Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!-Chapter 122: The Tragedy of Qingshan Village (Part 1)

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: The Tragedy of Qingshan Village (Part 1)

The young man raised his hand, pointing at the person on the ground ahead, "Reporting to the chief, the village head is barely alive, probably can’t be used anymore."

Wei Wenxi squinted and finally remembered that this so-called village head had led a resistance and had been beaten up by his brothers, "Then bring me the clan leader of this village."

"Yes!"

Soon, the clan leader was identified by his own people and pushed in front of Wei Wenxi.

"Let me ask you, why did your village collect grain early?"

The clan leader, treated so rudely, responded harshly, "Why does there have to be a reason? We just collected it, that’s all."

A young man beside him exploded instantly, acting fiercely, "The chief is asking you a question. Just answer honestly. Say another word of nonsense, and I’ll break your legs."

The clan leader remained calm, "I’m telling the truth. We’ve been farming for decades, if we didn’t have some skills in predicting the weather, how could we survive? At that time... we guessed that the heavens would bring heavy rain, so we collected the grain early and stored it."

The young man was suspicious of the truth in the clan leader’s words, as he had no experience in farming and couldn’t judge.

However, Wei Wenxi coldly spoke, "So you knew there would be a flood, and even repaired the channels, knew there would be continuous heavy rain, so you reinforced the houses?"

"Why not!"

The young man also realized that the clan leader might not be telling the truth, and he kicked the clan leader in the knee.

The clan leader cried out in pain, collapsing to the ground.

The clan leader’s elderly wife, Meng, seeing her husband beaten, hurriedly rushed over in panic, "Gentlemen, have mercy, don’t hit my old man, whatever you want to ask, I, an old woman, know it all,"

The clan leader glared viciously at his wife, "Old woman, stop babbling, it’s none of your business, go back."

Wei Wenxi became interested, "Oh! Tell me, what do you know."

Disregarding her husband’s warning glances, Meng stammered nervously, "Gentle... gentlemen, we... prepared before the flood because... because our clansmen were fortunate to receive guidance from Master Liao Ming’s disciple at Anping Temple. The high monk predicted a disaster for our village and warned us to prepare in advance. We followed the master’s methods, which is how we saved the village."

Then, afraid the people in front wouldn’t believe her, she quickly added, "Really, everyone in our village knows about this. If you don’t believe me, you can ask anyone."

Wei Wenxi mused, naturally, he had heard of Master Liao Ming’s reputation, a formidable figure. If so, it’s not impossible.

The clan leader’s heart was uneasy, fearing his wife might say something she shouldn’t.

Wei Wenxi signaled the young man to verify again. The young man took orders and ran into the villagers, randomly grabbing someone to question them, receiving results identical to the old woman’s words.

Somewhat relieved of his doubts, Wei Wenxi didn’t fully believe them.

As a master of great prestige to predict such a disaster, shouldn’t he have announced it widely? Wouldn’t this save more common people? That’s what would fit the master’s demeanor, yet the truth is, he only informed a small village.

No matter how you look at it, there’s a sense of discord, always feeling something doesn’t add up.

The village’s valuable items and edible food were all taken by the bandits, now being gathered in the yard.

"What are you doing, let go of me, let go of me!" A plump man with a face full of flesh, tightly gripped Cheng Xiaocui’s hand, trying to drag her into the nearby bushes.

Xiaocui’s mother somehow, as her daughter had just been squatting well by her side, was suddenly grabbed by a man and was being dragged away, anxiously rushed up to help.

"Let go of my daughter, what do you want?"

The fat man kicked Xiaocui’s mother over, "What do you think, of course to do it with your daughter!"

Hahaha!

The fat man’s actions seemed to start a feast for the beast, surrounding girls were continuously dragged away, the men of the family rushed to stop it, only to receive punches and kicks in return.

In the yard, under flickering firelight, frightened girls screamed repeatedly, families trying to stop it cried out in pain, the scene became chaotic.

The clan leader, seeing this situation, became extremely anxious, no longer caring about fear, loudly questioned Wei Wenxi, who was high above on horseback, "You said as long as we obeyed, we wouldn’t be troubled, how can you go back on your word!"

The clan leader deeply regretted, knowing they should have listened to the village head and fought back.

When these people first arrived at the village, the village head suggested they all rise in resistance, give the children a chance to escape. Unexpectedly, two villagers tried to run away, immediately cut down by the people before them. Never had they seen such bloodshed, scared out of their wits, they forgot to run, only the village head and his people resisted, now all beaten to near death.

He said at the time that as long as they complied, they wouldn’t be troubled, their lives would be spared. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The clan leader barely believed it, telling the villagers not to resist, he was helpless, if he didn’t believe, what could he do, they had no strength to resist, only humble pleading.

Later, everyone in the village was gathered here, handed over all their money, watched as their homes were emptied, the thought made them heartache, thinking these bandits were bad enough, didn’t expect them to harm the village’s girls, truly worse than beasts.

Hahaha!

"Have you ever seen bandits keep their word? Ridiculous."

The fourth-in-command beside him also agreed, "Exactly, and we aren’t troubling them, rather letting them enjoy themselves, hahaha! Happy like immortals, what do you old fool know, let the grandpa here let you live a bit longer to see grandpa’s prowess."

He said and walked to the middle.

Hahaha!

A group of bandit guards roared with laughter.

"Fourth master, you better hurry, the brothers are still waiting in line!"

The fourth-in-command turned to glare at the boy who spoke, "Get lost, does grandpa look like a quickie?"

This provoked another burst of laughter from the surrounding bandits.

Cheng Qiang tried his best to protect Dahua, hidden in the dense crowd, smeared Dahua’s face black, yet was spotted by a sharp-eyed bandit, approaching with a lewd grin.

"Haha! This little girl is nice, don’t think I can’t see just because your face is black." The exposed snow-white neck made his heart itch unbearably.

The bandit kicked Cheng Qiang aside, forcibly grabbing the beauty in front, beaming with pride, claiming the little beauty as his.

"No, don’t, let me go." Cheng Dahua struggled desperately.

Cheng Rong and Cheng Hao could no longer hold back, each grabbed the man’s arm and pulled backward, simultaneously kicking his calf, one quickly punched him in the abdomen, causing a painful cry as the man kneeled on the ground.

For the first time, the two used their trained moves in practice, finding it novel, and the kicked bandit wasn’t a pushover either, climbing back up, cursing, "Son of a bitch."

Then he fought with Cheng Rong and Cheng Hao.

In the yard, the scene was filled with angry curses, screams, and pleas for mercy, some families who dared not resist now realized and joined the ranks against the bandits.