Hand over the golden finger to the country

There was a large grassy beach in the desolate outskirts, and Yan Yan walked for a long time before getting out.Not long after walking out, I saw the fields that had been planted.

Yan Yan walked to the side of the field and squatted down. Looking at the dark soil and the sparse seedlings, he was basically sure that he was in ancient times.

There is no way, the experience in the previous life is too rich, and Yan Yan can tell the tricks at a glance in this kind of field.

In modern times, it is impossible for people to grow food like this. The poorer the place, the more they pay attention to the fields. They rely on the fields for food.

Yan Yan stood up and looked around, then continued to walk forward.

The fields are all there, and the village must be near.

After walking for a while, Yan Yan sat down on a stone by the side of the road to rest, and ate lunch casually—self-heating rations for individual soldiers.

Yanyan's backpack is heavy, and there are a lot of things in it, including a lot of food. There are five packs of this self-heating ration, as well as many energy bars and compressed biscuits.

The country is deeply afraid that he will not eat well and have no energy, and he will encounter some danger.If it weren't for the consideration that he had to carry a heavy load on his way, I would have brought him more.

Like opening a blind box, Yan Yan opened the bag of self-heating rations, and found that there were fish-flavored shredded pork rice, fried noodles with shredded pork with pickled vegetables, and a small packet of spicy sauce.

This self-heating bag can be quickly heated by just pouring a little water, no matter dirty water or clean water, it is very convenient.

The food tastes good, and Yan Yan eats it with relish. I have to say that with the country as a backer, all aspects of treatment have been improved.

Where in his previous life could he eat hot meals in such barren mountains and wild mountains, but he was stupid, thinking of compressed biscuits, he didn't think of buying such things to take with him.

He thought about bringing self-heating hot pot, self-heating rice, etc., but the portions were small, and he couldn't get enough to eat, so it was troublesome to carry.

After Yan Yan finished eating, while packing up, she thought that sometimes she was really smart, and sometimes she was really stupid.

After digging a pit to bury the useless garbage, Yan Yan continued on his way.

Not long after walking, Yan Yan saw a village appearing in the distance, he raised his spirits and hurried over.

But as they got closer, Yan Yan felt something was wrong.

At first he thought that the people in the village were cooking, and that was when the smoke came out.As a result, when I got closer, I found that there was no cooking smoke. It was the smoke from the burning house.

Yan Yan was startled, stopped, took out the folding telescope from the side pocket of the backpack, found a high place to open the telescope, and looked towards the village.

Through the binoculars, Yan Yan saw a lot of people in armor, they shuttled around every house, holding torches and setting fire to the houses.

The walls and their bodies were covered in blood, and on the ground that Yan Yan could see, there were many corpses lying here and there.

what's going on! ?

Yan Yan's expression was dignified. It was obvious that he was in the period of ancient wars.

In her previous life, Yan Yan also went to the period of war, and her life was horrific. It was a daily life to hide in fear.

If you are accidentally caught by a soldier, it is good to be dragged directly to join the army. If you are caught by someone with bad intentions, you will be sold directly to a kiln.

These are painful lessons.

Afterwards, when Yan Yan was in a period of war, she didn't want to take good things back home at all, and all she wanted was to return to the present world as soon as possible.

Soldiers who can do things like massacre villages are not serious soldiers at first glance, maybe they are bandits pretending to be bandits.

Now that the village has been slaughtered, Yan Yan doesn't have to worry about whether to save him or not. At first he was shocked and uncomfortable, but now he has recovered his mentality.

No way, he has seen this kind of thing a lot.Especially after spending a month in the apocalypse, his mentality has really changed a lot.

Yan Yan stared at the small village with a telescope, expressionless.

Knowing that this world is a world of war and chaos, Yan Yan didn't want to stay at all. Now he just waited for those soldiers to leave, and he found a door to go home directly.

But he didn't even get anything, so he had to find something to take back, or he would return empty-handed and they would say that he was not serious about his work.

The group of scientists had a few words that Yan Yan remembered clearly.

"If it's really not possible, you can come back with two weeds and wild rowans on the side of the road!"

"It's okay to grab a handful of soil from the roadside and bring it back!"

"We don't pick, as long as it is from another world, it has research value!"

Thinking of this, Yan Yan hung the binoculars around his neck, took out a special transparent small sealed bag from his bag, squatted on the ground, grabbed two handfuls of soil, put them in the bag, and uprooted some weeds and put them in another bag , put them back together in the bag.

After finishing all this, Yan Yan patted the soil on his hands, and walked towards the village while observing with a telescope.

Not far from the village, Yan Yan cautiously did not move forward, and hid under a big tree behind a small slope, always paying attention to the people in the village.

Fortunately, those people didn't stay for long. They set their houses on fire, packed up the looted food, and prepared to leave.

Watching those soldiers go away, knowing that there were no shadows, Yan Yan cautiously approached the village.

After observing for a while, Yan Yan found that there was indeed no one in the village, so Yan Yan walked out.

At this time, almost all the houses in the village were burned, and even the thatched cottages almost collapsed.

The fire was so intense that there was no way to put it out.Even if the fire is set in modern times, it would be enough for several fire trucks to come.

Yan Yan sighed, looked at the corpses and raging fire all over the ground, and observed a minute of silence for them.

"I hope you can be reborn in a peaceful age in your next life."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yan planned to leave, and waited for the fire to stop before going back through the door.

But just two steps away, I heard a faint cough and the sound of a child crying.

Yan Yan paused, and looked keenly in the direction of the sound.He followed the sound and found that the voices for help were getting louder and coughing more and more, and they seemed to be all children.

There are still people alive!

As soon as this idea came out, Yan Yan hesitated for a moment. He didn't want to be nosy, but he heard only the crying of a child, so he finally ran to the source of the sound.

The gate of the courtyard where the sound came from was burning. Yan Yan licked his lips and ran in directly.

This house seems to be an abandoned house in the village. It feels like no one lives in it all year round. The yard is full of sundries, and the door of the house is also in a mess.

It looks like the soldiers came here to check it. All the things blocking the door were thrown away at the door, and the door was also wide open.

This house was also burned, but because it was a mud house, everything in it was useless debris, and it burned extremely slowly.

It is also possible that it was burned last, so Yan Yan will come here now, and the fire is not very big.

Yan Yan listened carefully to the movement at the door. After making sure that the person was inside, she turned out the mask in her pocket and wet it with water. After putting it on, she put the backpack aside and rushed directly into the burning house.

The house was burning badly at the entrance, but inside it was alright, but there was a lot of smoke and it was choking.

According to the direction of the sound, Yan Yan quickly found their hiding place. Under some baskets, there was a hidden cellar door.

Yan Yan stared blankly at the cellar door, but didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

After opening the door, Yan Yan didn't pass through, and Yan Yan felt relieved for a moment.

Many children curled up in the cellar were startled when they saw Yan Yan appearing suddenly, and hid back in horror.

But the space is small and crowded, and I can't move much if I hide.

"They're gone, the fire is on fire, come out!" Yan Yan knew that she looked weird, but she didn't care about that much, she just took a child's hand and pulled it out.

Yan Yan was dressed in strange clothes, and his hair was very short. The children thought he was a bad guy, and struggled frantically to try to resist, but Yan Yan forcibly hugged him out.

After the first child came out, he saw the burning door, and without thinking whether Yan Yan was a villain, he opened his eyes and shouted, "It's on fire!"

Yan Yan continued to hug the child who was scratching, and shouted: "Yes! It's on fire, come out!"

Now the children felt that Yan Yan was here to save them, and they stopped resisting one by one, and cooperated with him to crawl out.

"Hurry up, those who come out run out first, don't be afraid, you are still young, the fire won't catch you!" Seeing the children not daring to move, crying and shouting, Yan Yan shouted: "Get out quickly! The fire is so big, none of you can leave!"

The first child who came out was crying, but he grabbed the hand of the next child and dragged them out of the door.

Seeing the little friend running out smoothly, the children who had already come out of the cellar in the room also cried and were dragged away by other bold children.

This made Yan Yan heave a sigh of relief. Children in ancient times were in charge of the family early. Compared with modern children, children of this age are much more intelligent and understandable.

There were not many children in the cellar, so Yan Yan carried the youngest girl out of the cellar, saw that she was almost fainted, and covered her face with the mask.

The wet touch made the little girl's eyes widen a little, but they closed again in the next second.

"Can't sleep!" Yan Yan shook her severely, hugged her, dragged another crying child who dared not go out, and forcibly rushed out of the room.

All the children in the cellar managed to escape, crying and howling in the yard.

Yan Yan didn't care to coax them, put the little girl on the ground, took out water from the bag, carefully poured it on her forehead, and wet her little face with her hands.

Under the stimulation of the cold water, the little girl, who was a little hypoxic and inhaled the smoke, finally recovered slowly. She looked at Yan Yan, who had short hair and looked very good-looking like a fairy, and cried weakly.

Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the other children in the yard, and found that they were all fine, so she sat down on the ground.

The children saw burning houses everywhere, crying heartbreakingly one by one, Yan Yan looked at them, but didn't know how to comfort them.

Everyone in this village is dead, what should these children do?Leave it alone?So can they survive?

But it is not easy to settle them down. At this moment, Yan Yan suddenly heard a noisy sound from outside.

Not sure who it was, Yan Yan immediately scolded the children to stop crying, and led them to hide behind the ruins in the yard.

The children seemed to have experienced this kind of thing, but they covered their mouths with tears in their eyes, didn't make a sound, and leaned against each other skillfully, trembling.