The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 647 Sharing adversity

After sleeping for nearly two hours and drinking egg liquid, Xiaoqing's energy was finally much better than before, but her face was still pale.After all, so much blood has been shed, and it cannot be recovered in a short while.

"What's the master's plan?" Xiao Qing faltered, but she was still able to walk on her own.

Feng Yao didn't answer Xiaoqing right away, she knew Xiaoqing's condition was not good, it was very dangerous to go down the mountain or stay here.But this place is too far away from Syracuse, so walking is definitely not an option.What's more, with their current speed, it would probably be dark when they walked down the mountain. Unless they were lucky enough to meet a carriage right away, the first problem would be tonight's board and lodging.

Finally, Feng Yao gritted his teeth and said, "Go back, go to the village."

"But..." Xiao Qing didn't expect Feng Yao's decision to be like this, she had a look of disbelief.They watched the fire start in that village, and those men in black must have undergone a lot of massacres in the village before. Now, when they go back, besides the ruins, there may be...the remains of the villagers. settled?
Feng Yao said helplessly: "We still have bank notes, but there are no people around here, so what can we buy with more money? If we walk, even if we walk all night, we may not be able to find a place to stay .So now go back to the village at dawn to see if we can find some food, and preferably a place to stay, so we can rest for the night.”

Xiaoqing understands that Fengyao was driven to a corner, otherwise she would not have made this plan.But if you think about it carefully, they really have nowhere to go.

The two made up their minds, and walked down the mountain hand in hand.When we reached halfway up the hillside, we saw the charred and dilapidated village.But now it was approaching dusk, and the setting sun was as red as blood, illuminating the village already covered in ashes and scorched earth even more desolately and sadly.

Feng Yao stood there silently for a long time, feeling a bit sad and unbearable in his heart.Although this village is not big, there are more than a dozen families and dozens of people, but now there is no sound of people, no dogs or chickens, in Feng Yao's heart, these people are equal to being implicated by him, and died for him.So the guilt in my heart is even more self-evident.

Xiaoqing sighed, and said in a low voice: "Master, let's walk on the mountain, don't go back to the village." She was afraid that Fengyao would see something she shouldn't see, and besides feeling uncomfortable, she would be frightened.

But Feng Yao shook his head and said: "Since we have decided to come back, let's go to the village and have a look. First, see if we can find something to eat. If there is really no place to settle down, we will think of other ways."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yao took a deep breath, dragged Xiao Qing down the hillside, and returned to the village.

Feng Yao's first choice was to go back to the inn to have a look.Although the roof, doors and windows of the inn were all burnt out, the four walls were still there, and the outlines of several houses could be vaguely seen.

Feng Yao stepped on the scorched earth on the ground, and there was still a burnt smell in the air. At the same time, he had to endure the smell of death, which made Feng Yao's throat feel dry and his palms sweat.

Xiaoqing is not much better than Fengyao.She knows martial arts, but women are naturally afraid of things like life and death and ghosts.So instead, she followed Feng Yao, and the two held hands tightly, not daring to relax at all.

The fire should have started from the lobby, so Xiao Qing also tugged at Feng Yao's sleeve, telling her quietly that maybe the proprietress was killed in the lobby.So both of them deliberately avoided that direction, and went directly to the kitchen in order to find something to eat.

The cupboard in the kitchen had burned down, and the dishes inside had fallen to the floor, blackened by the smoke.And there is a jar under the cupboard, which is much smaller than the water jar, and it should be a rice jar.Feng Yao walked over quickly and found that the cylinder head had been burned away, leaving half of the cylinder scorched as black as charcoal, which must be burnt rice.

At this time, Xiaoqing went to look at the bamboo basket on the side.It is said to be a bamboo basket, but it is actually a pile of ashes left.However, two sweet potatoes that had been burnt black were found inside.

"Master, this should be edible." Xiaoqing picked up the sweet potato with a happy expression on her face.But when she broke open the sweet potato, she sighed again.Because it was so burnt, there were not many sweet potato cores left.

Feng Yao smiled, expressing that he didn't care, and then turned to other places to search.Finally, Feng Yao found two pieces of jerky in the collapsed stove.It should be the cured meat that used to hang on the beams of the house.As a result, the beams of the house collapsed, and the bacon fell into the stove, which had no fire at that time, but was preserved instead.

In this way, the two searched for an hour in this deserted and desolate small village, and finally found a small iron pot that could only be used, a copper pot, two copper spoons, two pieces of bacon and some uncooked meat. Burnt rice.

Although both of them deliberately avoided the tragic scene they might see, the feeling of panic and fear is definitely not something that can be tolerated.So after having these things, Fengyao and Xiaoqing didn't intend to stay any longer.

"Master, let's go, we'd better go to the mountain to spend the night, we can't stay here for long." Xiaoqing put all the things in the small iron pot, and then looked at the already sinking sky, feeling chills all over her body.

Feng Yao also nodded in a hurry, carried the small iron pot together with Xiao Qing, and walked up the mountain again.

But when he was about to walk out of the village, Fengyao looked back again, and then said loudly to the empty village: "You are all heroic souls who died for me, Fengyao, Fengyao is unable to bury you now, but I promise you one The ancestral hall. If the return to Beijing goes well this time, I will definitely send someone back to build an ancestral hall for you."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yao turned around and left.There was an evening wind blowing behind him, but the coolness was gone.

Fengyao and Xiaoqing did not go back to the small water stream before, but walked forward for a while, found a mountain wall sheltered from the wind, set up a small iron pot, put the bacon and the rice in the pot, Then go out to find water.

Because it is already spring at this time, there will be many small streams after the snow on the highest part of the mountain melts, so the water source is not difficult to find.After cooking the pot of rice and bacon into salty porridge, Fengyao and Xiaoqing started eating with a copper spoon each.

The rice was pulled out of a rice vat, and the rice on the top was burnt, only the bottom layer was not burnt.But the cooked porridge inevitably had a smoky taste, but Feng Yao still tasted delicious.

After eating the salty porridge, Fengyao and Xiaoqing looked at each other and smiled, feeling like they shared weal and woe.

"Master, you go to sleep, I will watch over at night." Xiao Qing took off her coat and put it on Feng Yao's body, letting Feng Yao go to bed first.

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