After the system ran, I took off with my family

It was still light in the morning.

The men in Yunhua Village went to look for water as usual, while the women, the elderly and the children stayed where they were, packing their bags.

Today's luck was not very good. Everyone searched all around the forest.

All the streams or ponds they found had dried up, and everyone had to return home disappointed.

Because there was not enough water, the villagers planned to eat dry food for the next two days, and the remaining water needed to be saved for drinking.

The team walked for two days in a row. Perhaps because they were traveling faster, they only encountered a few scattered groups of people fleeing famine in these two days.

In the evening of that day, the team stopped on the official road at the foot of the mountain.

The villagers ate the pancakes that had been fried the night before they set out, taking small bites with hot water.

After eating and resting for a while, everyone took out their bedding and prepared to go to bed.

There are sticks, hoes, sickles and other tools at the feet of each villager.

Lin Hua, Lin Gang and three other young and strong villagers had the big knives that Lin Shuyue asked Lin An to give them. They were confiscated from the last time Li Liang was killed.

This was what Lin An proposed to the village chief. If thieves came, the villagers would not be powerless to resist.

Moreover, during the rest period of the past two days, Lin An also taught everyone how to deal with thieves if they encountered them.

The night watchman was very alert, not daring to doze off at all, and stared intently at what was happening around him.

As the night deepened, snoring sounds began to rise in the team.

After listening to it for a long time, Lin Shuyue has become immune to these voices.

The cold wind was blowing, and there was not a single star in the dark sky. Lin Shuyue and Lin Shuyan were silently chewing on beef jerky, looking at each other in silence.

Suddenly, Lin Shuyue and Lin Shuyan heard a slight sound of footsteps approaching their team quickly.

He was terrified and shouted, "Get up! There are thieves coming! Get up!"

The people of Yunhua Village who were sleeping soundly were suddenly awakened from their sleep.

The first thing he did after opening his eyes was to pick up the stick or hoe that had been prepared at hand, get up, and look around with his back to back with his family.

"Ayan, where is the thief?"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of men in black emerged from the woods. It seemed that they had not expected that this group of refugees were well prepared.

However, they are just a bunch of country folk, and it would be futile even if they were prepared.

The leading man in black waved his hand, and the other men in black rushed into the crowd waving their knives.

In their opinion, they could easily deal with these refugees who were holding sticks and shaking their hands.

The old man and the woman protected the children and hid under the ox carts and carts, covering the children's mouths tightly with their hands, for fear that the children's crying would attract thieves.

The rest of the villagers looked at the men in black rushing towards them, their legs weak and hands shaking.

But when they thought of their families, they mustered up the courage to pick up hoes or sticks.

According to Lin An's teaching, they quickly divided into teams of five or six people, and each team stood back to back in a circle.

He kept waving the weapon in his hand and shouting loudly, as if this could scare away the enemy.

The villagers fought like this, and the man in black couldn't get close to them for a while.

Unexpectedly, a villager from one of the teams became so nervous that he dropped the stick in his hand.

The sharp-eyed man in black found a breakthrough and quickly hacked at the villager. With a scream, the team was instantly dispersed.

Afterwards, the man in black ruthlessly slashed at everyone with his knife. Even though the villagers tried their best to resist, some were still injured.

A few brave villagers, led by Lin Hua, worked together to surround a man in black, swinging their swords at him.

Although there was no order in his attack, he still killed several men in black.

Seeing this, the leading man in black ordered the other men in black to come forward to help.

Before Lin Hua and his companions could even breathe a sigh of relief, they saw another man in black swinging his knife at them. However, they had already run out of strength and were unable to resist.

At the critical moment, Lin An rushed over with his two sons and rescued Lin Hua and others.

Lin Hua and his companions watched with shining eyes as Lin An and his two companions killed the men in black and rescued the villagers one by one.

Lin Shuyue looked at the men in black walking towards her and drew her sword.

In an instant, his body moved, and he moved like a spirit snake around the man in black, with sword shadows interlaced.

The sword energy shuttled like a stream of light, and in a few breaths, five or six men in black fell down.

Seeing that Lin Shuyue was difficult to deal with, the remaining two men in black turned around and tried to run to the other villagers.

Lin Shuyue used his Qinggong skills to catch up with the two men in a moment. He swung the Liuguang Sword forward, and the two men fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing that there were no more men in black approaching the mule cart, Lin Shuyue flew into the crowd with a sword and continued to kill the men in black.

Lin An and his two sons brandished Tang swords with great momentum, moving through the crowd, leaving behind corpses of men in black wherever they went.

Li also whipped his whip and killed the men in black who tried to approach the carts and ox carts.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the leader led the remaining men in black to surround Lin An and his companions.

He believed that as long as these people were dealt with, the remaining refugees would be easy to deal with.

Unfortunately, he was wrong. In less than a moment, only the leader of the men in black was left lying on the ground around the Lin family, with his last breath left. The rest of the men in black were all killed.

When the people of Yunhua Village saw that the man in black had been killed, they breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground weakly, their hands still shaking slightly.

Fortunately, there is Anzi's family, otherwise none of us would survive tonight.

Women, old people and children crawled out from under the cart and ran towards their men.

"Zhu Zi! Damn Zhu Zi, wake up!"

"Boss, what's wrong with you? Get up! The children are calling you! Get up!"

Suddenly, there were bursts of heart-wrenching cries from the crowd. It turned out that three villagers were too seriously injured and did not survive.

They are Luo Daluo's son Luo Yuzhu, Lin Dayuan's youngest son Lin Rong, and Aunt Li's only grandson Lin Cheng.

The grief-stricken cries made the villagers of Yunhua Village hold back their tears, and some villagers who were familiar with the three families also came forward to comfort them.

The village chief was directing others to put the injured villagers together, and the village's old doctor Hu Quan was checking their injuries.

Seeing this, Lin Shuyue discussed with her family to get a packet of hemostatic medicine that they had previously prepared in town.

Hu Quan looked at the hemostatic medicine in his hand, became extremely excited, and shouted that there was hope.

After applying the hemostatic medicine, the wound stopped bleeding and the village chief breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the villagers' injuries had stabilized, Lin An and Lin Shuyue planned to return to the mule cart.

Unexpectedly, after taking a few steps, a dirty old woman suddenly rushed towards Lin An, shouting: "Lin An, give me back my son's life!"

Fortunately, Lin An recognized the old woman and quickly stopped Lin Shuyue's foot from kicking out.

"Aunt Meihua, get up. What are you doing?" Lin An wanted to pry open Huang Meihua's hands that were tightly hugging his calves, but he didn't know where to start.

Lin Shuyue's eyes darkened, and she stepped forward, grabbed Huang Meihua's hand, and twisted it behind her back. Lin An took the opportunity to take a few steps back.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Huang Meihua was frightened by Lin Shuyue's action.

Then he sat on the ground and cried, "Lin An, why didn't you save my Zhuzi? My Zhuzi died such a pitiful death!"

The people from Yunhua Village who were resting in the open space heard the sound and looked over.

Lin Dayong was thinking about how to arrange the wounded when he heard Huang Meihua's crying. He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and walked over helplessly.

After asking about the situation, Lin Dayong looked at Huang Meihua speechlessly: "Daluo family, what are you doing?"

If he hadn't seen that her son Luo Yuzhu had just passed away, he would have wanted to curse.

When Huang Meihua heard the village chief's question, she burst into tears and cursed, "It's all Lin An's fault.

Why didn’t he save my Zhuzi earlier? If he had come earlier, my Zhuzi wouldn’t have died!

Isn't he so powerful? Why didn't he stop those people? My poor pillar! "