Butcher Yang was about to walk out when Su Yin grabbed him.
"Wait a moment."
Butcher Yang nodded.
The three of them squatted behind the bushes and waited quietly, and this wait lasted for two cups of tea.
Su Yin looked around for a long time, and made sure that the group of people chasing him had left. Then he stood up and walked out from behind the bushes.
She took out the three pieces of cloth she had prepared earlier and gave them to Yang Dahe and Yang the Butcher.
"Cover your mouth and nose."
The two followed Su Yin's instructions.
After covering their mouths and noses, the three of them walked towards the place where the corpse was. The strong smell of blood attracted countless flies and mosquitoes, as well as many crows that feed on carrion. When people approached, flies and mosquitoes flew away.
Su Yin squatted down and checked to see if they had any identity tokens, clothes, jewelry, etc.
After searching the bodies one by one, no useful information was found until the leader was found. His clothes were violently torn off and at his feet there was a token, about the size of a palm, made of pure iron, with three words engraved on it: [Yun Shisan].
"Yun Thirteen."
This looks like an identity token.
This person was stripped naked, leaving only his underwear, while the others were all dressed properly. It was obvious that this person must have something on him, and this thing was the source of his fatal disaster.
There was no need to look for Su Yin anymore, as everything useful on this person must have been taken away.
When I was about to leave, I noticed a piece of cloth mixed in with the clothes. The material was completely different from the clothes.
She picked it up and saw that it was a map.
This is good stuff!
This thing is useless to the people who are chasing her, but it is very useful to her.
You should know that in ancient times, only the upper class could own maps, and the lower class people could not obtain them. It was prohibited to buy and sell maps on the market.
When I was buying supplies before, I specifically looked for maps. Not to mention buying them, the merchants would look at me with tinted glasses when they heard about them.
In the dark Yong Dynasty, this map is more valuable than money.
Su Yin spread out the map. The area was not large, and the terrain, mountains, rivers, and cities drawn on it were different from modern maps, but clear enough.
The only pity is that this map only covers two counties in Meizhou. One of the counties is [Lingxi County] where they are now, and the other is [Nanping County] next door.
With this map, Su Yin no longer had any idea of the route to follow.
During the two days of fleeing, they were still wandering around their own Lingxi County and had not yet left Lingxi County. They generally would not go wrong on the road, but after leaving Lingxi County, they would have to ask for directions along the way.
Now that I have this map, at least I don’t have to worry about getting lost when I arrive in Nanping County.
Su Yin put the map close to her body and just as she was about to walk away, she was tripped by something. It was the hand of a corpse.
"Sorry, sorry, no offense."
“Huh!”
Su Yin squatted down and moved the man's hand away, revealing a silk purse. As soon as she picked it up, she felt the heaviness inside. She opened the purse and poured out three golden ingots. She weighed them and found that they weighed about ten taels. Three gold ingots weighed thirty taels, which was about three hundred taels in silver.
Gold is not rare in modern times, but in ancient times, gold was basically owned by the upper class or the rich. For the lower class people in the Yong Dynasty, it was considered good to have some silver in their hands, but gold was out of the question.
Apart from the three gold ingots, there were also some small change, which added up to about seven or eight taels.
This time the harvest was quite fruitful. The value of the map alone was immeasurable, not to mention the extra three hundred taels of silver. This gave Su Yin, who was not very wealthy, more confidence and capital for his future escape from famine.
Butcher Yang and Yang Dahe were also not idle. They were searching for valuable things among the pile of dead bodies, and their voices could be heard from time to time.
“This is a lot of money.”
"He's a bit poor, he only has a few copper coins."
“This is a nice knife.”
Butcher Yang was playing with the knife in his hand. Su Yin saw it and noticed the style of the knife, which was very special, and there was also the word "cloud" engraved on it.
A knife with such an obvious mark is not suitable to be carried on the body. Once it is noticed by someone with ulterior motives, it can easily lead to trouble or even death.
Su Yin didn't even look at the leader's weapon and threw it away.
"Uncle Yang, you can't take this knife away. There is a mark on it. If someone misunderstands it, it may lead to a fatal disaster."
Butcher Yang immediately threw away the short blade in his hand.
Su Yin took a look at what her uncle and Butcher Yang had found. They were all money and jewelry, mostly money, with only one or two pieces of jewelry.
Butcher Yang collected 52 taels and 5 qian of silver, most of which came from the group of people disguised as refugees.
Yang Dahe collected thirty-seven silver coins and eight silver coins, as well as two pieces of jewelry, one of which was a jade pendant, which was not very good in terms of texture, and the other was a jade hairpin, which was better in texture and much more transparent than the jade pendant.
The three of them each put their harvest into their arms.
Su Yin looked at the corpses lying on the ground, her eyebrows twitching and she felt uneasy.
The things involved behind this group of people are not something that small people like them can get involved in.
Only after making sure that the things they took would not be involved, would they dare let people keep them with them.
"We can't stay here for long. We have to leave."
The two of them had no objection, packed up the things, and left with a full harvest.
Not long after they left, a group of people arrived here. Everyone was dressed in black and had a long sword at their waist. Leading them was a young man about thirty years old, with a bun tied in the style of the warriors of the Dayong Dynasty.
Someone dismounted to check, and after a while he came back, stood in front of the leading man's horse, and respectfully reported, "Master, the things are gone. They must have been taken away by the people who intercepted them."
"This bunch of rubbish."
Another person came back and replied cautiously, "Master, we found out that the group of people went towards Yongqing County."
Yongqing County is located in the south of Lingxi County, adjacent to Nanping County and Nanshan County, and is the intersection of the three counties. The purpose of the group is simple. Once they enter the intersection, it is impossible to track which direction they are walking.
"Walk!"
A group of horses hurried away, and the dust they raised flew in the air and finally fell on the cold corpses.
No one cares about their life or death, let alone the ordinary people implicated by them.
The three of them returned to the woods and headed towards the gathering place.
"Su girl, should we give this money to the village head and let him share it?" asked Butcher Yang.
"Need not!"
Su Yin explained in a very soft voice, "We are taking risks this time. Where there is risk, there is reward."
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