He didn't expect Jiang Zebei to leave together, looking at the two carriages behind the team, especially one of them, which obviously looked like the carriage that the female dependents were sitting in, he knew in his heart.

"Yu Shaofu is here to send Qishan?"

Although it was a doubt, Jiang Zebei was sure that Yu Shijie appeared here to see off Chen Qishan.

The latter didn't hide it, and said very calmly: "Exactly, he is in the carriage?" ”

"I was too excited, and I did something that consumed physical strength, at this time the person had fainted and was lying in the carriage, Young Master Yu wanted to see him faster, and we had to hurry up."

Hearing this, Yu Shijie quickly dismounted and walked towards the one that Qi Jiu was sitting in among the two carriages.

His eyes were full of worry, and when he lifted the curtain and saw the people inside, his eyes were tight, and a pair of dark eyes flashed with a dark light.

The man half-lying on the carriage looked so helpless, there were tears on his face, and his face was even more pale.

Yu Shijie looked at the people in the carriage and couldn't take his eyes off.

After a while, he took out a letter from his bosom, handed it to Qi Jiu, and instructed: "He wakes up, hands this letter to him, and serves with more care along the way." ”

"Yes, young master."

Qi Jiu carefully put the letter in his arms.

Yu Shijie endured it or didn't hold back, he finally got into the carriage and came to Chen Qishan.

Looking at the helpless and somewhat pitiful Chen Qishan, he slowly lowered his head.

The place on his face stained with tears, touched it gently, and it was gone, the movement was incredible, and it was too gentle.

He refrained from touching again, turned and left the carriage.

After that, he personally saw the carriage that Chen Qishan was sitting in, and gradually disappeared from his sight.

……

Chenjia Village, two days later.

The two brothers, Xu Wenzhan and Xu Wenrui, the secret guards led by them, and Mo Zixuan, who temporarily joined after leaving the house, Mo Ziye and his party finally arrived in Chenjia Village within three days.

When they came, what they saw was that Chenjia Village was full of white, and they were all for funerals.

In Chenjia Village, where there are nearly 100 villagers, only 20 or 30 families are left to survive.

Everywhere they passed, almost every house hung white sails, and most of the coffins were parked in their homes.

On the way into the village, they met some villagers carrying coffins for burial.

"Hurry up, it's too late after all." Mo Zixuan, who was sitting on the horse, couldn't help but sigh.

The last time I came here, the villagers of Chenjia Village were still living comfortably, and every household could hear laughter, but now it is very deserted, and it gives a cold atmosphere.

Mo Ziye, who was not far away, heard this, and couldn't help but say: "It's such a long way from the capital to Luoyang, and when we get to the daylily and it's cold, what's the use of you being compassionate now!" ”

If Mo Zixuan had scolded him in the past, but now, he is really not in the mood, and the other party's words are not at fault.

But he just didn't feel good in his heart.

For Chenjia Village, he has a good memory here, he apprenticed here, the master taught him medical skills here, and he has the best memories of his life here.

Xu Wenrui asked out loud: "Where is the home of the master and his wife?" Let's settle down first and then talk about the rest. ”

The two brothers of the Xu family came to Chenjia Village for the first time, and they had to find a place to settle down first, and then understand the situation.

All the way into the village, the surrounding people looked at them in horror, and there were some soldiers around the village to guard.