In the famine, she stockpiled space supplies and became a bandit.

Chapter 95 Scholars are trouble

It's good to have nowhere to go, Qinglong said enthusiastically: "Why don't we go to the cave where we are staying temporarily to rest for a while, and then make plans."

"It's quite hidden over there. No one should find it in a short time."

The Wei clan leader glanced at the exhausted people, as well as the unconscious Wei Qing, and nodded: "Thank you, Guardian Qing."

Jiuxian, who was sitting in the corner, saw Qinglong leading people in, and just glanced at them and continued to meditate.

Aunt Wei and the others had long been accustomed to this kind of nine-string music. They found a place and began to rest.

Patriarch Wei and Wei Qing's fellow disciples felt very uncomfortable. They came to someone else's territory, but the owner ignored them. Should they go and say hello to him?

However, after taking two steps, Qinglong stopped him and said, "The host is meditating, please don't disturb him."

"Just find a place to rest. This is the host's personality. You don't have to be too polite."

"Yes, yes, yes." The few of them then tremblingly found a place far away from Jiuxian and sat down.

They really just sat down, because all their water, food, and medicine had either been used up long ago or lost somewhere while they were running away.

I didn't feel it even though my life was at stake, but now that I was temporarily safe, I suddenly felt hungry. The adults were fine and could hold it back, but the children of the Wei family couldn't.

"Mom, I'm hungry." A little girl raised her dirty little face and looked at her mother eagerly.

The woman was embarrassed for a moment, smiled bitterly and touched her little head: "Xiu Xiu, be good, bear with it for a while, ah!"

The girl was about to cry but didn't know how to cry. She looked so pitiful, but she still nodded obediently: "Okay!"

But after a while, the sound of stomach growling could be heard in the cave, and the little girl was not the only one who was hungry.

At this time, Wei Qing had a problem: "Patriarch, what should we do? Sanlang is vomiting blood again."

Aunt Wei panicked for a moment, and quickly put down Wei Zhou in her arms and rushed over. Sure enough, dark red blood flowed from the corner of Wei Qing's mouth, staining his entire chin red. Aunt Wei could no longer hold it in.

She cried, "Son, you have to hold on. Your father and brother are all gone. If something happens to you again, what will happen to your mother, your sister-in-law, and your nephews and nieces?"

Mrs. Wei Dasao and Mrs. Wei Ersao hugged their children and started crying too.

Her crying was filled with despair and helplessness about the future, as well as grief over the sudden loss of her husband.

The others also lowered their heads in sorrow.

Jiuxian was so annoyed that he opened his eyes suddenly and said, "Shut up."

The three words sounded cold and low, with a hint of impatience.

All the sounds in the cave disappeared at once, and everyone looked at Jiuxian cautiously. He stood up and walked towards Wei Qing, grabbing his wrist without saying a word.

With that cold look, if he had not just saved them, everyone would have thought that Jiuxian wanted to kill Wei Qing. After a while, he let go of Wei Qing's wrist.

"I'm depressed and angry, and I have no desire to live. There's no hope for me," he said.

If a person doesn't want to live, even gods cannot save him.

Aunt Wei: “…”

It felt like the whole world was falling apart.

"This is impossible, this is impossible, Sanlang - my son."

Within a few days, she lost her husband and son. Now even her last son is going to leave her?

Why? Why?

Did they really do something wrong?

They shouldn't meddle in other people's business. Be it a famine or the county magistrate's concealment of the truth, what does it have to do with the Wei family?

Now that the Wei family is in trouble, who will come to save them?

Aunt Wei seemed to be venting all the pain in her heart. Tears fell one after another, and soon soaked a large area of ​​the ground.

Jiuxian's sharp brows were furrowed tighter and tighter by her crying. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he took out the spiritual spring water that he had been reluctant to drink in his arms and handed it to her.

"Give him the drink. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope."

"Ninth Floor Master..." Aunt Wei stared blankly at the exquisite little bottle handed to her, not reacting for a moment.

"Oh!" Wei Gang became anxious upon seeing this. He grabbed it and poured it all into Wei Qing's mouth in one breath.

Never mind, let's give it a try, maybe it will really work.

Jiuxian: "..." What a waste of resources!

Will this really work? Everyone looked at Wei Qing expectantly, waiting for a miracle to happen, not even caring about their rumbling stomachs.

Qinglong sighed, went to the innermost part of the cave, took out food, and prepared to cook.

He and the host lived here, so naturally people from the Red Mansion would send things over from time to time, so they were not short of food.

When the housekeeper Wei Cheng saw that he had cooked a large pot, he knew that Qinglong had cooked theirs as well, so he quickly took people to help.

"Thank you, Protector Qing." He said gratefully.

Qinglong just smiled.

After a while, everyone who had been hungry for days finally got a bite of hot food. Although it was just white rice with some diced meat and dried vegetables, they ate it with great relish.

I even feel that it tastes better than any previous meal.

It feels so good to be alive!

However, there was still no movement from Wei Qing's side, and everyone's heart was once again in tension.

Aunt Wei endured it again and again, but finally walked towards Jiuxian: "Jiu, Jiulou Master, could you please go and take another look at Wei Qing?"

Jiuxian opened his eyes, glanced at her, then stood up and walked towards Wei Qing.

"He's fine now. Whether he wants to wake up or not depends on him." He said this after taking his pulse.

In fact, Jiuxian didn't understand why Wei Qing made himself suffer like this. If he had a grudge, shouldn't he just rush over and kill one or two people, it would be a profit.

Or you can endure it, strengthen yourself, and then rush over to kill them all. It is much better than torturing yourself here.

Scholars are trouble!

There was disgust in Jiuxian's eyes.

Aunt Wei was overjoyed and kept thanking Jiuxian: "Thank you, Master Jiu, thank you, Master Jiu, as long as you are healthy."

In your heart? After a long time, you will figure it out.

It was not until the next morning that Wei Qing finally heard some movement. He finally opened his eyes after having them tightly closed all night: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Aunt Wei's heart, which had been hanging for the whole night, finally settled down: "Sanlang, you are so cruel, how could you just abandon us like this?"

She almost lost her last son.

Although Wei Qing didn't understand what happened, he apologized immediately: "Mom, I'm sorry."

He only remembered that his eyes went dark for a moment, and then he knew nothing. No, it wasn't that he knew nothing.

It was just the first time that he realized how tiring life was, and perhaps dying like this would be a relief. He was speechless facing his fellow villagers, and he didn't want to face himself even more.

Then, he seemed to see his father and his older and younger brothers.

They told him to live well, find a way to overturn the verdict for the Wei family and others, and take good care of his mother, sister-in-law, nephews, nieces, and other people, otherwise, they would not be able to rest in peace even after death.

Yes, it was because of him that so many people suffered. He did not deserve to die. He must lead the living to move on and seek justice for the dead.

However, when he wanted to live, no matter how hard he tried, he sank deeper and deeper and could not get up. It was not until a long time later that a stream of sweet water flowed into his mouth and he gradually regained his strength.

"Am I sick?" he asked.