No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

Everything happened so suddenly.

Early in the morning on the fifth day of the first lunar month, Ji Qingyue got on a donkey cart and left the village.

Li A Niang stood at the gate of the courtyard, holding the door frame and watching the donkey cart go away quietly. She wanted to say something but stopped herself, and in the end she couldn't open her mouth.

Don't leave.

Li Erlang drove the donkey cart quietly, while Ji Qingyue and Yang Jinyu sat in the dim shed like frozen sculptures. It was a simple shed that Li Adie had erected on the cart with oilcloth. There were no windows on either side, only one exit with a curtain covering it. Sitting in the shed would not have to face the wind and snow directly, and it would be warmer.

The guards responsible for looking after Yang Jinyu followed the donkey cart on horseback.

As they walked, they didn't know how long they had been walking, but a layer of ice crystals covered the inner wall of the carport, which was the water vapor exhaled by the two people.

The donkey cart passed through the city gate and entered the county. The yamen runner who was checking the entry and exit lifted the curtain of the carriage shed and took a quick glance. Seeing that there was only a child holding a bamboo tube inside, he let the child enter the county after a routine simple questioning.

Although it was just a casual inspection, Li Erlang still noticed something strange. After entering the city, he looked up at the caravan of Hu merchants leaving the city. The patrol soldiers surrounded the caravan tightly and carefully checked the people and goods in the caravan.

Li Erlang seemed to be thinking about something as he drove his donkey cart slowly. Now the county seemed to be more lively than in previous years. Many vendors who set up stalls and carried loads on their shoulders were still working hard to sell their goods. Even near their houses, the sound of peddlers shouting their wares could be heard from time to time.

Ji Qingyue had already returned to the painting. All he had to do was to hide from the guards following him and drive the donkey cart into the house.

The donkey cart stopped outside the gate of the house. Yang Jinyu jumped off the cart and waved to the guards who were leading the horses behind.

"What do you want, young master?"

Yang Jinyu was excited and said, "I want to see my second uncle, can you take me there?"

"Young Master, it is all right for you to see the general. Please come with me to the county government office."

Yang Jinyu turned around and said goodbye to Li Erlang who was driving the coach and Ji Qingyue who was sitting in the carriage, then left with the guards.

After the guards left, Li Erlang drove the donkey cart to the backyard, carried the bamboo tube through the snow-covered backyard and garden, and returned to the room in the front yard.

Faced with separation, the two felt a little unhappy, but they were not worried about their future at all.

Li Erlang knew that loving parents could never persuade their children. A-niang's expression had already relaxed and her attitude had softened. A-di told him in the morning that A-niang was going to ask her aunt about the relationship between sworn brothers, what the etiquette was, and how much the gift was...

"I will be going back tomorrow. Only Yulang and the guards will be in the house. It will be boring for the next two months. Sanlang and Silang will come up after the New Year."

"Yeah, don't worry about me." Ji Qingyue, who has become accustomed to being alone, is not worried at all about his life in the next two months. The child is able to take care of himself, and there are guards following him wherever he goes. He doesn't have to worry about encountering human traffickers or other accidents when going out, and it is okay for him to stay in the room every day.

The child went out for a while and soon came back with a depressed look on his face. It seemed that he did not stay in the county government for long.

When Li Erlang asked the reason, Yang Jinyu replied, "Brother Li, there is a circle of barbarians surrounding the county government office. It seems that so many barbarians came to cause trouble because my uncle and the county magistrate want to replace the new president of the Chamber of Commerce. I just sat down when my uncle was called away by Lord Hong's people. When he left, he told me to go back tomorrow morning."

"If that's the case, unless the general comes to see you, you'd better not go out these days. Once the general handles this matter, the county will be more stable."

Yang Jinyu nodded.

The curfew is lifted relatively late in winter. On the second day, after Li Erlang had breakfast and heard the drum sounding for the opening of the market, he drove his donkey cart from the backyard to the gate and met Yang Jinyu who was about to go out.

He wanted to go to the county government office to find Yang Huang.

The weather was very good during the New Year period. It didn't snow because it was sunny. Even though the temperature was cold, it couldn't stop people from going out.

Perhaps because the Hu merchants went on strike, the county's business was quiet for a while. After the market reopened, even though the weather was cold, there was still a constant stream of caravans. Street vendors and people from nearby villages came to the county to attend the market. When the sun rose and the temperature became warmer, there were traveling merchants carrying their loads and walking through the streets hawking their goods early in the morning.

"Boots—felt boots!"

"Sharpen the knife--sharpen the knife--"

"Ointment-Floral Ointment!!"

"Lamp oil! Put on good lamp oil!!"

……

There are many foreign merchants among the vendors, who come out to set up stalls early to take advantage of the New Year's excitement.

Li Erlang turned around and saw that Yang Jinyu was heading in the opposite direction of the county government office. The guards were standing beside the child, and the child was also looking back. Both of them were looking at the black gate painted with tung oil, and they felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

When his eyes met Yang Jinyu's, Li Erlang nodded, and the child nodded in response. They both knew what each other meant.

Li Erlang had to suppress his uneasiness and cracked the whip in the air, making a "snap" sound. After hearing the sound, the donkey walked forward consciously.

Without snow, there was no new snow accumulation. The old snow on the ground had been trampled hard by passing pedestrians and carriages, and frozen to form a thick layer of ice on the ground.

Li Erlang carefully drove the donkey cart towards the west city. After walking for a while, he suddenly felt his heart beating faster for no reason, as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest. The moment he put his hand on his chest, he heard a burst of rapid gong sounds from far behind him, and someone was shouting at the top of his lungs.

"The fire is coming! The fire is coming--!"

“Oh no! The water’s leaking—!”

Li Erlang immediately pulled the reins to stop, flipped over and jumped off the donkey cart like lightning, then ran back desperately.

No - it's not - it must not be -!!

It was cold and the snow on the ground melted and froze again. Li Erlang could not remember how many times he fell along the way. He almost crawled back to the door of the house.

don't want--!!

Thick black smoke was seen billowing out of the door crack, and flames were shooting up into the sky from the house. Billowing smoke continued to rise into the sky, blackening the sky above.

"Yue Lang!!" Li Erlang's eyes suddenly turned red, he cried out, and immediately rushed forward to open the door!

The nearby residents and onlookers were unable to stop him and could only watch him rush into the thick smoke.

It's so cold, the water is frozen, and there's no snow on the road, where can we find water to put out the fire? !

There was someone else in the house?! How could there be no movement despite such a big fire?!

I'm afraid there's no hope!!

"Brother Ji!" Another wailing sound came.

Everyone saw a child crying and desperately pushing the crowd away, and then he was about to plunge into the thick smoke like a madman.

"Hey!!"

Yang Jinyu was hugged by the guard and held tightly in his arms.

"Let me go! I want to go in and save Brother Ji!" No matter how Yang Jinyu struggled, the guards refused to let go.

The fire was so fierce that it spread to other houses in the yard in a short while, and finally burned towards the backyard.

Some people couldn't help but feel fortunate that today was a sunny day with no wind and the fire could not reach the surrounding houses.

"How's the boy who rushed in?"

"Is it possible that he can't get out?"

……

Suddenly, a dark figure with flames on his body rushed out from the billowing black smoke, fell on the ice and rolled around to put out the flames on his body.

When everyone looked, they saw that the person coming out was the one who had just rushed in to rescue people.

Only one person came out...

"Brother Li!" Yang Jinyu cried and broke free from the guards, running towards the charred Li Erlang.

What is Li Erlang holding in his arms?

Yang Jinyu ran towards Li Erlang, but before she could be happy, she saw clearly that what Li Erlang held in his arms was not a painting scroll. She was instantly frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

What Li Erlang held in his arms was not a scroll, but two sticks.

To be precise, it refers to the poles at both ends when mounting the scroll.

Where is Brother Ji… ?

The fire was still spreading around the house. Soon, tongues of flame leaped out from the front door, scaring the onlookers so much that they retreated one after another.

When Hong Yu and his men arrived, there was a large crowd of people gathered at the gate of the house. Two figures, one big and one small, stood out from the crowd.

The cotton coat on Li Erlang was burned to a brittle state and stuck to his skin. His hair and eyebrows were all burned to only short black stubble. His face seemed to have been licked by a tongue of fire, leaving a long scar from cheek to neck.

The burn scars are horrible.

As if his soul had been sucked away, Li Erlang could no longer hear the sounds around him, nor see the fire in front of him. He was like someone who had fallen into chaos and had no consciousness left.

Yang Jinyu stood beside him and cried until she was hoarse, but in the end she could no longer make a sound.

Li Erlang was carried into the clinic. The doctor cut open his cotton coat, which was burned to only a layer of shell, and tore it off his skin like a snake shedding its skin.

The severely burned areas were indeed stuck to the skin, and the red flesh stuck to the clothes and was torn off as well.

The medical apprentice who was helping to pass the scissors and medicines on the side could not help but feel nauseous. Li Erlang, lying on the bed, could not stop shaking and twitching as his flesh and blood were separated.

It hurts so much!

Even so, my heart doesn't break.

"Xiao Lang, put down the stick quickly. You also need to treat the wound on your hand."

Li Erlang raised his hands and looked at the two sticks in his hands. Finally, he could no longer hold back his tears and they burst out.

After removing the foreign objects from the wound, the doctor rinsed the wound with wine. Every time he poured a bowl of wine, some impurities and blood were washed away. The whole scene looked very bloody.

In the end, the doctor took a lot of effort to treat the wounds on the injured person's body, which could be said to be completely covered with wounds.

This man not only had fresh burn scars on his body, but also unhealed whip marks, which showed that he was indeed a reckless person.

Li Erlang's body was wrapped in bandages, the scars on his face were covered with a thick layer of ointment, the remaining hair roots were shaved off, he had no eyebrows, and when he opened his eyes he had a murderous look, and he looked very scary.

After the doctor treated Li Erlang's wounds, he quickly left with his apprentice.

Yang Huang, who was holding his child and watching the entire treatment process, remained silent. He arrived later than Hong Yu, and when he arrived at the fire scene, the fire had already begun to weaken.

He was unable to comfort Li Erlang, so he held Yang Jinyu, who had fainted from crying, and sat on the chair next to the bed, asking directly what was going on. "Are they targeting me?"

If they wanted to hurt the child, they were targeting Yang Huang.

Unexpectedly, Li Erlang on the bed shook his head and said firmly: "No."

This was beyond Yang Huang's expectations!

Li Erlang glanced at the stick on the bedside, his eyes instantly becoming fierce: "Their target is Yue Lang."

Yang Huang fell into deep thought. It was not directed at him, but at an ordinary person?

Li Erlang felt a pang of pain in his heart as he recalled what happened after he rushed into the house.

When he saw that it was his own house that was on fire, he had only one thought: go in!

The moment he opened the door, clouds of black smoke rushed towards him and enveloped him in an instant.

"Cough cough cough--" Li Erlang bent down and relied on his memory to quickly go around the corridor and into the front yard.

The fire was in the main house where Ji Qingyue lived! The fire engulfed all the doors and windows bit by bit, and slowly climbed up to the roof.

"Yue Lang!!" he shouted.

"Erlang--? What's going on outside?!" Ji Qingyue in the painting didn't know what was happening outside, he just felt that the noise outside was very chaotic.