Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Ridiculous person!

The corners of Song Jixiang's mouth slightly raised, revealing a sarcastic smile.

She waved her hand lightly, and rows of crossbows changed direction at the same time. The cold arrows flashed with a cold light and aimed at the uninvited guests in front.

At the same time, the strange-shaped plants that were originally clinging to the wall began to grow wildly as if they had received orders.

Their branches and leaves spread rapidly, like giant green dragons, covering the entire world in emerald green.

The branches of these plants are held high, as if showing their majesty and strength to their enemies.

Every branch is covered with sharp thorns, which makes people shudder.

Some plants even have giant flowers that emit a strange, drowsy aroma as their petals open and close. If you look closely, you can see saw-like teeth inside the flowers.

The group of people who had just been pouncing on their food like hungry wolves suddenly became quiet. They looked ahead with pale faces and their bodies began to tremble involuntarily.

The people standing at the front all shrank their necks at the same time, and then as if they were scalded, they all retracted their feet.

They were actually refugees fleeing famine, and they followed these people here just to get something to eat.

The outside world was in complete chaos. Not only were the northern barbarians burning, killing and looting, but Dayu's soldiers were also conscripting able-bodied men everywhere. The bark of the trees along the road had been stripped clean, and there was nothing to eat.

Relying on their numbers, they wanted to rob the place by force.

How could they not be afraid when seeing such a strange scene? Especially those strange plants, which made them feel creepy, as if they could smell the breath of death.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and anxiety, and no one dared to take another step forward.

An old man was supported by two young men and tremblingly squeezed to the front of the crowd.

It would be more accurate to say that the three people were floating rather than walking. If a gust of wind came, they might be blown away!

The old man bowed to Song Jixiang.

It was just a simple action, but it was extremely difficult for the old man to do it.

Song Jixiang couldn't bear it any longer, so he threw a chair out of space and it landed steadily behind the old man's butt.

Everyone widened their eyes in surprise.

The old man thanked him and then sat down.

They told Song Jixiang their story: We originally lived in a small village on the northern border, which was peaceful and beautiful. Although life was not rich, everyone was hardworking and kind, and we lived a relatively comfortable life.

However, last winter, a sudden heavy snowstorm broke this peace. The snow kept falling, covering the entire village, making people's lives extremely difficult. Due to the influence of the heavy snow, almost all our food was destroyed, and many people starved to death or froze to death.

The northern barbarians took advantage of the heavy snow to burn, kill, and loot in several surrounding villages, committing all kinds of evil. My daughter who married into another village and her whole family are all gone!

Fortunately, some people survived, but we lost our homes and everything.

In desperation, we had to flee our homes and wander around.

Along the way, we encountered countless difficulties and dangers, including bad weather, lack of food and water, and the occasional appearance of wild beasts, robbers, and soldiers...

It's becoming increasingly difficult to survive!

The old man wiped his tears and panted for a long time.

Suddenly he slipped off the chair and fell to the ground. He wanted to kowtow to Song Jixiang, but was stopped by a powerful force.

"We heard from them that there is food here, so we have to disturb you. Please, give us some food, just a little bit, so that the little ones can survive, survive..."

As he was talking, he suddenly lost his breath.

The people around shouted in grief and anger: "Elder, elder! Wuuwuwu..."

"Step aside!"

Song Jixiang flew to the old man and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

This pill is no ordinary pill. It is made by Old Man Gu using rare medicinal materials and adding her space spiritual spring and spiritual plant liquid.

Just smelling it makes people feel refreshed.

The next second, the old man slowly opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face, and he stammered for a long time without uttering a word.

"They are too pitiful, Grand Commander, let them stay!"

Many villagers from the mountain village had gathered around, and after listening to the old man's story, they all showed sympathy.

One villager couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you find a place to hide, but choose to flee to the wilderness?"

The young man next to the old man sighed deeply, his tone revealing helplessness and fatigue: "We have thought about this before, but in this world, all crows are evil, where is the real pure land?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded, expressing their deep sympathy and understanding for their plight. They were also refugees from various places, and they knew the pain and helplessness of being displaced and fleeing.

“Yes, if we hadn’t met the Grand Commander, we don’t know what would happen to us now…” a villager said with emotion, gratitude flashing in his eyes.

Recalling those days was so hard to bear. The more they recalled, the more grateful they were for the shelter and protection provided by the mountain village. It was only then that they were able to escape from their suffering and find their own peaceful place...