Originally, the official errand still wanted to hurry, but it rained for seven or eight days, the road was muddy, and after walking for so long, those prisoners were already too tired to leave, and if they hurried down, they were afraid that they would die, so the official messenger could only let them stay in Niujiazhuang for a while to rest.

Although they are not willing to let so many prisoners stay in their village, but the prisoners will always have a large sum of silver, and this year is not going well, so they have to let them stay.

However, the village chief Li of Niujiazhuang still told the official that they could only rest in the Guanyin Temple on the edge of the village, and could not go out at will.

This is also in line with the rules, and the rain made people very irritable, and the official didn't bother to talk to Village Chief Li, so he nodded and agreed.

When the official said to rest, everyone who was tired for a day breathed a sigh of relief, and they all scattered to find a clean corner to make a fire to cook and bake clothes.

"What are you looking at?"

The Sang family, who had been on the road for a day that night, as well as Zhao Mazi and Lu Zixing, were finally able to sit down and take a breath, and as soon as Sang Qingyan turned his head, he saw Ning Ning looking at the other prisoners, and he was very engrossed.

It was still early, but it was very quiet, except for the occasional sigh and the crackling of firewood.

In normal times, the prisoners, who rarely took a breath at this time, were busy preparing for the evening's meal, and the family gathered around the fire and helped each other to press their arms and legs, and they could barely be regarded as a little angry.

But after seven or eight days of rain, they were already exhausted, not to mention that they had to travel in the rain, and the only places they could find to rest were damp and dilapidated temples and abandoned houses.

In the end, they had to find some wood that could barely make a fire to dry their clothes, so that they would not have to walk in wet clothes the next day, and they had to prepare food, and the water could only barely catch some rain to drink.

Their Sang family is okay, there are a lot of rice noodles in the carriage that Wang Chun gave them, and the Su family can also make them some steamed buns, steamed buns, and even steamed buns with meat filling, Sang Qingyan looked at it several times, and the rice noodles are quite sufficient.

In addition, Ning Ning somehow said that before the rain, he moved the Su family to pickle the excess hares and birds that he had brought before, and boiled them with these salted meat and the ground cloves that Ning Ning picked at night, but he could also fill his stomach.

Don't worry about the water you drink, the water bladder is always full, Ning Ning guards the water bladder, if it is gone, she takes the initiative to hold the water bladder to catch the rainwater to store.

However, Sang Qingyan was a little strange, how could this rain taste very sweet, without any impurities.

Every time he said this, Ning Ning was very proud to show off, "That's what Ning Ning sifted layer by layer after receiving the rain, of course it's delicious." As he spoke, he gestured twice, as if he were sifting wine.

Of course, they didn't know that Ning Ning was just pretending to catch rainwater, and was actually taking water from her divine consciousness space.

As for the rice noodles, it was also Ning Ning who secretly changed a cornucopia to pack up the rice noodles sent by Wang Chun before, so that the rice noodles could be inexhaustible, and the aura of the cornucopia penetrated into the rice noodles, making it easy for people to eat enough and recover their energy.

So in the past few days, Ning Ning has been carefully staring at her brother and mother, seeing that their aura is still very abundant, and ordinary illness does not dare to provoke them, Ning Ning is a little relieved, it seems that the dream is not necessarily true.

It's just that when she looked into the darkness tonight, her heart suddenly tightened, "What's there?" Seeing that Ning Ning didn't speak, Sang Qingyan also followed her gaze, and there was only darkness as far as she could see.

"No, nothing." Ning Ning shook her head in a panic, she just realized that at some point, the gray sickness had been wrapped around them.

Sick people don't dare to approach their Sang family, as well as Zhao Mazi, Lu Zixing and a few of them who are close to the Sang family, Pan Yang They seem to be safe and sound for the time being because of the Ding Cao, but the others have been entangled in the sickness.

Ouch, it's too bad, Ning Ning forgot that this disease can still infect other people.

Qilin is merciful, and he can't see all beings suffering, let alone the person in front of him, Ning Ning got up suddenly, and suddenly got into the carriage.

This makes Sang Qingyan and them a little confused, what is this girl going to do?

It took a long time to see her come out again, and hold a lot of ground grass in her hand, which blocked her whole body, and made her stand on the carriage and staggered to the point where she was about to fall.

Frightened, the Sang brothers hurriedly got up, Sang Qingyan hurriedly caught Ning Ning, and Sang Qingyu and Sang Qingqiao quickly took over the Ding grass.

"What are you going to do here? How did you get such a big pile of grass out of it? Sang Qingqiao asked curiously, he recognized this thing, Ning Ning secretly added it to the soup every time, it was very bitter, now she shouldn't want to add all the grass to the soup, right? Can you still drink that soup?

"I'm going to give it to them, they're going to get sick." Ning Ning, who finally stood firm, snatched the ground grass in Sang Qingqiao's hand and wanted to send it to the other prisoners.

"Hey, little girl, you stand still, what's sick? You can't talk nonsense now, and if you let those people hear you, you'll have to curse again. Zhao Mazi hurriedly stopped Ning Ning and said in a low voice.

"Why scold?" In the past few days, Ning Ning has patronized her brother and mother, and she can still care about what others say and do.

Of course, she didn't know that in the past few days, others have been covered in rain and mud, and they can't eat enough, they can't wear warm, the Sang family is good, the carriage is sitting, the steamed buns are eating, and there is even broth to eat, and the body is even more dry and refreshing, although the Sang family has divided a lot of their rain-sheltered linoleum cloth and umbrellas, but why does the Sang family take all the benefits, they have to be so unbearable?

Therefore, scolding and scolding the Sang family is indispensable on weekdays, only Pan Yang and the others sincerely thank the Sang family and speak for the Sang family, and the others are eager to tear up the Sang family's people and divide their things now.

However, the Sang family has a good relationship with the official errand, and the official errand has also received a lot of food in the past few days because of Sang Qingyan, and the Sang family has been sheltered, and those prisoners dare not do it even if they want to.

Now if Ning Ning ran over and told people that they were going to be sick, wouldn't this be a fall into the well.

Of course, these words can't be said to Ning Ningming, but when Ning Ning asks him like this, Zhao Mazi really doesn't know what to say.

Ning Ning saw that he was stunned, shook his hand, and was about to slip out, she couldn't see death without help.

But she was just about to take a step when she heard a clang, followed by a soft sound that sounded like that of a little girl.

The Sang brothers immediately lowered their heads, thinking that Ning Ning had fallen, and Ning Ning immediately shook his head, "It's not Ning Ning, Ning Ning hasn't started running yet." ”

"Who's that?"

"Behind!" Ning Ning tilted her head, and immediately identified the breath, and immediately bent her waist to the statue of Guanyin not far in front, and after a while, she pulled out a little girl with a gray face from behind, who didn't look much older than Ning Ning.

I don't know if it's the swaying firelight, the little girl's face seems to look a little strange, and she is even more panicked and wants to break away from Ning Ning's hands, "Don't, don't touch me, otherwise you will die too!" ”