Zhu Yanyan was furious with Wen Xiuying. She angrily growled in a low voice, "Go back now! How am I supposed to go out and buy herbs if you bring this burden with you?"

"I don't care, you have to take us with you." Wen Xiuying followed behind Zhu Yanyan with her bundle on her back, clinging to the backpack on her back and refusing to let go.

While they were struggling, Zhu Chenfeng, along with Zhu Haotian and Chen Xiang, had already taken the carriage from Zhu Yanyan's house.

Zhu Borong was not on the carriage; he was gathered in a thatched hut with the other infected villagers. The carriage contained only daily necessities.

There was also the incident where Pei Sining discovered the silver's idea. Zhu Chenfeng opened the box, only to find it empty, with nothing inside.

"No? Did Zhu Yanyan take them all?"

"Impossible. You all saw it when it was white. There was at least a thousand taels. How could so much silver have been taken away?"

Chen Xiang didn't believe Zhu Yanyan would take all the silver with her, after all, Zhu Borong was still in Lujia Village.

Thinking of this, he turned the box inside out and knocked on it.

To his surprise, he found the inside of the box empty, and he hurriedly took out a large knife and chopped at the box.

As the broadsword fell, the box instantly split in two, and silver cascaded out from the interlayer like a waterfall.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Chenfeng and Zhu Haotian hurriedly bent down and picked up all the silver on the ground, putting it into different boxes.

Afterwards, Chen Xiang pushed a cart over and put the box on it. Zhu Chenfeng then collapsed onto the cart, clutching the dregs of the medicine.

Zhu Haotian used a red brush to dot his younger brother's face with many red dots before covering him with a straw mat.

Having done all this, Zhu Haotian pushed the cart away, while Chen Xiang led the other escorts away with the boxes.

Zhu Haotian pushed the cart around the road, successfully avoiding Zhu Yanyan and pulling it to the village entrance.

The village officials were dozing off in front of a big tree when Zhu Haotian took out a silver ingot from his box and threw it at them.

The silver fell right into the hands of the constable, who clutched his aching head, looked around, and cursed loudly.

"Who? Who hit me?"

His colleague nudged him and pointed to the silver on the ground, "Is it silver?"

"Sirs, please do me a favor. This is my younger brother. He has contracted smallpox and is not going to survive. I would like to give him a dignified burial."

Zhu Haotian greeted the officials who had already woken up.

Upon hearing the voice, the officer looked over and, seeing that it was Zhu Haotian, snorted coldly and ignored him.

Left with no other choice, Zhu Haotian took out the silver from the box again and threw it at the feet of the official.

The official glanced down at the silver on the ground, his eyes lighting up as he became interested.

The two exchanged a glance, then reached out to Zhu Haotian at the village entrance.

"Give me the silver."

Zhu Haotian slowly handed over the wooden boxes to each of them, and then, with lightning speed, took out the prepared pig's blood and pounced on the two of them.

After the pig's blood landed on the two men, they froze in surprise, only pulling out their broadswords and pointing them at Zhu Haotian after regaining their senses.

"You little bastard, you dare to lie to us."

Zhu Haotian remained unperturbed by the officials' exasperation, raising an eyebrow with a cold smile.

“You should mind your own business. The blood on you is from people who died after being infected. You have already contracted smallpox.”

"You have two choices: either take us into the city to buy medicine and we'll give you the antidote, or you can just wait to die."

"Anyway, I'm already a dead man, so I have nothing to be afraid of."

These words instantly frightened the gatekeeper, who pushed aside the wooden stake with a look of terror on his face and looked around in fear.

"Someone is coming soon, come out quickly."

After the wooden stakes were opened, Zhu Chenfeng got up from the cart and quickly followed Zhu Haotian and the officials away from Lujia Village.

Only after the two left safely did Zhu Xixi relax her brow and breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the uncles were clever enough to exploit human weaknesses and bring the officials from outside the village onto their side.

Uncle is alright, but the other bad guys are probably about to show up.

Xi Xi became more and more worried. She lay on the straw mat and looked up at her surroundings, but it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything.

Fortunately, her eyesight was good enough that she could still see what was happening in the village by the dim moonlight.

Suddenly, several nimble voices appeared around the village.

Worried about the danger, Xixi, her little face flushed red, angrily lifted her little feet and started to cry.

Chen Xiang, who was chatting with Grandma Zhu, turned around and saw that Zhu Xixi was crying very hard.

"What's wrong with Xixi?" This little girl has been so well-behaved all the way, why is she suddenly crying?

[Oh no! Bad guys have broken in, and they probably want to kill and steal.]

Everyone, please stay alert and protect yourselves!

Xi Xi became increasingly anxious and shouted at the top of her lungs, trying to scare away the killer with her small voice.

With a pained expression, Liu picked her daughter up from the straw mat and looked around with a frown.

"Mother, could Xixi have seen the bribery of evil spirits?"

Old Mrs. Zhu instantly understood her daughter-in-law's implication and looked towards the dark outside.

"Lord Chen, my Xixi is naturally quite sensitive. She's crying like this because..."

Chen Xiang instantly understood and made a signal to the other escorts who were resting.

The guards immediately perked up, grabbed their broadswords, and trotted after Chen Xiang.

Worried that her daughter-in-law and grandchildren were in danger, Old Lady Zhu pulled them to the back of the thatched hut and covered them with a bamboo basket that could fit a person.

"Mother, where are you going?" Tao noticed that Old Lady Zhu had not come in with them, and she held onto her hand tightly.

"Second daughter-in-law, take good care of yourself. I'm going to the thatched hut to check on the other children."

Zhu Laotian was worried that the men in black would target the uninfected children, who were all gathered in the house next door.

Sun Shi, unwilling to be a coward, stepped out of the bamboo basket and closed it again. "Mother, I also want to help."

"Stop making a scene, go inside quickly." Old Mrs. Zhu angrily tried to push Mrs. Sun inside.

But Madam Sun refused, saying, "Mother, I am a doctor, I cannot sit idly by."

“Mother, me too.” Madam Liu also took Xixi out of the basket and said with a firm look in her eyes.

"Why don't we gather everyone in the thatched hut across the street? It's full of infected people, and the assassins won't dare to come in."

Pei Sining had witnessed too many partings and deaths in the past two days, and she couldn't bear to see the elderly in the village lose their only support.

Grandma Zhu thought Pei Sining's suggestion was very reasonable, "Okay, let's go."

Led by Grandma Zhu, everyone woke up all the sleeping children.

They led the children toward the opposite side of the thatched hut. There were so many children that they had to go to the quarantine area in batches.

Just as Old Lady Zhu was about to return to take another group of children, a man dressed in black suddenly appeared in front of her, holding a sharp sword to her neck.

When Xixi saw her grandmother being held hostage, she immediately calmed down and, with red eyes, began to babble to her mother.