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

Chapter 238 As if Entering an Illusion
This is what it looks like for an ordinary survivor who has fled the famine.

These nobles in the capital should have lived quite well at first, at least they had carriages for transportation.

Now it's such a mess...

Those horse-drawn carriages were either stolen, or the horses died of heatstroke halfway through the journey.

The ambient temperature is almost at the limit that the human body can withstand.

In the absence of water, being able to survive for a few hours is already a testament to one's strong willpower.

"Sister-in-law," Shang Weiyi said, her voice faltering, "Let's not talk about this anymore, can we go inside and talk?"

Xie Ninglan glanced back but didn't see the little cotton-padded jacket. Even Chang Mianmian, who always loved watching the excitement, hadn't come along.

"Lord Xie, Lord Xie! Is that you, Lord Xie?" As he spoke, a man, barely breathing, was carried forward by his son and reached out to Minister Xie and his son inside the barrier.

"For the sake of our past as colleagues, I beg Lord Xie to be lenient."

"Imperial Censor Yan, you?" A hint of surprise flashed in Minister Xie's eyes. He had only come to see what was going on, but he never expected to see so many familiar faces.

How did you get here?

"Oh dear, that's a long story. We're in mortal danger, and we're so hot and thirsty. Please let us in so we can talk."

Xie Ninglan had already sent someone to the wooden house to call Xin Nian. Looking at the crowd outside the barrier, she said, "Please wait a moment."

"What are you waiting for! Waiting and waiting, are you hoping we'll all die of heat outside? Xie Ninglan, I knew you were deliberately getting revenge. Did you plant this grove? Why can't we go in?"

Xie Ninglan had no memory of her surroundings, so she didn't recognize the slightly overweight woman yelling at her. Seeing her wearing a dirty short-sleeved undershirt and jumping around without any regard for her appearance, the more she looked at the woman, the more she resembled a monkey...

Although they didn't know each other, Xie Ninglan didn't tolerate the other person at all and retorted, "Don't tell me, I really did plant this forest. You can only come in if I want you to; if not, you can only get lost."

"Xie Ninglan." The slightly plump lady glared angrily.

"Try beeping at me again? I'll come out and beat you to death. What the hell are you? Jumping around like a dog. You seem to be in good spirits. You'd better stay outside."

"Thanks……"

"Dai Mei!" Imperial Censor Yan turned around and shouted angrily.

She then bowed to Minister Xie and his wife, saying, "My sister speaks without thinking; please forgive her, Lord Xie."

Minister Xie glanced over and saw that this Imperial Censor Yan was a generation younger than him, but he looked older than him at this moment... He had been ravaged along the way and was practically unrecognizable.

"It's not that we don't want you to come in, it's just that we're really powerless to do so. We'll have to wait for my granddaughter to arrive before we can make a decision."

Outside the woods, the people looked at each other, racking their brains to figure out who Xie Shangshu's granddaughter was.

Before being summoned, Xin Nian was secretly observing Xiao Jinzhi outside his room.

These past few days, Xiao Jinzhi's cultivation of supernatural abilities has yielded no results, which has instead made her feel inexplicably irritable.

It's all that brat's fault. He said a few ambiguous and pointless things to her before he went into seclusion, which made her a little uneasy.

Hearing that a group of noble families from the capital had fled to their residence, Xin Nian felt even more troubled.

Why did these people have to come to their camp of all places to escape to?

I finally settled in for a few days, and just thinking about it is already annoying.

Xin Nian followed the brothers from Dragon Tiger Stronghold quickly to the entrance of the forest. Through the barrier, they saw a group of oddly shaped people. "Girl, you've come!" Old Xin's eyes lit up. He quickly told the girl what had happened and asked, "How is it?"

Xin Nian frowned and sighed, "There are too many people and the space is too small. If they come in, there is no place to set up other tents. They can only squeeze in here on the outside."

"It's better to squeeze in than to die of heat outside." Xin Wenyuan looked at Shang Weiyi, who was staring longingly at him, and cleared his throat. "Shang Weiyi, the result of our discussion is that you can come in."

Shang Weiyi's eyes lit up. "That's great, Brother Wenyuan! Please tell us how to get in quickly."

"Let me finish," Xin Wenyuan interrupted him. "There are too many of you. Once you come in, you can only squeeze in on the outer perimeter. You can't disturb the residents of our original settlement, and you can't take other people's food and water."

"If you agree, you can come in."

"I agree, I agree, I agree." Shang Weiyi nodded repeatedly. "Brother Wenyuan, please stop talking so much. Let me go into the woods and rest for a bit."

Xin Wenyuan looked at his little darling and nodded slightly.

Xin Nian waved her hand dismissively, saying coldly, "Come in."

Shang Weiyi and the others were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to knock on the air barrier in front of them, only to knock on nothing.

Shang Weiyi quickly helped his wife up and called for the rest of the family to follow him.

Strange, there was clearly a door-like thing just now, but I couldn't open it no matter what I did.

The group crossed the isolation ditch and stumbled into the woods, where they were immediately greeted by the fresh scent of trees.

A cool breeze was blowing, and Shang Weiyi and the others were momentarily stunned, thinking they were hallucinating.

"Master, it's so cool here!" a servant said, his mouth dry and trembling.

The others immediately cried out in surprise and rushed in one after another without any rhyme or reason.

"Stop!" Xin Wenyuan shouted.

Without him even having to speak, the Zhao siblings from Longhu Village, Zhao Hu and Zhao Xun, led their men forward and lined up to block the reckless noblewomen from the capital.

"Don't wander around. You'll settle down here from now on." Xin Wenyuan turned to Liang Guang and instructed, "Go and inform everyone."

"Yes, sir."

Shang Weiyi saw circles of tents of all shapes and sizes. He rubbed his eyes and noticed three wooden buildings in the distance.
He rubbed his eyes again, confirming that he wasn't seeing things; the tent and the three-story wooden house were indeed real!
Look, others who flee famine can find forests, build their own wooden houses and tents, and settle down here in peace and contentment.

Their escape from famine was truly a journey of constant hardship. Along the way, they not only had to outwit and outfight various bandits and robbers, but in the end, they even wore out their oxen and horses.

No, Brother Wenyuan and the others are not fleeing famine, they are being exiled.

Look at Brother Wenyuan's wife, daughters and family members, their faces are all so fair and clean. Could it be that their Duke's mansion has risen to prominence on the road to exile?

"Mother, Mother, that peasant has water in his hands. I saw him drink water. Can you have someone fetch it for me, Mother?" A child who looked like a beggar tugged at the hem of the clothes beside the slightly plump woman.

The others followed the child's gaze and saw a young man holding a bowl and taking a sip of water.

Seeing everyone looking at him, the young man from Zhoucun became visibly nervous and stammered as he looked at Xin Wenyuan, "Regiment, Regiment Commander."

"It's alright, just move the water jug ​​from the doorway into the tent and get on with your work."

"Fourth Master Xin, what do you mean?" The slightly plump woman raised her eyebrows. "Are you treating us like thieves?"

"Don't you have any self-awareness?"