Thinking of this, they laughed happily again. The laughter seemed particularly loud outside the empty mountain, as if it was dispelling the haze that had just shrouded their hearts.
But after laughing, no one dared to stay for too long. After all, it was out in the wilderness and no one could tell if there would be any more dangers later.
So they quickened their pace and left the place quickly, looking back from time to time, worried that the bandits behind them would catch up again, and their steps became more and more hurried due to this worry.
The village chief had a serious and worried look on his face as he slowly walked to Su Wencheng's side.
His eyes were filled with confusion and uneasiness, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Wencheng, tell me, who are these people? That scene just now really scared everyone."
Su Wencheng frowned slightly, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
He pondered for a moment before slowly speaking, "Looking at how well-trained they are, I'm thinking they must be guards from some big family. Look, the horses they ride are all tall and strong, and they're all well-fed and well-groomed. They look quite special, too."
Plus, when they did it, their movements were clean and neat, and their coordination was incredibly tacit; it was obvious they had been specially trained."
At this point, Su Wencheng sighed softly and continued, "Country people like us are usually busy farming in the village, so how can we have the opportunity to get to know those nobles in the city.
For us, if we can meet the county magistrate on a normal day, it would be like meeting a high-ranking official. As for the ins and outs of these wealthy families, I am completely clueless and don’t know anything.”
After listening to Su Wencheng's analysis, the village chief nodded thoughtfully and muttered to himself, "That's right. It seems that only those wealthy families can do this. Alas..."
The village chief sighed deeply, his face full of helplessness and emotion.
In his mind, these wealthy families were people that ordinary people like them could not afford to offend.
They are powerful and all the guards they employ are highly skilled in martial arts. If you offend them accidentally, you will be in big trouble.
Fortunately, this time I just watched this conflict and didn't provoke them.
With this thought, the village chief raised his head, glanced at everyone, and then raised his voice and shouted, "Everyone, listen up! Let's get out of here! We can't stay here any longer. Although what just happened is temporarily over, no one can guarantee that there won't be any more accidents in the future. Everyone, hurry up! It's important to get on with your journey!"
After saying that, the village chief turned and walked towards the front of the team. As he walked, he looked back from time to time, urging everyone to keep up. His expression still revealed a hint of worry, fearing that another accident would happen.
Just when everyone was worried, a burst of hurried footsteps came from far away.
Everyone looked up and saw Su Wenjun running back in a hurry with a few people.
Each of them held a shining broadsword tightly in his hand. The broadsword reflected a sharp light under the sunlight, as if telling the story of the thrilling battle they had just experienced.
It turned out that when Su Wenjun just left, the ugly face of that extremely arrogant strong man kept appearing in his mind.
The sturdy man's arrogant look and arrogant provocative words were like thorns in his back, and Su Wenjun couldn't swallow it.
As he was walking, he suddenly stopped, turned his head abruptly, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
Without saying a word, he turned back with a few good brothers around him.
Su Wenjun confiscated the weapons from these villains one by one without hesitation, and even the silver they had on them was taken away.
Da Zhuang and others were just watching at first, but when they saw Su Wenjun's quick and decisive action, which was very satisfying, they couldn't help but feel their blood boiling.
They looked at each other and tacitly joined Su Wenjun's action. They cooperated with each other so well that soon they rushed back to the village with a lot of "trophies".
When the village chief saw the big knives and piles of silver that Su Wenjun and his men brought back, his frown instantly relaxed a lot, and the worry on his face dissipated a lot like dark clouds blown away by the wind.
Along the way, with these weapons, the village's safety is better guaranteed.
After all, no one knows whether there will be other dangers coming again. With these things, the villagers will be able to fight even if they really encounter any situation.
And that silver was an unexpected surprise.
After several days of tiring and arduous journey, the villagers of Sujia Village finally arrived in Ping'an County.
At the gate of the county town, a group of people gathered lively and bustlingly.
There were several huge iron pots placed there, with porridge bubbling in the pots. The steam was rising, and white porridge foam was rolling in the pots. With the breeze, the fragrance of the porridge wafted in the air, making people's stomachs start to growl.
In front of the cauldron, there was already a long line of people, a group of refugees with ragged clothes and haggard faces.
Each of them had a look of fatigue and longing as they stared at the porridge that was being cooked, and kept muttering that they wanted to drink the hot porridge quickly to fill their stomachs that had been hungry for a long time.
When the people in Sujia Village saw this scene, they couldn't help but gather around curiously, staring at the porridge stall and the busy people.
"Hey, look at Ping'an County. The people are really nice. There are even people who provide porridge here. This has really saved many people's lives." Fourth Grandpa stroked his beard and said with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"Yes, yes. We were scared all the way, fearing that we would have no way to survive when we got there. We didn't expect the people in Ping'an County to be so kind-hearted." Dazhuangniang echoed, his eyes full of goodwill towards Ping'an County.
Everyone was chatting with each other, and the fatigue from the journey seemed to be diluted a lot by the warm scene before them. They couldn't help but feel a strong affection for Ping'an County, which they had not yet fully understood, as if they could find stability and hope here.
Widow Wang stood not far away, her eyes fixed on the increasingly long line, her eyes filled with anxiety and desire.
She said anxiously, "Village chief, look at this line! It's getting longer and longer. Let's get in line! We're all starving after all this rush. We finally got a chance to have some free porridge. Don't miss it."
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