The scorching sun scorched the earth, and a long black dragon swirled around the scorched yellow earth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a group of outcasts.

Men and women, young and old, have only one expression on their faces - numbness.

They were originally honest farmers, facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and their ancestors had been digging from the mud for generations. But when they lose the land on which they depend, they become outcasts who are hated by all.

Ragged clothes, they don't care; Even the thin legs can't stop the pace of progress. They are a bunch of walking dead, and there is only one thing that can bring back the human brilliance of their blank eyes.

That's food.

"Horses! Dead horse! ”

A cry of joy resounded through the sky.

In the eyes of the homeless, there seems to be nothing that cannot be eaten except themselves.

They swooped down on the horse's carcass like flies, chewing at the decaying fur and flesh, scrambling to share the rare meal with the wriggling maggots.

Before some of the more sluggish ones could react, a highly decomposed horse carcass had been divided between the hungry refugees, and only a few bones covered in tooth marks were left in the charred earth to tell the story of what had just happened.

The fast runner feasted, the slow runner couldn't even catch a hair, so he could only stand under the scorching sun, the expression on his face changed from excitement to disappointment, and then slowly recovered to the numbness at the beginning.

Then continue to mechanically open your legs and walk forward.

Standing in the middle of the group and witnessing this, Takahara couldn't help but frown, he was probably the only one in the group who didn't want to eat the dead horse.

"It's disgusting....." he muttered to himself.

Indeed, the maggots of the white flowers rolled and wriggled on the rotting horse meat, and this group of people could pounce on them like vicious dogs to grab food, and even be willing to eat it, which really opened the eyes of the plateau.

But he is not surprising, for people in this era, it is already a great gift to have something to eat. Who cares what they eat in their stomach?

It has been almost half a month since I came to this strange place, and Gao Yuan has gradually begun to adapt to the current life.

When I woke up, I became a refugee who didn't know which era, at the beginning, Gao Yuan was indeed a little unacceptable, but people like him who were afraid of death did not dare to die, so they could only live in this troubled world, surviving for a long time.

Rather be a dog in a prosperous world, not a person in a troubled world, after all, what is written in the book is too pale, and there are some things that you will only understand if you have experienced it yourself.

"The second year of the Earth Emperor....", he looked up at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky and muttered to himself.

This half a month is not a waste, but he finally inquired about the current year name: the second year of the emperor.

It was only when he first confirmed the vintage from someone else's mouth that he really realized that he might have really crossed over.

In the second year of the emperor, it was the name of Wang Mang's new dynasty.

As a history graduate, he has fantasized more than once that if he travels back in time, he must use his knowledge to create a good foundation.

The eldest husband was born in troubled times, and when he lifted the three-foot sword and made immortal achievements, he would live up to this life.

But when he really crossed over, he understood the hardships.

I have no power to tie the chicken, I can't pull the bow, I can't plant the field, I can't write, and even the half-baked Nanyang dialect is just learned in the past half a month. To be knowledgeable, no; To be a craft, no. The only thing that might be useful is that bit of historical knowledge.

But this is also a mirror, could it be that he is a homeless person and still wants to find Liu Xiu and try to do a good job from the dragon?

It's not realistic, I can't even support myself now, and I don't know the direction of the terrain, in this wilderness, I can't live for two days by running around alone.

Under the pressure of survival, the Traveler Plateau did not call for wind and rain in a strange era, establish great achievements, and live a wonderful life as written in the novel.

He just became an outcast, the meanest, the most pitiful, the most promising.

Homeless, precarious.

Perhaps, this is the ending that the traverser should have.

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The procession continued to mean, the plateau struggling to move between the refugees.

This road to Nanyang is not rugged, but there are not one out of ten in this homeless team that can really get to the destination. In the end, those who arrived at the destination were basically young and strong men, and the old and young women and children basically had no way to survive in this situation.

Every day, Gao Yuan found that there was one less familiar person around him, and he prayed silently in his heart, praying that he would not stay on this road forever, and then become a ration for wild dogs and those who came after him.

"It's almost there, brothers. One more mile away, we will arrive at Nanyang City. It was Wang Kuang, the leader of this group of displaced people, who spoke. He is different from ordinary homeless people, he is five big and three thick, with big shoulders and a round waist, and he speaks and acts in a gangster.

But he acted righteously and justly, and he was known for his prestige among these refugees.

It's just that why such a person would become a homeless person, Gao Yuan is also quite puzzled.

At this time, one of the refugees said: "Danjiangze on the edge of Nanyang City is full of stalks, if we hurry up, maybe we can have a good meal tonight."

When the people around heard that there was something to eat, their spirits came up in an instant. Gao Yuan was no exception, except for something that was not too disgusting, and he would not let go of any food that could be obtained.

It is a kind of aquatic weed, also known as water chestnut. This aquatic plant grows sapy-rich tuberous rhizomes in the silt at the bottom of the lake fields. In a famine year like this, water chestnuts, which usually beggars don't look at, have become fragrant.

After all, no matter how unpalatable this thing is, it is much better than bark and grass roots.

The outline of the city wall slowly appeared on the charred horizon. That is Nanyang City, the destination of this group of displaced people.

Nanyang is located in the north of Jingzhou, with a barberry on its head, a Jianghan on its feet, Tongbai in the east, and Qinling Mountains in the west, which has been a strategic place since ancient times.

"Brother Yuan, when you get to Nanyang, are you going to be a tenant or a big family?"

The man next to Gao Yuan who was questioning, he was also crooked and cracked, skinny, he asked Gao Yuan with a smile, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow rotten teeth.

"I said Xiao Shunzi, you don't know what else to do to support yourself if you have no interest? Do you have to sell yourself?" Takahara replied disdainfully.

In these years, the good world is in the hands of the wealthy families, they are the real big landlords, their tenants are all a turnip and a pit, they have already occupied a position, who will hand over their fields to the homeless people?

Therefore, these homeless people rushed to Nanyang just to make a living with some strength, and some people who couldn't do their hard work planned to sell themselves to big families as slaves, which everyone had long been tacit.

Xiao Shunzi was exposed by Gao Yuan, but he was not angry, and said: "I said Brother Yuan, you have a really big heart, how can people like us expect to live if they don't go to be slaves to the old man?"

Gao Yuan was suddenly speechless.

Yes, how can people like them live if they don't become slaves to others?

What is self-esteem in order to survive?

"Eh, it's here, Nanyang has arrived." A shout of joy interrupted Gao Yuan's thoughts.

The foot of the tall city walls was already filled with refugees fleeing from all directions. Calling friends, bringing their families with them, and some of them have already built thatched huts. The entire city of Nanyang has been surrounded by displaced people.

When he arrived at the foot of Nanyang City, Wang Kuang, who was in the leading position, jumped to a high ground in a few steps and said to the refugees below:

"Fellow villagers, we have now arrived in Nanyang, and we must have a charter for what we do next, and we won't delay things, don't you say?"

There were a few people at the bottom who pandered: "Brother Wang Kuang is right! We've got to have a charter! ”

"yes, that's how it should be, it's time to talk about it."

"Brother Kuang, since you say so, you must have a number in your heart, you can talk about it! We all listen to you! ”

"That's right! We all listen to you, and do what you say! ”

Gao Yuan noticed sharply that the people who spoke just now were close to Wang Kuang on weekdays.

Wang Kuang stood on the high platform, listening to the approval below, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and continued: "Okay, since everyone agrees, then I will be ugly."

He looked at the numb faces below, and talked eloquently: "Let's go from our hometown to Nanyang, all we want is to have a full meal, but everyone think about it, how many people were when we set off, and how many people are left now."

Takahara turned his head and looked around. Indeed, I don't know how many old, weak, sick and disabled people have fallen on the road, and there is not one in ten who can really stand here.

"Are we going to continue to flee like this? It's better to find a mountain, let's build a cottage by ourselves, and take care of it when looking for food outside. Besides, the landlords of this clan have food, and we can't eat enough to borrow it! ”

The previous words were okay, but the Gao Yuan's face changed instantly. He quietly lowered his head and continued to listen to Wang Kuang's demagogy.

"You may not know that there is a famine in Jingzhou right now, and there are hungry people like us everywhere. Where do you think we can flee? The world is so big, there is nowhere to stay! ”

"But fortunately, there is no endless road, and I happen to know that there is a place where we can eat a full meal!" Wang Kuang said confidently.

The next few people at the bottom asked very cooperatively: "Brother Kuang, where is it?"

"That's right, don't sell it, let's talk about it."

The rest of the homeless people were also driven, and there was a trace of expectation on their numb faces, and they all looked at Wang Kuang with blank eyes.

Seeing that the situation was exactly the same as he expected, the corners of his Wang Kuang's mouth rose more and more.

He exclaimed, "This place is Green Forest Mountain!"

"Green Forest Mountain?"

"Where is Green Forest Mountain?"

Wang Kuang continued to explain: "Lulin Mountain is not far from Nanyang, just twenty miles away from us. The mountain is full of pheasants and mountain hares, which can be enough for everyone to eat! ”

The homeless people didn't know the joints, they only knew that there was food, so they expressed their willingness to follow Wang Kuang to Lulin Mountain under the leadership of a few people in the crowd.

But Takahara always felt that something was wrong. Wang Kuang seems to be planning to bring everyone to Lulin Mountain, why is this?

Greenwood...... Wang Kuang.... In the second year of the emperor, he repeatedly deliberated in his heart, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind.

Green Forest Mountain, Green Forest Army! Isn't the most famous peasant rebel army in Wang Mang's last years the Green Forest Army!

Thinking of this, Gao Yuan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. This is to drag us into rebellion!

If he had just arrived, he would have raised his hands in approval. It's hard to cross over, and if you don't do something vigorous, how can you be worthy of your own opportunity.

But after more than half a month, he learned to be calm and think twice.

Even if he is now and in the past, he is just cannon fodder, and he may be stabbed to death on the battlefield the next day.

And the current general trend of the world is not clear, rash intervention may not be a good thing, or advanced Nanyang to find a way to support himself, and the rest will be talked about later.

Thinking of this, Gao Yuan also had a general plan for the future, and he also made up his mind in his heart.

On the stage, Wang Kuang was still saying: "Of course, if you don't want to go with us, I won't force it, Nanyang is right in front of you, you can go into the city and sell yourself as a slave, and you can also eat a mouthful." After all, it was a famine year, and it was not an insult to the ancestors. ”

"Brother Wang Kuang, you said so, how could we still do that stupid thing?"

"That's it! Although we are down, we don't want to be slaves to others! ”

"Brother Kuang, if we don't go anywhere, we'll go to Green Forest Mountain with you!"

Like a stone smashed into a calm lake, the team of displaced people was suddenly excited, as if they had forgotten the purpose of coming to Nanyang in the first place.

But at this time, another discordant voice sounded from the crowd: "I want to go into the city, I don't want to go to Green Forest Mountain."

It was the plateau that spoke.

He had already made up his mind not to wade into this troubled water, and now he didn't feel embarrassed at all to stand up abruptly.

Gao Yuan walked out of the crowd with everyone's surprised eyes. The refugees around him spontaneously made way for him.

The plateau walked out of the crowd with everyone's surprised eyes, frank and unrestrained, extremely natural.

He bowed deeply to Wang Kuang on the slope and said, "Thank you Brother Wang for taking care of me on this road, if you succeed in the future, you will be rewarded!"

With that, in the astonishment and silence of the crowd, he turned and walked towards the city gate.

"Phew, I think he's a slave!" Xiao Shunzi spat the ground, forgetting what he had said before.

The people next to him also responded to the harmony.

"I've long seen him as not a good thing, a thief."

"People can pick and choose when they eat, maybe it's the young master of which family?"

"Just him? Come on! I see, a slave is a slave, and he likes to be a cow and a horse for others! ”

"Well, forget it." Wang Kuang looked at the staggering back of the plateau, waved his hand, and said, "Everyone has their own ambitions, don't worry about him." Now that we've said that, let's go now! Go to Green Forest Mountain! Eat fragrant and drink spicy! ”

"Let's go! Go to Green Forest Mountain! Go for a full meal! ”

A group of people marched north vigorously, changing the depression when they came.

Only a lonely back was left and gradually disappeared into the blazing sun.