There is no shortage of food on the way to escape famine, and Miss Luck is busy farming

The old village chief then spoke, asking everyone to camp on the spot and not to meet people from those three villages.

So before it got dark, people from Qingshui Village found an open space on the roadside and stopped.

Women and old men and their children buried pots in the middle of the open space to cook, while some of the men and young men went into the woods to collect firewood.

Most of the other people were guarding the surrounding area with weapons and did not allow refugees from other villages to enter their circle.

Seeing that this group of people actually had rice to cook with, the eyes of the surrounding refugees were widened.

A pair of eyes were green and shiny like hungry wolves, staring at the pots and stoves that were exuding the aroma of food, wishing they could snatch all the food and eat it themselves.

However, the gleaming swords and other weapons in the hands of the men daunted them. No matter how eager they were, they did not dare to step forward and risk their lives.

In the past few days in the village, the villagers followed Qiao Ran and brought back a lot of prey. The uneaten ones were salted and dried into bacon.

In addition, Qiao Ran taught them about mushrooms and fungus, as well as some wild vegetables and fruits in the mountains. Every household picked some to eat on the road.

However, there were too many refugees around at the moment, and no one dared to take out the mushrooms.

The cooking of that thing is so fragrant that it will make these hungry refugees so hungry that they will become even more unable to bear it and come forward to fight for it at the risk of their lives.

Meat is not allowed to be taken out. These refugees have not been exposed to meat for a long time. If they smell the smell of meat, they may even become cannibals.

So everyone took out dried fungus, yam, wild vegetables and other edible ingredients, and made a hasty dinner.

Everyone was having dinner, but unexpectedly, people from the other three villages walking in front also stopped to rest.

Chen Lizheng and the others heard the refugees passing by talking about the people in a village behind who seemed to be in good condition and had a lot of food.

Somehow, their first reaction was Qingshui Village.

Although I was surprised that the people from Qingshui Village had clearly left for a few days and should be in front of them, why were they walking behind them?
  But they just had this intuition, it must be someone from Qingshui Village!
  So Chen Lizheng came over with the other two village chiefs and a dozen villagers.

Chen Lizheng and the others couldn't help but feel happy when they saw that they were indeed from Qingshui Village.

Then I saw everyone holding rice bowls for dinner. In the bowls were sticky rice porridge, as well as the black stuff that I heard was fungus, some wild vegetables, and some white stuff that I didn’t know what it was. lumpy food.

Chen Lizheng and the others were all surprised. When they separated, the people in Qingshui Village had little food!

It had been several days, how could they still afford such sticky rice porridge?

"Old Zhao, I'm so glad to see you again! Haven't you already left for several days? Why are you still behind us? What adventure did you have? Why do you still have so much food to eat?"

Chen Lizheng's eyes widened when he saw it, and he immediately went to find the old village chief of Qingshui Village.

The tone was so familiar, as if the unhappy breakup a few days ago never existed.

The old village chief was eating. When he heard that familiar voice, he suddenly lost his appetite.

He put down the bowl and turned around, looking at Chen Lizheng and his group who were walking over with smiles on their faces, and said calmly:

"Something happened on our way. The villagers were injured. They rested in the woods for a few days and dug some wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger. After their injuries healed, they continued on their way. Li Zheng, why did you come from Yunzhou again? The city gate has left? Didn’t you say that we have to wait for the government to open the city gate for relief and resettlement?”

The old village chief's knowing questions made Chen Lizheng's face stiffen. Immediately, a smile appeared on his face again, and he looked greedily at the old village chief's rice pot and a bowl full of wild vegetables.

Although it was just a pot of relatively thick rice porridge and some ordinary wild vegetables, it still made Chen Lizheng and the others, who had already run out of food, feel jealous.

Chen Lizheng had an expression of regret on his face, stepped forward, grabbed the old village chief's hand, and said very sincerely:
  "Old Zhao, we people are too confused. We shouldn't have ignored your advice and followed you. You see, we all came out to escape together. There is strength in numbers. Otherwise, we should go forward together. Well, it’s good to take care of each other, right?”

Chen Lizheng's eyes were so sincere that the old village chief almost believed his lies.

However, thinking of the greedy faces of Chen Lizheng and the other two village chiefs at the city gate made the old village chief very sober at this moment.

He was already grateful to be freed from those three villages and a bunch of vampires who just wanted to take advantage without paying anything. How could he agree to go with them?

He pulled his hand back, shook his head and said:

"No need, too many people is actually not a good thing. If the people in your own village are injured, the compensation they get will have to be divided among the people in other villages. It's not cost-effective. We can just leave by ourselves."

As soon as Chen Lizheng heard this, his face turned red and white.

He knew that the old village chief was angry because he had blackmailed ten taels of silver from them a few days ago!

Thinking of the ten taels of silver, Chen Lizheng felt that his body was itching again.

Strangely enough, ever since he extorted the ten taels of silver from Old Man Zhao that day, he felt itchy everywhere on his body.

It's not itching in one place or on the skin, it's itching all over the body, inside and out, everywhere.

This kind of itching cannot be scratched or scratched, as if there are countless ants gnawing at it inside the body. I can't stop the itching even if I want to, it is very uncomfortable.

The increasingly uncomfortable itchiness made it difficult for him to sleep peacefully, and he tossed and turned throughout the night.

I haven't had a good night's sleep in several days, no, to be precise, I haven't had a good night's sleep.

This caused him to have sunken eye sockets and become irritable.

In the past two days, he felt that the itching was so heart-scratching that he wanted to scratch all the skin and flesh on his body.

Unable to bear it anymore, he rubbed against the tree trunks, scratched with branches and stones, and scratched everywhere on his body with his fingernails.

He was scratched until his body was covered in blood and flesh, and there was not a single piece of good flesh.

And under the strong itching, the pain in the flesh seemed not to be felt at all.

Every day, Chen Lizheng tried his best to relieve the itching on his body. His family members could not stop him, and they would even get scolded by him.

Under the despotic authority of the head of his family, no one in the family dared to take care of him. They just watched helplessly as he scratched his body to pieces.

The wounds that had not had time to heal were scratched repeatedly and slowly began to develop pus and rot. There was a layer of pus and blood on the clothes, which was extremely disgusting.

Now, when the old village chief and his family smelled the smell of rotting dead meat on Chen Lizheng's body, they were so sick that they wanted to vomit, and they couldn't eat the delicious food in front of them.