Dachen Village was now thoroughly chaotic, a complete mess.
Clearly, this was a premeditated plunder, starting with landlords like Guo Xiangshen, then radiating out to encompass the entire village—looting as much as possible.
The whole village was full of refugees, indistinguishable from ghosts, wailing, accompanied by screams of agony and the villagers' cries of pain as they fought back.
In less than an hour, seven or eight people had already died, including villagers and refugees.
When Chen Ku quietly returned to the dilapidated cave, he found his mother and sister-in-law holding Hu Zi, still safe within. He didn't disturb them.
After feeling relieved, he headed back to his own house.
He found that it had indeed been broken into by the refugees. The outcome of the night's events was already clear. His home, being dirt poor and having no grain stored, didn't have many valuables to lose; it was just thoroughly ransacked.
