear that they would be treated like fat sheep again.
But there is not much water in their team. Even if everyone feels that they have saved enough, there is only less than one third of the water left, and it is about to bottom out.
At this time, they had been on the road for two days and could not find any place where they could stop to replenish food and water.
Luzhou is more desolate than they imagined.
Living in the sun should make people feel warm, but traveling long distances makes their legs feel like they are filled with lead. At first, they can still feel pain and numbness, and later they only feel swelling and endless lifting. Feet, feet.
This is not the most despairing thing. The most despairing thing is that they cannot say a word, their lips are like dry land on the roadside, their throats are smoky, and they are about to be annihilated by the sun.
Even so, no one said anything slower. They all hoped to leave this desperate Luzhou as soon as possible.
"Auntie, did you hear anything?" A hoarse voice sounded.
"What?"
"I..." The speaker closed his mouth, not because he didn't want to speak, but because he was too tired and had no strength to even open his mouth.
"stop!"
The long line stopped at the leader's place, and the people behind slowed down with the people in front until they stopped.
Their team was much longer than before. Starting from Tongcheng, there were many lonely teams fleeing the wilderness. After finding out that it was difficult to go to the north, they followed Zhou Yunshu and his team to seek protection.
In short, as long as they did not endanger the interests and safety of the original team, Du Laozhuang acquiesced.
Zhou Yunshu felt the car stop and walked out of the car carrying a bow and arrow and a machete.
As the sun set, Zhou Yunshu looked towards the setting sun and saw a lonely courtyard standing not far from them.
"It seems like a ruined temple."
Someone nearby said in surprise: "There is a place to rest tonight!"
"Yes, there is a ruined temple here, and there will definitely be people nearby. Then we can buy some water."
The happy voice did not last long, because the ruined temple was occupied by someone, a troupe.
Although they had not been in Luzhou for a long time, they had not encountered any relatively large group, and the troupe in front of them had no idea where they came from, and they were even escorted by a bodyguard.
Unable to enter the ruined temple, everyone could only rest in an open space not far from the ruined temple.
There were so many refugees outside the ruined temple, and the people in the ruined temple were also very scared, fearing that these refugees would turn into a mob and break in and rob them.
It was at this time that Wei Zhong struck up a conversation with the escort escorting the troupe.
This opera troupe is from Xuzhou and its name is Chuntai Troupe.
As soon as the name was mentioned, Fang Huiwen knew it. Not only did Fang Huiwen understand it, but Feng Xujie also knew it even more.
"This Chuntai troupe is a famous opera troupe in Xuzhou, Yangzhou and other places, and Liu Fuyi's song "Peach Blossom Fan" is even more famous in Jiangnan!"
Last year, the Chung Tai Troupe was invited to perform on his father's birthday, but just a year later, the Chung Tai Troupe was still brilliant, but his father had passed away.
Wei Zhong also said: "I heard that the Chuntai Class was invited by the Meng family in Luzhou to congratulate the old lady of the Meng family on her sixtieth birthday."
"The Meng family is indeed a wealthy local family in Luzhou. At this age, they can still spend a lot of money and put in so much effort to get the theater troupe to come to listen to the opera." A sarcastic and sour voice sounded.
Du Laoer also said: "No, in order for the Chuntai class to arrive in time, the Meng family hired two escort agencies to escort them."
"Without so many people escorting us, this troupe would not dare to step into the territory of Luzhou."
Du Youtian on the other side said: "It would be great if I could hear them sing a song. I have never heard such a famous opera troupe sing a song!"
"Hahaha, just think about it, the songs of the Chuntai Class are not something you can just listen to if you want to!"
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One night passed, and when it was dawn in the morning, the team lit a fire to cook, and the sound of horse hooves gradually came out of the ruined temple.
Zhou Yunshu put on her thin coat and came out, just in time to see the troupe leaving in a carriage.
"So many horses!"
"Did you see it, my dear! That carriage was actually pulled by two horses!"
"It's so rare. I heard that rich people even have three or four horses pulling them!"
Zhou Yunshu looked at the departing troupe amidst the voices around her. She may have thought that it would be safer for the troupe to be escorted by an escort. Some of the people who had just followed Zhou Yunshu and his team directly caught up with the troupe.
Zhou Yunshu and his party set off almost an hour after the troupe left.
I originally thought that the troupe had left early, and since it was all carriages, they would definitely not encounter them again at such a fast speed. As a result, in the afternoon of that day, Zhou Yunshu discovered the bodies of the troupe who had left one step ahead of them on the way forward.
Red blood dried on the dusty ground, and flies and some unknown bugs flew around on the corpse, like they were enjoying a feast.
It was unknown how long these people had been dead, but the corpses began to emit an unpleasant odor when exposed to the sun.
Before getting close to the group of corpses, the person at the front of the team had already stopped and put on the mask made by the previous team.
There were people in the team who died from the cold before. Zhou Yunshu took advantage of that time to talk about the measures to prevent the epidemic. In order to survive, everyone in the team basically remembered it in their hearts.
Of course, there are some who don't take it seriously, but they are also forced to wear it by the elders in the family and people around them.
After all, if someone in the team were to be infected by the disease, their entire team would not be spared.
There was no trace of the troupe's luggage and carriages, and the number of dead people did not match the number of people Wei Zhong had seen in the ruined temple before. Some of them should have been kidnapped or escaped.
The corpses on the ground, especially those of the escort team, made the people in the team vigilant.
Being able to kill so many people from the escort team means that the group of people who killed them are at least stronger than these two escort teams.
When Du Laozhuang directed the team to move around the corpses on the ground, everyone in the team, including children aged six or seven, had weapons in their hands.
Even if there are no weapons or farm tools, everyone still has a sharpened stick.
The atmosphere in the team was gloomy, and even the usual laughter of children disappeared, for fear that the gangster who had killed this group of people before would suddenly jump out from somewhere.
The tense atmosphere did not ease until the team came to a halt just before nightfall.
As a result, as soon as the luggage was put down and the fire was lit, the sound of horse hooves came quickly from far to near, and each sound was like a kick in people's hearts.
