The fruit of killing life

Chapter 420

Yizhou Prefecture, Tanshan City.

Under the groggy twilight mixed with earthy smell.

A young man in short brown clothes with a rather big frame, but at this moment he was a little sallow and thin, was walking cautiously through the streets and alleys.

Not only was he looking around vigilantly, but he was also subconsciously covering his bulging skirt with his hands.

He didn't even care about exposing his bruised and swollen face.

"I went out of the city today to dig grass roots, and fought with others in order to grab the land, and it was hard to keep these harvests.

With this bag of grass roots, my wife and I can last two more days. "

What the callused palms protect is not the grass roots, but the hope of the husband and wife to survive.

"Yesterday, I heard that His Royal Highness King Jing of Dengzhou Prefecture next door issued the "Announcement to the People".

As long as you enter Terengganu, you don't have to worry about starving to death. If you have a skill, you can still get paid.

I, Xu Wenkang, are not only a well-known good blacksmith, but also can read and write. Xiaofu's female celebrity is even more outstanding. If I can escape to Dengzhou Prefecture, I will definitely be able to do something.

However, the Yizhou government has set up checkpoints at various levels. If you want to pass the customs, adults need to pay [-] Wen, and children pay [-] Wen. If you escape privately, you will be executed if you catch them.

A few days ago, in order to buy high-priced food in the treasury, my family had already spent all their savings for many years. How can I get out?
I just hope that His Royal Highness King Jing, who is said to have captured Dongchang Mansion, can come to Yizhou Mansion sooner. "

In the eyes of Xu Wenkang, an honest commoner.

In this mysterious world, there is no such thing as flying into the sky or escaping from the earth, with mystical powers and magical powers. There are only daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, and two meals a day.

But even this humble wish cannot be fulfilled.

Last year was flooded, and this year there was a severe drought, and the drought was particularly severe.

There is no harvest in the field all year round, which is a devastating blow to ordinary farmers who have no food in hand.

Craftsmen such as blacksmiths and weavers will inevitably be affected, and it is impossible to be alone.

He hurried into an alley.

"San'er, San'er, where are you my San'er, come out quickly, don't scare mother!"

It happened that a crazy woman passed by him, calling out a baby name repeatedly, as if she accidentally lost her child.

But Xu Wenkang clearly saw that she was holding a dead child with bruised skin in her arms, and there were many flies and insects lingering around, buzzing.

Xu Wenkang didn't have much fear of the dead, but he couldn't help feeling a little pity.

In troubled times, everyone is a miserable person. This woman probably couldn't accept the fact that her child died, and she was clearly completely insane.

Watching each other gradually go away.

But when the woman passed by a small alley, she saw a few thick and powerful arms suddenly protruding from the dark alley, pulling her in.

After just a few whimpers, he disappeared without a trace.

"live"

Xu Wenkang stretched out his hand, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't take the step to save people.

Gritting his teeth bitterly, he turned his head and left.

"These days, the daughter of Cui Dahu's family in the city has been serving porridge at the west gate, and Xiaofu and I also drank two bowls.

Not only is he beautiful but also kind-hearted, and there are countless living people.

But such a good person, just because he returned to the city last night a little later than usual, he couldn't find him anymore.

When he was discovered again this morning, his whole body had been eaten away by a group of scabies-covered refugees!

Mrs. Cui, who had been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha all her life, passed out from crying on the spot.

It's just because the blind fortune teller in Xicheng said that the fresh meat of a pure and good person is the best medicine in the world, and it's the best way to get rid of illness.

After the refugees heard about it, they had evil thoughts.

I can't be a good person in this world, my wife is still waiting for me to go back, I can't be a good person, no! "

The virtuous housekeeper's wife, Xiao Fu, is Xu Wenkang's greatest spiritual support up to now.

With a pure character, knowledgeable and courteous, Xu Wenkang regards it as a lifetime blessing to marry her.

If he was gone, he couldn't imagine how his wife could continue to live in this world.

but.

When he carried the bag of hard-earned grass roots in his arms, he walked carefully through the back alleys and returned to his home.

After calling out his wife's name a few times as if asking for credit, unexpectedly he didn't get any response.

Xu Wenkang suddenly panicked.

"Xiao Fu, Xiao Fu!"

He rushed into the bedroom of the two of them, only to see three thousand Wen Jianming Tongbao neatly stacked on the table, and a piece of letter paper under it.

Seeing the three thousand coins, Xu Wenkang's heart skipped a beat again.

With trembling hands, he picked up the letter paper and read his wife's last letter with tears in it.

"Seeing the words is like a face, the concubine is loved and cared for by my husband, and I am satisfied in this life, but I know that I can't drag my husband's life, and I can only see my husband in the next life.
It is better for a concubine to go to the vegetable market if a couple dies of starvation all year round.If you get three thousand money, you can travel a mile with one stalk.

The texture of hibiscus is delicious when cooked, and the meat is eaten as wonton.The two arms are broken first and hung in the butcher's shop, and Xu cuts the stock and holds it for soup.

Fresh meat is not ordered, and the slices will fill the stomachs of hungry people.A few people are full of life and death, but fortunately, the black kite did not peck it early."

Instead of starving to death together as a couple, why don't I go to the vegetable market and get money to help my husband set out to survive. About a piece of meat can help you travel a mile.

In three days, my flesh will be buried in human intestines, leaving only a ghost. I hope to see you again in the next life.

After reading this letter, Xu Wenkang felt his eyes suddenly go dark, and he let out a cry like weeping blood:
"Xiaofu, without you, what's the point of me being alive?
You have to wait for me! "

Without hesitation, he threw away the grass roots in his arms, grabbed the three thousand dollars and wrapped them around his waist, and rushed to the innermost corner of the market in the city like crazy - Cairenshi!

At about the same time, Wang Yuan and Huang Wu Anbu stepped into Tanshan City in a car.

After unfolding [Dharma Bodies of Two Realms], they seem to be wandering in another realm, and ordinary Huangzhuan mages can't find their shadows at all.

It’s just that this time I went through [Ghost Gate] from Dushuo Mountain back to Dayan territory.

Along the way, they couldn't help suspecting that they didn't come to the world from fairy mountains, but stepped from fairyland to hell in one step!
It's unimaginable that in just one month, the situation in some places has collapsed to such an extent.

I thought that the prefecture of Tanshan City was at least slightly better than other places, but found that the misery was even worse than outside the city.

Not only did the government fail to provide relief to the victims of the disaster, but they were all too busy extorting money, trying to drain the last trace of oil from the people.

Pedestrians on the street seemed to be walking dead, and their eyes lost their luster.

When she got here, Huang Wu couldn't help scolding her useless younger brother repeatedly:
"It's really useless. It's been almost a month and I just took over a Dongchang mansion. When will I be able to kill here and kill all these dog officials?
When I get back, I'll send that bastard, Old Hei, to let them all know what real efficiency is!

It really pissed me off! "

Wang Yuan could only pat the girl on the back to calm her down, but he didn't dare to say a word for his cousin.

It's hard to blame him for this.

The people of Dayan were registered and compiled according to the household registration of the people, the stove, the Confucianism, the doctor, the yin and yang, the craftsman, and the army.

As of the 15th year of Jianming, when there was still a general ability to rule the whole country, the national population was about 6000 million according to the imperial court statistics, and there was evidence in the Yellow Book.

However, those immortal officials with unpredictable powers in [Nine Soldiers] have calculated more accurate figures.

Those people who are registered to provide taxes to the dynasty, plus various hidden households, actually have a total population of about [-] million living in the land of Kyushu in Dayan.

The 4000 million that does not need to pay taxes is actually the "dragon spirit" embezzled by the powerful, gentry, Taoists, and temples everywhere.

From public to private, constantly lying on the country's body to suck blood.

The burden on the remaining 6000 million people will naturally become heavier and heavier, and sooner or later they will completely collapse.

Up to now, everyone is treated equally. In the troubled times, there is no distinction between good people and hidden households. In troubled times, ups and downs, drifting with the tide, everything can not be controlled by oneself.

As the disaster year after year continues and intensifies, it will not come to an end until the number of dead people equals the food production.

Then persist until the end of the Little Ice Age and start the next warming cycle.

Even [Corpse Jiexian] cannot be saved.

At this moment, Huang Wu suddenly let out a light snort.

"Xiaoyuan, have you smelled it? What's so fragrant? Who's stewing meat?"

Wang Yuan turned his head and saw that a corner of the desolate market was bustling with people, which was completely different from other places.

[Ghost Ear Report Listening] The scene there was transmitted back in an instant, and his expression also changed slightly.

A large pot was set up in front of the stall, and the broth was boiling, overflowing with aroma.

But it is not pork or mutton that is tumbling in the pot, but vomit~
This is the "vegetable market" for the common people to sell meat!
A [Yin Shrine] was placed so generously at the entrance of the vegetable market.

As long as someone dies, the soul will be completely refined immediately, and there is no possibility of reincarnation at all.

In troubled times, people are like ants, and their lives are like worthless things.

In the past, the bloody scenes that could only be seen in places like "Wine, Sex and Wealth Buildings" now blatantly appeared in the downtown area.

The world is really muddled, and people are weird.

Just when Wang Yuan didn't know what to do with this miserable scene, he suddenly saw a man rushing into the vegetable market like crazy holding a bunch of copper coins, his eyes were red, and he yelled mournfully:
"It's not for sale, we're not for sale, return Xiaofu to me!"

(End of this chapter)