The next morning, Jiang Yue and the two went downstairs to feed the mules.
The carriage in the backyard was gone.
She took out a bag of beans and touched the mule's head, "Eat, it's better to have breakfast when you're full."
Jiang Nian looked at the mule's wound and changed the medicine. "It's enough to take care of the mule for one more day. You can leave tomorrow morning."
The waiter came over yawning and said with a smile, "How much do you two pay for today's room?"
Jiang Nian threw the beans left over from the mule to him.
The guy's face turned darker and he gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't this inappropriate?"
Jiang Yue raised her eyebrows, "Why is it inappropriate? You don't eat beans?"
"Yesterday, the guests fed the mules with steamed buns and pancakes. It shows that there is still a lot of dry food. Then we use beans to pay for the room. Isn't this too much?"
"That's all we have, do you like it or not?" Jiang Yue acted like a rogue.
The boy had no patience at all. He had endured his anger all day yesterday, and today he had already sent away the urgently needed people from above. It didn’t matter if these two people were spared their lives!
He threw the bag on the ground violently, scattering the beans everywhere, and shouted into the room, "Old Hei, come out!"
The big black man rushed out with the Guan Gong sword and struck Jiang Nian head-on.
Jiang Nian moved quickly and dodged to the right.
"Pang——" There was a loud noise, and a crack was cut on the ground with a big knife.
This big black man is very strong. I wonder if he can really carry a thousand pounds.
Jiang Nian took out his saber from behind. If the opponent was stronger, he would be faster than him.
The big black man swung the sword with great force, but the speed of retracting it was slow. Jiang Nian dodged left and right to avoid his attack.
After several rounds, Jiang Nian showed no signs of exertion, but his opponent had a lot of wounds.
Jiang Yue moved the mule to the side to avoid the battlefield.
But the waiter took a fancy to her who was alone and wanted to hold her hands.
Jiang Yue took out another saber and slashed his arm. The wound was deep enough to see the bone and the blood was flowing.
"ah--"
To the surprise of the man, this woman actually knew how to use a knife.
At this moment, he knew that he had underestimated the enemy. He covered his injured right hand and turned around to run towards the house.
How could Jiang Yue give him this chance? With a flick of her wrist, the knife flew out and hit his thigh, causing him to fall to the ground instantly.
He gritted his teeth, sweating profusely, and crawled into the house with his hands.
Jiang Yue stepped forward with cold eyes, took out the knife, and cut off his hand tendons and hamstrings. Then, I watched him wriggling back and forth on the ground like an ugly insect, wailing.
She looked towards Jiang Nian and saw that the situation of the battle was clear.
The black man was exhausted and his movements slowed down.
Jiang Nian found the right moment, kicked him in the chest, and then cut off his hand tendons.
With a "clang" sound, the sword fell to the ground.
He wanted to run, but Jiang Yue came towards him and stabbed the knife into his thigh, but deliberately deviated from the aorta.
"Ah——" He screamed and collapsed to the ground.
A rope was found in the backyard, and the two of them were tied up and left in the yard to soak up the sun.
Then Jiang Yue slowly searched for things in front of them.
"Where have you put the food you grabbed? Let me look for it -" Jiang Yue looked at the man's wandering eyes and chuckled, "Oh, I found it by accident."
Jiang Yue found a dozen pancakes and several buckets of beans and black noodles in the kitchen cabinet. Although this amount of food is nothing in their eyes, for the refugees, it is enough to survive for three months.
Tsk, Jiang Yue didn't know if it was stained with blood. She looked at the mule's injured leg and handed the pancake over, "Patch it up."
The mule exhaled happily, rolled his tongue, and put the cake into his mouth to chew.
The crunching sound hit the hearts of the waiter and the big black guy.
The two men's eyes were red and they gritted their teeth. They didn't know whether it was because of the severe pain of the wound, or because they were angry because the food they had worked so hard to grab was eaten by mules, or because the thieves had their wealth emptied. And feel ashamed.
Jiang Nian dug out dozens of taels of gold and hundreds of taels of silver in the cellar.
It is convenient for those who are fleeing to bring more gold and silver. I don’t know how many businesses they did with so much money.
He picked up the big knife of the big black man and swung it twice. It was too heavy and awkward to use, and it was not as good as his own saber.
The well in the yard was locked, and he didn't even ask for the key. He held up the machete in both hands and chopped it down one by one.
It wasn't until the sword was curled that the lock was cut off.
He threw the lock and board aside and looked inside. The well was dug quite deep. The people behind it were quite capable, and the craftsmen they found were powerful, and they were able to find the water source at this time.
The waiter and the big black man began to beg for mercy. Jiang Yue took two rags, blocked their mouths, and then threw them into the cellar.
She lowered her eyes, as if giving a final verdict, "You should also taste what it's like to be on the verge of death from hunger and thirst."
Jiang Yue and the two rested for another day at the inn, and set off again in the middle of the night the next day under the guidance of the moonlight.
Because the mule's injury was not fully healed, Jiang Yue refused to sit on it.
Jiang Nian carried her on his back and led the mule away.
At this moment, Jiang Yue seemed to have returned to her days in Jiangshan Village.
"Baby, you are so kind."
Jiang Nian smiled and wanted to rub her face, but she blocked him.
Jiang Yue held his shoulders with both hands and stayed away, "You smell so bad!"
Jiang Nian paused and weighed her down heavily. Jiang Yue subconsciously lay down and hugged him tightly.
"Okay, I stink too, we both smell the same now!"
In the summer, my body is sweaty, and even if I don't take a shower for two or three days, I still smell terrible. Jiang Yue's bottom line is that lice can't grow on her head.
"Should we shave our heads? It'll be cool." Jiang Yue touched her greasy hair, it was so disgusting.
Jiang Nian squinted, "The kind that reflects in the sun?"
Jiang Yue laughed, it was indeed a bit eye-catching. At this time, only monks shave their heads. Your skin and hair is from your parents. Even if the refugees are dying, no one seems to want to shave their heads.
"Will your scalp get sunburned?"
"With a hat?"
"What's the difference between that and growing hair? It's just as hot."
"Hmm - can you feel comfortable sleeping at night?"
"It will be very cold in the winter."
"Ah, too."
Jiang Yue suddenly remembered that she was cheating and stealing a lot of things, "Baby, we are so rich now!"
"how many?"
"Now there are a total of 830 taels of silver, 50 taels of gold and hundreds of strings of copper plates. Oh my, I am so rich, I am just a little rich woman! Thank you rich woman for supporting me!"
Jiang Yue swayed her legs back and forth, happy!
Becoming a rich woman keeping a handsome boy is her modern dream! It actually happened here!
Jiang Nian smiled, lifted her up steadily, and said helplessly, "Thank you, rich woman, for taking care of me..."
The two chatted and chatted to relieve their boredom. They walked for half the night and all morning. When the sun rose high, they found a dead tree for shade.
Jiang Yue felt the real suffering of refugees this time. Half of her face was hot from the sun. At this time, she couldn't take a cold shower immediately, or the skin would be broken.
She really wanted to go back and stab the two people in the inn.
The guy and the big black guy had already rolled their eyes and were on the verge of death. Their cellar was dug shallow, exposed to the scorching sun, and heated up like a furnace. Both of them were soaked to the skin and starting to become dehydrated.
Jiang Yue never thought of destroying the inn and leaving it for real refugees or passers-by to rest.
People with bad intentions will not change their minds just because of the existence of an inn.
