Traveling through ancient times to flee from famine, take the time and space gate with you

Fang Youwei arranged for ten people to go back to pick up the clan leader and the others, while the remaining people disposed of the corpses so as not to scare the old, weak, women and children of his family.

The fire on the thatched roof that he had lit before was now out, because it had just rained yesterday and the roof was not dry yet. After the hay that was thrown on burned, there was only billowing black smoke left, so they still poured two basins of water on it.

Water it a bit to prevent it from burning again.

I plan to stay here tonight. The houses here are all good, because we have lured those people out to deal with them before, and there is no damage inside the house.

They found a lot of farm tools in a house. They must have been rusty since they had not been used for a long time. They tried them in their hands. Fortunately, the wooden handles were not damaged and could still be used.

One person took a shovel or pickaxe, walked to a low-lying wasteland not far from the village, and started digging. Because it had rained before, the soil was very soft. Twenty or so people quickly dug a big hole and dug it.

The corpses were thrown into the pit and buried in a big bag of earth.

We also fetched water from the well and cleaned the floor. As for the blood on everyone's bodies and clothes, we could only change them after the luggage came from behind. Now that it's cold, we need to boil hot water, otherwise we'll have to deal with it.

The wind and cold are deadly.

Those bandits probably occupied this place because there was still water in the well here, but I don't know if the people in the village escaped on their own or were killed by these bandits.

After cleaning the ground, although the smell of blood could still be smelled, it didn't look as scary as before. I dug some soil from the side and dragged it over to cover it on the ground so that I couldn't tell it unless I looked carefully.

By the time everyone came over, more than an hour had passed. After all, the ten people had to walk back and pick them up again.

Although it was said that Xiao Ling could fly back to report the news, the rest were old, weak, women and children, and those carts could not be pushed over, so Fang Youwei asked ten people to go back, just in time to push those carts back.

They had already walked this section of the road and knew it was safe, so there was no need to add more guards to follow them back. This way the work could be divided on both sides without any delay.

The patriarch and other old people already knew the situation here from the people who returned, so they didn't ask any more questions and only talked about the women.

Fang Yunping asked again about their origins and the situation of these bandits, whether they had gone out and not returned, or whether they were in other strongholds.

Several women answered one by one, and seeing that they spoke in an orderly manner, they really did not look like they were with the bandits. They felt that it was not good to tie them up like this, so they let them go.

But for the sake of safety, they locked them in a room and did not treat them harshly. There were quilts and beds in the room. Afterwards, they started cooking and gave them a portion.

Because of the incident with the bandits, no one had eaten yet. They were afraid that the fire would attract attention, so they were all hungry until now.

Knowing that it was safe now, I set up a big pot and used the firewood and the food in the house to make dinner.

After everyone finished eating quickly, they each found a room to rest. They will search the place again tomorrow to look for the bandits' belongings and food.

Although the women said that the bandits had not gone out and were all in the village, it was better to be vigilant just in case. Fang Yunping arranged for ten people to keep watch.

After Jiayin arrived at the village, he searched it again with his spiritual consciousness. No one was found within a radius of five miles. There were still a few villages, but they were all empty.

Jiayin knew before that they dug a pit in the wasteland to the west of the village to bury the corpses, and then she found a pile of corpses that had turned into bones in the ground not far from the pit.

Those should be the villagers of this village. Thinking about the evil spirit of those bandits before, the villagers must have died at their hands.