After Su Peisheng and his men finished dealing with everything, Yin covered her eyes with one hand and put his arm around her slender waist with the other, and walked towards the village. In the past, the village would be very lively, with parents going to work and children running around playing.

Today, the place is quiet. Qingyan walked into the village and felt that something was wrong.

All the joy of the past is gone; every household in the village is closed, as if no one is home.

Immediately, her heart sank, worried about what negative impact this would have on Yin. Could it be that those people knew something bad was going to happen and left in advance?

As Qingyan ventured deeper into the village, he sensed something strange about it.

Her eyes widened as she tried to find some clues, the fear welling up inside her was impossible to dispel.

"Fourth Brother, I feel something's not right. This place is clearly different from usual," Qingyan said with a hint of fear.

Could it be that those people outside killed each other to silence witnesses in order to get the stalls outside?

The thought suddenly popped into her mind, making her shudder, but she quickly suppressed it deep inside.

"Little darling, you've noticed it too?" Yin walked in and felt that the people in the village might have encountered misfortune. He couldn't be sure if his idea was correct.

"Su Peisheng, have two shadow guards go ahead to scout the way. There absolutely cannot be any mistakes!" Yin put his arm around Qingyan, preventing her from going forward.

Standing in the open space of the village, she felt a surge of emotions.

In the past, whenever the children saw her walk in, they would all rush out, hoping to get some treats from her.

"Those injured children have all been taken out for treatment." The old man selling tea eggs at the village entrance was really heartless, swinging his stove at such young children. Hot coals hit the children, and many of them were burned.

She closed her eyes, the cries of the children echoing in her ears, causing her immense anguish.

"Little darling, don't overthink it. Those people are all selfish and only want to achieve their own goals." Yin was particularly annoyed by those traitors who spouted lofty ideals.

Qingyan gave a bitter smile. These anti-Qing and pro-Ming people have slowly degenerated. Under Kangxi's rule, the common people are able to eat their fill. Who would still want to associate with them?

Yin stared intently ahead; there wasn't a sound from any of the houses here.

“A village massacre?!” Qingyan uttered the cold words.

They stood upwind and did not smell a trace of blood.

Blood flowed like a river outside the village entrance, which should have piqued people's curiosity!

Even if it's just to save their own lives, they would open the gate to the courtyard when the children were crying.

etc!

Qingyan recalled the children surrounding the village entrance; some of those children were from the village itself.

"It shouldn't be, the children are all here!" When Yin ordered his servants to help the children, he specifically investigated the identities of these people, who were mostly children from the village or nearby villages.

"Master, you should go and take a look," a little Sura ran over and quickly said to Yin.

Yin led Qingyan and followed Xiao Sula quickly. At the entrance of the ancestral hall in Liangjia Village, the gate was open, and there were cries coming from the courtyard. The two of them looked at each other and stepped inside.

The village chief, with tears in his eyes, looked at Yin as he approached.

With a thud, he knelt down in front of Yin and Qingyan.

"Village Chief!" Qingyan was startled and jumped behind Yin to hide. She was just playing around and didn't expect the village chief to do such a thing.

"Fourth Young Master, you must save our village!" the village chief cried.

Qingyan was puzzled. The village chief had always been stubborn and rarely compromised with those in power.

The guards opened the door to the side hall of the ancestral hall, and the villagers were released.

"Fourth Young Master, please save our children!" Many villagers and their families knelt there.

Yin couldn't help but feel a little strange. Had he been stimulated?

Qingyan sniffed the air and smelled a faint kerosene odor emanating from the measuring point.

"Fourth Brother, let's go out first. Someone has put kerosene here!" Qingyan didn't dare to think too much, worried that there might be someone hiding in the shadows preparing to burn down the main hall.

As soon as he finished speaking, several rockets ignited, breaking the silence. Yin squinted and picked up Qingyan. Several guards rushed in from outside and dragged the village chief from inside the hall out of the hall.

In the courtyard, the villagers were terrified by the burning side hall; the place where they had just been was now a sea of ​​fire.

Do those people want to take their lives?

Those people kept saying that they were Han Chinese, how could they let the Tartars rule them?

They spoke with great passion and fervor, yet when the incident occurred, it cost them their lives.

"Let's get to the open space in the village first, hurry up, or it'll be engulfed in flames!" Qingyan shouted sharply.

The villagers were stunned and knelt in the courtyard, blocking the escape route to the outside.

Qingyan's voice startled the narcissistic and self-pitying villagers, who began to scramble to escape from the courtyard. Seeing the chaotic scene, the shadow guard couldn't help but appear in front of the two.

"Master, please forgive us!" One of the shadow guards picked up Qingyan and the other picked up Yin, and they flew directly out of the sea of ​​fire.

Su Peisheng was quick-witted. He ordered his guards to walk to the unburnt wooden wall and quickly climb over it to leave. Their actions were noticed by the villagers, who followed them. The pressure at the gate instantly lessened considerably.

Qingyan was held in mid-air, her eyes wide open, staring at the guards whose faces were covered by black veils. She couldn't help but feel very curious, as these people had never shown themselves before.

"Princess, don't be curious." The shadow guard couldn't help but smile. The consort that Yin had chosen was an interesting one. If you said she was a foodie, she would do things that would surprise them unintentionally. If you said she was intelligent, she couldn't resist food.

Qingyan gave a fawning smile, revealing that her foolish thoughts had been seen through.

"Master, everyone has been taken to an open space, where the village children are being treated by the imperial physician." The shadow guard put Yin and Qingyan down and vanished instantly.

Qingyan rubbed her eyes with her small hands to make sure she wasn't seeing things; the Naxi people really did exist.

"Little darling, don't overthink it. Those people are trained; you won't find them." Yin poked her forehead, then led Qingyan to an open space. The guards left in the open space stepped forward and surrounded them within a protective circle.

The villagers who followed behind, seeing the children's burns, began to weep and wail. Some of the younger children threw themselves into their parents' arms, telling them everything they had just endured. Some of the men gritted their teeth in anger, realizing they had been misled and their children had almost been used as targets.

Damn it!

Qingyan carefully observed the villagers' appearances; none of them looked well.

She turned to look at the burned children; some were in extremely serious condition. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)