"Daya, let Luo Xiaopang do something for me tomorrow morning." Mingying said.

Chen Daya asked: "What's the matter?"

Mingying said: "Look at the dead soldiers, if there is anything else besides weapons."

It was too late tonight, and the village chief explained that he would dig another hole to bury the three dead soldiers.

Chen Daya agreed, and she looked at Mingying again, and finally asked the question she wanted to ask just now: "Mingying, do you say that those dead soldiers are really dead?" she whispered.

Mingying did not answer, poured it on the bed, pulled the quilt and covered it, "I'm sleepy, go to bed, Da Ya."

After she said that, she closed her eyes, as if she hadn't heard Chen Daya's question.

Chen Daya had no choice but to go to bed and look at Ming Ying's sharp little face.

She originally planned to get the arrow back, but the arrow was given to Mingying to save her life. Now the dead soldiers are dead, she wants to take it back, after all, it is her elder brother's favorite thing.

But Mingying didn't answer her question, that is, there were also dead soldiers waiting in the dark to kill them.

But why didn’t Mingying find a way to prevent the village chief and the villagers from leaving?

Chen Daya couldn't figure it out, but after these two days, she had completely believed in Mingying. She thought that Mingying must have made her sense of doing this.

Although Chen Daya did not kill Qin Jiushiliu with her own hands, for the six-year-old, all this tonight was too thrilling.

She turned and went to bed and couldn't sleep. Thinking of Mingying's explanation, she got up to find Luo Shitou and told her about Mingying's request.

Luo Shitou personally committed Qin Sanshiba tonight, and was both scared and excited, and inexplicably excited.

He also wanted to see what the Wu thief he was the first to kill, so he agreed.

The next morning, Luo Shitou got up early and ran to the village chief to tell him that he was going to help dig a hole, and the village chief agreed.

The sooner you overcome your fear of death and corpses, the greater your chances of survival on the battlefield in the future.

Luo Shitou was interested in pharmacists and had some talent in this regard, but the village chief knew that it was too difficult to become a pharmacist, even if it was difficult to become a pharmacist.

Even if the ancestors burn the high incense and Episode Luo stone, when there is no manpower on the battlefield, the pharmacist will still go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

"Go," the village chief touched his son's head. "If you are afraid, just hide aside. You are still a child, and no one will laugh at you."

Luo Shitou thought to himself, I have killed everyone, how could I be afraid of the corpse? He said, "I know, dad."

Luo Shitou followed Grandpa Mute and others to dig a hole, and the village chief organized others to withdraw some of the supplies first.

The three brothers of Minghai ran over and said, "Sister, let's go home."

Mingtao squatted in front of Mingying, "Sister, I'll carry you back."

"No need for second brother, I'll go by myself." Mingying said: "Are you starting to distribute food now?"

Each family took out all the food at home before, but now the danger is lifted. Aunt Luo uses the memory to divide the amount of what he has spent. The more he spent, the less he spent, and the less he spent.

Minghai nodded, "We can divide it."

"Where is the rabbit meat left?" Mingying asked pretending to be naive.

Rabbit meat belongs to the Ming family alone.

When Mingtao heard the rabbit meat, he said, "I'll go and have a look!" and ran away.

After a while, he ran back, holding a rabbit leg in his hand, and shouted: "Fortunately my sister reminded me in time! I almost snatched away by someone else!"

"Who is so hateful!" Mingze said angrily. Their family got a hare this month. Everyone knew it was theirs. There was actually someone who wanted to beat rabbit meat. It was really angering.

Minghai was also very angry. Mingtao said a name and the two brothers scolded him again.

Mingying didn't care so much.

The death war crisis has been resolved, and the next thing we are facing is the survival crisis. Everyone wants to live with their family. This is nature and instinct.

Mingying never demands others by the standards of a saint. As long as others' selfishness does not suppress their conscience and do excessive things, she will not take them seriously.

Of course, she would not ask the three brothers of Minghai to forgive the man. After the three brothers finished scolding, Mingying said, "Brothers, do you still have firewood at home? Do you want to carry some firewood back?"

"Sister, you are waiting here. Let's go find Grandma Luo to ask for it."

After the three Minghai brothers walked for a while, Luo Shitou ran in, "The three of them had nothing on them."

The dead soldiers who came to Qinglong Mansion from Wu Kingdom should have at least silver or something on them, and there was nothing, which means that there was still the dead soldiers who were not dead and the things were there.

Mingying had long expected that she hadn't finished her death, but now she is just more certain.

The three brothers came back soon, with firewood on their backs, "Sister, let's go."

Most people in the village started to move things to their homes. The village chief saw the four brothers and sisters of Minghai, "Your bed will be sent to you later."

"Don't bother Grandpa Mute," Minghai said: "I'll cook later, and my second and third brothers will move the bed."

"My third brother and I are very strong, so the village chief doesn't have to worry about us." Mingtao said loudly.

The children in Luojia Village are indeed very strong except for the former Mingying.

This is the result of two hundred years of uninterrupted war and survival of the fittest. Those who are thin have long died and cannot even keep their descendants.

It is an accident and a miracle that Ming Ying can survive until now, but what about going to the battlefield in the future? Will there be a miracle?

The village chief felt that he had thought a little far away, and smiled, but did not object, so he turned around and went to work hard.

In the camp, a woman stared at the back of the four brothers Minghai leaving through the curtain, her eyes full of resentment.

The woman was Aunt Chen. That day, after Mingying called her eldest son a short-lived ghost, Aunt Chen kept trying to tear Mingying, but Grandma Luo and the village chief were very careful, so Aunt Chen had no chance to take action.

Now that I have gone back, no one has any time to stop her, she must find a way to kill Mingying and let her go and be with her eldest son!

Chen Daya was rolling up the quilt. When she saw Aunt Chen's eyes, she looked along and saw the four brothers and sisters of Mingying.

"Mom, I have something to tell you."

Aunt Chen withdrew her eyes and said in a rough voice: "If you have something to say."

"There are too many people here, go to the forest and talk." Chen Daya took Aunt Chen to the forest.

"Three of the four dead soldiers who died in the past few days were killed by Mingying." Chen Daya said directly.

Aunt Chen doesn’t believe it at all, just that sick person? How is this possible?

Chen Daya continued: "I also helped. Last night, I injured him first and Mingying came to kill the dead man who died here."

Aunt Chen was stunned.

"The day Mingying was injured by her mother, she dreamed of a god when she was in a coma. The god taught her a lot of things."

Aunt Chen's face began to turn pale, and the ancients believed in ghosts and gods, and she was no exception.

"Mom, don't target Mingying in the future."

"Brother's death is not your responsibility, brother will not blame you."

"Mingying said that she told the gods that she would take good care of her elder brother and let her elder brother join a good family in the next life."
Chapter completed!