The next day, Feng Yi and his daughter went to the market.

This time he made several shovels.

The remaining iron smelting is getting less and less, and there is no way to make large items.

When they arrived at the market, just like last time, their things were still ignored. This time, Feng Changqing turned around as soon as he arrived. Even fewer people came to exchange food. Only one person carried a bag of brown rice, and there were several people around him.

As a result, before the owner's brown rice was replaced, several seven or eight men came forward, beat people, snatched the bag and ran away.

The rest of the people were afraid of being affected and scattered. After a while, except for the father-in-law who had been opening a tea shed in the market, the rest of the people ran away.

Everyone coming and going said that the fight started again not far away.

On this day, they returned empty-handed in the afternoon.

When she came back, Feng Changqing thought carefully. She was afraid that she would not be able to stay in this place anymore. Even if she was not starved to death, she would be hacked and killed by the soldiers sooner or later. She was a historical researcher. In ancient history, there were so many such things.

Maybe she should discuss with Feng Yi and leave here early.

But since you want to leave, let alone prepare some money, you must at least have a direction, where is the best place to go?

Should I go to Yuyang Pass or to a place with lush water and grass five hundred miles outside the Pass?

As for the original memory, they are citizens of the Great Wei Dynasty. The place with lush water and grass is already a hunting area for the Liao people. I am afraid they will not be welcomed.

In the evening, Feng Changqing sorted out the remaining grain points, leaving only one day's amount, and took the rest back to the room, and at twelve o'clock, he brought it into space to store it.

There is too little food now, and food stolen happened in the village a few days ago.

Because Feng Yi knew some fist and foot skills, the people in the village dared not provoke him. Moreover, Feng Changqing was not the one who was easy to provoke him. The people in the village walked around her.

But Feng Changqing didn't dare to be careless. In such a messy world, everything could happen in order to live and for a bit of food.

After spending more than a month with his daughter, Feng Yi gradually gained trust. When he went to the kitchen, he saw only a little food, so he asked. Feng Changqing said he was afraid that people would steal it, so he hid it. Feng Yi didn't say much.

When it was time, Feng Changqing entered the space and said to the man directly: "The situation is not good recently. My father and I are hungry and full. I can only try to put some things in. You... don't suck me up, otherwise I will die and you will be finished!"

A few days ago, she called Feng Yi in the middle of the night and rushed Feng Yi to touch the iron piece. At the same time and the same movement, Feng Yi did not disappear. She thought that maybe only she could come in here, so if she lost her life, would the things inside disappear?

The voice said, "Where are you going?"

"You know we're leaving? Can you hear us talking outside?"

"If you don't leave, you will die?" The voice mocked, "How can the Liao people be so chaotic in the Great Wei Dynasty? It won't take long for the fight to begin here."

In his previous life, in the winter of the first year of Emperor Xianzong, the Liao people invaded Yuyang Pass. The Great Wei was weak and the imperial court deducted military pay. The guards of Yuyang Pass were even more useless. If he hadn't fled without fighting and allowed the Liao people to break through the pass and go straight in, the Bai family in Hailing would not have the opportunity to recruit soldiers under the guise of driving away the Liao people.

Feng Changqing was surprised.

Does this person know what will happen in the future or infer based on the current situation?

"Then you say, if you want to leave here, where are we going... at least be safe, don't be hungry or cold."

"Enter the pass and go to Hailing."

Feng Changqing nodded. In such an era, whether it was the Liao or Wei people, most of them were rejecting foreign races, and she did not want to go to Liao.

"Then you can hold on for a while. It is said that Hailing is the richest place in the northwest. When you get there, there will definitely be a lot of 'angry' things for you."

"Yes." The voice sneered.

Feng Changqing raised his eyebrows, "You seem to be disdainful of Hailing."

The man stopped talking.

Feng Changqing didn't ask any questions, squatted down and planted something in the white soil.

There were a few corns, which she found when she was tidying up the kitchen. She thought that the soybeans didn't react. Perhaps it was because the bag of soybeans was too dry and it was difficult to produce seedlings. The corn was good. If it was really planted, she and Feng Yi would not have to worry about the way they entered the pass.

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As autumn begins, the weather gets colder. If it weren't for squatting in front of the stove and pulling fire to Feng Yi, Feng Changqing would have been unable to help but stamp his feet to keep warm.

"How long do we want to stay here?" Feng Changqing suddenly asked at the man who was thundering.

Feng Yi stopped his movements.

Feng Changqing said: "It's a war, you know, last time at the market, I heard from others that some places killed their neighbors for food, and they couldn't stay here."

"I know." Feng Yi knocked heavily on the iron sheet, "I'll leave in two days."

In the original owner's memory, they came here about seven or eight years ago. The father and daughter depended on each other. In the past few years, many people who fled in the village have also left. However, Feng Yi has been doing ten years, and no matter how harsh the living environment is, he has never had the idea of ​​leaving.

Feng Changqing originally thought it would take some verbal talk, but he didn't expect it to be so easy and agreed.

"Then I'll prepare." Feng Changqing said and returned to the house.

If you want to leave immediately, you really need to prepare. After all, there is room now, so many things can be put in.

She planned to prepare the important things she could take away, and waited to open the space to put it in one by one at night.

But when she thought of this, she was inevitably a little sorry for her. Other people's space could unlock various skills, but her space was a complete storage room.

The next night after saying that he would leave two days later, Feng Yi told Feng Changqing to take a nap, set off early in the morning, and leave this ghost place.

So Feng Changqing cleaned up again at night.

In the past two days, she has put all her clothes and food into the space. In order to prevent Feng Yi from finding it difficult to explain along the way, she left some things outside and took them away. But since there is room, many things that cannot be taken away can also be taken away, such as water.

This is the Gobi Desert. If there is no water after leaving, it will be difficult to move forward. So at night, she put a large water tank full of water in, and put some basins and thick porcelain bowls. If she hadn't been afraid of scaring Feng Yi, she would have wanted to put all the cabinets in the bedroom and scrap iron beside the stove.

That night, she slept hard.

The next day, the father and the two had breakfast and hung their packed things on their backs. Just as they were about to set off, they heard a scream suddenly coming from the entrance of the village.

"Run!"

"Help, help--"

"Don't kill me!"

Feng Changqing's face darkened. Could it be that the chaotic army has come?

But before she could react, she felt a lighter on her shoulders, her body was taken over, and her body was pushed behind the dry firewood pile.

Feng Changqing stood up and wanted to say something. She banged her twice, and several bundles of dry firewood fell down, making her dizzy.

Feng Changqing only vaguely heard a "Don't make a sound". When he came back to his senses, he looked out through the cracks of dry firewood, Feng Yi was no longer able to see anyone.

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Troubled times.

I recommend my own finale, "Prince, I Love You at First Sight" and "The Stupid Husband of the Nongmen" are all normal endings. Sisters who are in short supply of books can go and have a look.

There is also a book called "The Sick King Doting Princess and Crazy Concubine", which is completed on a stand-alone basis. The quality may be poor, but the plot is not good.
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