Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

In Shihe Village, in the Jiang family's house, seven or eight people held torches and walked outside anxiously.

Liu Qingcao also walked towards the entrance of the village quickly along with the others. Chen Cuizhi bit her lips and remained silent, but it could be seen from the paleness on her face that she was very worried at the moment.

"Sister Chen, don't worry, Brother Pan and the others may have encountered something and got stuck."

Liu Qingcao patted her on the back to comfort her, but in fact she didn't know what to do.

If she waits a little longer and still hasn't seen anyone, she will call the master and prepare to go out together to look for him.

Chen Cuizhi nodded, staring straight ahead, as if trying to see through the night.

On the other side, Li Shumei's family was also standing at the entrance of the village, wandering around incessantly. Wang Chunhua was so anxious that tears filled her eyes, but she didn't dare to let them fall.

In Lindaoli not far from Qianfeng Town, two groups of people are looking for opportunities, one arrests and kidnaps people, the other seeks money and kills them.

"The two of them stopped, looking for a chance to start!"

Hengmei's servant and others followed all the way until this place was dark and remote with no residents, just the two of them stopped again, Hengmei's servant, seeing the opportunity came, took the lead to leave.

The three behind them looked at each other, and then followed behind.

Jiang Dafu and Pan Yong sat on the side of the bullock cart, holding poles in their hands, and listened carefully to the movement behind them.

"Pan Yong, why do I feel that these four people are sneaky, it's not as simple as just following us."

"Be careful, I don't think this posture is like before."

Pan Yong tilted his head, listening to the rustling sound of feet stepping on the leaves behind him, the sound became louder and more urgent, and he couldn't help feeling a strong uneasiness in his heart.

"Major Jiang, something is wrong, hurry up!"

Jiang Dafu turned his head, looked at the four people who were approaching gradually in the dark night, and the light reflected by the moonlight in his hands, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly caught up with the bullock cart and walked forward.

"Pan Yong, they are going to get serious. Your father-in-law's servants are quite courageous!"

"Hmph, there are slaves for every kind of master, but I didn't expect that what is there between the two of us is worth their lives to mess with us."

Pan Yong was holding a bullwhip in one hand and a shoulder pole in the other. This was the first time he faced such a thing. Apart from anger, he was more worried.

"I'm afraid I've seen the money on the two of us."

Jiang Dafu touched the money bag on his chest, his eyes were cold, and he spoke coldly.

These two carts add up to 13 taels of silver, plus two cows...

Hmph, it's worth a few of them doing it!
"They followed and headed towards the town."

Pan Yong turned his head and saw the four of them running violently. He flicked the bullwhip, and the cow was in pain, and spread its hooves to speed up.

There were deep and shallow pits on the ground, and they bumped their bodies against the wooden boards, and the two grinned in pain.

"No, there are too many potholes on the road, it is difficult for the cow to run on this road, and we are not stable, Pan Yong!"

Before Jiang Dafu finished speaking, he saw four people rushing up with weapons in their hands, with ecstasy on their faces.

Pan Yong fell behind and just got up from the bumps on the bullock cart. Before he could sit still, he felt a pain in his back.

"Snapped!"

Pan Yong suffered from back pain, but he did not forget to pick up the shoulder pole on the bullock cart to fight back.

However, the pole didn't hit the person behind him, but hit the tree trunk beside him. Due to the excessive force, the pole broke from the middle, and Pan Yong's arm was numb on the spot.

The wound on the shoulder blade on the back, stimulated by this external force, began to bleed.

Jiang Dafu's eyes widened, he hurriedly jumped out of the bullock cart, and rushed up with a pole in his hand.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Dafu swung the shoulder pole in his hand vigorously, knocking off the knife that was about to stab Pan Yong's body.

"Pan Yong, hurry up, pick up the pole."

Jiang Dafu's two fists were overwhelming, and he knocked out the sharp knife in the hand of one of them. The other three retreated quickly, went around to the other side of the bullock cart, and began to attack Pan Yong again.

Pan Yong gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and tried to pick up half of the pole on the bullock cart.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at his arm in disbelief.

His hands have no strength, and he can't even do such simple movements as bending his fingers!

Jiang Dafu caught a glimpse of Pan Yong's strangeness from the corner of his eye, and his heart was also frightened.

Regardless of the person holding the wooden stick in front of him, he got on the bullock cart, picked up the pole on the ground, and stuffed it into Pan Yong's uninjured hand.

"Take it, let's settle the matter before us first, and we'll talk about it when we get back alive."

Jiang Dafu turned his head and looked at the four people under the bullock cart, his gaze was fierce, like a black wolf furious in the dark night.

"You are courting death!"

Jiang Dafu gritted his teeth, swung his shoulder pole and beat the person in the front hard.

In the dark night, Hengmei's servant suddenly heard the whining sound of the pole passing through the air, and hurriedly took a step back in fear.

But still too late.

"what!"

A shrill cry resounded in the silent night, and the birds that had returned home were startled, flapping their wings and scurrying around.

Jiang Dafu took advantage of his pain to kill him, turned his shoulder pole and hit the man again.

Hengmei Jiading looked at the pole that was about to fall on his body, endured the severe pain in his waist, and backed away.

Jiang Dafu saw that the black shadow was no longer within the scope of the shoulder pole, so he let go of his strength and waved it towards the other person again.

"boom!"

"Hi~"

"Hi~"

Jiang Dafu's mouth was numb and his arms were trembling, but he didn't dare to let go of the shoulder pole in his hand.

The thin servant on the opposite side, because he took Jiang Dafu's shoulder pole, lost the wooden stick in his hand, so he took a few steps back, not daring to go forward.

"what!"

Jiang Dafu heard the sound and looked around, and saw a person who had walked around behind him at some point, and while he was beating someone, he inserted a sharp knife into Pan Yong's calf.

Pan Yong was stimulated by the sharp knife and the pain on his leg, his eyes were scarlet, he raised the pole with his left hand which was not very comfortable, and patted the man.

The man had already prepared himself, and quickly pulled out the sharp knife, his figure flickered, and he dodged to a safe distance.

Jiang Dafu's eyes fell on Pan Yong, but he didn't pay attention to the servant Hengmei who was waiting in front of him.

"Stab!"

The sharp knife plunged into Jiang Dafu's thigh, causing him to almost stumble and fall off the bullock cart.

Seeing that both of them were injured, the four people under the car raised the corners of their mouths wildly, and their eyes were full of greed.

"Quick, it's now." Hengmei's servant shouted loudly, and rushed up, the other three were ecstatic, scattered and surrounded the bullock cart.

Pan Yong looked at the four of them with cold eyes, and quietly groped for the whip that fell on the bullock cart with his fingers.

Jiang Dafu noticed his movements and had a guess in his heart. He swiped the bullwhip he was stepping on behind his feet, and the bullwhip rolled directly to Pan Yong's hand.

"Squat down!"

Pan Yong quickly grabbed the handle of the bullwhip and pulled it towards the eyes of the four people under the car. Jiang Dafu heard Pan Yong's reminder and quickly squatted down.

In Shihe Village, Liu Qingcao and his group waited for a long time, but no one came back. They were extremely anxious, and began to gather young men from the village to head to the county seat.

There is no bullock cart in the village, and two mules were bought back. They are not obedient, and their stamina is not as strong as that of a buffalo. There is no means of transportation, and a group of people can only rush to the county town.

In the woods not far from Qianfeng Town, Jiang Dafu looked at Pan Yong, who was exhausted, and his heart was full of anger.

"Damn you all!"

Jiang Dafu clutched his injured tailbone, gritted his teeth, picked up the pole in his hand, and hit the four people covering their eyes on the ground.

Hearing a few "bang bang bang", several people on the ground hugged their legs, ignoring the pain in their eyes, and began to howl.

"Pan Yong, hold on a little longer, and I'll send you to town right away."

Jiang Dafu touched Pan Yong's breath, saw that his breathing was weak, he ignored the four people on the ground, limped to the front of the cow with the ox cart, tied the two ox carts together with a rope, and sat at the front , head dizzy, relying on memory, driving the bullock cart forward.