Ning'an Village suddenly became busy.

Since the villagers did not want to give up the village where their ancestors had lived and worked for generations, they had to pick up knives, prepare food, and be ready to drive the bandits out at any time.

The village still didn't have enough firewood for the winter, so the men split into two groups: one group went up the mountain to cut firewood, while the other group stayed in the village to defend it.

The women also had to get busy, preparing more food and various kinds of dry rations than usual, so that they could take their children and escape to the mountains for refuge at any time.

Even the village children no longer play as freely as before. Instead, they each carry sticks or other small weapons and, led by the older children, patrol every corner of the village.

They also agreed that if anyone discovered any trace of bandits, they absolutely could not confront the bandits head-on like Wang Hu and the others had done before. Instead, they should learn from the fastest-running child and quickly run to report to the adults!

The villagers were on edge.

According to Lin Wanyue, they have now entered the wartime preparation phase.

This situation has both advantages and disadvantages. On the one hand, the villagers are preparing for battle in an unprecedented manner, and even if those bandits come, they probably won't fare well.

However, the downside is also obvious: everyone is under mental stress, and it's impossible to maintain that level for too long.

Although Lin Wanyue had never studied military strategy, she did not want to actually watch those vicious bandits enter the village.

Bandits and Japanese soldiers are similar; once they enter a village, they will inevitably cause destruction.

Lin Wanyue thought it best to deal with the bandits somewhere else before they arrived!

"She truly is my daughter!" She shared her thoughts with Lin Weiming, who happily hugged his daughter and tickled her with his beard for a while.

"Don't worry, I'll get the information out of them tonight, and I'll make sure they get what's coming to them," Lin Weiming assured him.

Lin Wanyue crossed her two small hands, maintaining a gesture of refusal, and pushed Lin Weiming far away. She leaned her head and body back as far as she could, afraid that he would prick her face with his beard again.

"Father, we can't believe everything they say," Lin Wanyue pouted, still very unhappy.

Her dad's beard is so prickly!

"What you said makes sense." Then, Lin Weiming pondered for a moment, "So, should I beat them up a few more times?"

These days, information transmission is not easy; it takes several hours to make a trip to the county seat.

If those three bandits dared to lie, he really didn't have any good ideas on how to tell the truth from the falsehood.

Lin Weiming figured that breaking all their legs would be enough of a threat and a bribe to get them to tell the truth.

However, these bandits dared to eat human flesh, which shows a complete lack of humanity and cannot be judged by common sense.

“I have some paper money, I can put it out and check it out.” Lin Wanyue shook her head.

Only by verifying both sides can we better determine whether what they said is true or false.

"Wait!" Lin Weiming's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Good girl, don't release the paper doll yet! Tonight, you release it in front of the whole village!"

"?" Lin Wanyue was very confused.

Not only did she not understand Lin Weiming's thoughts, but the rest of the family didn't either.

"Dad, why is this?" Lin Zheyun was the most excited member of the Lin family during this period.

Now he gets up early every morning and, before he even starts practicing his skills, he runs around the village a few times.

It can be used for both training and patrolling to check for anything suspicious.

He never forgot to bring his little bow and arrows and lead all the children in the village on patrol, which was very impressive and domineering.

“I see that every household in our village is afraid that the bandits will come knocking on their door. They’re all like frightened birds. This can’t go on. We don’t want to be scared to death by ourselves before the bandits even break in!”

"So I thought that if I saw our Wanwan fly away with the little paper doll, I would feel a little more at ease, and life would be a little easier," Lin Weiming chuckled as he explained.

"You've finally gotten your brain working today, kid." Liu Junlan, who was listening from the side, rarely agreed with his idea.

The tension among the villagers is like the string on a bow. While a taut string can be deadly, too much of a good thing can be bad, and an overly taut string can easily break.

…

As per Lin Weiming's request, in the afternoon, Lin Wanyue cut out a small paper figure from a piece of white paper in front of the whole village.

With the movement of her short fingers, the paper cutout, which could only be seen by everyone, actually began to tremble in the breeze.

This little paper figure, with only eyes dotted with ink, seemed to have a real life. It stood up, stretched, and then eagerly lay on Lin Wanyue's wrist.

Most of the villagers were seeing Lin Wanyue make paper figures in front of them for the first time, and they didn't dare to breathe loudly.

The children of the village head Zhou family had met before at home, and they were all smiling and very proud.

These guys are really ignorant!

Lin Wanyue is a fairy sent from heaven to their village, so naturally she has such abilities!

What's there to be afraid of with a few bandits?

They were pleased with themselves, but they weren't foolish enough to say it out loud. However, their raised chins revealed their thoughts.

"These little paper figures are really alive!"

As the second paper figure emerged from the blank paper, the villagers finally couldn't hold back and let out a long sigh of relief.

As if taking advantage of this moment, the little paper figure lightly touched the ground with its toes and floated into the air.

Lin Wanyue's face was full of seriousness as she instructed them, "Go find the bad guy!"

The little paper figures couldn't speak, but after hearing the command, the second little paper figure pulled the first little paper figure up, and together they floated around the village in the wind before drifting out of the village and disappearing into the misty night.

Autumn is approaching, and a cold wind is blowing.

However, the people of Ning'an Village, watching the little paper figure disappear into the wind, did not feel cold at all; on the contrary, their hearts were burning with warmth.

"Wanwan, could you cut out a few more of these paper figures? Even if you can't wipe out all those bandits, you can scare them to death!" They all crowded around Lin Wanyue and asked.

"Wanwan! You know my Fanzi has trouble walking. Could you cut out a little paper figure for him to carry while he works?" Old Mrs. Du asked eagerly, already planning out 108 ways to use the little paper figure.

Lin Wanyue's face was indifferent: "..."

That's absolutely impossible!

She hasn't fully mastered the magic of paper dolls achieving enlightenment yet.

Although they are borrowing, what they are actually borrowing are the ghosts of Master Cui and Lai Fu. With something to rely on, they can go out and investigate more quickly.

As for Little Pink Butterfly, she was left with the Lin family.

She was the only one of the three ghosts Lin Wanyue raised who had ever actually hurt anyone, and she was also the most ferocious.

However, leaving the little pink butterfly at home to guard the house does indeed give people a lot of peace of mind.