The night in Wucheng is very quiet. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past, this northwest city was quiet and beautiful, but it was not rich and rich, but it also rested at sunrise and sunset.

Today, everything is broken.

There was a violent aura everywhere, and there were desperate and hasty eyes everywhere. It's like the walking dead everywhere.

This city is dying.

There was no news from the imperial court, and the sacrificial temple did nothing. This city, which is waiting for rescue, is suffering.

The aimless hope of the day, and the quiet of the night, made it more and more difficult to bear the fear. Little by little, the fear lingered in my heart.

Therefore, the night of Wucheng is already a feared existence for everyone.

At night, it's cooler. But the ground is hot, and it burns when you lie down.

Ye Shizhou was wearing shoes, and he could feel the heat. Not to mention the aimless people walking around outside.

I have anticipation in my heart, and I can't sit still. I can't be idle, and I'm waiting for the rescue to come all the time.

Finally, it didn't take long for the night to get dark. Outside, a scream broke the silence of the night sky.

As soon as the shopkeeper's eyes changed, he quickly climbed upstairs and blew out all the candles.

"The place where the trouble is going on is a little closer to here. The shopkeeper's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at the four big men with some worry.

Although there were four men in the store a few days ago, some things were avoided. But because the place is far away, it's just some residual warmth here.

But today, it's on the adjacent street.

"The anger in the city is too heavy, the sun is strong during the day, and the hunger is gone. At night, it often erupts. The shopkeeper said. He looked a little irritated.

The shopkeeper returned to Beijing ahead of schedule, and I don't know if I have arrived.

Nowadays, it is useless to pass on the books of flying pigeons, and almost all the livestock in the city are dying one after another. The flying pigeon will die in the middle of the flight for three or five days.

"Does the government care? What about the yamen?" The old lady was still awake at the moment, but she was a little dazed and not very sober.

The man guarding the door took a sip.

"What yamen, yamen didn't do it before. Before the drought, it was said that we were alarmist and resolutely refused to report to the imperial court. I think it's because I'm afraid of ruining his merits, but he's going to change places in the next two years, so naturally he doesn't want to have an accident, so he can just get through. There was some disdain in the words.

"Some time ago, when he saw that people were beginning to die in the city, he sent two groups of men out. There's no news yet. He's also afraid of riots in the city, right? Ha, let all the soldiers guard the three layers inside and three layers outside the yamen, this brute!" The eyes of the few people guarding the gate turned red.

Ye Shizhou lowered his eyes slightly, and his mental power at night was a little more irritable than during the day.

It can be seen that the anxiety in everyone's hearts has reached a critical point.

The brink of an imminent outbreak.

"Help me.... I hurt all over.... Give me something to eat..."The mournful shouts grew louder and louder.

"There's nothing left, I can't eat it...."Someone was stuffing something into his mouth, and then a chaotic sound sounded. It seems to have been snatched up.

"I found this root, it's mine!ah, you are not allowed to rob it, you little brutes, get out!" the screams were louder and louder.

There seems to be a fight going on outside.

"Is there any rice, and is there no food.... You skins and blood, all the food is handed over!"

A group of people swarmed up and poured into the rice and grain shop that Ye Shizhou saw before the street entrance.

The grain boss inside had already moved away, and the tables, chairs and benches were smashed by the irascible people at the moment.

Some people cried loudly, others broke down and sobbed. There are also people who are angry and scolding.

All the negativity erupts at night and is emitted at night.

Dominated by fear, panic, and despair, the strings in their brains became tighter and tighter.

At this moment, the footsteps are getting louder and louder, and they seem to be getting closer and closer. More and more people poured out of the streets.

"The court must have given up on us.... The court has abandoned us..."

"Isn't the sacrificial temple a self-proclaimed god? Worship every year, hand over the sacrificial money every year, worship all day long, and worship the temple all day long, don't we care about the sacrificial temple?"

"Oh my God, save Wucheng. Wucheng is going to die, Wucheng is going to die...."

"There was no water, no food, and the fields were cracked, cracked. The crops are all gone, there is no ....." The voices of the crowd were full of despair.

His dehydrated voice was hoarse and dry, and he seemed to feel the smell of blood when he spoke loudly.

The shopkeeper inside is also a local, and he is still in this inn, just because he eats enough esophagus every day. I can just let her take some home with her.

Hearing the heart-rending cry outside, his tears also fell in a loud voice.

The sky of Wucheng is about to fall.

The people will not be able to bear this natural disaster, and they will not be able to bear this despair.

Wucheng is crying at night, and Wucheng can't bear such people.

"I know, there's food, there's food. There are outsiders!!" A loud cry made the shopkeeper's face suddenly pale.

"There are outsiders, I see it. I saw it! Outsiders from Sangcheng, more than a dozen carriages, food and water, everything!"

The people, whose minds had collapsed, went mad.

Hearing that there is food and water, the whole person is crazy. Hearing the word "Sang Cheng", his brain was even more dizzy.

"They all live in the Wufu Inn, they are all in Wufu!" The poignant and hoarse voice pointed to the Wufu Inn on the street corner, and his eyes lit up.

Under the moonlight, everyone's faces were yellow and thin, and they could hardly see their human appearance. Because of the exposure to the sun, almost all of them were dark.

The deep-set eyes are a little terrifying. The despair and horror inside are terrifying.

"It's not good, block the door!" the shopkeeper hurriedly shouted, and picked up the kitchen knife on the table.

Standing nervously with the fat cook in the backyard behind the four courtyards.

There was a cacophony of footsteps rushing towards us. Among them, you can still hear a few robs, and all of them are robbed.

Ye Shizhou sat calmly in the hall, and dozens of women dressed in white beside him were quiet and silent.

A group of snow-white and expressionless women sat in the room, and at first glance, they were a little crazy. The faint look in his eyes made the shopkeeper couldn't help but stand a little farther away.

Don't expect them to be afraid.

After all, they are crazy and even afraid of themselves.

The footsteps outside the door are getting closer and closer, and the clanging seems to be getting closer and closer from far to near.

The people who have lost their minds have long since lost their eyes cloudy, and their minds are full of hunger and fear, and little by little they eat away at what little hope remains.

The sky over the city was shrouded in dark clouds. The moonlight is covered by layers, and there is not a single ray of light in sight. The whole city of Wucheng was shrouded in ashes.

The protruding star in the sky is shining brighter and brighter. It was so bright that even ordinary people couldn't help but take a second look, as if to guide the way forward.

The high priest kept his face calm and looked into the sky several times. Only then did his hands tremble slightly and said, "Northwest, something happened." ”