He walked around carefully.

When I just arrived in the kitchen, the stove was still steaming hot.

Pancakes are baked on top.

It must be for those evil spirits on horses.

Do they also eat human food?

He picked up a piece of pancake with sesame oil and even eggs on it.

He was shocked immediately.

In the past, he had occasionally eaten Liu Dahu's pancakes, which still had to contain grains. As for oil, it was impossible. At most, they had a little salt, and they were very delicious.

At least you don't grind your teeth when you eat, and you don't have to worry about breaking your teeth if you eat too fast.

Generally, it is done when long-term workers go to work in the field.

But now there are eggs, oil, and salt.

He couldn't wait to eat it.

It seemed that the previous sadness, pain, and numbness were all buried in the scent of oil and salt.

He even had a very unconscionable thought. If he ate such pancakes every day, he would forget what happened before.

Just as I was eating, I heard horse hooves coming from outside the door again.

He had only heard that sound once, but he would never forget it in his life.

He was stunned. The half-eaten pancake he had just devoured suddenly lost its flavor.

The evil spirit is back!

He hurriedly looked around for a hiding place.

He was able to escape the disaster before, but his father pushed him, the incense spreader, into the firewood pile at home.

And now, he once again hid in the tall pile of firewood in the kitchen.

It is made of wheat straw and cotton stalks.

This is all good firewood, but poor families can only use weeds and fallen leaves to light fires, and many people can only eat a hot meal in two days.

He got in, covered his body with firewood, and carefully removed any traces.

These are all skills I learned when I was doing hide and seek in the past.

Don't show any signs of hiding, otherwise you will be found out immediately.

Why has hide-and-seek become a game that has been around for thousands of years on a closed land?

Because it has the most traditional use.

escape.

Those terrible evil spirits have indeed gone and come back.

In the eyes of young people, those are the most ferocious and evil government servants and white men in ten miles and eight villages. When they collect taxes, the most ferocious faces and the most vicious words are not as good as those evil ghosts.

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At least the yamen and the white men didn't just slash at him with their swords, just like he did at a grasshopper.

Those evil spirits were the scariest things he had ever seen since he was a child.

They are the demons crawling out of hell, the ghosts in the mouths of the old people.

He saw with his own eyes in the firewood pile that the evil spirits were still talking to the family members with smiles in the previous lesson, and the next moment when they heard that they could not come up with 5 coins, they took out their knives and killed them all.

The young man has been thinking nervously.

With a full stomach and a dozen uneaten pancakes in the pot, he wanted to live again.

And at this time.

The sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer.

Finally, we stopped in front of Liu Dahu's house.

"Those bastards who left early, didn't you tell them to leave something behind? Don't kill everyone."

"Yeah, it's another village that has been wiped out. It's hard for these idiots to find someone to cook for them."

"Go to that wealthy family's house and have a look. I told them this time not to burn the house until the infantry have lived there before burning it."

"Go quickly, go quickly."

"I hope they can keep a maid or something."

"Yes, Miss, I don't have any hope."

The cavalry dismounted and entered the yard of Liu Dahu's house.

The young man hiding in the kitchen on the east side heard more and more clearly and became more and more nervous.

He almost fainted.

The horrific corpses and dripping blood were brewing in his mind again.

At this moment, he couldn't help but hold his hands and pray to the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Please, please let me get through this.

Let me, like everyone else, get through it.

Even if I starve to death in the end, please let me get through this.

Ergouzi will give you a golden body in the future.

He began to pray.

The Supreme Lord, the Queen Mother, the Dragon Prince, the Land Grandma...

One after another, the names of gods that he had heard and seen in daily life were recited in his mind.

But in his prayer.

The five Jurchen cavalry, no, to be precise, they should be said to be the cavalry of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty.

Let them do the work of arresting young men and searching for treasures.

Firstly, it is not too difficult, and secondly, it can improve their morale.

The scouts who actually collect battlefield intelligence are not collected at night. They are all the most elite white-armored ones and will not be distracted from doing other things.

These sentinels are searching for where there are wealthy families, which cities are well-off but poorly defended...this is the information.

Anyway, almost all the treasures they looted will be handed over to the masters of the Eight Banners.

If you want to keep it privately, you can keep a few dozen taels at most.

I can't hide any more on my body.

The method of hiding silver in the Valley Road, which contains six ingots and 300 taels of silver in one box, must have been practiced since childhood.

The five cavalrymen walked towards the kitchen talking and laughing.

They smelled the aroma of oil cakes.

"It's okay. Those grandsons still know how to leave food for the people who come after me. Otherwise, I will chop the mutton and eat it."

In the panic of the young man, the five people entered the kitchen.

Then I glanced around and saw no one.

Then he shared the fried cakes on the stove.

While eating, someone suddenly said: "Find some beans to feed the horses."

A man searched around the kitchen and found a bag of soybeans.

When I was about to leave, I suddenly noticed a line of footprints on the ground, which were rubbed footprints.

The Momo Lake leads to the firewood pile.

He smiled at several other accomplices.

They quietly took out their swords.

They are going to play a cruel game.

They walked around outside the firewood pile.

"There's a guy hiding nearby. Where is he hiding?"

"It would be nice if she was a maid."

"It's fine if you're a boy."

"Hahaha!"

They smiled cruelly, like gods who control the fate of others.
To be continued...