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

Chapter 207 He Left Behind

Xin Nian, always eager for drama, said, "They must have been kidnapped."

"Look at that face, it's so badly beaten you wouldn't even recognize your own parents. Is it really the Xiao Tingye you're talking about?"

Chi Jue nodded. "King Yu was naturally dull and cowardly. Look at his timid and hesitant movements. It must be him."

Xin Nian turned her head and saw the man blocking the road whipping Yu the King with a tree branch. Yu the King raised his hand to cover his head and face, looking trembling and pitiful.

Xin Wenyuan brushed aside the branch that was being swung at him, somewhat annoyed. "How dare you hit people like that?"

The man's face was full of resentment. "Our chieftain said that it was the corrupt and tyrannical court and the cruel and inhumane royal family that brought down this calamity to punish the people."

"These royal relatives are lazy, greedy, heartless, and morally corrupt. Therefore, Heaven has decided to punish them, and thus we ordinary people are also implicated! They all deserve to die!"

"Are you crazy?" Xin Wenyuan cursed irritably. "Natural and man-made disasters are because you don't protect the environment. Nature is showing its power to deter you."

After saying all that, I suddenly realized, wait a minute, this is ancient times, there's no industrial waste here...

Is it really because this scoundrel emperor acted so immorally that Heaven is punishing him?

Xin Wenyuan shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind.

Bah! He's a materialist, listening to these lowlifes spouting nonsense.

It must be because the ancients were unrestrained and cut down too many trees! Ecological imbalance led to frequent disasters.

Xin Wenyuan waved his hand, "I'm too lazy to talk to you about this. You should hurry up and find someone who can make decisions for you."

"The chief you mentioned, is he the person in charge of Tongxian County now? Invite him over for a talk."

The man who hit Xin Wenyuan glanced at him coldly and mumbled a few words to his henchman beside him.

Before long, a woman with a graceful figure and light steps arrived, surrounded by a group of people.

Xin Wenyuan thought to himself: What kind of chieftain is this? It turns out she's a female chieftain.

"Where did our guests come from?" the female chieftain asked with a smile, sizing up the two men.

Xin Wenyuan and Xin Mochen simultaneously cupped their hands to the chieftain, saying, "Chieftain, we have been fleeing famine all the way from Binzhou. We are just passing through and do not wish to cause any further trouble. We only hope that the chieftain will be lenient and allow us to pass."

The female chieftain smiled slightly, "Oh? You fled from Binzhou? How should we address you two?"

"Xin Wenyuan." Old Xin cupped his hands in greeting. "This gentleman next to me is my eldest son."

"Oh, so it's Master Xin and Young Master Xin." The female chieftain nodded and smiled, glancing at Xin Nian and the others. "Wow, Master Xin's group looks quite large."

"Indeed, but we are all unfortunate people who have fled here all the way. As more and more people gathered, we decided to travel together. We hope that the chieftain will let us pass. Thank you very much."

"Master Xin is joking. Look at your group, you all look so energetic, you don't look like refugees who have suffered a lot."

"It was also a stroke of luck. Everyone had found some food beforehand, and if we ate sparingly, we could survive for another two days."

"Those who pass through our county have to pay grain taxes," the female chieftain said with a slight smile. "My brothers just told you, didn't they?"

“Okay.” Xin Wenyuan nodded readily; paying a hundred catties of wheat bran was nothing to them.

His daughter had previously told him that if the other person asked for coarse grains, he should just agree.

My daughter said her farm was piled high with wheat bran, like mountains and seas.

Moreover, what she gave was not wheat bran produced in the Black Soil Space. Those grains all contained energy, and she wouldn't give them to anyone who wasn't part of her team.

Give two sacks of wheat bran, gathered during the apocalypse, to Tongxian County, and that will be enough.

There's no need to fight if something can be solved with a little food. Let's just get through this place smoothly and avoid a bloody battle.

The female chieftain wasn't surprised; judging from Xin Wenyuan and his group, they were clearly well-off. Having fled famine all the way, their clothes were still relatively new, indicating they were living quite comfortably.

However, the burly man behind her who had set up the roadblock couldn't help but feel a little regretful when he saw how readily Xin Wenyuan had agreed.

If we had known they weren't short of food, we should have ordered two or even three hundred catties of coarse grain earlier.

"Master Xin is very generous." The female chieftain smiled and nodded, gesturing for him to enter.

Xin Wenyuan turned around and ran to the mule cart, where he whispered a few words to his daughter.

Xin Nian nodded, pulled two bags of wheat bran from under her younger brother's bottom, patted them off, and handed them to her father.

"That female chieftain is a sorcerer, Uncle Yuan, be careful," Xiao Jinzhi reminded him.

Xin Wenyuan was taken aback, then quickly nodded.

He hadn't realized that the female chieftain was also a sorcerer. No wonder she could lead over a thousand people in Tongxian County; she was a talented individual.

When the female chieftain saw Xin Wenyuan carrying a hundred catties of coarse grains and walking briskly towards her, she couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.

He looks refined and frail, but I never expected him to be so strong.

The female chieftain smiled slightly at Xin Wenyuan, "My daughter's name is Cai Zhenhua."

Xin Wenyuan handed her both bags of grain. "One hundred jin. Can you walk now?"

Cai Zhenhua smiled at him again, "It's possible, but where do so many of you plan to go? There are very clean water sources underground in Tongxian County. Mr. Xin, you might want to consider whether you want to stay with us."

"Oh, no need." Xin Wenyuan immediately waved his hand in refusal, and casually made up a lie, "We still have to head north."

“The north is not peaceful these days.” Cai Zhenhua looked at Xin Wenyuan with a half-smile. “You might run into a Yan people’s raiding party. I’ve heard that those Yan people are brutal, savage, and bloodthirsty by nature. They rob anyone they see, leaving no one alive. Master Xin’s group has many ladies and young women. If they run into these Northern Yan people, they’ll be in big trouble.”

Xin Wenyuan found this female chieftain a bit annoying.

Just accept the grain and let them pass; why all this fuss and nonsense?

Who cares where they go? If they encounter the Yan people, they have their own ways of dealing with them, so why should she worry about it?

Xin Mochen cupped his hands in greeting and replied with a solemn face, "We can handle all of this. Please grant us passage, Chieftain."

"You're asking for it!" The men blocking the road roared angrily. "Our chieftain kindly advised you to stay, what, you don't want to come anymore?"

“Hey, Dong, since they’re unwilling, we don’t need to force them.” Cai Zhenhua waved her hand with a slight smile. “Let them pass.”

The man named A-Dong reluctantly responded and waved for his men to remove the roadblocks.

Xin Wenyuan turned his head and waved to the crowd.

Xin Nian and her group quickly followed and passed through the middle gate one after another.

Xiao Tingye, who was lying on the plank, suddenly moved and called out in a hoarse voice, "Sixth... Sixth Brother..."

He reached out and, with great difficulty, tried to tug at Xiao Jin's clothes.

Xin Nian moved very quickly, pulling Xiao Jinzhi to her other side.

The commotion was minor, but the female chieftain had excellent eyesight and immediately became suspicious. "Wait a minute."

"Is he calling you sixth brother?"

"Sixth brother?"

The sixth brother of King Yu, Xiao Tingye, is a unique identity in the world.