Traveling through ancient times to survive

After the group of people left the old house, many people saw Zhao Yuanmu and three others carrying a lot of things and leaving Zhao Qing's house.

Immediately, someone came to borrow food and firewood.

"Chengchuan, my uncle has run out of firewood for cooking. I have no other choice but to come to you with a thick face to ask for help."

Zhao Chengchuan looked embarrassed: "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to help you, you also know what my parents are like. They want to take half of my family's firewood. I only have two bundles left at home. I really don't have any extra to lend."

"Chengchuan, your uncle has watched you grow up, do you really have no regard for him at all?"

"Uncle, it's not that I'm heartless, I just really have no choice. If I have it, I will definitely take it out without hesitation."

"Don't lie to me. Your family started chopping wood a month earlier than us. Can you do the same as us?"

"Uncle, my family did arrive earlier than yours, but we brought some when we came back from hunting, not when we went to chop wood. Plus, my eldest brother and I were the only ones chopping wood, so we didn't get much more than yours."

"You really don't want to lend it?"

"Uncle, I really can't lend it to you."

"Okay, okay, no wonder the Yuanmu couple don't like you!"

"roll!"

When someone came to borrow firewood again, Zhao Chengchuan would always say he had none and would not lend it to them. Those who failed to get what they wanted would go out and curse loudly.

The middle-aged man with a scar on his face said: "Zhao Chengchuan is such a piece of shit. I almost knelt down to beg him, but he just wouldn't lend it to me! Bah! How come he wasn't killed last time in the mountains!"

The aunt hunched her shoulders: "That's right, so cold-blooded and cruel! He will definitely get his comeuppance in the future!"

The old man with a gloomy face said: "He is so stingy! I want to see how rich he can make!"

The middle-aged man looked fierce and said, "If you don't accept my toast, then you will be punished. If Zhao Chengchuan doesn't help, don't blame us for being cruel."

Aunt: "What do you want to do?"

Middle-aged man: "We'll go rob him tonight!"

The old man hesitated: "This... This is not good, right?"

The middle-aged man gnashed his teeth and said, "If he doesn't give us a way out, we will take it ourselves. What's wrong with that?"

The old man was tempted for a moment, but still evaded the question: "I am too old, I am afraid I can't do it."

Middle-aged man: "When you are old, you still have your sons and grandchildren."

The old man waved his hands: "No, no, no, my son is timid and my grandson is only a few years old. I'm afraid it won't work."

The middle-aged man advised earnestly: "Uncle, think about the children at home, are they too hungry to cry? The adults are also weak, and the family can only survive by lying down. What about Zhao Chengchuan's family? His three children are fat, and their bodies are white and clean without any frostbite. We just need a little firewood to cook and survive, but his family would rather keep warm than share a single piece of firewood. Uncle, do you have to abide by those broken clan rules of your clan and watch your family starve to death with your own eyes?"

The old man's eyes turned red, and he was hesitant. The middle-aged man said drastic measures: "I must do it. If you don't agree, you will go to the village chief to complain, which will block my way to live. If you don't let me live, don't blame me for being rude."

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he stretched out his hand and chopped it down with force. The old man was so scared that he nodded in agreement. The middle-aged man looked at the silent aunt again and again, and threatened: "What do you think, big sister?"

The aunt trembled: "You are right."

The middle-aged man made the final decision: "Then it's settled. The three of us will gather here at the end of the evening. Each of you must send at least two adult men. If anyone dares not to come, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The sun sank behind the mountain and under the moonlight, five blurry black shadows gradually merged together.

The five people slowly came to the door of Zhao Qing's house. The family, who had moved back to their room since the beginning of the passage, were breathing deeply and had fallen asleep.

The middle-aged man pulled out a sharp knife, inserted it into the crack of the door, and tried to remove the bolt.

The slight noise easily woke Zhao Qing up. She quickly got dressed, climbed onto the top of the wall, and looked towards the source of the sound.

There was a dark figure outside the door trying to pry it open, followed by five people.

Zhao Qing chuckled, haha, you are so brave to come to my house and steal things!

Zhao Qing grabbed a large ball of snow and compressed it into a small ice ball with his palm. He then made several solid small balls in the same way.

Zhao Qing controlled his strength and fired the small ball between his fingers. The middle-aged man who was prying the door felt a sudden pain in his temple, and the next second he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

The people behind him fell to the ground one by one before they could react. The people standing in the front fell to the ground one by one. The people behind him were panicked and turned around to escape, but before they could run two steps away, they fell unconscious.

All targets had been hit, and Zhao Qing turned around and went back to the house.

"Dad, wake up."

Zhao Chengchuan opened his eyes, looking sleepy: "What's wrong? Qingya."

"Dad, someone is trying to break in."

"What!" Zhao Chengchuan woke up instantly, and the three people who were still sleeping were also woken up.

"Dad, what are you doing so late at night?"

"Sleep, sleep, sleep! Your house is about to be robbed, and you're still sleeping!"

"Ah? Get up right away."

"Dad, don't worry, I've knocked them out."

A few people put on their clothes and opened the door, and sure enough, there were people lying on the ground at the door.

"Boss, you stay at home and watch them. I'll go call the village chief."

Zhao Chengchuan went back to the house, lit a torch, and hurried out. Li Wu next door was woken up, and when he opened the door he saw Zhao Chengchuan.

"Brother Chengchuan, what's the urgent matter that requires you to go out so late at night?"

"Oh, my house has been robbed. I have to go find the village chief. Can Brother Li come to my house and watch over those people?"

"No problem, just be careful on your way."

Li Wu came over and saw that there were indeed five unconscious people lying in front of Zhao Qing's house. Zhao Deyan and Wang Mei were holding sticks and staring at the people on the ground, looking very nervous.

"Sister-in-law, Xiaoyan, you can't let these people lie there like this. If someone gets frozen, your family will be in trouble."

Wang Mei slapped her head and suddenly realized: "Yes!"

Several people quickly dragged the man to the main room. Wang Mei was afraid that the thieves would get cold if they lay there for a while and then come to her house to blackmail her, so she lit a brazier in a very extravagant way.

Li Wu carefully looked at the thieves in the light of the fire. There were no obvious scars on their bodies, only marks of being hit on the temples of each of them.

Li Wu asked in surprise: "Sister-in-law, how did your family catch these thieves? I didn't hear any sound at all."

"It was Qingya who captured the person. When we opened the door, we saw people lying on the ground."

"Qing girl, how did you knock out five people in an instant without making any noise?"

"Uncle Li, I made a few small balls out of snow. Just hit them on the temples."

Li Wu was full of admiration: "You can throw hidden weapons so accurately?! There are no signs of being hit anywhere else on their bodies."

"Uncle Li, I can use a bow and arrow. It's almost the same. Just control the strength. It's very simple."

Li Wu was hit hard and cried in his heart, "Master, did you lie to me before? What kind of genius is this? Compared with Qing Ya, her talent is simply too dull."

Zhao Deyan asked curiously: "Uncle Li, are you as good at using hidden weapons as my sister?"

Li Wu calmly replied: "Of course."