Feeling of uneasiness

Xiang Yunjin apparently forgot that his eyes were not the peach blossom eyes that could make women dizzy at a glance in the past, and he blinked his eyes that looked cunning no matter how he looked at him, and said, "It's not hard."

Just gently shaking his sore wrist, this "not hard" really seems a bit inconsistent with the heart! Gulan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Okay, it's not hard. But since you helped me so much today, I will make you braised pig's trotters and chestnut stew tomorrow if time permits."

Gulan left behind the wild boar's two front hooves, and she missed the smell of the hooves very much.

"Okay," Xiang Yunjin said lightly, the curve of his mouth corners getting bigger and bigger, and he was obviously very happy.

"It's getting late, let's take a rest." Gulan said, looking at the night scene outside the tent.

"Yeah." He nodded to Yunjin, turned around and walked out of the tent and returned to the carriage. After spreading the bedding, he touched the uneven half of his face, looked at the tent next to the carriage where the lights had been turned off, and stopped getting out of the cart as he didn't want to go in and disturb them.

"Forget it, it's okay to not remove makeup for one night." He immediately took off his coat, lay down in the quilt, and soon his breathing became steady.

Dahei was still guarding his owner's tent, curled up at the entrance of the tent, but his ears moved from time to time, indicating that Dahei was not asleep. With a big mountain at their back, they might face the danger of being attacked by wild beasts.

Not to mention that the people of Lijia Village are already cautious enough, the previous experience of being attacked by a pack of wolves was not long ago and everyone still remembers it vividly. So no matter how tired he was, he still kept watch as arranged by Village Chief Li.

It is still a rotation system, one set lasts half an hour, starting from the hour of Xu. Just to sympathize with the men in the village who are tired after a day's work, the elderly in the village will be on duty for the first two hours, so that they can sleep a little longer and be more energetic when on night watch.

Guo Yi's side was concerned about the safety of the young lady, so he did not let down his guard. Six people patrolled in a shift. There were more than thirty of them in total, which was just enough for five shifts a night.

At this moment, Wen Ai was lying in the carriage to rest with the help of two maids, Hongshao and Hongyao was lying at her feet. It's not that there is no tent, but compared to the tent that is leaky everywhere, Wen Ai's carriage is specially made. It is not only large but also tightly fitted. It is covered with thick bedding and furs, making it more comfortable to sleep in.

For safety reasons, both on Gulan's and Guo Yi's sides, there were fires of different sizes burning around the tents, which not only dispelled some of the cold, but also dispelled some of the thick darkness around them.

Late at night, Gulan, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened by a palpitation. She opened her eyes in the darkness, covered her chest and sat up. Somehow, she always felt uneasy. It took a moment of relaxation before she felt comfortable. No matter how uncomfortable or bad she felt, Gulan would suspect that this body had a heart disease.

Gulan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to lie down when she suddenly froze and then lay down on the ground next to the quilt. The affection became more and more serious. It turned out that it was not her illusion, but the sound of footsteps, although she had deliberately made them light. The footsteps were very mixed, there must be a lot of people, and the direction was exactly where they were, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

At the same time, the feeling of uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger. Gulan did not dare to delay and put on her clothes and called her sons, Daya and Erya.

The moment his owner sat up, Dahei changed from lying down to standing up. Suddenly his ears moved, and then he looked outside warily.

When Gulan called AnAn, in the carriage Xiang Yunjin also opened his eyes, and his dark eyes slightly frowned. Why did Gulan call AnAn and the others at this time? It was too abnormal. Thinking of this, Xiang Yunjin also quickly dressed. When he got off the cart, he bumped into Gulan who was calling him,

"What's wrong?" Xiang Yunjin supported Gulan.

"Listen carefully." The facts were more convincing than her words. She continued, "Please keep an eye on my son. I will go and inform the village chief."

In the silent night, the slightest movement will be infinitely magnified. If you listen carefully, you will still discover something. Gulan believed that with Xiang Yunjin's ability, he would definitely make some discoveries. Thanks to the sudden palpitations, Gulan now realized that it was a warning to her, not the heart disease she suspected. I just don't know if this is also an ability given to her by the original owner, and it has happened more than once.

The original owner really loved this son!

The uneasiness in her earts was too strong. No matter whether the owner of the footsteps was coming towards them or not, they had to be on guard just in case.

Gulan's words startled Xiang Yunjin for a moment, and the next moment he let go of his five senses to feel. After knowing each other for these days, this guy is not a person who shoots without purpose. Something must have happened? Almost the moment he carefully felt it, Xiang Yunjin realized that something was wrong, and then his dark eyes looked into the darkness. Many people came over here, Xiang Yunjin narrowed his eyes.

Gulan, who was going to inform the village chief, shouted when passing by Li's tent, then woke up the sleeping village chief and quickly informed him of the situation.

Hearing this, the village chief came out with his clothes on and instantly came to his senses. His expression also became serious. It was indeed abnormal to travel in the middle of the night. If it were anyone else, Village Chief Li might have thought he was having hallucinations or dreaming. But Gulan was different. This guy was the first to discover that they were in danger several times. Gulan was worried that they had to prepare in advance regardless of whether there was danger or not. He thought for a moment, then picked up the broken gong in the hand of a villager who had come over to keep watch after hearing the noise and started beating it hard.

Gulan's movements were quite noisy, and the people on night watch noticed it immediately, so when he moved, they also moved closer. His reaction was the same as the village chief's. He was shocked in his heart and seemed to hear some noise vaguely. His expression became solemn.

As the village chief struck the gong, they each ran to their own place, urging their family members who had been awakened to clean up quickly.

Li Da was the first one to put on his clothes and come out because of Gulan's shout as he passed by. He looked at Gulan who was walking towards him, feeling confused and a little uneasy. Gulan's voice made Li Da, who was dreaming, almost jump up. The whole family was confused and looked at each other. Just when they didn't know what was going on, they heard the sound of a broken gong.

"What's wrong?" Li Da rushed to Gulan and asked.

"A lot of people are coming here." She turned around and looked at the night solemnly, the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Li Da's eyes tightened, and he turned back to his tent without saying a word. While notifying his family, he quickly packed up the important things, then walked out of the tent with his family and pulled the ox cart to gather in the open space.

The situation of the tents is still unclear so we won't move them for the time being and there is no time to move them. We just hope that these people are just in a hurry to get on with their journey.

The mobility of the entire Lijia Village had been trained over the past few months, and soon the open space was filled with people. As usual, the elderly, children, and women were surrounded in the middle, and the young and middle-aged people were on the periphery. The experiences of these days have taught them a truth: the more scattered they are, the easier it is to be defeated one by one, and unity gives them a greater hope of survival, so they will never flee hastily unless it is absolutely necessary.