Shuangling Mountain, this is a wasteland outside Wuqing County, five miles to the east. The so-called Shuangling Mountain is named after two small mounds that are connected.

The refugee concentration camp designated by Pang Shiyan in Wuqing County was settled in this place.

When Su Mo and the four of them arrived here, dozens of simple shacks had been sparsely erected in the open space of Nuoda.

There were many people sitting or lying around the fires that were lit in several places, one in the east and one in the west. The uniform appearance of these people is that they are ragged, their eyes are dull, except for the uncontrollable shivering in the cold wind to show that they are alive, but more importantly, it is a kind of dead numbness.

This is the victim.

Su Mo no longer had the heart to dwell on the gap between himself and Bao Qingtian. When he saw these victims for the first time, he couldn't help but tremble.

In later generations, I don't know how many times I have seen refugees in the newspapers, on TV, and on the Internet, although I sigh every time, I never imagined that when I was really there, the impact and shock given to him were so intense.

Something must be done for them, something must be done! This is a sentence that Su Mo repeated in his heart after he came back to his senses.

Wuqing is only a central county and does not have a special garrison. The person assigned by Pang Shiyan to be in charge of the resettlement here was Yang Chong, the county warden. There are only a dozen servants under his command, scattered among the nearly 300 victims, like a drop in the ocean. I have to be busy registering and making records, maintaining order, and setting up a pot to boil porridge, and I am already busy with dizziness.

After figuring out Su Mo's identity, this Yang Dian's undisguised long exhale, clenched his fists, and left only a sentence of "This place will be handed over to Su Officials", and then fled as if he was a girl.

Su Mo was stunned for a long time, and it was easy to react. I want to jump and scold, but where can I find someone?

As soon as the Yang warden left, the remaining officials looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while. The big guys stared at the big guys, and they all looked at the Su official who had just arrived.

Su Mo's chest rose and fell sharply, and finally he let out a long breath, his eyes swept around everyone's faces, and he stood on a large rock.

The officials looked inexplicable, but most of the victims were indifferent, and among the hundreds of people, only a few people raised their eyelids and glanced at them, and then lowered their heads again, and returned to their deadly appearance.

"I know you're suffering. It's not easy to come all the way here because you're tired, tired, hungry, sleepy, and you don't want to get up when you sit down. Even, perhaps, many people think that it is better to die than to suffer this living crime again, am I right?" Su Mo's eyes widened with anger and he shouted loudly.

There was a slight commotion among the victims, but then they fell silent again, as if the previous throbbing was only a slight ripple of stagnant water.

Su Mo's eyes narrowed, not discouraged, and said loudly: "If you don't answer, that proves that I am not wrong." But what I want to say is that you, you people who are still alive, are bastards! all cowards! you are all beasts!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the officials suddenly changed greatly, and they involuntarily clenched the whistle stick waist knife in their hands, and looked around nervously. I only complained bitterly in my heart, and secretly scolded the county magistrate for not knowing what nerves to have, and sent such a little hairy child to command indiscriminately.

Since ancient times, disaster victims have often been associated with another name, that is, "chaotic people". It is precisely because these victims have almost no hope of surviving that once they become rioters, they immediately become terrible rioters who do not want to die.

If the hundreds of victims of the disaster are in chaos right now, don't look at them all as dead and alive, but these dozen or so officials on the spot are really not enough to stuff people's teeth.

Zhang Heng and Li Zheng glanced at each other, and suddenly remembered that on the way here, the conversation between the official and the old Taoist about cannibalism made the refugees' eyes begin to glow green. For a while, I couldn't help but have my teeth chatter, and the noodles with weak legs were like, if I didn't rely on the whistle stick in my hand to support it, I was afraid that I would immediately collapse to the ground.

Compared to the fears of the officials, the reactions of the victims were eerily plain. There were also many people with angry expressions on their faces, and the commotion in the room was more violent than before, but it was only some, and no one retorted or cursed.

These people have really become walking corpses. There was no hope, no head, and he escaped from under the iron hooves of the Tartars, but he could not escape hunger. Persevered from the clutches of hunger, but did not escape the bitter cold. Escape from the shadow of the bitter cold, only to find that there is still a demon called disease.

What doom awaits them when they escape from illness? These people who are alive now have escaped the previous doom again and again, but even if they get here, they still haven't changed.

There was no food to feed them, no clothing to keep them warm, no land to feed them, and no shelter from the elements. No, still nothing.

They are not allowed to enter the city, and apparently they will not be allowed to stay. Although they give alms of porridge and water, how long can they carry it? one day, ten days, or a month? Even if it is a year, what about a year later?

Maybe they can continue to escape, but when will the escape end? What will there be but death at the end?

As for saying that the young man above scolded them, hehe, everyone is going to die, who cares if they scold two sentences? With the strength to refute, maybe they can take two more breaths.

As a result, the commotion gradually subsided again and turned into stagnant water again. It's just that maybe they didn't realize it themselves, although the backwater is still backwater, but after all, there are beginning to be waves. With a turbulent backwater, is it still a backwater?

Su Mo watched quietly, not in a hurry. It is useless for these people to rely on charity alone, and if you want them to live, you must let them raise their own desire to live. The previous words are just a small stimulus, and they need more and bigger stimuli. He wants to stimulate their desire for life through more intense stimulation each time.

"Look, you don't even have anger. Su Mo sneered contemptuously, stretched out his hand and pointed at them, and continued: "Although you don't speak, I know that many of you are scolding me in your hearts and calling me cold-blooded. You are all so miserable, and I am still insulting you. ”

"Hey, did I scold you wrong? You feel miserable, you feel unlucky, you feel hopeless. But, have you ever thought about the people who died under the Tartar swords, those who froze to death on the road, those who starved to death and collapsed, and then the bones of those who were pecked by vultures and had no bones left, they, compared to them, where are you?"

"When you get here, at least we will put porridge for you, although you can't be full, but at least you have food in your stomach; when you get here, although you don't have a sheltered house, at least we have helped you build a grass hut to withstand the cold wind; compared with those who are dying and looking forward to getting here, how miserable can you be?" Answer me!"

This continuous contrast is like a bomb, listening to the ears of the victims and ringing in their hearts.

The previously calm stagnant water fluctuated again, and this time, this fluctuation was no longer as peaceful as before, but faintly showed signs of flowing.

A flash of joy flashed in Su Mo's eyes, and he added more strength, and said in a low voice: "Folks, I invite you to take a look, take a good look, and look at the people around you." There are your fathers and mothers, your brothers and sisters, your sons and daughters, and they need you! Even if the whole world has abandoned you and abandoned you, but you, you can't abandon yourselves, because your relatives, they need you!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the crowd in the field roared, and it was completely commotionous. Countless cries, shouting fathers and mothers, calling sons and daughters, looking for brothers and sisters, the voices are connected, and the voices are mourning.

At this time, the officials had long lost their initial fear and resentment, and then looked at the immature figure standing on the boulder, and their eyes showed respect.

This young man, facing so many victims alone, did not say anything without fear, and through his words step by step, he completely awakened the dead and numb heart. In contrast, the county magistrate with a sad face, the warden who ran away when he heard about the change of guard, really lived to be a dog.

At this moment, the wails below are getting louder and louder. Su Mo didn't stop it, but just waited deliberately for a while, let them vent a little, and then said again: "Folks, at least, you are still alive! Aren't you? As long as you live, there is hope! God doesn't give us hope, we earn it ourselves! The land doesn't give us hope, we fight by ourselves! Folks, I ask you to believe in me, and even more so to believe in yourself, and I am willing to work with you to rebuild your own homeland." Tell me, would you like to?"

The crying of the victims gradually stopped, and they all turned their eyes to the figure of the young man standing like a pine, with exploration, excitement, longing, and a little disbelief in their eyes.

"This little ...... My lord, dare to ask what Fang just said about rebuilding the homeland, ......what do you mean? Could it be that this Wuqing County is willing to take us in?" a man in his thirties stood up and asked.

When these words were asked, everyone couldn't help but be silent, and for a moment the audience was silent, and they all looked at Su Mo with hopeful eyes.

Su Mo took a deep breath, and then, with a determined look in his eyes, he said in a deep voice: "Fellow villagers, I am not an official, and I have no right to answer whether you can stay now." ”

The victims were stunned, and the luster in their eyes dimmed for a moment. The man who got up to ask questions also had a miserable face, sighed silently, and said with a miserable smile: "It's our wishful thinking, don't blame the big ...... Xiao Lang-kun. ”

In the crowd, the cry rose faintly again. But I suddenly heard Su Mo's voice sound again, "This big brother, fellow villagers, although I have no right to answer whether you can stay, I am willing to help you fight for the right to stay." Now I just want to ask, if you can, whether you are willing, with your own hands, with your own hard work, to rebuild your homeland. No matter how much hard work it takes, no matter how barren the land is. ”

The crying suddenly stopped, and all the victims looked at Su Mo in a daze, and the faces of the officials also changed greatly. Tianji Old Dao frowned, and he stopped talking.

"Xiao Langjun, you ...... Is what you're saying true? Can you really ...... Can you help us?" asked the man who had answered before, trembling all over, eager and frightened.

Su Mo didn't answer his question this time, but just raised his voice again: "I just want to listen to your answer now, tell me, whether you are willing, pay your own hard work and rebuild your homeland." Tell me!"

The victims in the audience were silent for a while, but they did not wait for a moment......

"Yes!

"We will, we will, we will!"

"Yes, yes, we are willing! Thank you, Xiao Langjun, thank you Xiao Langjun for running for us, woo woo ......"

"Ask Xiao Langjun to help us and implore the county lord, don't drive us away again, my daughter really can't walk, woo, if you can, the slave is willing to pay any price. Woowoo woo ......"

Cries, shouts, pleadings, and thanks mingled into a huge wave. In the end, it came together into three words: I do.

Su Mo breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, and his strength was finally not in vain. As long as these people's desire to survive is aroused, the rest will be done. As for the question of leaving these victims behind, he had already made up his mind before he asked them if they would like to.

"Everyone, be quiet. ”

When everyone's mood stabilized a little, Su Mo shouted loudly again. All the voices suddenly followed, and they all held their breath and looked at them.

"Since everyone has this will, then, let's start with what we can first, without waiting or relying on it. Will you listen to my arrangement?"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"I'm willing!"

There was another harmony, Su Mo was very satisfied, his eyes turned to the man who stood up first, and asked in harmony: "This eldest brother, dare to ask the surname Gao." ”

The man hurriedly bowed down and replied: "Don't dare to ask Xiaolangjun, the little one's surname is Chu, and his name is Yushan." ”

Su Mo nodded and said with a smile: "In this case, Brother Yushan, I ask you to organize everyone, with a group of ten people, and each group will elect a team leader to be responsible for managing the affairs of each group." If you have any questions, please report them to your team leader first, and then the team leader will inform me. In the same way, my orders will be communicated to everyone through the team leader. ”

Chu Yushan hesitated slightly, and then agreed.

Su Mo said: "The second thing is to organize all the old and weak women and children separately, responsible for taking care of the sick people, and helping everyone cook and light the fire in their spare time. ”

Chu Yushan bowed down.

Su Mo nodded, then turned his head to look at the officials, and said in a deep voice: "Have you counted the total number of people here?"

An old man in his fifties stepped forward, bowed down and said, "Back to Xiaolangjun, the existing number of people has been counted, a total of two hundred and ninety-two. ”

Su Mo nodded, and said, "Then have you counted, how many are the young and strong, how many are women, how many are children, how many are the elderly, and how many are sick?"

Sweat broke out on the old officer's forehead, and he didn't know how to answer. Su Mo frowned, and turned his head to look at Chu Yushan, "Brother Yushan, please also assist this official to make statistics as soon as possible, according to my requirements." ”

Chu Yushan bowed down, and the old servant also hurriedly received the order.

Seeing that there was no problem with the two of them, Su Mo said again: "Now that the cold has not passed, it is really difficult to resist these shacks alone. Brother Yushan, when the grouping is completed, please cut down and quarry the stones immediately, and build fifty wooden houses here. Each cabin can accommodate 10 people. The couch is made of stone clay in the house, and the specific method of making the couch is to draw drawings for you when I turn around. ”

Chu Yushan should be, but there was a flash of hesitation on his face.

Su Mo smiled: "Brother Yushan, if there is anything you don't understand, it doesn't matter, just ask." ”

Chu Yushan hesitated, and then whispered: "Xiao Langjun, there are less than three hundred people here, according to one room for every ten people, thirty rooms is enough, why build fifty rooms?"

Speaking of this, he was afraid that Su Mo would suspect that he would not contribute, so he hurriedly said: "It's not that the villain is lazy, it's just that I can't do more useless work, but to build a wooden house, the wood and stone things needed are always materials, and it's a pity to waste them in vain." ”

Su Mo's eyes flashed, he looked at him deeply, and said with a smile: "I heard Brother Yushan's words speak clearly, and he can calculate so quickly, but he has ever read a book?"

Chu Yushan was stunned for a moment, then his expression was gloomy, and he was silent for a while, then he nodded lightly and said in a low voice: "My father was a talent in the second year of Hongzhi, but he failed to enter again, and he has been working as a private school in the village since then. The little one is fortunate to have been taught by his father since he was a child, and he knows some words. ”

Su Mo was stunned, hearing him call his father, and his expression was quite sad, expecting that his father was afraid that he would die in this disaster, so he sighed in his heart, so he didn't ask anymore.

Picking up the previous words, he said: "This northern difficulty is reported to be widely implicated, and after you, I am afraid that people will come one after another." Wuqing County is small, manpower is insufficient, everyone is the end of the world, and it is also a wish to do something for the follow-up compatriots in advance, so that they can have a shelter from the wind and cold after they come. ”

Chu Yushan showed a look of admiration on his face, and nodded again and again. Su Mo smiled again: "The reason why I asked you to build fifty houses is of course one of the reasons, and the other is to house the sick. Among these patients, the mild symptoms are grouped together, and the severe ones are grouped together, so that the infection can be eliminated to the greatest extent. ”

Chu Yushan suddenly realized. But he heard Su Mo say again: "In addition to these fifty wooden houses, I also asked Brother Yushan to lead people to build two latrines in the four directions of everyone's residential area, using large wooden bluestones, and dividing them into men and women." Under the latrine, it is necessary to draw live water to flush it, and everyone will be relieved in the future, and they must go to the toilet to solve it, and if there is a violation, they will be driven out of Wuqing immediately. This matter, Brother Yushan must remember it carefully and convey it carefully. ”

Chu Yushan was confused when he heard it, but he had his own thoughtless introduction before, so he didn't ask more questions this time. Su Mo, who listened to it, said that he would be driven out if he violated it, and he was suddenly awe-inspired, and secretly told himself that he must carefully instruct everyone, and he did not violate Xiao Langjun's order.

After Su Mo arranged these, he waved his hand and let Chu Yushan go. Then he gathered all the officials together, and ordered them to assign one person to each cauldron to take charge of the grain, and to oversee the distribution of porridge. The rest of the people, divided into two groups, one group patrolled the camp. The other group waited for the lime to arrive and then sprinkled the entire camp. At this moment, everyone was convinced of him, and they all obeyed his fate.

After everything was arranged, Su Mo let out a sigh of relief, only to feel a burst of emptiness in his abdomen, and looked up to see that the sun shadow was westward, and it was already past noon unconsciously. From going out in the morning, this continuous work, where is the reason not to be hungry.

Seeing that he was done, Lao Dao Tianji came over, stroked his long hair, and said with a straight face: "Su officials are incomparably capable, this sacred heart shows thunderbolt means, and all kinds of arrangements are ingenious but orderly, and I admire the poor way." However, if they come together, how can the poor road stay out of the matter? Nothing else can help, and the poor road should contribute a meager effort to this matter of medical diagnosis and treatment. ”

The corners of Su Mo's mouth twitched, he was silent for a moment, and then raised his eyes and said, "Since the Dao Elder has this heart, the kid is grateful to everyone on behalf of him." It just so happened that the kid once got a magic formula, if he could do it, he would be born and benefit the world. It's just that the medicinal materials needed, it's inconvenient to find, I don't know if Chang Ke is willing to contribute?"

Lao Dao's eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously: "Where is it? The medicinal materials are fine, and the poor Dao can go into the mountains to find them in person." It's not a poor way to boast, there are really few poor people in this world who don't know the herbs, and the Su officials just have to rest assured. ”

Su Mo's face showed admiration, and he said solemnly: "In this way, there will be a long way to go." Listen up, the main medicine of this Ninety-Nine Guiyuan Pill is: Wanying Spirit Root, Soul Devouring Flower, Scorching Sun Grass, and Yunze Phantom Fruit. Most of the other excipients can be found in secular pharmacies, so don't bother. Oh, by the way, and finally there is a spring called the Nine Shadows Spring. Well, that's all, Dao Chief, I'll leave this matter to you. The well-being of thousands of people and the safety of all living beings in the world are all in the hands of the Taoist. ”

Balabala said a lot, and at the end he pronounced a Buddha horn and added a trumpet, and then he left with a chatter.

Tianji was left alone on the spot, his eyes were blank, and he twisted his long beard with one hand, full of shame but also excited.

This recipe, just listening to the name of the main medicine, you can know the extraordinary thing. I have been cultivating for decades, and I don't want to have an opportunity today, this little Su Langjun is really my own destined person.

It's just that where are these medicines?

The old Tao was chattering, his eyes were wandering, and he was crazy. I don't know how much I twisted in my hand, and I don't know how much I twisted down.

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