bookrebus Chapter 449: The mountain temple was targeted by a group of beggars.
Chapter 449: The mountain temple was targeted by a group of beggars.
The villagers had been busy all night, and when they saw the village chief leave, they went home in groups of three or four.
As he walked, he sighed, thinking that the three members of the Tian family died such a pitiful death.
Tian Laoer was still a scholar. He had just returned from the academy when this incident happened and he was burned to death.
It's a pity after studying for so many years.
And there was the fool picked up by the eldest son of the Tian family. He was very pretty, like a fairy, but he was also burned to death like this. It's such a pity.
After everyone had left, the neighbor carried the basin and bucket and quietly returned home.
What he didn't say was that he heard Aunt Liu cursing while she was cooking, the idiot she picked up, and everything she said to the eldest and second sons of the Tian family.
Knowing that the fool had run away, the eldest and second sons of the Tian family went up the mountain to look for her.
When the eldest and second sons of the Tian family came back last night, the fool was not there.
When Ye Hong returned home, she saw that the donkey tied in the yard was gone.
"Who the hell stole my donkey?!!!"
Those who heard Ye Hong's voice just cursed in a low voice, saying that she deserved it. It must be because she was too talkative and gave people random advice, which led to the donkey being stolen in the chaos.
No one cared about this trivial matter. They were busy all night and then went back to take a shower and go to bed. The Tian family suffered a tragic death.
Qi Pan arrived at the town safely at dawn. Fortunately, she recognized all the donkeys she had brought along, so she just sat on the donkey's back and dragged the suitcase.
There was no need to ask for directions; the donkey walked all the way by itself.
It was about 1:00 a.m. at this time, and the town was already bustling with activity.
Qi Pan curiously sat on the donkey and let the donkey walk slowly around.
Along the way, there were clinics, clothing shops, grain shops, jewelry shops, and many other shops.
There were also stalls selling flowers, cloth, buns, wontons, pancakes, as well as meat and vegetables. It was a lively place with many people gathered around.
Qi Pan looked at all of this and felt it was all very novel, with a feeling both familiar and strange.
She touched her stomach and felt a little hungry, but she had no money in the things she brought from Tian's house, and she couldn't buy anything without money.
But it doesn’t matter, she has food on her back, she can eat it for now, and then buy those steaming buns and pancakes when she has money!
In the subconscious mind of prayer, people want to eat hot food, and they have to create conditions when there are no conditions.
From the information pieced together from many passers-by, Qi Pan learned that there was a dilapidated mountain temple to the west of the town, where beggars and homeless people in the town and nearby would go to stay.
Qi Pan felt that he met this standard, so he asked an old lady for directions and rode his donkey westwards to the mountain temple.
The box that Qi Pan was dragging in her hands was disguised by her. She wrapped it with three layers of cloth and then wrapped the outermost layer with torn, rotten and dirty cloth to make a simple cart.
He tied the box with branches and vines, put it on a cart, and sat on the donkey's back to pull the cart.
Qi Pan's face and body were dirty, and she looked like a poor and pitiful woman.
Although it was incredible to be able to do all this when Qi Pan had not yet recovered his memory, as long as she was a woman, she was still a coveted piece of meat in this remote town.
After all, there was a donkey sitting under her, and in this place these days, a donkey was also an important asset for a family!
A young woman and a donkey, these are definitely two pieces of fat meat!
As long as he took her away, he would have both the woman and the donkey. Countless people were secretly eyeing Qi Pan.
Qi Pan walked all the way to the mountain god temple and saw that the outside of the temple was indeed dilapidated, with tatters everywhere and half of the house collapsed.
After getting off the donkey, Qi Pan led the donkey into the temple. There were some ragged beggars lying everywhere in the temple.
They were all men, most of them old. The youngest looked to be in his thirties, and the oldest was lying on his side with a hunched back on the weed-covered ground, his hair tangled and gray.
Seeing someone coming in, the beggars looked at him curiously.
When they found out that the person who came in was a woman, and a young woman at that, there was madness in these people's eyes!
In their eyes, women are places where they can vent their anger, beat others, and relieve themselves of the injustice of the world!
But it's still daytime, and there are a lot of people here, divided into several factions. So for now, we haven't alerted the enemy yet and can only watch silently.
Qi Pan did not flinch or fear at all in the face of their eyes and the malice they showed towards her. She even had a faint expectation.
Waiting for them to do something before she could take action.
In her subconscious, it seemed that it was wrong for her to take action first, and she had to wait for others to take action first before she could use self-defense.
Hey?
and many more?
justifiable defense??
How did she think of this word? It seemed that her memory had recovered a little.
Qi Pan's legs haven't fully recovered yet, and for now she can only walk on one leg. She uses a homemade crutch to support herself and walks inside.
When the beggars saw this scene, their eyes suddenly brightened.
It’s easier to target women with limited mobility!
Finding an empty seat in the corner and sitting down, Qi Pan pulled the cart to his side and tied the donkey to the suitcase.
Then he took off the package on his back and took out two large white steamed buns, which had become a little hard.
In the corner on the other side, there were a few beggars lying, and next to them was a pile of unburned carbon.
It was obviously cooked over a fire last night. There was a pot on top of it and the water in the pot was steaming.
Qi Pan thought for a while, took a steamed bun, and slowly moved over with his crutches, "I'll trade you some fire and hot water."
All the beggars in the temple were watching this scene.
The beggars lying opposite looked at the buns handed over by the woman. They were white and obviously made of white flour.
There are not many people who can afford steamed buns made of white flour these days, at least not in this town.
A beggar who was obviously the leader of the group sat up and looked Qi Pan up and down.
This woman seemed to be a fool. She actually dared to ask them for fire and water while holding steamed buns.
"Okay, you can use the fire and hot water as you like. I have a bowl here too."
The beggar was just about to reach out to take the steamed bun from Qi Pan's hand and touch his little hand at the same time.
Qi Pan threw the steamed bun directly into the beggar's arms, picked up a few pieces of charcoal with the branches he had picked up, and said, "Thank you."
He put the charcoal back into his corner, circled an area and lit a fire, then took out a porcelain bowl from his package and filled it with hot water from the beggar's pot.
The beggar leader looked at this scene, pulled the corner of his mouth and bit his back teeth.
This bitch!
How dare you despise them?!
Wait till night time and see if they don't teach her a lesson and make her into a mess!
Several beggar boys nearby were also staring at Qi Pan with eager eyes, and the other beggars scattered around in the temple were also staring at Qi Pan.
Although the older ones might not necessarily get the good stuff, they could still have a taste of the soup.
At worst, they can wait until the ones in front are done and then take over. As long as there is a woman, they don’t care how skilled she is.