My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 151 Dead
When the bright light appeared a second time, Xin Wenyuan jumped off his horse and told everyone to stop.

After blindfolding the cattle and horses with strips of cloth, they continued forward.

I wasn't quite used to it at first, but thankfully Ma Tong is a kind person.

After all, it only blocked most of the strong light. After the horses slowed down and walked for a while, the cattle and horses gradually adapted.

As the light shone down on the entire earth, even those wearing two layers of blindfolds could feel the scorching brightness from above.

Xin Nian used her mind to search the clothing and hat section and found a sack of baseball caps.

It's one of those little red hats that they give out to tourists for free on every trip. They even have the words "Jiangnan Travel Agency" printed on them.

Xin Nian took them out and threw one each to her father, her brother, and Chang Mianmian.

The brim of the baseball cap was pulled down, and it seemed to block the light quite well.

At that moment, panicked cries came from the convoy ahead.

Han Zhaochi and Jue rode off to take a look, and returned with grave expressions, saying to everyone, "The horse has fallen, and blood is flowing from its eye."

Everyone was startled and blurted out, "Should we tie two more cloth straps to our horses?"

“That won’t do. If it’s completely dark, even the horse won’t be able to see the road.”

"Ask Fourth Master."

"Yes, yes, let's ask Fourth Master what to do."

Xin Wenyuan had already dismounted and waved to the crowd.

One by one, everyone dismounted.

"Many carriages and horses have overturned ahead, blocking the road. Let's wait a bit."

Beyond Camel Peak, there is only a dirt road. In ancient times, only officials who wanted political achievements would think of building roads first to benefit the people.

The roads are usually dirt tracks, full of potholes and very difficult to travel on.

The path they were on was narrow and rugged with rocks on both sides, making it difficult for vehicles and horses to pass. Xin Nian rode over to take a look and then came back to tell everyone, "We still have a long way to go."

She frowned and said, "It's not just one or two cars that overturned; things are scattered all over the ground, and they're still cleaning up."

"Just rest here for a while, and remember not to look up at the sky."

Everyone agreed and chimed in, suggesting that they take advantage of the time to cut a few more blackout cloths for the cattle and horses.

If it weren't for Fourth Master's foresight in tying the cloth strips around their eyes first, even the cattle and horses would probably go blind.

Although everyone was silently going about their work, they were all feeling uneasy and uncertain.

Why do these days feel like they're getting more and more agonizing?
Although no one said it aloud, everyone was having their own doubts.

One disaster after another, and we finally look forward to dawn, only to find this level of brightness. Isn't that a bit outrageous?

Xin Nian would go to check on things every quarter of an hour, and when she came back, she would sigh. Her sighs made everyone's hearts hang in suspense.

When she returned with a sigh for the third time, Xie Ninglan couldn't hold back any longer and asked impatiently, "What's wrong? Why are you sighing? What's going on up ahead? It's been almost an hour and a half, haven't you finished getting things sorted out yet?"

"The horse is dead."

"what?"

Chang Mianmian ran back and blurted out, "Auntie, those cattle and horses first had blood coming from their eyes, then they collapsed and couldn't get up, then they convulsed, and then they died."

The situation was explained clearly, but it frightened everyone.

"How did he die?" someone exclaimed.

"Those people who looked up at the sky earlier only experienced severe eye pain, and even after Physician Cheng gave them a few acupuncture needles, they didn't die."

“Perhaps it’s because their constitutions are different,” Chang Mianmian thought for a moment and answered them. “Not all of the thirteen horses that fell died.”

"More than half of them died, leaving only five, but they looked like they were in terrible pain in their eyes and couldn't walk any further."