Strange World: My Systematic Practice Life

Along the dirt road in the village, you will come to the back of the village in a few minutes.

Egret saw the thatched cottage that the old man mentioned at a glance.

The thatched cottage is obviously smaller than others.

There were snow-covered weeds in the bare yard and nothing else.

"Is anyone there?" Egret shouted standing in front of the thatched house.

Through the gap between the thatch, he could vaguely see a figure moving inside the house.

Not long after, a big crystal eye appeared from the gap, looking vigilantly at the egret outside the house.

"Who are you looking for?" A timid voice sounded.

"You are Du Yuzhu, right? Your father, Du Chengfang, asked me to take you back to Tianshui." Bai Lu said, taking out a silk handkerchief from his arms and shaking it in front of his big eyes.

"My father! This is my mother's handkerchief!" The people in Sipa's room obviously had emotional fluctuations.

squeak-

The crude wooden door opened from the inside, revealing a skinny girl.

Although he is eight or nine years old, he looks more like six or seven years old.

He was wearing a patched coarse cloth shirt and an obviously ill-fitting sackcloth.

It's just that although the girl's clothes are simple, she is very clean, especially her face that is flushed from the cold, and her big innocent eyes, giving people the feeling of a sensible and cute little girl next door.

The girl invited the egret into the house.

The room was even smaller than it looked from the outside, except for a pile of neatly stacked hay, there was only a wooden table with one leg missing in the center.

Some stones were used under the wooden table to maintain balance.

On the wooden table stood a solitary pottery bowl.

Such conditions are even far worse than the firewood room he had in the Li Mansion back then.

Bailu glanced at the little black soup left in the pottery bowl.

Without saying a word, he took out a piece of meat from his bosom and broke it apart.

Half of it was placed on the wooden table, while he himself was sitting on the firewood, holding the other half of the bacon strips and chewing slowly.

When the girl saw the strips of bacon on the table, and saw the egret eating with relish, her throat moved subconsciously.

There was a look of longing in the girl's eyes, but her body still stood there without moving.

"Eat, I'll take you back after eating."

The egret's voice sounded.

Hearing this, the girl finally couldn't help herself, grabbed the meat strips on the table and began to chew.

"Cough cough cough-"

Just after taking two bites, he coughed violently.

Just as he was about to pick up the thin soup on the table, a big hand had already taken away the pottery bowl.

Pfft!

A water bag was thrown over.

The girl took two sips and started to eat his meat sticks.

It's just that the air-dried bacon was a bit hard, and the girl's movements were eager, and her immature lips and teeth were bloodshot immediately.

The bright red blood stains fell on the meat strips, but the girl didn't notice it at all, and still swallowed heavily.

Seeing this, Egret frowned slightly.

He stepped forward and snatched the bacon from the girl's hand and squeezed it hard, the bacon strips instantly broke into dozens of pieces.

Bailu pulled out another piece of coarse cloth to wrap the piece of meat before handing it to the girl again.

"Don't eat too much at once, you won't be able to bear it."

After speaking, Egret left the hut, still holding the pottery bowl in his hand.

The dark soup in the pottery bowl reflected a faint luster in the sunlight.

This is 'charcoal porridge'.

As the name suggests, it is gruel made by crushing and boiling with burnt charcoal.

Only the poor, who cannot survive, do this.

Although this kind of thing is not poisonous, eating too much will cause big troubles.

After crushing the pottery bowl, Bai Lu's eyes fell on a slightly raised bulge not far away.

The soil on it is very new, and it can be seen that it has only been buried for a few days.

*

"Let go of my wife, let go—"

"You—you're damned!"

puff-

Yang Qianfan drew out his long knife and kicked away the tall and thin farmer in front of him. Looking at the bright red dots on his white clothes, his face was full of anger.

"Bah! These damn things actually stained my clothes."

In front of him lay the corpses on the ground, all of them were villagers holding farm tools.

Not far away were a dozen blood dog village horse bandits riding black horses.

"What about the rest of the second young master?"

At this time, a horse bandit rode to the front of him, pointing at the old and weak women and children shrunk in the corner.

"How to deal with it? Huh, do you still need me to teach you!"

With a look of coldness on Yang Qianfan's face, his eyes swept over those trembling women and children whose eyes were full of resentment.

"Have you seen the appearance of these untouchables! Killed all of them for me."

"Yes!"

The horse bandits responded quickly, and all the horse bandits swung their knives away.

Soon painful wailing sounded one after another.

Cui Yuan and Cui Fang on the side were a little hesitant to speak when they saw this, they just opened their mouths and didn't say anything.

They're just some untouchables of little value, so let's die.

"Second Young Master, we've had fun, shouldn't we go back to the village?" Cui Yuan stepped forward and said to Yang Qianfan.

"That's right, Second Young Master, if it's too long, I'm afraid the village master will really blame him." Cui Fang also echoed.

"What's the hurry! You two, it's rare for me to come out once, how can I go back if I don't enjoy myself!"

"Besides, these untouchables are really boring. I just want to play with them, and everyone is desperate."

As he spoke, Yang Qianfan showed a cruel look on his face, and shouted at a horse bandit.

"Okay, Ma Chun, are there any other villages nearby?"

"Back to young master, there is another village three miles to the east."

"It seems to be called Yejuan Village!" The horse bandit named Ma Chun replied immediately.

"Ye borrow the village!" Yang Qianfan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he got on a white horse.

"Let's go, Night Borrowing Village!"

*

Night by the village.

Before the soil bag.

Du Yuzhu stood in front of it, still clutching the coarse cloth bag wrapped in bacon.

She glanced at the egret behind her, then looked at the dirt bag not far away, and suddenly stretched out a small hand covered in blood scabs.

Bailu was taken aback for a moment, then he seemed to have thought of something and took out the silk handkerchief from his bosom.

Du Yuzhu grabbed Sipa and carefully buried it in front of the earth bag, then returned to Bailu's side, and took his hand.

"Come on, uncle."

Just when Bailu was about to leave Yejuan Village with Du Yuzhu.

The neighing of horses suddenly sounded from the village.

Then there was an uproar.

"Blood Dog Village, the people from Blood Dog Village have come."

"Everyone hurry up and hide!"

Soon the children in the village who were still playing around were dragged back home by their mothers.

The men stood at the head of the village one by one, holding farm tools and hoes in their hands.

"Blood Dog Village?" Egret frowned slightly.

I didn't expect that there were no accidents along the way, but now it happened.

He grabbed Du Yuzhu and planned to go around from behind the village.

It's just that a few men in black riding black horses have already blocked the road at the end of the village from a distance, and they are approaching quickly.

Looking at the horses under them, Bailu's eyes flickered for a while, and finally gave up his plan to force his way.

Although these people couldn't stop him, he didn't know how to ride a horse. If the opponent reacted, he would definitely not be able to run away with Du Yuzhu, and it would be troublesome if he was surrounded.

So he took Du Yuzhu and turned back to the cottage, intending to avoid him.

After all, the people from the Blood Dog Village came here just to plunder, and if they got something to gain, they would naturally retreat.

It's just that God often fails to fulfill people's wishes.