"Shizi, I found a child. Heming walked in with a baby in his arms and a look of embarrassment.

The little baby was small and thin, looking only three or four months old, and his face was red from crying, but his voice was no different from that of a newborn cat.

"Where did you find it?" Feng Yueming saw that Heming was holding the child in a similar posture as holding a knife, and held the child in her arms, "It's quite clean." ”

Although the baby is thin, it is cleanly washed, and there is no strange smell on the body, and the swaddling clothes on the body are clothes from nowhere, but fortunately they are still clean.

Luo Qingqing's face was pale, even though he didn't enter the ancestral hall before, he was scared a lot, but now when he saw this soft baby, his tense emotions eased a little.

"This is what I snatched from the cutting board. ”

Feng Yueming was tidying up the child's swaddling clothes, and listened to Heming's words.

Luo Qingqing blinked, and slowly reacted to the meaning of Heming's words, his eyes widened.

Feng Yueming hugged the child's hand tightly, and only opened her mouth after a while, "It's a blessed child." ”

Luo Qingqing also came back to her senses, stretched out her hand and gently touched the baby's cheek, "It's so pitiful, it's so small." ”

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Feng Yueming held the baby in one hand, and in the other hand held a wooden spoon to feed the paste made from dry food into the baby's mouth.

"Is she full?" Luo Qingqing saw Feng Yueming feed a few mouthfuls before putting the spoon back into the bowl and looking up at Feng Yueming.

"It's not too much for such a snack. Feng Yueming picked up the handkerchief and wiped the baby's mouth, and sighed softly, she didn't know what to do with this child, they were not easy to take such a child.

"That's it. Luo Qingqing nodded, followed by a look of indignation, "No matter how hungry you are, you can't eat the child!"

"They don't go hungry. Feng Yueming patted the child gently, but after a while, the child fell asleep, she stood up and put the child on the kang, rubbed her shoulders, and hugged the child for half an hour, and her shoulders also felt sore.

"Then why are they eating people?" Luo Qingqing swallowed, suppressing the nausea that came up to her.

"I don't know. Feng Yueming's eyes were dark, avoiding Luo Qingqing's gaze, obviously unwilling to talk about it.

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Feng Yueming supported her head with her hands and squinted at the little baby who was sleeping peacefully, it was already early in the morning when she entered the village last night, and it was only two hours before dawn, and she was busy after that, she also felt quite tired now.

Shi Linchu and Xie Zhengyi left after they sent Feng Yueming and Luo Qingqing to this house, the affairs of this village are not small, Shi Linchu did not plan to hand over the affairs of this village to the prefect after thinking about it.

At dawn, Feng Yueming changed into dried clothes under Heming's service, and pulled her hair in a bun at will, with fatigue and haggard on her face that could not be concealed.

"Miss. Seeing Feng Yueming like this, Heming was worried, "Do you want to rest for a while?"

"It doesn't matter. Feng Yueming held the baby in her arms.

Last night, I let the dark guard who knows medicine diagnose and treat, except that he was relatively weak, and he didn't check anything else, but the secret guard is not good at medical skills, and he still needs to go back to Fucheng to find a doctor for diagnosis and treatment.

"Ah Chu, what about them?" Feng Yueming walked out of the house with the child in her arms, and subconsciously looked at the big tree in the village, which was not far from the big tree.

The corpses in the tree were gone, and the guards were busy around the tree, apparently the corpses had been taken down.

Feng Yueming walked towards the big tree, and when she got closer, she saw that the corpse was placed under the tree, and the secret guard was busy piecing together some stumps.

"Miss. Xingzhi saw Feng Yueming coming over and greeted him.

"What about the prince?" Feng Yueming glanced at the back of the line again and asked.

"The prince is now over there in the ancestral hall. Xingzhi said respectfully.

"What are you doing?" Feng Yueming raised her eyebrows, "Why are you still there?" There are a lot of houses in this village, and there is no need to deal with things in the ancestral hall, "Take me to have a look." ”

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The ancestral hall is much better than the night before, the bloody gas has dispersed a lot, and the corpses inside have also been moved under the big tree, and now there are only the people and villagers who were rescued the night before, I don't know if it's because the rain has stopped, and now it's not as depressing as last night.

"Ah Chu. Feng Yueming walked to Shi Linchu's side with the child in her arms, but subconsciously avoided it when she passed by the villagers.

The villagers were tied to the side of the ancestral hall, their bodies were tightly tied with ropes, their mouths were stuffed with rags, and they looked at Feng Yueming who walked in with pity.

"It's coming. When Shi Lin first saw Feng Yueming coming, his frowning brows stretched a little, "This is the child saved by Heming yesterday?"

"Hmm. Feng Yueming handed the child to Shi Linchu's face, "It's a good-looking little girl." ”

Shi Linchu glanced down, he really couldn't see the good-looking evaluation from this child's appearance, but he didn't say anything, "I might have to stay here for a day today." ”

Feng Yueming frowned, "What should the villagers here do?"

"They will be buried with this village. Shi Linchu's tone was calm, but very firm.

The bound villagers listened to Shi Linchu's words, and struggled unexpectedly, and a few even wanted to get up, but were pressed down by the secret guard.

Feng Yueming took a deep breath and nodded, "It's okay." ”

"Shizi, miss. A secret guard walked in from outside, "The person who rescued last night wants to come and thank Shizi. ”

"Go get a chair. Shi Linchu explained to the dark guard, "Let them in." ”

Feng Yueming sat on the chair, patting the child for a while, and the young man they rescued last night walked in with the others.

As soon as the young man came in, he bowed to Shi Linchu, and the others knelt down and kowtowed behind him.

"The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid. The young man still knelt there, his eyes red and his beard unskewed, but the despair of the previous night had dissipated, "If the benefactor has any request, we will do it." ”

The young man looked haggard, his eyes bloodshot and his face dirty, but his eyes were sincere and looked down-to-earth and generous, very different from those behind him.

"Where are you from?" Shi Linchu had a good impression of this young man, and his attitude was also very gentle.

"Xiaosheng is a native of Ze'an. "Young man salute," surnamed Mei, name Xiang Kun. ”

"What's your name?" Feng Yueming looked at the young man in surprise, with a bit of inquiry in her eyes.