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The crypts inhabited by coolies were dark and damp, and hundreds of people were often crammed into narrow caves, and they had to curl up at night to fall asleep.

The defenders here were only 500 men, and in order to prevent riots, the Baidi people only gave these coolies one meal a day, and they were all thin, and a strong young man could not eat at all, and he did heavy physical work during the day, and some people often fainted or fell ill with hunger.

Bai Di people's way of dealing with it is also very simple and rude, whether they are hungry or sick, if someone faints, they will be fed a bowl of gruel, and those who can wake up and continue to work can live, and those who can't be pulled out of the city and buried alive, anyway, in their opinion, these three thousand young people are no different from livestock, they are all consumables.

This night's dinner was a routine gruel, and the coolies were reluctant to drink it all in one gulp, all of which were sipped in small sips, but a bowl of porridge was only so much in total, and there was no fullness in the stomach, and the bowl was at the bottom.

Qian San is only fifteen years old, and it has been more than a month since he was arrested to work as a coolie, and he has not been able to eat enough every day for more than a month.

The coolies around him were taken aback, and hurriedly helped Qian San to lie down, and a man who looked older reached out and touched Qian San's forehead, and his face turned white in an instant: "It's not good, San'er has a fever!" ”

"What?" The coolies' faces also turned pale, especially the few men who had a good relationship with Qian San on weekdays, and their lips were purple with anxiety, "Fifth uncle, is San'er so feverish?" If you can't work tomorrow, you can... Those barbarians don't feed the sick! ”

The man called Fifth Uncle carefully felt the heat from the palm of his hand, and shook his head helplessly for a while: "It's not bad to burn, as long as you can eat a full meal, take a hot bath, and cover it in the quilt overnight, tomorrow will be fine in the morning, but here is a problem of survival, where is the food and hot water!" ”

Qian San was burned in a daze, his consciousness was already a little unclear, and his mouth was shouting hunger.

The five big and three rough men around all lowered their heads in shame, if it was something else, they could still help, but in this coolie camp, being sick means being abandoned, and no one can save it.

At this moment, a young man who looked to be in his twenties suddenly appeared in front of everyone with a bowl: "I haven't drunk my porridge yet, let's drink it for San'er first." ”

"Zhuangzi?" The fifth uncle glanced at the young man in surprise, "Aren't you next door?" How did you get here? ”

"Uncle, I came early, but there were too many people, and my brothers didn't see me." Zhuangzi smiled innocently, "The Bai Di people captured more than a dozen strong men yesterday, and we couldn't fit them in the cave, so they drove me here." ”

There are still some scattered villages around Beiqucheng, and I heard that there are many families on the mountains in the east, and the Baidi people often go out to plunder from time to time, and capture the strong men who have not had time to flee in the surrounding areas, which is not unusual.

"Alas, it's been so long, I can't think about staying here." The fifth uncle sighed, took the bowl handed over by Zhuangzi, and fed Qian San little by little.

After eating a bowl of porridge intermittently, Qian San's frowning brows seemed to relax a little, and he no longer shouted that he was hungry, but fell asleep.

"This porridge can only be used for emergencies, and the heat still can't go away." The fifth uncle put the bowl on the ground, "If you don't wake up and work tomorrow morning, and are discovered by those barbarians, San'er's life will definitely be gone." ”

It was already late at night, and the coolies who were tired on weekdays had already gone to sleep hungry at this time, but no one fell asleep at this time today, and hundreds of people were nervously surrounding Qian San, secretly praying that this little guy could survive quickly.

But this is not the first time this situation has happened, so far, no sick person has managed to survive, even if he can survive tonight, the disease will only continue to worsen without food and medicine, and finally be discovered by the Bai Di people, and his life will come to an end.

Half of Zhuangzi's face was covered in darkness, and he stared at the sleeping Qian San for a long time, and suddenly said, "Fifth uncle, I remember that there seem to be herbs around the quarry that can cure fever, right?" ”

"Well, there is." The fifth uncle was still full of solemnity, "If it was daytime, the brothers could have found a way to pick a few of them, but we couldn't go out in the middle of the night, so it was useless." ”

"It's okay, I'll go later, you can rest assured." Zhuangzi looked out of the cave with his palms in full swing, "I have figured it out, the Baidi people outside change their guards every other hour, and the outside of the cave is not as good as the gate, and the defense is not so tight." ”

The fifth uncle hesitated for a moment: "Zhuangzi, can this work?" Don't take the medicine and put yourself in. ”

"Just take a look." Zhuangzi smiled and patted his muscular arm, "I don't have confidence in escaping, I still have the ability to make a few herbs, but I don't recognize the medicine, you have to tell me what they look like." ”

The fifth uncle thought about it, nodded and stomped his feet: "Just bet on this!" You can't die for a half-old child. ”

After speaking, he repeated the location and general appearance of the herbs needed to Zhuangzi several times, and Zhuangzi pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

It's time for the Bai Di people to change the guard soon, and Zhuangzi walked out by touching the dark cave, although the men along the way were giving way, but it was still very difficult for people to walk.

When he was about to touch the entrance of the cave, a cold palm suddenly put on Zhuangzi's shoulder, Zhuangzi stiffened, pretending to calmly turn his head to look at the black shadow behind: "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

The dark shadow came closer, and through the faint moonlight at the entrance of the cave, I could see the face of a man in his mid-thirties.

The man seemed to be nervous, and the hand holding Zhuangzi's shoulder became harder and harder: "Zhuangzi, it's too dangerous for you to go alone, I'll come with you." ”

Obviously, even his voice was trembling with fear, but a glimmer of light flashed in Zhuangzi's eyes and he immediately covered it up, stretched out his hand to remove the palm of the man's shoulder press, and said with a smile: "It's okay, there are too many people and it's in the way." ”

The man wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all, just watched Zhuangzi disappear into the darkness with obscure eyes.

The Baidi people were heavily armed in the quarry, and the outsiders were allowed to come in or the coolies from the inside to flee, and there were only four or five sentinels guarding the entrance of the cave.

Taking advantage of the sentry's change of guard, Zhuangzi dodged out of the dark hole, and then immediately lowered his body, crawled in the low grass on the edge of the cave, and waited for the opportunity to slowly crawl forward.

The sentry at the head glanced indistinctly at the bushes where Zhuangzi was hiding, but quickly turned his head as if he hadn't found anything. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.