The refugees gathered at the refugee shelter. Many people had packed their bags. When they saw Mr. He approaching, the crowd crowded around him.
"Let's go down the mountain." Mr. He shouted.
"Mr. He's food..."
Mr. He glanced away coldly, and the inquiring woman shut her mouth.
Others didn't dare to ask when they saw this, so they all carried their bags.
"Husband."
A woman in the crowd behind called out.
"Old Qi, lead them ahead." Mr. He warned the man next to him and raised his feet to meet the woman behind him: "What?"
"Do you really want to go?" Mrs. He asked.
"It's so easy to get here. We are about to reach Kyoto City. How can we give up?" Mr. He said.
"I think those people are different. They are protecting us. I have seen what happened just now. You and I both know the consequences of going to Kyoto City..."
"Sufang, you don't understand people in the officialdom. They are good at pretending. Once you let down your guard, they will eat you to the bone."
"But……"
"Have you forgotten how the He family was wiped out?" Mr. He's eyes were full of hatred.
Mrs. He put her hands on her heart, tears welling up in her eyes: "I haven't forgotten... but there are so many people. If the emperor really kills them, we will be guilty."
"The lives of tens of thousands of people don't matter. What I want is for Dongyue to destroy the country." Mr. He's face was slightly distorted, gloomy and scary.
Mrs. He was most afraid of seeing him like this, so she pursed her lips and dared not speak.
Hatred took over everything in him...
Make him strange and scary.
There are so many people, old, weak, women and children living together day and night for more than half a year, and they trust them so much...
She felt that those who resettled the refugees might not be bad people, otherwise the woman would not have burned the bodies.
She hoped that the woman could stop everything.
Unfortunately, the result was not what she hoped for.
Those people clearly know that everyone who enters Kyoto City will die, so why don't they do it to the end?
It took so long to resettle the refugees...
If she had been strong, she would have been able to stop him, but it's a pity that she wasn't.
Are they really just pretending, as my husband said?
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Yu Wushuang and Shen Xiao returned to the city. All the people and food on Qilian Mountain were returned, leaving only a few people to control the burning fire.
After entering the inner city, Yu Wushuang rented a relatively large carriage and picked up Yu Yuanzhao and headed directly towards Kyoto City.
"To be so stupid, it's better to just die." Yu Yuanzhao hit the bedclothes in a circle, and when he pulled the wound, he grimaced in pain.
"Whoever is stupid will die first. Why are you upset?" Yu Wushuang pressed the quilt.
I was walking in a hurry and couldn't find a softer mat, so I had to spread out a few layers of quilts, which was barely able to reduce the vibration of the car. Who knew he was not honest yet.
"What's annoying is that they are stupid and their brains are all muddled?"
Forget about hundreds, this is tens of thousands...
The brains of ten thousand people are not worth the brain of one person!
"It's not easy for people who have been brainwashed to come back. This is the end of the matter. If grandpa asks about the refugees when you go back, you can just find any excuse to fool him."
"Oh... I feel a little annoyed when I think about Kyoto City." Yu Yuanzhao scratched his hair, speechless and depressed.
"Kyoto City... What I'm most worried about now is the priest's house and grandpa." Yu Wushuang sighed, with worry in his eyes.
How much pressure should he bear if the things that were divined are buried in his heart?
He knew it was impossible to do but did it because he was determined to risk his life.
I don’t know how my grandfather is doing in the palace...