"Listen to me, if the mountain bandits take some of the grain and don't stop, then everyone will fight with them, go back or stay here to die, and if you want to die, you will bite off a piece of their meat." The village chief's eyes were red and he shouted, "Everyone wants to live, but if there is really no way to live, they will also bring a few people to the funeral."

Hearing the words of the village chief, everyone became excited, and even Wen Xin's heart was full of resentment, this world is already so difficult, if the mountain bandits don't give them a way to live, it's a big deal.

Seeing everyone's momentum, a stone fell in the village chief's heart, as long as the mountain bandit can settle accounts and have a clear head, he should be able to make the right choice.

At noon, the village chief asked everyone to cook and eat as much as possible, because they didn't know what was waiting for them in front of them.

Liu Ying didn't feel heartbroken about the food, thinking that it would be better for his family to eat a little more for the mountain bandits, so he cooked five big potatoes for everyone, and this meal was the fullest meal Wen Xin had ever eaten.

The sick children of the Wen family also ate a lot, and Wenle stuffed it into his stomach even harder, but Wenxin was afraid that Wenle would eat too much and not digest it, so he stepped forward to stop it.

After eating, everyone was in good spirits, and the village chief and the leaders of several other groups of people discussed, and each family took out grain according to the head, and those who really had no food went to borrow it.

There are still some people who really can't borrow food, and they don't have any food themselves, and the village chief of this kind of people arranges for them to walk in front of the crowd.

We all know that the person who walks in the front is the most dangerous, and if the mountain bandits go down the mountain, the first person to kill must be the first to kill.

The village chief discussed with several other groups of people, and sent a young and strong boy to push the food that everyone had brought out.

"Everyone go forward, don't be afraid, as long as we go to the capital, we will have a way to live." The village chief and the leaders of the other gangs took turns encouraging everyone.

Wenxin Wenle helped the second uncle push the cart forward, a few days ago, it was Wensheng and the clerk who helped push the cart, and now they are sick, and only Wenxin Wenle can push the cart at home.

Wen Qingfu and Wen Desheng were carrying things on their backs, and although they were not heavy, they were reluctant to step forward to help. Wen Qingfu even disliked Wen Xin's small strength and couldn't help him share the things on his back, and complained to Wen Xin along the way.

Wen Qingfu, who usually rarely does heavy work, really suffered from this escape, and he often scolded Wenxin Wenle when he had nowhere to go when he had a fire in his heart.

The two sons have a father who protects him and doesn't dare to scold, and the two who lose money can always scold. If he wasn't afraid that Wen Xin Wenle would be broken and asked him to carry something, he would have stepped forward a long time ago.

After walking for about half an hour, Wen Xin finally saw the Black Wind Ridge that everyone was afraid of.

There is a canyon in sight, the terrain is precipitous, it is really easy to defend and difficult to attack, as long as you enter the canyon, it is equivalent to giving your life to the people on the top of the mountain, no wonder the government has not succeeded in sending troops to suppress bandits before.

Everyone looked at the canyon in front of them and whispered.

"Do you think this bandit will let us go?"

"What if this bandit puts a stone down on it?"

The village chief and a few leaders led everyone to stop at the entrance of the canyon, and they were also afraid that the mountain bandits would suddenly make a move. The crowd had barely stood still when voices rang out from the canyon on the other side.

In less than ten minutes, I saw dozens of men with swords in their hands, they were wearing half-worn cotton jackets, their faces were ruddy, and they knew at a glance that they had not been frozen or hungry.

Looking at those with swords, the crowd instantly quieted down, and even gasped carefully, for fear of annoying the person opposite.

The village chief and a few leading people walked forward with numb scalps, and they were still thinking about how to negotiate when they saw the mountain bandits, but when they saw them, they found that they couldn't say a word about the words that had been rehearsed several times in their hearts.

"Are you the head of this group? Can you call the shots for them? "The one who spoke was a tall man, one meter nine, who should be more than two hundred pounds by visual inspection, with dark skin all over his body, and a hideous scar on his left cheek, he knew that he was a ruthless character at a glance.

The village chief and several other leaders spoke squeaky, and the scar man was not impatient, and after listening to what the village chief said, a handsome mountain bandit behind the scar man spoke.

"Your abacus is too good, we can get all the food if we kill you, why should we let you live, don't forget that we are mountain bandits, not good people."

Hearing this, everyone was desperate for a while, and Wenxin pulled Wenle to be ready to hide in the space at all times. She and Bunraku have two small arms and legs, and if the bandits go down the mountain, she will find a hidden place to hide in the space.

The heavens and the earth are the biggest, and as for the others, she can only love and help, she is not the Holy Mother of the White Lotus.

Just as everyone was ready to fight to the death, the scar man suddenly turned around and slapped the handsome man hard, and then said to the village chief: "Leave the food, you can go." ”

The scar man used to be an authentic farmer, and his grandfather was still a showman, and he only fell to this point because the world was difficult, and what he hated was that corrupt officials were not these hard-working people.

The handsome man still wanted to persuade him, these people must have brought a lot of food, and they will definitely not suffer a loss if they do this vote, how can they do big things without casualties.

What is the death of some brothers, how long will it take for so much food to be released before they can be met again.

The scar man sent someone down to take the food away, and the development of things made everyone feel like they were dreaming. Not only did the bandits not kill them, but they also did not ask for food, so they let them go, is there any trap ahead?

It wasn't until they crossed the Black Wind Ridge that everyone believed that the mountain bandit was really talking.

Although it was a snowy day, Wen Xin's forehead was full of sweat, and when she had just passed the Black Wind Ridge, she had been worried that the mountain bandits would suddenly appear to rob food and kill people, so she walked over in fear, and her body was already soaked in cold sweat.

"Oh my God, we really got out of the Black Wind Ridge and really survived." From time to time, such incredible voices would be heard in the crowd.

A large number of people still don't believe that they have walked through the Black Wind Ridge safe and sound.

Wende was cursing in a low voice when he was born in Black Wind Ridge, he was scolding the village chief.

He thought that the village chief was derelict in his duties, and he should not let them pay so much food, and paying a little less to the mountain bandits would also let them cross the Black Wind Ridge.

In Wen Desheng's heart, the village chief was to blame for all the lost grain, and if it weren't for the village chief, they wouldn't have to pay so much grain.

After the Black Wind Ridge, everyone had a feeling of being reborn after the catastrophe, and they didn't care about being hungry, so they hurriedly hurried to the road. No one knows if those mountain bandits will regret it, and what will they do when they catch up.

Along the way, some people fell ill and didn't want to drag their families back, so they asked to stay on the side of the road and let their families continue to travel. Whenever he sees such a scene, Wen Xin thinks of those selfish people in modern times.

Those who remained on the roadside were certain to die, but in their hearts they wanted their loved ones to go further.