After dressing as a superb old woman, I am bound to the power system

The man begged as hard as he could, but the group of people in front of him seemed to have a heart of stone and showed no mercy.

The man's hands hidden under his sleeves were clenched into fists.

Although this group of people are old, weak, women and children, there are still people watching around, so he cannot take action easily.

But if he insists on not selling it, it will be in vain for him to stay here and he can only walk away in despair.

The men coming to buy food made a lot of noise, and everyone in the cave paid attention to what was going on here.

They could tell from the Duan family's cooking of meat that the family had a lot of food reserves and could eat meat in the wilderness.

They also wanted to get some meat, but they didn't have the ability.

As for storing food, they didn't think much about it. Going on the road for a large family would cost a lot of food.

Those who are prepared will naturally bring a lot of dry food with them, but those who are not prepared will have very little food left at home these days.

What to do if there is no food?

They couldn't buy it, let alone borrow it. They felt very worried for a while, especially the heavy rain, which made them even more worried.

On the other side, Chen Shu led others to clean up the area where they were sitting. His master had been in poor health, especially in this dusty place, and his cough became even worse.

When Chen Shu was cleaning, he explored the cave again.

There is a pool of water in the darkest place in the innermost place, and the air-conditioning is blowing out. It should be this place.

However, there were too many people coming, and it was a bit troublesome for them to get into the water.

Chen Shu looked around, returned to the side of the convoy, looked at the hazy mountain rain outside and said worriedly, "Master, I'm afraid this rain won't stop for a while."

The young man coughed a few times into his handkerchief and nodded, "I'm afraid it's going to rain for two days."

"Then I let them go out to find something to eat?" Chen Shu asked.

They brought a cart full of food, but it was all for rough guys like them. The master was not in good health, so naturally he couldn't eat that food.

A small thing like rain can't bother his men at all.

The young man shook his head, followed the white smoke floating in the cave, and his eyes stayed on the Duan family.

"Go and borrow some fire and make a fire."

Before Chen Shu could get over, the Duan family took the initiative to bring the fire.

The strange man who just came to buy food really made Qiao Lan a little worried. Their family couldn't afford a guard, but there was a friendly guy who had been identified by the system next to him!

Is it ridiculous to have thighs but not to hold them?

Qiao Lan asked her family's descendants to be nice to Mr. He, and asked them to help each other if they wanted to return to Tongzhou.

Qiao Lan had just sent ginger soup, and now she asked her family to send dry firewood.

By the way, I asked Duan Mingjing to go over and ask Mr. He if he wanted rice soup.

The rice soup was cooked for Duan Siyu. The younger children in the family all got a bowl, and there was still a lot left.

Hearing that Mr. He was in poor health, Qiao Lan thought that there was nothing in the wilderness, so she asked Duan Mingjing to go over and take care of him.

Duan Mingjing came over with dry firewood in his arms, "Manager Chen, my mother asked me to bring you some dry firewood."

"My mother also asked me to ask Mr. He whether he drinks rice soup. There is nothing good at home. After cooking for a while..." Duan Mingjing said carelessly, and his eyes suddenly shifted to the thin man sitting next to the stone.

Then it stagnates.

Duan Mingjing originally thought that Mr. He was a skinny man, but he didn't expect to be so fair and beautiful!

Duan Mingjing suddenly had an idea in his mind. If Mr. He wore a woman's clothes, some people would believe him if he said he was a woman.

"...Is this Mr. He?" Duan Mingjing paused for a few seconds and asked.

The man stood up, followed Duan Mingjing and bowed, "Brother Duan! Cough cough...cough cough..." After saying this, he coughed again, and the cough was severe.

Duan Mingjing had just coughed violently, and drank two bowls of ginger soup before suppressing it. Seeing the person in front of him coughing like this, he felt the same way, and couldn't help but care.

"Master He, it's cold in the cave, please wear more clothes!"

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Duan! This is a disease brought in by my mother in the womb." The man's gentle voice sounded.

"My name is Feng, and my courtesy name is Jiuping. Brother Duan can just call me by my first name. Calling me Young Master is too polite." He Feng said with a gentle smile.

He Feng?

Duan Mingjing has seen many big scenes. Although he is usually a playboy, he is not a fool.

The style of the He family's team is clearly not that of an ordinary family, so why would they name their own son Qifeng?

Xu is a pseudonym for external use!

But it was not easy for Duan Mingjing to find out what the person's name was specifically. The name was just a matter of title. If someone didn't want to explain it clearly, he wouldn't ask more questions.

He just put down the dry firewood in his hand and asked He Feng again if he wanted to drink rice soup.

He Feng nodded, "I'm sorry to bother Mr. Duan."

"Hi, it's a small matter." Duan Mingjing said indifferently, and immediately brought a bowl of rice soup over. Before leaving, he did not forget to say, "Mr. He, remember to return the bowl to me."

He Feng naturally smiled and agreed!

He Feng sat on the stone, looking at the fire burning in front of him, holding the warm rice soup in the bowl, sipping it in small sips, his movements were extremely elegant.

Chen Shu pulled the fire and slightly adjusted the position of the fire so that the smoke could not reach his master.

"Master, this family looks a little strange." Chen Shu whispered.

"Oh, what did you see?"

"My subordinates can't explain it, but this family looks different from other families who are fleeing. There are too many things in the carriage, as if they have been prepared... and the old lady of this family,

There's something wrong with his eyes." Chen Shu recalled what he had learned over the past few days.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't explain it, I just feel like she doesn't look like an ordinary old lady." Chen Shu scratched his head and scratched his head.

"Master Miaokong gave me a lottery before I left. Master Miaokong said that my noble person will come out of troubled times on the way out of Beijing. If I leave too early, I won't meet him again," He Feng sighed.

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As for the specific identity of the noble person, Monk Miaokong did not explain it clearly. He only said some words about right and wrong. You can probably know this kind of person when you meet him.

Chen Shu suddenly turned his head to the left, in the direction of the Duan family, "Master's nobleman, is he a member of the Duan family?"

"I think so." He Feng said and coughed a few more times.

The Duan family was most similar to Master Miaokong, but he couldn't be sure based on these alone, so he asked his subordinates to talk to the Duan family.

Until he saw Qiao Lan's abilities and the various behaviors of the Duan family on the road.

It can only be called good luck, but isn’t good luck a kind of skill?

When Chen Shu heard the coughing sound, his heart tightened a little more.

"Master, why don't you get into the carriage and have a rest? It's very cold in this cave. Since we are all here, we are not in a hurry..." Chen Shu said with concern.

"It's okay. There is a fire here. You don't know about my old problem. It has nothing to do with heat or cold." He Feng didn't care.

He Feng has been coughing for as long as he can remember. There are rarely days when he doesn't cough. He coughs on cold days and coughs on hot days. He has seen many doctors, but they are all helpless.