Hunger, disease.

The Taoist looks at each other, and the hunger pillow is on the side of the pillow.

There was no green in the vast wilderness, and hundreds of refugees looked numb and walked slowly in a certain direction. On this road, you could see a corpse covered with rotten meat from time to time. Mosquitoes and flies circling, maggots squirming, and a thin and sunken child with dry cheeks squatting beside him, swallowing his saliva, reaching out to grab a few and stuffing his mouth. His eyes were as fierce and decisive as a lone wolf.

Suddenly, he kicked him.

She fell forward and fell violently.

What's strange is that she didn't look back at anyone kicking her, and she didn't care about the pain in her forehead, and crawled forward and ran forward. The person who kicked the person didn't seem to expect that she would have such a reaction. She was stunned for a moment. The next moment she reacted and strode forward to chase the person.

"Don't run!"

"Little bastard!"

"Stop it for me!"

Although the two had a very different body shapes, the child, under the urge to survive, burst out with potential and jumped quickly. Her heartbeats like a drum, and she didn't dare to stop at all. Because she knew very well what the consequences would be if she was caught!

She would turn into pieces of roasted meat like the exchanged neighbor brother, smelling the greedy soup in a pot.

"Don't run--"

"Damn, the little bastard runs fast!"

The man was as thin as a skeleton covered in human skin. He hadn't been full for a long time. The last time he slapped was the day before yesterday. He was not physically strong and worried that catching the little girl from behind would cause the other party to struggle strongly and consume his strength in vain. So he attacked and kicked him hard from behind. He thought that this kick could not get up, but he expected that the other party would jump faster than a rabbit.

"Bah——You're lucky!"

This scene was also seen by a group of refugees.

There was no adult around that little girl, either she was lost with her or she had an accident, and no one would care about her such a child who disappeared. If her life was stable, they might be willing to be a good person, but now they are all clay Buddhas crossing the river and they are unable to protect themselves. How can they still have the strength to pay attention to other people's affairs? Haha, it's a purity to see.

The team made of numb people is still slowly squirming.

They fled all the way, either lost their property or were plundered by countless soldiers and bandits, and had no food all over their bodies.

At the beginning, we could still make some food, but as the refugee team grew bigger and bigger, the food became more and more difficult to get. In the end, there were grass roots to eat grass roots, and there were barks to eat bark, and then drink water if there was nothing. Some strong young men would get up secretly in the middle of the night, disappear for a few hours, and come back before dawn. They didn't say it, but everyone knew it in their hearts.

The big guys became more and more pale and thin, so hungry that they didn't even have the strength to speak, but these people remained a little rosy.

Until the end I was so hungry.

Change the child to eat, and eat to satisfy your hunger.

But this method doesn't last long.

The refugees looked at each other with fierce and beastly hunger, but no one dared to break the balance first. Because no one dared to guarantee that they would move quickly, or they might turn into a meal on the plate. Some people starved to death and died of illness one after another.

Their deaths continued this delicate balance for several days.

finally--

The atmosphere was still broken.

But it is good news.

A refugee who had been missing for a long time came back with good news.

There is a place nearby recruiting soldiers. If you are selected, you can eat and eat until you are full! They want both men and women, both elderly and children. As he said that, he took out a lot of dry food from his arms and spread it out for people to see: "These are enough to eat!"

Gudu—

The loud sound of swallowing fell into everyone's ears. They thought it was someone else's, but in fact it was theirs.

A dirty child who couldn't tell the original appearance stretched out a pair of black hands and snatched two pieces of his dry food with lightning speed. He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard with a ferocious expression. Seeing this, the refugees were so angry that they wanted to slap them.

The little girl opened her sinister and fierce eyes, avoided his hands that were about to tear people, and shouted with a lake in her mouth: "You are just enough to eat, what's wrong with me eating you?"

When she screamed, the refugee was unwilling to stop. He was so angry that his back teeth were rubbing constantly, and he squeezed out his words: "Yes, you have enough food... but you are not educated, you have a mother and don't teach her. This is to be distributed to everyone, how can you rob it?"

The little girl stared at her eyes and said nothing.

I patted my chest and took a long time to take a picture of the dry food stuck in my throat. The other refugees also divided it into a few small pieces. The dry food has been stored for a long time, and the taste is a bit sour and tastes worse than mud, but many people were moved and crying.

The refugees who took out the dry food spoke comforting.

"Why are you crying? Let me go with me, and everyone will fill your stomach together! Chen Jun, Chen Jun knows? He lacks everything in his hands, but he doesn't lack food. The tyrant was not dead before, and he robbed all our food. He didn't give it to us? The elders and villagers forgot that they can fill their stomachs with him!"

Then, the refugee vividly said that he had the treatment after joining the recruitment, he had enough food and dressed well, and that day was so good that he would not change him to be the king! Some people came from Yanzhou in the crowd, so naturally they knew that Chen Tang was gritting his teeth and evenly giving out food to help the victims when the war was at its most tense! The people in front of him were full of enthusiasm, and they immediately believed six or seven points in their hearts.

At this time, the little girl was still questioning.

"You said you were well dressed?"

The refugee said, "Yes!"

"Then why are you still dressed so hard?"

The refugee questioned almost had a heart attack. He looked at the girl with a vicious murderous intent, but he quickly calmed down. He was also a little anxious and thought about the reason before everyone was shaken and suspicious, and even turned around: "If I had put on the good clothes given by Mr. Chen, I would have been robbed long ago. It would be beneficial, so I would naturally have to focus on my own people first. What's wrong with you, a baby? Do you shame everyone? What a bad heart!"

Although the girl noticed something was wrong, she was still young and would be at a loss when facing so many people's eyes that were disgusting.

She realized the malicious gaze around her and chose to remain silent.

Without her, she jumped out to argue, and the blueprint drawn by the refugee successfully hooked a group of people who were starving until their eyes turned black, weak all over, and only thoughts were left in their minds. Most of them had a herd mentality, and seeing more and more people chose to believe, they followed them. The little girl wanted to run away, but was pinched to her shoulders by a thin and powerful hand.

"Let me go—"

"Child, it's too dangerous for you alone."

As he said that, he took her away without saying anything.

She struggled without success and was secretly twisted, and was even threatened in a low voice: "No matter how honest she is, I will be you now!"

Seeing those eyes terrified, the refugees were satisfied.

Perhaps because of hope, these people finally had a little smile on their numb faces. For the sake of food, they were eager to understand everything about this great man, Chen Jun. Several of them wrote fake news out of vanity.

It was normal to fake news at the beginning.

For example, if you don’t disturb the people when fighting, you will also give food to the refugees.

After that, the style of painting changed in an outrageous direction.

For example, there is not enough food and lack of medicinal materials. In order to save his mother, a filial son risked his life to stop Shen Jun from asking for help in the street.

This Chen Jun was sympathetic to the common people, so he actually ordered someone to take a knife and cut the flesh and blood from his wrists. The filial son cooked the flesh and blood and took it for his mother to take it. The next day he became full of energy.

"Hiss-Is this fake?"

Some people think about the scene of cutting flesh with a knife and hurt their hands.

Someone immediately jumped out to refute it.

"How could it be fake? I saw it with my own eyes. The village next door was plague and was about to die. Mr. Chen gave me a bowl of blood and poured it into the well water! Guess what? The whole village drank the water from this well and it was all gone in a few days!"

"Yes, yes, yes - I have heard people say that." Another refugee echoed and said something similar.

Then some people said that Mr. Chen would turn into food.

"A moment of wave of his hand, a granary was full!"

"Really true?"

"What I saw with my own eyes can still be fake?"

As more and more people say "How is the village next door", "How is my relative", "I heard someone on the road"... everyone completely believes that this Chen Jun has the ability to make them eat and dress well.

Even if they picked up their weapons and went to the battlefield, they would just give them a head, but Chen Jun, who had three heads, six arms, ten feet tall, and muscles, raised his hand and filled a hundred and ten thousand stone granaries. How could he be stingy with them for a meal?

As the rumors became more outrageous, no one questioned them anymore.

No, some people still question it.

The girl huddled in the corner bit her lower lip and her eyes rolled in a slight way, trying to find a way to escape. She didn't believe in Chen Jun. The food was so precious. Those noble people didn't eat enough, so how could they give them the untouchables? The adults around her were talking lies, and some of them were inconsistent with the forewords, and only the fool would believe it!

Before she could think of a solution, the horse's hooves approached.

The refugees were nervous and nervous in an instant.

The refugees who came to recruit soldiers with dry food breathed a sigh of relief, and could not see any panic on their faces. They smiled and gugued. The ingenious soldiers gradually relaxed their expressions, glanced at everyone, and said, "It's a good job!"

After praising the man, he turned his head over again.

"You can rest assured!"

Although his tone was stiff, he was not as fierce as those soldiers and bandits.

These horse-riding soldiers did not rob them, and even sent one person to lead the way. When the refugees saw this, they cried with joy. With hope in their hearts, their weak steps became much stronger. Half an hour later, a camp appeared in their sight.

The camp is not large in size, and soldiers patrol everywhere.

The refugees who recruited soldiers pointed ahead and were strong: "Just here, when you go in, everyone will have something to eat!"

"There's something to eat..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo there is something to eat..."

The camp did not stop them. When they heard that they were here to recruit soldiers, they simply let them go. Then they were divided into two parts: men and women, and sent to different areas. The continuous dry food that everyone expected was not delivered, but was sent to a pool.

"June, when can we have a meal?"

The soldiers looked up and down at everyone: "Wash it first."
To be continued...