Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

The bandit glared at him and said, "Everyone, come on! Whoever kills this man will be the second in command of the Dragon Slaying Village, and I will chop him into pieces."

After hearing this, the other bandits attacked even more fiercely.

Song Shiwei eliminated the bandits around Uncle Fu, and ran straight towards the bandit leader with a sword in hand. When the bandit leader raised his sword to prepare to fight, Song Shiwei curled the corners of his mouth, but in the blink of an eye he appeared behind the bandit leader and ruthlessly cut off his carotid artery with his sword.

"Hahaha——" The bandit leader's eyes widened, and he was still horrified before he died. His fat body fell off his horse with a heavy sound.

The other bandits panicked upon seeing this, and Uncle Fu and his men took advantage of the bandits' restlessness to quickly harvest.

Song Shiwei sat astride the horse, staring at the remaining bandits with cold eyes, then charged towards the crowd and wielded his sword with ease.

The woman stared blankly at the young man on the horse, her eyes shifting as he walked, her heart pounding.

With Song Shiwei's intervention, the remaining bandits were no longer a concern, and none of Fu Shu and his men died.

After dealing with all the bandits, Uncle Fu and others ran to the woman at the same time.

"Is the young lady hurt?" Uncle Fu was panicking as he saw the blood flowing down the young lady's face.

The woman finally reacted, turned her head to look at the people around her, and smiled sadly: "I'm fine, it was that young master who saved me. Uncle Fu, there are wound medicines in the carriage, quickly distribute them to everyone, as for the sacrificed people... take them home and bury them properly, and give them the highest funeral tribute."

Uncle Fu said yes in a deep voice. When he turned around, he saw the young man riding away on his horse. He immediately chased him, shouting as he ran, "Sir, please stay."

Song Shiwei turned his horse and looked back at him: "What's the matter?"

Uncle Fu clasped his fists and bowed: "Thank you for saving me just now. If you hadn't helped me, we would have been killed by those bandits. Please accept our greetings."

The people behind him chased after him, and after hearing Uncle Fu's words, they immediately knelt on one knee and bowed their heads.

"You don't have to do that. It's not me who saved you, it's you who saved you. If you give up resistance or flee in the face of danger, I won't help you."

The boy's voice was cold and hard, but everyone who heard it felt warm.

The woman also trotted over, stood beside the young man and looked up at him. When their eyes met, she lowered her head instantly, the blood on her face covering the burning sensation on her cheeks. She folded her hands in front of her and knelt down: "Thank you for saving me, sir. My name is Lin, and I am given a given name. May I ask your name? I will repay you one day."

After saying this, he carefully looked up at the young man, his eyes shining.

Song Shiwei frowned and said, "My last name is Song, so forget about my name. Goodbye."

After saying this, Song Shiwei rode away on his horse, leaving Fu Shu and the others looking at each other in bewilderment.

Lin Ting pursed his lips and looked in the direction where the boy disappeared.

"Miss, Mr. Song does not ask for anything in return and is a man of great righteousness. Let's just listen to him and leave here quickly."

Lin Ting turned around and looked at the person who fell not far away, with sadness in his eyes: "Then leave quickly, take them all with you, don't leave anyone behind."

The others' eyes suddenly turned red.

The servants of the Lin family acted quickly, as they also wanted to bring the victims home for burial, so they packed up quickly. The horses were killed and the carriage had to be left behind. As for the things on the carriage, Uncle Fu arranged for people to tow the carriage into the woods and hide it, and then he took his men and carried Lin Ting away.

"Miss, there is a town not far ahead. Let's go to the town to rest first, and then we can hire a carriage to take you back to Beijing."

Lin Ting's face was filled with fatigue. It was the first time in his life that he had walked such a long distance, but he waved his hand despite the discomfort and said, "Don't worry about me. Send them back for burial first. Don't tell my parents for now. I'll tell them in person when I get back so they don't worry."

Uncle Fu nodded: "Okay."

The group of people were heading towards the town, but Song Shiwei had already returned to their original place on horseback.

Song Dafengru was stunned when he saw Song Shiwei coming back on a horse.

"Sister, where did the horse come from?" Feng Ru walked closer and saw blood all over the horse. Her eyes widened: "Why is there so much blood?"

Song Dalian came over quickly.

"I just went there to see justice, and this horse can be considered a trophy." Except for the horse ridden by the bandit, all the horses on Lin Ting's side were killed by the bandits. It was a rare opportunity for him to take action, so he had to take something to make it worthwhile.

The two little ones were visibly excited, especially Feng Ru, who stared at the huge horse with the desire to ride almost overflowing from his eyes.

Song Shiwei glanced at the two of them and said, "I don't know how to teach you how to ride a horse. If you want to learn, wait until you get to the capital and find someone to teach you."

The two nodded repeatedly.

Song Da was better. Even though he wanted to ride very much, he stopped when he heard Song Shiwei say that she couldn't teach him. On the contrary, the little girl's bright eyes were simply unbearable to look at.

Song Shiwei pulled him onto the horse and rode around the woods twice.

The little girl's laughter was as clear and melodious as a bell, echoing in the woods.

Song Da smiled when he saw this.

After a night's sleep, we set off again the next morning.

The extra Ma Song Shiwei was put into the space while the two were shocked.

It was already past dinner time when they arrived at the city, so the three of them hurried into the city to find an inn.

In order to reach the provincial capital as quickly as possible, they set off again after lunch. They were extremely tired at this moment, and Feng Ru and Song Da were not in the mood to go out for a stroll. They asked the waiter to bring them hot water, took a bath, and went to bed.

On the contrary, Song Shiwei had been sitting in the carriage for a whole day and had no desire to sleep at all. After simply washing up, he went out.

The city was brightly lit at night, and the street stalls along the inn were bustling with activity. It seemed that the disaster had just passed and everything was reviving. The disaster had exhausted everyone's wealth, so they were all looking for ways to make a living.

Song Shiwei walked leisurely on the street. In just a few minutes, he had picked up several bags of pastries and braised food. However, because there were too many pedestrians, he had to hold them in his hands.

"Master Song?"

The voice sounded familiar. Song Shiwei turned around and raised his eyebrows after seeing the person clearly: "Miss Lin?"

Perhaps he didn't expect that Young Master Song could remember his name. Lin Ting's eyes lit up instantly: "Young Master Song still remembers me, has Young Master had dinner?"

Song Shi nodded slightly: "After eating, Miss Lin, do you have anything else to do? If not, I will take my leave first."

Seeing the young man was about to leave, Lin Ting hurriedly walked to his side with a smile on his face: "Thank you for saving me before, but I didn't thank you properly because I had to settle the people who sacrificed to protect me. I didn't expect to meet you in the capital city. Where are you staying? I can also prepare some gifts to thank you. Don't rush to refuse. You saved us, and I know you don't want anything in return, but I feel uneasy if I don't do anything. Please don't refuse."

As he spoke, Lin Ting knelt slightly and bowed.

Song Shiwei was silent for a moment, then stopped and looked at her steadily. "I also said that I didn't want to save you. I helped you because of their loyalty. Miss Lin, please stop saying that you don't want anything in return. I have never been a person who would do business at a loss. I rode the horse I took from the bandits."

After saying this, Song Shiwei turned around and left the area without even looking at Lin Ting's dazed face.