The villagers were not to be trifled with. Although they had moved in a hurry, they did not forget to take their farm tools for self-defense. As soon as they heard the shouts of the refugees, they all made preparations to resist.

The children and the elderly stood in the middle, followed by the women, and the men on the outermost edge. Their village was called Dujia Village, and all the villagers were surnamed Du. There were not many people in the village, only a little over two hundred, while there were about five hundred refugees.

With so many refugees attacking, the villagers couldn't withstand it. However, with the help of the Iron Mansion's guards and several senior brothers from Immortal Mist Island, the refugees were driven back in no time.

"What a bunch of desperados! At a time like this, they still can't do anything decent." Zhou Erfu cursed a few times. He had also gone to help beat up the refugees earlier.

If the refugees aren't driven away and the villagers are robbed, then they'll be the next ones to be robbed.

"Oh my god, luckily I reacted quickly, that scared me to death!" Zhou Erfu jumped suddenly away from where he was standing, where a crack suddenly appeared, and he almost fell into it.

"Everyone be careful, carry your torches, or you'll fall into the crevice!" the village chief of Dujia Village shouted.

This night was absolutely terrible. First, we were terrified when we heard that an earth dragon had turned over, then we were frightened by the attack of the refugees. Just when we were about to catch our breath, the ground beneath our feet cracked open again. Our moods were on and off.

"My baby, my baby has fallen!" a woman screamed, her cries shrill and piercing, sending chills down one's spine.

The child who fell into the crevice was also crying his heart out, which was a good sign, at least it meant that the child was still alive. Zhu Changge was nearby, and after listening for a moment, she followed the sound of crying and jumped down, quickly pulling the child out.

"Be careful, everyone. Hold your own children tight, don't lose them again." Zhu Changge said before returning to her group.

Half an hour later, the earthquake finally stopped, the earth stopped shaking, and everything returned to calm. However, it was very dark at this time, and it started snowing again. The villagers could not go back to the collapsed houses to dig things out, so they could only gather together and sleep until dawn.

At this time, Zhu Lin and the others still dared not be careless, fearing that there would be aftershocks. They waited for another half an hour and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there would be no more aftershocks for the time being.

The group entered the carriage and took a nap under the covers.

Tie Qingfeng and Song Jiao stayed in a carriage, surrounded by more than twenty guards. Only after they were sure there was no more danger did Tie Qingfeng instruct the guards to take turns resting.

As dawn broke, the men of Dujia Village took their hoes and went back to dig up their belongings. Some of them had left in a hurry and hadn't taken all their grain with them, so they had to dig it out quickly.

Except for the younger children who eventually couldn't stay awake and fell asleep, everyone else couldn't sleep or dared not sleep. The elderly and women cried quietly all night.

The houses in the village have all collapsed, their homes are gone, how will they survive? Will they have to become refugees?

Today they were almost robbed by the refugees. Fortunately, the people who had taken them for lodging helped them. But what if the refugees come to rob them after they leave? Their small number of people are no match for so many refugees.

The village chief had also thought of this, so he shamelessly went to Tie Qingfeng, Zhu Lin and others for help. The nearly fifty-year-old man was practically begging them on his knees.

Since they've come to him for help, Tie Qingfeng couldn't very well refuse. After all, his father was an official of the imperial court, so if he could help, he might as well lend a hand.

Zhu Lin didn't care, because they didn't actually have to do anything. They just needed to agree to let the villagers go with them to the county town. They were going to pass through that county town anyway, so taking them along for a while wouldn't be a big problem.

However, they couldn't leave that day because the villagers still needed to dig out some belongings. They should be able to dig something out in one day. Fortunately, no one was buried underground, otherwise digging people out would be a huge project, and they would have to do it.

Right now, the villagers only need to dig out the grain or any other valuables they didn't have time to take with them. The women also help out, while the elderly and children are responsible for gathering firewood, cooking, and making a fire.

The vagrants who caused trouble last night did not reappear, it seems they were intimidated. After all, when the fighting broke out last night, neither the guards of the Iron Mansion nor Zhu Qiuyu and his group showed any mercy, and many people died.

Zhu Qiuyu glanced at his junior brother's unpleasant expression and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his junior brother was no longer insisting on digging a hole to bury people, otherwise where would he find people to do the work for him?

However, it was clear that the junior brother had been holding back all along. His face had been pale since last night, his delicate face was tense, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line. Except when he got into the carriage, he would smile at the little girl, but in front of everyone else, he always had a sour face.

The Fu brothers were also busy that day, enthusiastically helping the villagers dig things up. They helped two families, both of whom had lost their parents, and the eldest child was only ten years old.

However, the children who had lost their parents didn't have much of value at home, and they didn't have much food either. They took it with them when they came out, and what they dug up was mainly the hidden silver coins.

The brothers dug very hard, but when they dug out the boxes containing money from the two families, they found that there was only one string of cash inside, and the other family was even worse off, with only thirty copper coins.

Five Brother Fu: "?"

It's a bit speechless, but I can understand. This money is their biggest asset, and they'll rely on it to get through the most difficult times.

It's a bit of a hassle, look how tired they are.

Another night passed, and the village chief led the villagers to follow behind Zhu Lin and the others, while Tie Qingfeng and his group brought up the rear. Alas, these villagers were old and young, and their pace was unusually slow.

This village was very poor. The village chief's family owned only one cow and made a simple oxcart, but it didn't have a roof. Many people could sit on the flatbed cart, including the elderly and children.

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