The first cause of all realms

Chapter 245: People eat each other when they are hungry! (first update)
There is no rooster crowing in a hundred miles, and there is no human habitation in a thousand miles.

The tragedies that had only been heard of once became reality, and the shock was so strong that it cannot be added.

The grain transportation teams from all directions, walking in the empty and barren field, were all shocked, no matter what they were originally, they became taciturn as if they had been drained of energy.

The death of the rabbit and the fox hurt its kind, and so does the human being.

No one can see the tragic situation of their compatriots and remain indifferent, especially the peasants, government servants, and soldiers transporting food. Seeing this tragic scene, they all think about themselves.

In the face of natural disasters and man-made disasters, they were just lucky not to be born in Deyang Mansion, but if such a disaster fell on them, it would not be any different.

Powerless, depressed, sad, sad, fearful...

The overwhelming negative emotions swept down, making Li Chuang almost unable to breathe.

Li Chuang is like this, and so is everyone else.

The entire Deyang Mansion seemed to have turned into a deadly purgatory.

Disaster relief, in particular, has become difficult.

On the desolate and dilapidated land, no one knows where the hungry people are, let alone whether there are still people alive.

A grain transportation team came from Delin Mansion, Shunde Mansion, Mulin Mansion and other places, and scattered in all directions like solitary geese, looking for hungry people and human settlements.

It is also summarizing the disaster and casualties in Deyang Mansion.

Any intelligence can be gathered based on talents. Under such an environment, even Jin Yiwei and the elite warriors of the Six Sects feel helpless.

In the past, when they needed information, they only needed to find the strongholds stationed in various places to get what they wanted, and at worst, they could also collect it from other populations.

However, in such a desolate place that is nearly thousands of miles away, the methods of the past are useless, and we can only collect them with the most primitive methods.

Inch by inch search and interview.

In a shady place at the foot of a mountain, a huge porridge shed was set up, and the smoke from the cooking diffused along with the aroma of porridge and rice. Farther away, a large number of civilians, government servants, and soldiers were building temporary residences.

Xu Wenji walked in the desolation, looking out of the porridge shed, there was a vast expanse of starving people who were almost inhumane, the corners of their eyes were sore, but they could no longer shed tears.

"I remember that 37 years ago, when I entered Beijing, I passed by Deyang Mansion. At that time, Deyang Mansion was full of thousands of rivers and thousands of hectares of fertile land. Although there were still people who couldn't eat enough and couldn't wear warm clothes, it was considered a rare kindness in Qingzhou. landed..."

Xu Wenji murmured to himself, as if he was talking to Yu Qiu Zhanyu, or he was talking to himself, or to the princes who lived thousands of miles away in the temple.

"The Deyang Mansion back then was ranked among the top three among Qingzhou's prefectures, with vast hectares of fertile land, tens of millions of people, and sufficient money and food..."

Looking at the increasingly old and stooped old man beside him, Qiu Zhanyu's voice was a little hoarse, and his heart felt sore and uncomfortable.

Even if they saw too many harsh Jinyiwei, after entering the Deyang Mansion, many people couldn't bear it and yelled like crazy.

Surrounded by waters, bred by thousands of rivers, and inhabited by tens of millions of people, the Pearl of Qingzhou has become like this, who can remain indifferent?

Perhaps many years later, what happens at this moment will only be a cold "year-old starvation, and people eating each other." 'Six words, but at this time, it is still the wailing of thousands of people. .

Seeing that there seemed to be a lot of victims outside the porridge shed, but there were far fewer victims than imagined, the two were speechless for a while.

Especially Qiu Zhanyu, until he came to Deyang Mansion, he still didn't believe that the disaster in Deyang Mansion would cause tens of millions of people to flee.

"This is a natural disaster, but also a man-made disaster."

Qiu Zhanyu's face was ashen, and he wanted to kill:
"Is it Liansheng Sect again?!"

The disaster in Deyang Mansion did not happen overnight, but lasted for more than two years.

But for such a long time, no matter whether it was the officials of Deyang Mansion, the policemen of the Six Doors, or the shadow of Jin Yiwei, there was not a single word from them.

There is absolutely no other school in Qingzhou that can have such means, except for the Lianshengjiao.

Xu Wenji didn't speak, and walked a few steps quickly. When he came to a fast horse that had just arrived, the knight on the horse reined in and dismounted, holding a thin blind child in his arms.

This is the first child he has seen since entering Deyang Mansion.

"My lord, this child was found in a cave not far away..."

What did the knight want to say, Xu Wenji bent down, handed the pancake in his arms to the child, caressed his skinny body, and asked:

"Why are you in the cave?"

"...My father, my father took me there, he, he said that there are many bad people outside, and took me and mother to hide in the cave..."

The thin blind boy chewed on the pancakes and spoke inarticulately.

"Where are your parents?"

"I don't know... Later I couldn't see it anymore. My father said that my mother had gone to another place. Later, my father also left, leaving me some meat and fishy water..."

The blind boy said.

"grown ups."

The knight couldn't bear it, he leaned forward and said in a low voice:
"In the cave, there are indeed two bones, a man and a woman, and some traces of smoke. It should be the father of this child who poked his eyes blind, and then..."

"say no more!"

Qiu Zhanyu let out a low cry, and supported Xu Wenji.

"Where is Nie Wendong?"

Xu Wenji pushed him away, expressionless.

"The terrain of Deyang Mansion is complicated. After Mr. Nie left the porridge shed here for food relief, he went south.

The porridge sheds along the way were all left by him, counting the time, he should have arrived near Deyang Prefecture, which was the most prosperous before, even if there is a catastrophe, it can survive..."

The knight bowed in response.

Qiu Zhanyu frowned deeply.

In order to cleanse the forces of the Four Great Families, he and Xu Wenji came later, and they brought people to Deyang Mansion until the Four Great Families were completely defeated.

Before that, the disaster relief was carried out in the Niewen Cave that wiped out Changliu Mountain. They traveled all the way, and many of the porridge sheds they saw were left by him.

"Is it Deyang Fucheng?"

Xu Wenji nodded, and ordered his subordinates to take care of the porridge shed and refugees here, and head towards Deyang Mansion together with Qiu Zhanyu.

Before getting on the horse, Xu Wenji looked back at the barren and chaotic land behind him, feeling sad and unspeakable.

Whoosh!

Leaving food behind, the group of people rode fast. As they approached Deyang Mansion, the population gradually increased. When they saw Deyang Mansion City in the distance, Xu Wenji stopped suddenly.

call~
The rest also stopped.

Xu Wenji got off his horse and walked to the nearest porridge shed. There were quite a few refugees gathered here, but it was much better than what he saw when he came here, at least not without a trace.

However, there are still dishes.

After looking at the big pot for cooking porridge and rice one by one, Xu Wenji didn't say a word, Qiu Zhanyu dropped his chopsticks casually, and the porridge and rice in the pot was so thick that the chopsticks stood up.

"There seems to be nothing wrong with this porridge, right?"

Qiu Zhanyu frowned.

The chopsticks floated up, and the heads fell to the ground. These porridges were cooked legally, and there was really nothing wrong with them.

"Let me ask you, who set up this porridge shed, and when was it set up? How many pots of porridge and rice can be cooked every day, how many victims can be relieved?"

Xu Wenji looked at the man cooking porridge and rice, and asked in a deep voice.

"what?"

When Dou heard the question, the man trembled, a little flustered, and his tongue was slurred:
"me……"

"Sorry!"

Suddenly, the neighing sound of a steed came from a distance, and the man trembled when he heard it, and the nearby refugees were also startled, and they knelt down one after another.

Even the one holding the porridge bowl is no exception.

call!
A group of knights came in a hurry, and when they saw Xu Wenji and his party from a distance, the middle-aged man in front of his head tightened his expression, and then he dismounted and walked quickly. Before he could reach him, he knelt down:

"Student An Sizhi, pay homage to Master Xu!"

"Master Deyang Palace, An Sizhi."

Hearing this name, the faces of the people behind Xu Wenji all turned cold. Even Qiu Zhanyu, who has always been prudent, almost wanted to hack him to death with his sword.

"Si Zhi, Shen Zhi, the name is excellent..."

Xu Wenji looked at him expressionlessly, and asked the four questions he asked the guy before.

"Uh…"

An Sizhi's expression changed slightly, and he reacted quickly, responding:
"Outside Fucheng, the students set up 320 porridge sheds, and cooked 190 pots of porridge and rice per shed every day. In the past two years, they have helped the victims of disasters, 28 people!"

"More than two years, more than two years..."

Looking at the crowd of refugees crawling in panic outside the porridge shed, with disheveled faces and skinny like skeletons, Xu Wenji sighed:
"You did a great job!"

Zheng!
Before he could sigh, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and pulled out the Yanling Saber from Qiu Zhanyu's waist, and with just one blow, he chopped off the head of An Si with a startled face!

laugh!
The blood was sprinkled on the ground, the inside and outside of the porridge shed were shocked first, and then fell silent.

Pfft!
The corpse fell to the ground, splashing ashes, and the crowd who followed were shocked when they saw this scene. They never expected such a thing to happen.

Without waiting for their reaction, Xu Wenji had already sheathed his sword, his old face full of unconcealable anger and killing:

"From all over the Deyang Mansion, all the officials will arrest them. If anyone resists, they will be killed on the spot!"

……

……

Whoosh!

In the hot and bleak autumn wind, the chariot pulled by the dragon horse was traveling in the wilderness. Yang Jue stood on the dragon horse and looked around, even with his state of mind, he couldn't help feeling chilly.

His five senses are extremely sensitive, but at this moment, even if he raised his five senses to the limit, he couldn't catch any sound except the wind.

Desolate and lonely, purgatory everywhere.

"No wonder Sanxiao Sanren couldn't bear it, and would be so solemn..."

Yang Ju murmured, feeling a little twitching in his heart.

With the painful experience of being a refugee beggar, he has always had a deep impression of famine, but seeing this scene in front of him, he knows what terror is.

What the autumn wind blows is not only weeds, but also bones.

Natural disasters?

Man-made disaster?

"This……"

The carriage stopped, Qin Si and Zhao Kun got out of the carriage, looked around the bleak world, and for a moment, they didn't know what to say.

They have been to Deyang Mansion.

But just because I have been here, I feel more and more chilling and terrifying.

"call!"

After a long time, Yang Qiu withdrew his eyes and turned to look at Qin Si:
"As soon as possible."

　It's a bit late, but two must be there, and three must be fought for.

　
(End of this chapter)