There is a basin on the table, the same one that Chen Yuduan just had.
Not far away, a group of refugees in tattered clothes were rushing towards the thatched pavilion angrily.
I think I smelled the fragrance coming from there.
Ruan Xiangxiang was about to go over, but Chu Munan grabbed her sleeve.
"Sister, don't go."
"Why?"
"They are all reincarnated as hungry ghosts now, and they protect their food very well. If you go over and steal their food, they will fight you tooth and nail."
"But I can't just watch them die from poisoning."
"Sister, they are just refugees."
"so what?"
"In order to survive, they may have exchanged their children for food, or sold their own wives and children, or bought other people's wives and children. How can such sinful people deserve to live in the world?"
After listening to Chu Munan's words, Ruan Xiangxiang suddenly thought of the original owner.
At the beginning, she was also sold by the old woman of the Ruan family, and her body was almost eaten.
If there are really cannibals among those people, they really do not deserve to live in this world.
"What if they don't eat people?"
"I have a way to detect whether any of them have good intentions."
Chu Munan said.
"any solution?"
Ruan Xiangxiang asked curiously.
Chu Munan suddenly reached out and hugged Ruan Xiangxiang's waist, then used Qinggong to fly towards the thatched pavilion.
Although the refugees ran forward with great effort, they were still a step behind Chu Munan's Qinggong.
Chu Munan hugged Ruan Xiangxiang and flew to the stone table first. He stretched out his right hand and picked up the basin on the table.
The refugees arrived one after another. After seeing Chu Munan carrying the bowl filled with food, several fierce people immediately stepped forward and surrounded Chu Munan.
Of course, a large number of people among them did not surround Chu Munan, but just stood aside silently, staring at the food bowl in Chu Munan's hand with a pair of hungry eyes, looking very pitiful.
Chu Munan glanced at everyone and asked, "What are you doing? Why did you come to my house? And you rushed over so aggressively that you wanted to steal my food?"
Chu Munan said, holding the food bowl tightly with both hands, looking at them warily.
One of the women, pulling a half-grown boy, knelt down in front of Chu Munan.
"Little Master, we are really hungry. My son has not eaten for three days and three nights. If he doesn't eat anymore, he will starve to death. Can you give us a piece of cake? Oh, no, half a piece.
OK."
The woman looked pitiful.
Someone said in a ferocious manner: "We obviously discovered this pot of rice cake first, so why do we say it's yours?"
"This Anyang Mountain is my home. This rice cake is clearly freshly steamed. You people have even abandoned your home. How can this freshly steamed rice cake be yours?"
"Boss, why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Let's grab him."
"Yes, boss, there are only two of them, let's just grab them."
The boss was actually a little worried. After all, Chu Munan said Anyang City was his home.
When they came in just now, they saw guards at the mountain gate.
It shows that Anyang Mountain is an organized place.
Although the few guards were dispersed by them, what if there were many people on Anyang Mountain?
Then they can't get any benefit.
After weighing the pros and cons, the boss decided to be polite before fighting.