It was already dark.
A bonfire was burning brightly on the ground.
The materials used to burn these campfires were the roofs and beams of several houses.
Normally, if someone takes a bundle of straw from their neighbor's roof, they'll be chased and yelled at for miles.
But now, the owners of these houses have long since been beheaded, and can no longer utter any curses.
He couldn't utter any words of pleading.
So many people died, yet the village was far from quiet.
"Boss, this village is really poor! Which village are we going to tomorrow?" A bandit henchman brought over a large piece of roasted meat, selecting the best thigh meat and presenting it to a one-eyed man.
This man wasn't very tall, but he was muscular, had dark skin, and most importantly, his rugged and ugly face had only one eye.
Although it has only one eye, the cold light emanating from it is enough to instill fear in everyone who sees it.
The one-eyed man picked up the fragrant, sizzling piece of roasted thigh meat and took a big bite. It was indeed melt-in-your-mouth tender, but the taste was slightly sour and not very tasty.
"This desolate, backwater place is really poor! Damn it, I've made a wasted trip! And the meat is so sour, it's awful." Although the one-eyed man said this, he still swallowed the meat in his mouth.
"I heard there's a village over there, but I don't know if it's really as rich as they say, where people can eat meat every day."
The bandits nearby laughed upon hearing this, "Boss, we're in a poor rural area. Even a wealthy man can't eat meat every day! If only we could go to the city."
"You wish!" the one-eyed man said between bites. "I've already sent the dwarf and the skinny guy over to check it out, but it's been several days and they still haven't come back? Looks like that place is really good for food and drink, making them so happy they don't want to leave."
"Then let's go there tomorrow and see if it's really as good as they say, a place where we can eat meat every day."
"Then I'll go tell the brothers to get a good rest tonight, and we'll charge in tomorrow!" The bandit henchman didn't want to eat this sour meat every day.
If we could have fresh, tender pork and beef, who would want to eat these things?
Although some members of this bandit group were no longer averse to meat or vegetables, this particular bandit leader still preferred animal meat to human meat…
The bandit henchman glanced towards the campfire, then quickly looked away to inform the other brothers.
These bandits were ruthless. After satisfying their appetites, they naturally set their sights on those pitiful women.
The women in the village have been working in the fields since they were young, so there are no stunning beauties among them.
After these women were humiliated, they were often killed without mercy, becoming their next meal.
But some were lucky enough to be sent to the one-eyed man because of their good looks.
The one-eyed man was the most ruthless among the bandits, and he was also the first to start eating sour meat, successfully intimidating all the bandits and becoming their leader.
Meanwhile, in bed.
A woman knelt there naked, trembling uncontrollably. "I beg you... please don't kill me, please... I can tell you the way to Ning'an Village. That village is different from ours! They have water, fish... food, and beautiful women. I've seen several!"
A picture of a fair-skinned little girl and her mother flashed through the woman's eyes.
A barely perceptible hint of hatred appeared on her face and then vanished just as quickly.
"Hahaha." But the one-eyed man didn't care about any of that. He walked over and grabbed the woman's body, somewhat amused. "What kind of joke are you talking about? In this kind of drought, there's nowhere with water to raise fish? You're asking for death if you dare to lie to me."
"Really, I'm not lying to you... I really saw it all with my own eyes, please let me go." The woman was in excruciating pain, but dared not resist, and trembled all over.
Snap—
The one-eyed man slapped her across the face. "Alright, shut up!"
"..." The woman dared not speak anymore, tears streaming down her face.
"Ha, even if that village is as you say, with a good life and beautiful women, can you conjure them up for me tonight? You better watch out." The one-eyed man had no idea what it meant to be gentle with women.
The woman was in excruciating pain and soon fainted.
...
On the other side, in Ning'an Village, the seven bandits were all imprisoned in the Lin family's old house, which made them extremely confident and think that bandits were nothing special.
This allowed them to live peacefully under such circumstances, completely unaware that danger was approaching.
Master Cui is not of great use; his greatest use is teaching people to read.
Even then, he didn't put down his book; he continued to tap his pointer early in the morning, making the children read.
Lin Zhongyuan, needless to say, lit the incense early on, which allowed Master Cui to appear before them.
However, as soon as Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu saw the incense being lit, the two brothers seemed to have a telepathic connection and said in unison, "Big brother, Master, our village isn't very safe yet! We still need to go on patrol with Second Brother and come back later!"
After saying that, he immediately ran off with his second brother, Lin Zheyun.
Compared to the arduous task of patrolling, studying is definitely much harder!
After all, while patrolling, they could also pick a few early-blooming flowers or fresh fruits that hadn't yet been ruined by the birds. They could forcibly pick them, either to eat themselves or to take back for their younger sister to try.
Lin Wanyue, however, dared not let her guard down like they did.
She even took out several books from her spatial storage to study, especially the technique of paper dolls achieving enlightenment, which she pondered for a long time.
Finally, this time Lai Fu and the others didn't need to wear these little pieces of paper. The paper figures were able to float in the wind, carrying a wisp of Lin Wanyue's divine sense as they drifted out of the village.
"Phew..." Lin Wanyue rubbed her throbbing temples, staring blankly at the little paper figures, and said with great nostalgia, "If only there were electricity, I could use the silver-less machine to investigate, and I wouldn't have to go through all this trouble."
I really miss those cutting-edge technologies.
"What is an unmanned chicken? Is it delicious?" Little Pink Butterfly asked curiously, perched by her window.
"Ah." Lin Wanyue didn't know how to explain it either. She felt that the drone and these little paper figures didn't seem to be much different. The only difference was that the drone could generate electricity directly, while these paper figures relied entirely on Lin Wanyue's own power generation.
"Just to be precise..." Lin Wanyue thought for a moment and then said, "An even more powerful Taoist technique!"
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