We only got along for two days, and they didn't have much to say to each other. After telling him to pay attention to safety, they handed him the baggage and raincoat they had just packed.
Ouyang Wang carried the baggage on his back, put on his raincoat, and walked resolutely into the drizzle, his figure gradually disappearing.
Ouyang Ming stood in front of the cave entrance, letting the rain fall to wet his clothes.
Jiang Zhiyue walked to Ouyang Ming and stood side by side with him, and said softly: "Go back."
Ouyang Ming turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhiyue, his eyes darker than usual.
So what if the dream was true, it is different now.
Fortunately, Jiang Zhiyue was also looking outside and didn't notice his expression.
He raised the corners of his mouth and his depressed mood improved a lot, "Okay, go back."
…
The heavy rain lasted for five days before it stopped, and the sun finally came out again.
Everyone walked out of the cave and breathed fresh air in the open space outside the cave.
Mrs. Jiang sighed: "If God doesn't rain, everyone is begging him to rain. It keeps raining and it makes people very worried."
Jiang Zhiyue also answered with a smile: "If I stay in the cave any longer, mushrooms will grow on top of my head."
Although the weather has cleared up, they can't set off yet.
Although little Wang's body is basically fine after the past few days of recuperation, the mountain road was slippery due to the recent rain.
It was already difficult to push the car up the mountain, and now it is even more difficult to go down the mountain.
We can only wait for the water on the road to evaporate before leaving.
Unable to set off, everyone went outside to find some wild vegetables and mushrooms to improve the taste.
Jiang Zhiyue also brought Jiang Dalang and Jiang Sanlang back to catch three pheasants and a hare.
After another three days, the ground was dry, so they packed up their things and planned to continue on their way.
Going down the mountain was much easier. It only took them half the time to go up the mountain and they reached the foot of the mountain.
A dead body appeared again at the foot of the mountain. I wonder if it fell here before it rained in the past few days, and the body was already swollen from the soak.
Their relaxed and joyful mood just now was suddenly poured cold water on them.
Without anyone’s instructions, everyone quickly covered their mouths and noses and passed quickly.
Everyone was worried and quickened their pace. It was not known how many homeless people had suffered from the heavy rain for several days.
Along the way, apart from the swollen corpses that had been soaked on the ground, they didn't see a single passerby.
No one has disposed of the body, so it is not a good idea to leave it here all the time.
There might be another plague, which would be another heavy blow to the Wu Dynasty.
However, their abilities were limited, and they could not risk their lives to help dispose of the bodies now, so they could only walk through the area faster.
At noon, everyone walked through that area.
Just when everyone was about to take a short break before making lunch, a small sobbing sound came from behind the cart.
Everyone looked around in confusion and found that Zhang was missing from the crowd.
Jiang Zhiyue walked around to the back of the trolley and saw Mrs. Zhang who was wiping her tears.
She sat down next to her mother and asked carefully: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
When Mrs. Zhang saw Jiang Zhiyue coming over, she quickly touched her tears with her hands.
Jiang Zhiyue saw that she wanted to keep silent, so she put her hand on Mrs. Zhang's, "Mom, just tell me what's on your mind. With more people and greater strength, we can solve it together, right?"
Zhang's eyes turned red again when asked, and tears smeared in her eyes.
"I'm worried about your grandfather and uncle. So many people died along the way, and I don't know how they are doing." Mrs. Zhang cried.
Along the way, Mrs. Zhang was constantly worried.
Worried that they would run out of food, worried that they would encounter the cannibal robbers, and worried that they would not be able to survive the violent refugees they encountered.
But she was able to endure it.
But today I saw so many refugees buried here who had not endured the heavy rain, and I couldn't bear it anymore.
Ms. Zhang started sobbing again.
Jiang Zhiyue put her hand on her back and carefully comforted her.
She said: "Uncle and the others set out with the people in the village. Don't you remember, mother? Most of the people in their village make a living by hunting. There are also a few uncles who are in the county bodyguard bureau. Together they are more powerful than us."
It’s awesome, nothing will happen to you.”
"They might have arrived earlier than us."
Mrs. Zhang thought to herself that this was indeed the case, but she would inevitably not worry if she didn't see anyone.
Jiang Zhiyue still persuaded in a low voice: "Uncle and the others have collected grain. Although there are only a few residents in the village, all of them are good hands, and there are not so many differences between them. The walking distance will be much faster. We
It’s normal if we haven’t met him.”
"When we find a place to live, we will find a way to find out the whereabouts of our uncles."
There are only about 20 households in Zhangjia Village, and they were all members of the same family. When Zhang returned to the village and told Mr. Zhang about collecting grain, Mr. Zhang discussed it with the people in Zhangjia Village.
They don't mainly rely on those lands to make a living, and they decide to take them all at the last minute.
If there really is a locust plague as Zhang's father and daughter said, it can be regarded as preparation in advance.
Even if nothing happens, that's still a good thing.
The lack of food is not more than a few more trips to the mountains to catch more prey to sell, or two more trips to escort.
So Jiang Zhiyue didn't worry too much, thinking that they had the ability to protect themselves.
Mrs. Zhang wiped away her tears and said, "What my daughter said is that your uncles are very powerful, so nothing will happen to them."
Others could hear what they said clearly, but seeing Zhang's eyes red, they didn't say anything to make her sad.
After eating and resting for a while, they set off. They had already wasted too much time on the road and wanted to get to the town below as soon as possible to see what was going on.
Before setting off, Jiang Zhiyue's eyelids kept twitching and she felt vaguely uneasy.
"Wait a moment." Jiang Zhiyue said loudly.
The few people who were just about to drive the cattle on the road and the person who was about to push the cart stopped.
Old Mrs. Jiang looked at her doubtfully and asked, "What's wrong? What's the matter, dear Zhiyue?"
"Nai, let's wait for a while before leaving. I'll prepare something else."
"Third Uncle, please take Third Aunt down first. I'll use the carriage for a while."
Jiang Yulai, who was sitting on the shaft of the carriage driving the carriage, heard it, responded, and carefully took down the little Wang family inside.
Jiang Zhiyue looked at Ouyang Ming who was following her and said, "A Ming, come here."
Then he picked up a bag and got on the ox cart first, and Ouyang Ming followed without hesitation.
The others didn't know what Jiang Zhiyue was going to do, so they had no choice but to wait where they were. Anyway, they would know after a while.
Wang Hao looked at the two people who entered the carriage together with a complicated expression.
Cousin Zhiyue, seems to be very special to the person she picked up...
Inside the carriage at this time.
After Jiang Zhiyue got up, she sat on one side and asked Ouyang Ming to sit not far from him.
Ouyang Ming came up and asked with a smile on his face: "Zhiyue, what's wrong?"
"In broad daylight, you and I... hiss!"
Jiang Zhiyue saw that he was getting more and more rude as he spoke, so she directly twisted his ears with her hands to stop his subsequent arrogance.
"Shut up, close your eyes."
Ouyang Ming curled his lips in grievance and gave her a small look, but he still obeyed and closed his mouth and eyes.
After he closed his eyes, Jiang Zhiyue opened the bag, pretended to take out some cosmetics from the space, and started playing with his face with various brushes.
Ouyang Ming felt the gentle touch on his face, and instead of rejecting it, he enjoyed it.
I just don’t know what his childish moon is doing when it sweeps and draws on his face.
Could this be some little fun she likes?
What can we do? We can only let her do whatever she wants~
Jiang Zhiyue was not as relaxed as he was.
She continued what she was doing while thinking about what had happened in the past few days.
She was able to confirm that the person she accidentally picked up was the villain in the original book.
Maybe she picked it up in time, the villain was not disfigured or physically mutilated, and now it seems that there is no tendency to turn into a black man.
But since everyone in his family is still looking for him, what about the people in the court?
Do they think Ouyang Ming is dead or are they continuing to search?
So he had to prepare for the worst, and the first step was to help Ouyang Ming change his appearance.
Otherwise, if someone from the imperial court catches you, you can easily imagine the consequences.
She also thought about handing Ouyang Ming over, but she quickly gave it up.
Putting aside the thoughts in her heart, Jiang Zhiyue continued to play with his face.
Jiang Zhiyue was finally satisfied when she saw that under her hands, a handsome and charming face had transformed into Ouyang Ming, who had high cheekbones, deep eye sockets, a pockmarked face and a fierce look on his face.
Hmm~ It looks much more pleasing to the eye this way.
Jiang Zhiyue put away all the cosmetics, patted Ouyang Ming's shoulder and said, "Okay, let's get down."
Ouyang Ming, who had no idea that his handsome face had been made a hundred times uglier by Jiang Zhiyue, was in a great mood and jumped out of the oxcart behind Jiang Zhiyue.
Everyone looked at the man coming down from behind and were dumbfounded!!!
Everyone was originally wondering what Jiang Zhiyue was doing by bringing Ouyang Ming in, but then they saw the people coming down behind Jiang Zhiyue.
The clothes were still the ones Ouyang Ming wore just now, but his face had changed.
Originally, even wearing coarse linen clothes could not hide the handsome noble man who was full of nobility and disappeared.
Instead, he had a pockmarked face, protruding cheekbones, sunken eye sockets and dark eyes.
Old Mrs. Jiang looked at Ouyang Ming, whose clothes and height had not changed except for his face, and asked uncertainly: "Is this Xiao Ming? Oh my God, how did it become like this after just a while?"
The others also looked frightened. Only Bai Yifeng covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing.
Ouyang Ming looked at Jiang Zhiyue in confusion.
He knew that Jiang Zhiyue had been playing with things on his face since he entered, but it was quite comfortable and he didn't think much about it.
It seems now...
Jiang Zhiyue said before he could ask, "Being too good-looking on the road can easily lead to trouble, so I'll give you a simple disguise."
Ouyang Ming really wanted to see how his face had been transformed by this weird Jiang Zhiyue, and that was why everyone looked like this.