Three Hundred and Eighty-Nine: Dongqing Earthquake (21)
They did not relax their vigilance. About a dozen people continued to point long guns at them, and two more people were sent forward to check with torches.
When the torch was illuminated, I saw a dozen carts hidden in the dark, with medicinal materials and food on them.
"It's a non-venomous black-tipped snake. One bite won't kill you, so stop howling."
Another person came forward holding a torch, and by the light of the fire, they discovered that the snake was still biting the pale servant.
The man identified it carefully and realized that it was a non-venomous snake that was very common in the wild. He raised his hand and picked it off, rolled it up into a ball in his hand, and then threw it hard with his strong right arm, and the snake was killed. It was thrown far and wide, and after a while there was the sound of shaking vegetation.
After hearing this, the servant stopped trembling. He lowered his head and saw the wound on his wrist. The blood was bright red and there was no sign of poisoning.
"But you still need to rinse it with clean water and apply some swelling-reducing medicine when you get back, so that the wound will heal faster."
The movement here also alerted the people in front of the team, and the team stopped.
At the front of the team, the man dressed as a scribe had gloomy eyes, like thick ink that couldn't be melted away, "What happened?"
"I found a group of people who were acting suspiciously. They claimed to be helping the people of Shangjing transport food and medicine."
Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows lightly, "Oh? Take me to see you. If you are really doing good for the people, why do you need to be secretive?"
"Sir, Meng will come with you." There is a strong man with a thick beard next to the man. His muscles seem to be bursting out of his body. The muscles are one by one, and you can tell at a glance that there is something inside. What kind of explosive power.
Huang Tan took a thousand guards and five hundred shi of food and entered through the collapsed east gate of another part of Shangjing City.
The Forbidden Army held hundreds of torches high, and from a distance it looked like a slow-moving fireball floating in the air.
Huang Tan half-squinted his eyes and saw the surrounding situation clearly through the firelight, and couldn't help but sigh - natural disasters cannot be resisted by human beings.
Shangjing, which was bustling and bustling two days ago, has now been reduced to ruins, and the night wind carries an unspeakable stench.
He took out the handkerchief from his arms in disgust, held it to the tip of his nose, and raised his hand.
"Walk--"
At this time, a feeble cry for help came from under the collapsed ruins on the side.
"Help...help, help..."
Such a weak voice, paired with the darkness of the night, was a bit breathtaking.
The guards were in a commotion, and many of them looked frightened. Huang Tan's expression remained unchanged and he waved his hand.
"It's important to announce the decree, don't delay it."
Shangjing seemed to be a dead city. Even a great eunuch like Huang Tan, who was accustomed to the world, could not help but stand on end at this moment.
Jiang Pengji lived in the east of the city, and the camp was also set up in the east area of the city. Huang Tan and his party entered the city from the east gate. The distance between the two was not far. In addition, the candles in the camp were not extinguished, making them very conspicuous in the dark night. It would save Huang Tan the trouble of finding someone.
"Is Erlang Liu here?"
Huang Tan led the people to announce the decree, which caused quite a stir along the way. Feng Jin saw it from a distance and was prepared to receive the decree in advance.
Feng Jin said, neither humble nor arrogant, "Erlang leads people to search and rescue the people. He won't be able to come back for a while, so please ask the angel to rest for a while."
Huang Tan seemed to be looking intently, but he had actually scanned this crude and improvised camp with his peripheral vision.
His ears were filled with the painful groans of the injured, and there was some medicinal fragrance floating in the air, but more of it was the strong and choking smell of blood. After smelling it too much, I always felt that my stomach was churning, and there was a sour smell in my throat, "This is all What does it taste like?”
As a great eunuch, Huang Tan was pampered and pampered. As a son of a noble family, could it be that Feng Jin grew up rolling in the mud?
He couldn't bear it, but when he thought of the plight of the people in the earthquake, these discomforts were nothing.
Feng Jin saw him frowning and thought of a compromise, "Forgive me, Angel, but the camp is rough and unclean, and there are many injured people. In order to prevent the people's filth from hitting the Angel, Jin boldly asked the Angel to stay in another place. , Jin then sent someone to call Erlangjun back.
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He coaxed Huang Tan to one side and waited. A small shed was set up there with a smoker and sandalwood burning, which diluted the smell in the air.
Huang Tan sat down on the horse and swept his eyes widely.
Seeing a bunch of hill-like shadows in the distance, he pointed and asked, "What is that?"
Now that the wind was tailwind, the smell coming over there was particularly foul. If it weren't for the two incense burners beside him, he would have vomited.
Feng Jin looked along, showing a wry smile, and said, "Replying to the angel, those are all the people who unfortunately died in the earthquake. The weather is hot now, and there are many flies, so the corpses are not easy to preserve, and they will decompose in only three to five days." They were full of maggots. The corpses were stinky and rotten, and if not handled properly, they could easily lead to various diseases. So during the search and rescue, these corpses were dug out and buried later.”
At first, Huang Tan could still listen calmly, but as Feng Jin spoke, the blush on his face slowly receded, turned pale, and then turned livid... His eyesight was not bad, and he could see clearly in the night. The outline of a pile of "hills"...
Such a high "hill" pile is actually made of corpses...
Thinking of this, Huang Qin couldn't bear it anymore, his stomach turned, and a stream of yellow acid came out of his mouth. Among the filth, there were undigested abalone, shark fins, fat and other things... Feng Jin secretly looked at it. With one glance, a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After waiting for a stick of incense, Huang Tan thought of the shadow of a "hill" not far away, and became more and more unable to sit still, feeling as if he was sitting on pins and needles.
Fortunately, at this time, "the sound of nature" came from the distance, and the real master Liu Xi arrived.
Huang Tan had met Liu Xi, a noble boy with a handsome appearance and a proud demeanor. If he had been a year or two older, he would have been the beloved man admired by countless girls in his boudoir. Now that they meet again, Huang Tan almost suspects that his eyesight is dim. Is the person in front of him actually Liu Xi?
Jiang Pengji saw Huang Tan's dazzling look, then lowered her head to look at her own image, frowning secretly in her heart.
She knew that she now looked like a beggar who hadn't bathed in two or three years. Her sleeves were torn and stained, and her clothes were stained with blood and other filth. The original color couldn't be seen at all. The gray stains were mixed with sweat, and she was dead. It's so stuck on my face that I can barely see its original appearance.
Not to mention that Jiang Pengji's hands were bloody and bloody, and the thick coarse cloth tied to her feet was worn away by her until only a few fragments were left.
Let alone beggars, even those who have been on the run for more than ten years look cleaner than her.
"Erlang Liu received the order."
Seeing that Jiang Pengji looked so miserable, Huang Tan couldn't help but look away, feeling a surge of emotion in his heart for no reason. He believed that Liu Xi really had a benevolent heart and only served the people, not those pretentious insects who could say a lot of things with a nice mouth. Flowers, but their hands were motionless.
"Liu Xi, a common man, kneels down to welcome the emperor's holy will."
Huang Tan took out a roll of delicate silk from his sleeve, slowly unfolded it, and read in a high-pitched voice.
Another place——
"Hey - long time no see, why is Xiaoyu so embarrassed?" The young scribe rode on the horse and smiled with some interest.
Xu Ke's eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
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