but
If you fail the test, kill the other party?
This is a strange flower!
"The inheritance of the Zhou family is quite unique."
One is more ruthless than the other, and one is better than the other.
Cheng Xi finally saw it.
The two victims in front of me are brothers in a sense.
One of the fellow victims on the ground got up, took half a step back, and raised his hands in a solemn salute.
"Thank you very much, Brother Shen, for what happened today."
Qin Zheng turned to look at Cheng Xi and also bowed to salute, "Thank you also, sister-in-law."
"You and I are classmates, so that's not the case."
Shen Xingluo said, "What are your plans for the future? Do you still have anyone available at home?"
"Yes, Brother Shen, don't worry."
Qin Zheng completely lost his dandy attitude just now, "My Qin family is not someone to be trifled with. No matter who it is, they will pay the price!"
Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi knew he had an idea as soon as they heard this.
Although Qin Zheng looks unreliable and tight most of the time, he can resist when things really happen. What's more, the Qin family and his wife were just knocked out by the fireworks, and they would definitely take precautions when they woke up.
"We are experiencing a snowstorm now, and things are not peaceful inside and outside the city. If you have anything to do, please discuss it with Uncle Qin."
"I understand."
Qin Zheng listened one by one, like a primary school student listening to the class teacher's teachings.
Cheng Xi was suddenly shocked by the sudden picture in his mind.
She looked at the two brothers and sisters next to the fire again, and the more they looked at them, the more they looked like each other.
Just, it's weird.
How old did this guy live in his previous life?
"somebody is coming."
From a distance, Cheng Xi saw an old man with gray hair running towards him in a hurry, followed by a series of servants and maids, some of whom were somewhat familiar.
They encountered it when they entered.
"Quickly save the master and his wife, pick up the snow and throw it into the building!"
The old man's voice was loud, and everyone started to move in an orderly manner, completely losing the panic just now.
The old man is indeed somewhat majestic.
Qin Zheng said, "This is the butler of my Qin Mansion. He lives a little far away because of his inconvenient legs. He must have come here in a hurry."
He looked at the two of them apologetically, "Brother Shen, sister-in-law, I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you two today."
"It doesn't matter, we should go."
The two of them said goodbye before the steward of the Qin Mansion found this place.
Return the way you came.
***
The next day, the number of patrol teams in Shenjia Village increased from three teams to six.
Shen Manyun listened to Shen Xingluo's suggestion and decisively dispersed the team and reconfigured it, and announced the new rules that morning.
And the latest news they brought caused an uproar.
"Fucheng doesn't plan to open its doors yet?"
"What to do with those victims? Do they have to wait to die?"
"If they don't continue walking south, they will starve, but the future is unknown if they continue walking!"
"There are so many people gathered at the gate of the city. What if they get extremely hungry and come back to steal our food?"
Are the victims suffering?
bitter.
Are the victims in trouble?
Disaster.
But the villages around Lin'an Prefecture can't give up their own things. They can't protect themselves. How can they control others now?
After all, the prefect of Lin'an still didn't do anything——
"Increase patrols, we must increase patrols!"
"Yes, yes, I will go to the village entrance to watch from now on!"
Many old people in the village stood up, shaking their trembling bodies and shouting about work, and they must protect the village.
Shen Manyun felt uneasy and at the same time couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.
It feels really good to have everyone working together to focus their efforts in one place!
He suddenly felt proud and proud, "Listen to me and arrange it!"
Then the very responsible Li Zheng found Cheng Daqian who had returned from hunting.
"Brother Cheng, there is something we need to discuss."
So when Cheng Xi went to the ancestral hall again, he saw a group of people at the foot of the mountain queuing up for a walk while carrying stones.
And these people carrying stones are not bandits? !
It's the patrol!
Cheng Xi walked over with questions on his head, "Dad, are there going to be a lot of houses built in the village again?"
"No, the house is enough for us to live in."
"So what's going on now?"
"You mean them?"
Cheng Daqian raised his right hand and pointed at the person moving the stone, "It's time to practice more!"
Only then did Cheng Xi see his father holding a long whip in his hand. The pattern was quite familiar.
Good guy, isn't this the whip Madam Zheng made for Uncle Zheng? It's specially used to supervise the bandits' work.
Now we are expanding our business!
Cheng Xi stood there for about a quarter of an hour while the patrol moved the stones in a line from one side to the other. After putting them down, they picked them up again and returned the same way.
Just for extra practice.
"No, no, no, someone is attacking the village!"
A voice sounded, and the people on the patrol put down their stones and looked at Cheng Daqian.
Cheng Xi also looked at his father.
Cheng Daqian waved his hand, and the whip hit a stone with a "snap" sound, and the stone immediately fell into pieces.
But the whip in his hand was intact.
Cheng Xi sighed secretly, his father's control over his strength had improved again.
"Brothers, follow me and let's see who dares to come!"
The patrol team was aroused by this whip with infinite pride, and they all straightened their backs to follow, completely losing their look of hard work just now.
East of the village.
A group of ragged refugees held various farm tools in their hands and stared at the village with red eyes.
"This is really different from other places."
The leader was a man in his forties, and his eyes were full of greed when he looked across.
"There must be food in it!"
It is a coincidence that this group of people did not pass through Shenjia Village when they came, but they heard others mention it many times after arriving at the city gate.
At that time, those people spoke of Shenjia Village with envy in their voices, which he remembered in his heart.
The city gate was not open, and even after talking to the city guards for several days through the stone wall, there was no progress. He knew that the Lin'an prefect would not care about the victims.
It wasn't until he led people into a nearby village that he realized that the Lin'an prefect didn't even care about his own people.
This further contributes to the darkness in the hearts of the victims.
The prefect doesn't care, they are going to starve to death, so what morals do they care about?
If you don’t have food, you’ll grab it, and if you don’t have a place to live, you’ll grab it even more.
And Shenjiacun, which many people mentioned, is their first stop!
"Let's go, rush in before they can react now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved the only weapon among the refugees and charged forward with his men.
However, the excitement lasted only a few seconds. The first refugee stepped into a deep pit covered with snow, fell in and never climbed out.
"Gouzi, Gouzi?!"
Everyone walked up to the deep pit to see that the people inside had been penetrated by wooden thorns, and blood stains were left everywhere. It was even more shocking in broad daylight.
"hiss--"
"There's a trap, there's a trap!"
Everyone retreated one after another, no longer daring to move forward easily.
Behind the stone wall, Shen Mantun was in a very complicated mood. He felt deeply unfortunate for the victims and was angry because they were robbing them of food.
(End of chapter)
