The refugees were about to rush over to stop the car, but Jiang Yue raised his saber, his eyes fierce, the blade and his body were covered in blood, and it was obvious that he was not someone to be trifled with.
The refugees swallowed their saliva, stopped, and turned back to rob those cowards.
Once you pass the city, you'll hardly encounter any refugees. The city gates are wide open, and scattered civilians carrying bags are running out.
Seeing that Jiang Yue and his companions had a mule cart, they begged them to take them with them, offering to pay with food.
Jiang Yue naturally wouldn’t bring it.
Not to mention the trouble it would cause him, he couldn't give much food at that time. If you eat it, he will die, then wouldn't that be a waste of life? If you don't want it, then which one should I take? Where can I take it all?
Just don't bring any, and let everyone accept their fate.
The two men's expressions were impassive, and the car sped up. Whoever tried to stop the car was terrified by the sight of the bloody knife. They could only run while cursing at them for not helping the victim and their heartless hearts...
He still has the energy to curse, it seems he can outrun the refugees.
Jiang Yue looked back and saw that the entire city had been engulfed in flames. The bustling scene she had seen when she came here a year ago would no longer exist.
After leaving the city, the sounds of fighting gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of the wind.
There were some ragged refugees scattered on the road, rushing towards the provincial capital, with desire in their eyes, perhaps wanting to get a piece of the pie.
They walked eastward, which was the same direction as returning to the village.
It was early morning and still dark. Jiang Yue took out a small flashlight and emitted a bright beam to lead the mule.
"What's this thing called? It won't be blown out by the wind, and its light shines far."
Jiang Nian has gradually realized that what she brought is different from what other people brought. But he doesn't care, he only wants Jiang Yue.
"This is a flashlight. It runs on batteries, and once the batteries run out, it's no longer usable. So we can only use it in critical moments..."
The two of them leaned against each other and chatted. Occasionally, if there were any ignorant refugees blocking their way, they would kill them. It had come to this point, who would still want to try to persuade others?
When it was dawn, Jiang Yue and his companions ran into the Fang family. Jiang Yue turned off the flashlight.
Some of the Fang family’s luggage must have been lost, otherwise the mule wouldn’t have been able to run so fast.
The sleeves of Fang the Butcher and Fang Zheng were also stained with blood, both from the battles they had fought along the way. The butcher was strong and could easily protect himself.
I wonder if all the Jiang family's luggage had been put into the carriage. From the outside, there wasn't a trace of luggage. Butcher Fang asked in surprise, "You're behind us?"
The Jiang family was one step ahead of them and brought less things than them, so how come they are lagging behind?
Jiang Yue smiled and said, "There were too many refugees chasing us, so we were delayed."
Fang Lu heard Sister Jiang's voice and looked out the window. Seeing that both of them were covered in blood, more than her father and brother, she knew that they must have killed a lot of people.
The refugees looked ferocious and almost overturned their mule cart. She is still frightened.
The two families drove the carriage in tacit understanding, and Jiang Yue soon got ahead of them.
Wu opened the car door and watched the car drive away. She said regretfully, "They are both amazing! It would be great if they could go together."
Butcher Fang shook his head. "Our family is burdened too much. How can we possibly burden the Jiang family?"
Wu knew she was just saying it. She didn't know what would happen on the run, so having more people around was always good. If they could help each other, life would be easier.
Fang Lu seemed to be thinking about something. "Mom and Dad, look at the masks that Jiang Jie and her brother and sister are wearing on their faces. What are they for?"
"Are they afraid of being caught and don't want others to see their faces clearly?"
"Well, I don't know. I think it's pretty good. Mom and I can use it to cover ourselves up and be safe. Besides, this mask can keep out the wind and sand, and blood won't splash on our faces."
Fang the butcher had more experience than his family after all. He looked nervous and said, "Maybe it can also prevent epidemic diseases."
He turned around and said to his wife, "Make two masks for everyone with cloth immediately and cover their mouths and noses."
Mrs. Wu was a little reluctant as there were only a few pieces of cloth left to take into the car.
But Fang Lu thought her father's words made sense, so she took the scissors and tried to cut it herself. Wu was shocked to see how big the area she was cutting was, so she quickly took the scissors and did it herself.
Jiang Yue washed her hands, took out the buns, ate one bite herself and fed Jiang Nian two bites.
"Is that person in front someone I know?"
"Another acquaintance? We don't know many people in total."
Jiang Yue squinted her eyes, waited for the car to slowly approach, and took off her mask, "Brother Jiangshan, Brother Jiang Er."
Jiang Shan and his companion had just cautiously driven away the two refugees when they saw Jiang Yue, whom they had not seen for a long time.
When Jiang Dajin and his wife brought Jiang Erfu back, they told everyone that Jiang Yue and his wife had killed their eldest son and chopped off his head. They also killed a lot of people!
No one in the village believed it. Although Jiang Yue had a bad personality, how could a woman kill someone?
When asked about the body, they hesitantly said they couldn't bring it back and buried it in a grave nearby.
Everyone in the village thought that Jiang Dajin and his gang were spreading rumors because they couldn't extort money from people.
But Jiang Dagui was missing, and Jiang Erfu was also talking nonsense like a madman, sometimes saying his head had fallen off, sometimes saying he ate human flesh and drank human blood...
After that fight, I never heard from Jiang Yue again.
Jiang Shan grinned and greeted, "Jiang Yue Jiang Nian, you guys..."
He paused, his eyes filled with horror, and their clothes were all stained with blood.
"Are you injured?! Did you encounter refugees?"
"We are not injured. This is the blood of refugees. They attacked the city, burning, killing and looting. They may soon come to the county and the village. You should prepare yourself quickly. We are leaving."
Jiang Yue was decisive and quick in speaking. She didn't get out of the car and gestured to Jiang Nian to keep going.
Jiangshan's brother's expression changed drastically. Seeing that their mule cart was about to go away, he quickly asked, "Where are you going?"
Jiang Yue waved her hand, "Go east."
Who knows where exactly we're going? Wherever there's peace, there's peace.
Jiang Er's legs went weak, "Brother, what should we do?"
Jiangshan pulled him into the car and stood on a high place looking towards the city. He could vaguely see a lot of people escaping like ants.
He immediately whipped his horse hard and rushed back to the village.
The village chief was uneasy when he saw the two brothers coming back shortly after they left with such ugly faces. He waited until the car entered the yard and immediately closed the door.
The neighbors looked at him and curled their lips. Ever since the disaster, their family had been acting secretive, always locking the door. They must have been eating in secret.
Every household had people dying of freezing, starvation, or thirst, except their family, which just grew a little thinner, and no one died.
She wouldn't believe it if she wasn't eating it alone!
As the village chief, he actually ate alone! She must expose this matter!
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