flee from famine?Dressed to be vicious, the mother-in-law holds hundreds of billions of supplies!

Thinking of that possibility, she felt a little uncomfortable. Now that Dabao is her son, let's pamper him more!

A child who lacks love needs to be treated earlier, otherwise it will take a lifetime to heal!

Dabao felt that there was something wrong with his stepmother's eyes on him, as if he was a very pitiful thing.

Looking back, the stepmother looked at him with strong love rather than pity, and Dabao's face slowly turned red.

It feels so good to be loved.Dabao decided to ignore Xiaoshan for the time being, because this younger brother is too unintelligent.

Didn't you find out that the stepmother treats them from the bottom of her heart?

Not for dad at all!

Even dad is just an excuse for her.

He suspected that when his father really came back, the stepmother would not take a second look.

Dabao's eyes fell on the younger sister, who stared straight at the more than 20 horses, with a kind of greed in her eyes called Lie Xinxi, who always wanted to keep it for herself.

She spoke with a crisp voice: "Are they all from our family?"

"Yes!" After Dabao finished speaking, the little girl almost jumped onto the horse's back.

Dabao quickly looked away, his younger siblings were too clueless, he turned to look at Yan Qingshu.

Yan Qingshu patted Dabao on the head, and led the people towards the head of the village.These horses have already entered the sight of the villagers, so they have to re-plan.

The village chief turned his head and saw Yan Qingshu walking with a team of fine horses.

His eyes changed drastically.

Don't like to be surprised!

Hurrying to Yan Qingshu's side, panting heavily, he asked, "These horses? How did they come here?"

"Just now I wanted to pick some medicinal materials for heatstroke prevention. I walked a little far and saw a corpse on the road. These horses were standing beside the corpse. At that time, there was no one alive, so I brought the horse back. "

"There are corpses all over the place." The village chief's face suddenly became more ugly, and he always felt that these corpses were not so at ease.

"No one saw you lead the horses out?" asked the mayor.

Yan Qingshu nodded, only she and Dabao.

The village chief struggled and stared at these young and strong horses: "You, you really are, forget about rest, and continue on your way!"

After the village chief finished his arrangement, the group walked again.

As for these horses, Yan's family.

As a pregnant woman who had suffered a miscarriage, Ms. Huang had to rest more, so she harnessed her horse to the cart. She was sitting in the same cart as Old Man Yan and Mrs. Yan, while Xiaoshan Xiaomei was brought by the village head’s grandson, and the number of carts was different. Many, they sit directly on horseback.

Xiaobai and Yanxi went to Zhu's side immediately, and as for the healthy man, he walked on his own.

Yan Qingshu and Dabao didn't ride a horse, and they didn't want to ride a horse either.

The remaining horses were also arranged by the village head to let other people transfer. In the words of the village head, when they arrived at a safe place, these horses were the assets of Yan Qingshu and Dabao.

But at this moment, on the way to escape from the famine, it can't be counted that way. It has to be used reasonably, and safety is the most important thing.

In this way, sick and weak people can take turns sitting on horseback and walking, and the speed of fleeing from famine can reach the fastest.

For such an arrangement, Yan Qingshu has no objection.

If she were the village chief, she would do the same.

What's more, these horses are not borrowed for nothing, and the Yan family can be the first to choose any supplies they get on the road in the future.

The group continued to walk.

Yan Qingshu suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The direction these rebels are chasing is the town, if they have ever been to the town.

What does the town look like now?

Yan Qingshu doesn't want to think about these things, but the brain is the most difficult thing to control, the more she doesn't want to think about it, the more she thinks about it.

She couldn't help releasing the drone, but it was a little far away from the town, beyond the scope of the drone's survey.

She quietly put a small signal receiving device on her ass. Even if she left, she could still find people in the village through the receiver. She quietly left the team.

Dabao has been paying attention to her all the time, watching the person leave without making a sound, he immediately follows her, never thinking of leaving him alone.

"Stepmother, where are you going?" Dabao asked.

Yan Qingshu? ?

The little tail couldn't be shaken off.

She left the team with Dabao.

Stay away from the crowd, take out the off-road vehicle in the wilderness where there is no one, step on the accelerator to increase the speed, and within a quarter of an hour of driving, you arrive at the small town.

At the entrance of the town, the weather suddenly became gloomy, and the decomposed corpse of a lame man lay on the ground.

Ants gathered on the ground and gnawed at the meat.

……

"Stepmother!" Dabao's hands trembled slightly.

He saw a water belt hanging around the lame man's waist. The water belt was for the military, and it was also on Lu Jiuyuan's body.

"You are the one who wants to be the emperor, don't be afraid!" Yan Qingshu patted Dabao on the back lightly, and walked towards the lame man, until now she didn't know his name.

But take a look at the corpses of several rebellious soldiers lying on the ground.

Can she guess what happened?

The lame man killed five by himself.

real man!

Eyes should be closed peacefully.

She put her hand on his face: "Rest in peace, the children brought out from the village will grow up, the blood of the town has not disappeared, and those rebels will be dealt with sooner or later."

She moved her palms, and the eyes of those who opened them closed.

Yan Qingshu took out a shovel from the space.

Go to the cemetery in the town and dig a hole and bury people in it.

In the village, there are faintly crazy women singing.

Walking into the village, I found that all the women inside were dead, and no one was alive.

The faint and miserable singing sound is like a mirage.

"Bury it!" Yan Qingshu said.

Dabao resigned himself to digging a hole with a shovel!

Yan Qingshu shook his head and pointed to the side.

Dabao froze for a moment!

Yan Qingshu took out an excavator from the space and used a shovel to dig the hole. The speed was too slow, and there were so many corpses, they had no time to waste here.

Seeing this thing, Dabao opened his mouth wide again!

In just a few days, he has seen too many things that shouldn't exist in the world.

This thing, what is this thing!

The excavator dug up the man and buried him, and the two returned to the long queue in the village.

Fortunately, the team in the village was long enough, and the two left for a long time. Because of Mrs. Yan's gag, even the Yan family didn't think that Yan Qingshu had left.

Walking on the road, the rain fell to the ground.

Clean up the traces behind you.

Car wheels are missing.

The traces of the team after fleeing famine were submerged by rain.

The drone is exploring the road nearby, helping the village chief to correct the direction from time to time.

After three days, I finally walked out of the continuous mountain road.

The weather is getting hotter day by day, and walking along the waterway has become the primary condition.

another place.

The leader of the rebel army waited for a few days but Liao Er did not respond.

Send people to look for it.

however……

Only dead bodies were found.

The leader led people to the place of death, and saw that the dead were eaten by wild beasts in the mountain, and they couldn't analyze how they died.

Suddenly, the leader stopped.

Staring at the perforated bones of a corpse.

"What kind of weapon is this scar?"

No one has seen it.

Swords, guns and swords, there is no weapon that causes such traces.

"They're all dead, there's not a single one alive, is there another force in this mountain?" the leader judged secretly.

otherwise……

Even if you meet a team of hundreds of people and thousands of people, depending on their level, you can always run one or two out.

But now the corpse on the soup base told him that there was no one alive.

"Boss, there are still a few dead bodies at the entrance of the town." The subordinate replied.

The leader of the rebel army asked people to bury the bones in situ, and followed them to the entrance of the small town.

The air after the rain is extremely fresh, and there are wild flowers with great vitality on the grave.

The corpses at the entrance of the small town were also eaten by unknown creatures in the mountains. They could recognize whether these people were their own people or because of the clothes in place.

The chief stared at the grave.

Kneel down to see the traces of digging.

The traces on the ground are a bit strange, not like a shovel, nor like any digging tool, even very powerful, like a huge rake, but what kind of person can use such a thing.

Simply unheard of.

The leader returned to the temporary station.

Fang immediately appeared and asked: "The big leader, have those refugees been caught? I want better-looking leather for clothes."

"Skin? Believe it or not, I peeled off your skin to make clothes?" The leader said, his eagle-like eyes caught Fang's body to death. He stared at Fang's body without the slightest liking. If it wasn't for this ghostly saint, he wouldn't lose. Thirty elite soldiers.

Grabbing Fang's neck, his eyes were fierce!

Fang's neck was strangled, and his body stopped, as if he didn't think that he had become a tool to vent his anger, his eyes widened!