They came with great force, but they were respectful to Fang'er. As he turned his mind, Village Chief Lin made a decision secretly, and finally raised his head and replied with a smile, "Yes, this person is Luo Tianfang's daughter. His wife and youngest son have been killed in the flood, and now only a daughter is left."

Lin Fang'er looked at Village Chief Lin in disbelief, and after the latter winked at her, she quickly lowered her head.

Looking at the brush in the leading soldier's hand, the clever girl had roughly guessed the purpose of the visitor and her father's thoughts.

"I, I am Luo Fanjin. What do you want from me?" She took a deep breath, with a slight fear.

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader and more than 20 soldiers knelt down in unison. Lin Fang'er was so scared that she quickly took two steps back.

"We'll take the young lady home!" said the leading soldier respectfully.

Then, a stack of silver bills was handed to Village Chief Lin.

"This is your reward. Don't tell anyone about what happened today!"

Village Chief Lin's eyes widened as he looked at the thick stack of banknotes, which he estimated to be worth about 10,000 taels. He swallowed his saliva and quickly replied, "Don't worry, sir. I will keep my mouth shut. Today, you are just passing by and using the excuse of drinking water."

Seeing that Village Chief Lin was so sensible, the leading soldier nodded with satisfaction.

A quarter of an hour later, the sound of horse hooves could be heard. The team came and went in a hurry, but there was one more person in the carriage in the middle of the team.

Lin Fang'er sat excitedly in the bumpy carriage, thinking about Village Chief Lin's reluctant expression. She was afraid but also extremely excited. She knew nothing about it until now, and those people didn't say anything. However, looking at the silver note handed to her father, Lin Fang'er's intuition told her that good days were coming!

"Luo Fanjin, let me enjoy this wealth and glory for you!" She laughed crazily in her heart.

Luo Fanjin, who had left the village long ago, first went to the county town to buy a horse carriage. The money she got from Village Chief Lin was enough for them to live a leisurely life for a while.

Luo Fanjin bought a rough map from a merchant and left the county town at full speed.

The scenes we saw along the way were all of misery. Although the flood had receded, there were collapsed houses everywhere, and people selling themselves on the roadside.

When a great disaster strikes, it is always the people at the bottom who suffer in the end.

A feeling of sorrow suddenly welled up in her heart, and Luo Fanjin could only force herself not to look. Her power was too weak now, and nothing she did would help.

By dusk, dark clouds gathered overhead, strong winds blew, and rain suddenly began to fall from the sky.

The sudden heavy rain disrupted Luo Fanjin's plan to stay in the next county town, so he had to drive the carriage towards a dilapidated temple not far away.

"Mother, Chu'er, you go in first!" Luo Fanjin unloaded the carriage in the rain and tied the horses in the stable.

Seeing that it was raining heavily and she could not help, Liu hurriedly took Luo Yuchu into the dilapidated temple.

With a bang, the door was pushed open. Liu hugged Luo Yuchu tightly and looked at everyone in the room timidly.

"Mom, why don't you go in?" Luo Fanjin's voice followed.

Liu remained motionless. Confused, Luo Fanjin immediately took two steps forward to the door and looked into the house.

Wow!

It was quite bright inside the dilapidated temple, and there was a fire, but the row of weapons pointing at the mother and her two children shone with a cold light!

Luo Fanjin took a step forward and pulled Liu and Luo Yuchu behind him. He said calmly, "Just hiding from the rain, no offense!"

The knives and guns pointed at the three of them were still not lowered.

Luo Fanjin took a quick look and found that there were about six people in the dilapidated temple. Four of them were standing in front of her and confronting each other. There were two other people in the room, who seemed to be a master and servant. The master was lying on a tiger skin and his face could not be seen.

She immediately felt relieved, crossed her arms, and put on a nonchalant look, "What? Are you afraid that I will eat your master? We are an orphan and a widow, so we don't have that much ability. However, if your master's illness gets worse, don't blame us!"

Luo Fanjin's words revealed the truth, and the expressions of the men holding weapons changed slightly.

"Come back! Close the door!" A voice came from the corner.

Several people immediately did as they were told, put away their weapons and retreated.

Seeing that his words worked, Luo Fanjin smiled slightly and pulled Liu and Luo Yuchu in.

As soon as they entered the temple, the door was closed tightly.

Luo Fanjin didn't say anything else, but took the luggage and walked to the southeast corner of the room and spread the mat there.

Her movements were quick and decisive, and before Liu and Luo Yuchu could react, she had already found a clean spot for them to rest.

Liu's body was still trembling, and Luo Yuchu held her tightly, and the fear of both of them was almost written on their faces.

Luo Fanjin shook her head helplessly. She could probably understand the behavior of these two people. After all, they had never stepped out of the small county town. When had they ever seen the thrilling scene of knives and guns pointed at them?

After thinking for a while, Luo Fanjin asked, "Mom, please tell me about Daddy!"

Her voice was not loud, but the dilapidated temple was so quiet that the only sound was the rustling of rain.

When she spoke suddenly, the people facing her in the northwest corner also looked over.

Liu was so nervous that she began to tell the story haltingly.

"Back then, your father was a famous handsome man in the surrounding area..."

As she spoke, Liu fell into memories and forgot about her fear.

In the dilapidated temple, the crackling sound of burning firewood echoed in everyone's heart.

While listening to Liu's story, Luo Fanjin sat on the mat and observed the opposite side.

After the four men returned, they remained on alert. The man in blue dressed as a guard who had spoken before sat quietly beside his unconscious master, guarding him closely.

After observation, Luo Fanjin noticed that the four guards surrounding the blue-clothed guard were surprisingly about one meter away from each other, and no one got close.

Does this person have a bad personality and others are afraid to get close to him?

“Cough cough cough!”

When a cough was heard, four guards rushed over, some hammering his back, some feeding him medicine, but only the guard in blue remained motionless.

This man doesn't look like a guard, but more like a master!

Thinking of this, Luo Fanjin frowned, and then retracted her gaze. She didn't know who was opposite her, so it was better to mind her own business.

Although thinking this, his attention never left the opposite side.

After a violent cough, the person lying on the ground still did not wake up. The night was gradually deepening, and it was pitch black outside the dilapidated temple.

Liu and Luo Yuchu had already fallen asleep. After experiencing the flood, they had not slept for a whole day and night. Now that they were relatively safe, the two of them quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Luo Fanjin closed her eyes and took a nap. She was still on guard when facing strangers.

"Master! How should we deal with those people on the opposite side?" A low voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.