MTL - After Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse, He Carried Supplies To Survive the Disaster Years-Chapter 357 One pot

“Lan’er, it’s no use to me, I’m dragging you down.”

Ping Yuansi was lying on the haystack, slapping his unconscious broken leg vigorously.

If his leg hadn’t been a drag on his family, they wouldn’t have ended up living in the Tutu Temple to survive.

“Dad, don’t think too much, as long as you are here, no one will dare to bully us.

 My father is an upright man who kills Bei Mang dogs. Lan'er is proud of you.

I can also support the family. Mom will take care of you at home, and my little brother and I will take care of everything outside.

 As long as we follow the young master, we will definitely reach that good place. The young master is a kind-hearted person. "

When going to sleep, the bandits did not go into the only five rooms to rest as usual, but part of them stayed in the carriage that blocked the street to sleep.

The trembling shopkeeper and his son still looked at them reluctantly but helplessly, which made Barang's unhappiness dissipate a little bit.

 The smoke rose again in the same way, and even the sleeping horses lay down after a stick of incense.

Ziyu and Libai, who had taken the antidote and covered their faces, showed their bodies and stabbed the bandits on the ground one by one.

Moved by his imagination, Bald Dunzi wiped the tears from his face and quickly went around to the town official's house to keep an eye on the family.

 It was such a long line of carriages that you couldn't even see the end of it, and the carriages were all loaded with fodder. "

 The people in the ruined temple helped each other and finally made two pushcarts.

 …

A hand stretched out in the dark night, and the smoke in the hand curled up, adding enough food to the half-asleep person.

 Nowadays, no one is willing to go if they hear there is a good place to go.

The old shopkeeper was so frightened that his hands and feet were weak, and his son helped him to light the fire in the kitchen behind him.

That alert look frightened the shopkeeper and his son, who hid in the kitchen and did not dare to show up.

They didn't dare to provoke them at all. Saving their lives was the most important thing at the moment, and the master didn't allow them to risk their lives.

　　There was no adult man guarding me during the escape, and I was not allowed to be bullied until my bones were broken.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　castung the matter to the young master, and you have to take the time to save them. Dunzi knew that the young master actually meant well, and he deliberately said that to prevent them from thinking he was useless.

 …

The inhumane Beimang thieves can't walk when they see a younger woman, and no one can escape their clutches.

Ping Dexin put down his backpack mysteriously and dug out a straw cage to show the people on the haystack.

The red-eyed Ping Shilan mustered up her courage again. Her eldest brother is a great general.

 After getting rid of the bandits in the lobby, the dark figure appeared on the street as light as a cat.

 The traces of the stranger’s appearance in the town were all covered up by the night when this group of people entered the town.

 "Master... Master... please calm down, the common people are ignorant, so I will prepare some wine and good food for you."

Mother Xin'er, I'll be the pushcart and we'll hit the road together. "

 …

“Sister, I dug a basket of wild vegetables. I went into the mountains with my mother to dig them.

Dad is also a hero who is not inferior to anyone and cannot embarrass them.

 …

“Dad, sit up and help get a cart, and we’ll push you around.”

 Inside the inn.

 Because this was a job that had to be done every time the bandits came, and the two men did not dare to let the female relatives of the family come out to see people.

 For these two people, it is not a pity to die, and there is no need to keep them.

“Xin’er is so capable, she can help your sister support the family.

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers.

Xia You pulled out a big knife and slapped it on the counter in front of the shopkeeper. When he saw the father and son were so frightened, they retreated to the wall and stood there, smiling with satisfaction.

I don’t want to see blood today, but be careful about your flag being sacrificed tomorrow. "

 Get rid of all the bandits inside and outside, leaving no one alive.

 “Here comes the good wine and good food. Move quickly and let me wash the horse.”

 Let's put more wild vegetables and cook them in the broth at noon. It tastes really fragrant. "

From the rut marks and the laborious pulling of the horses, the two men could see that it was definitely not the forage they saw.

Some people slept directly on the floor in the inn lobby, holding their swords in their arms while sleeping.

 After dealing with the bandits, holding the Night Pearl's Ziyu and Libai, he started to check what was on the carriage.

"Okay, go and guard outside the town official's house. No one is allowed to come out of his house." Ziyu ordered calmly.

Barang habitually glanced at the inn lobby when he entered the hotel. Not even the broken table and bench had changed at all.

“Hehe, you’re a useless old guy, why don’t you have a long memory at all?

 After eating, they naturally throw pots and bowls, because this is their old rule every time they come here.

Mrs. Ping Liu came back with a few fist-sized branches, followed by Ping Dexin, who was unkempt and disheveled, carrying back a basket of old wild vegetables with only stems.

 Seeing the strong man sitting on the carriage from a distance, Dunzi couldn't help but feel scared for a while. He was a murderous demon who didn't blink an eye.

At sunset, a group of carriages appeared at the end of the town. They stood guard outside the town and ran towards the inn.

Those who were injured in the mines had no chance of making it down the mountain alive. They were thrown to the other side of the mountain after a day's work.

 Otherwise, how will the three mothers survive in this troubled world without any support?

Ping Yuansi, who knew how to make a pushcart, had blood blisters on his hands because he didn't have any handy tools, so he used a kitchen knife to cut them bit by bit.

 …

 Ping Yuansi's somewhat decadent heart rekindled hope, and he could not fall.

With the sound of hooves and crunching, they stopped at the half-open door of the inn in the dusk.

 Dunzi slipped into a small alley and disappeared into the town.

He likes to see the people from Baiyun country the most. They look angry but dare not speak, which makes him feel comfortable all over.

Ping Yuansi looked at the **** mouse in the grass cage. It was only the size of a palm, but it made a child feel as happy as finding a treasure.

 Fleeing all the way from Xinxi Mansion to Yanxi Town, he saw many ugly faces.

There are often howls of wolves there. As long as the howling of wolves is intensive, living people will be used to stuff the wolves' mouths.

A group of bandits saw that what was served on the table was vegetables and radishes, not even a single flower seed.

Thinking of this, Dunzi's eyes were filled with hatred, but he knew that he was no match for the bandits.

Under the hay, there are six large wooden boxes stacked together, which are exactly the same as the boxes she collected in the cave.

 The carriage of the two of them had been driven out and hidden by Pi Er.

Even if they had some choice, they would not choose to live here.

There is no one who works in the mine who is not afraid of the soul-destroying knife in Balang's hand, because as soon as the knife comes out, someone's head will be cut off.

“Dad, I caught a field mouse and asked my sister to roast it and take it with me to make soup for you on the road.”

　　After the third watch, the shopkeeper and his son in the kitchen took away the pile of firewood, climbed to the house next door and murmured for a while. The two families quietly left through the half-open back door.

The people who live in the Tutu Temple are mostly old and weak women, and they stay in this ruined temple because they have no ability to survive.

 “Sir, here we come!

 Ziyu nodded to the shopkeeper and retreated to the backyard, disappearing into the night with Li Bai.

 “Click!”

 The two opened the two box lids at the same time, and a golden light shone brightly under the night pearl.

 “Gold ingot!”