Mu Fan was holding a sword in his hand, and the sword had already cut out several gaps. There were seven people lying around him, and these people were long dead. After placing the dead in a hidden haystack, he continued to patrol the area.

In his patrol area alone, there were seven people who wanted to go to the whistleblower overnight, and it was not known how many people died in the night.

Refugees are a mess of scattered sand, with too many people making small calculations and too few people making big plans. So once you become a refugee, you are likely to be a refugee for the rest of your life. Occasionally, a few unwillingly people either occupied the mountains as kings and fell into the grass, or sold themselves and became slaves.

It was already dawning, and it wouldn't be long before the refugees would continue their march towards Xiongfang City in Yanzhou.

Yanzhou is much larger than Qizhou, with a total of seven cities inside. The management of Qizhou was chaotic, and the boundary between cities was unclear. Whether people living in Qizhou or outside Qizhou, they often call Qizhou Qizhou City.

Yanzhou is much better governed than Qizhou, and its own area is about three times that of Qizhou. Yanzhou and Mizhou meet, and most of the boundary line is formed by Xiongfang City and Mizhou.

At this time, many refugees have begun to search for wild vegetables. But today they didn't have to, because there were four freshly slaughtered mules.

The meat of the mule is very delicious, and it is a rare delicacy for these homeless people who have eaten the last meal but not the next.

However, there is a condition for eating mule meat, because screw meat is limited, and each person can only eat one bowl. Therefore, they must be registered before eating, and these refugees are basically illiterate, but it is still no problem to press the handprint.

Mu Fan was still patrolling the places he was patrolling, after all, letting go of a person would cause unpredictable results.

Song Changgeng came over with a bowl of mule meat, he handed the bowl to Mu Fan, and said, "The plan is going well, and all the people who have eaten mule meat have been recorded." ”

Mu Fan took the bowl, picked the fattest piece of meat, and said with a smile: "People always want to take advantage of it, there is a free mule meat feast, of course they are happy to enjoy it." Is there anyone who hasn't eaten mule meat?"

Song Changgeng said: "There are a few people, and I don't know what the reason is. ”

Mu Fan chewed a few mouthfuls vigorously and said, "No matter what the reason is, as long as you know who they are, it's enough." The mule meat wasn't cooked badly enough, and it was a bit hard to chew. ”

After he finished speaking, he looked Song Changgeng up and down, and said, "It seems that your injuries yesterday were not so serious, but there was a lot of blood." ”

Song Changgeng said with a smile: "There are a lot of wounds, and there is a lot of blood, but they are all skin injuries." I don't know how many good treasures the pill you gave me yesterday!"

Mu Fan didn't feel sorry for the elixir, he handed the broken sword in his hand to Song Changgeng and said, "Since you are fine, then it is up to you to inspect this area, and I will complete the last step of the plan." ”

Song Changgeng took the broken sword and said, "Don't worry, if someone escapes from this area, I, Song Changgeng, will have eaten for so many years in vain." ”

Mu Fan took the bowl of mule meat, turned around in a dashing manner, and said, "I believe in you." ”

Song Changgeng smiled slightly, holding a sword and silently guarding this area.

Mu Fan ate the meat of the mule as he went to the place where the refugees were giving alms.

When he was about to reach the place where he gave alms, there was only a little broth left in his bowl. An old woman suddenly called out to him. The old woman sat on the floor with some leftover broth in her bowl.

Mu Fan asked, "Is there anything that the old woman needs to help with?" As long as she can do her best, she will definitely find a way to help. ”

The old lady said, "It is really a sin to disturb you to eat meat. The old body didn't know how to speak. ”

Mu Fan squatted next to the old woman and comforted: "There is nothing unspeakable, you just say it." ”

The old woman was a little embarrassed and said, "I want to ask you to help me bury two people." ”

When Mu Fan heard this, he was slightly stunned. He thought that the old woman wanted to eat more meat, or wanted to drink more soup, but he didn't expect that the old woman was going to bury people.

Seeing that Mu Fan was slightly stunned, the old lady hurriedly said: "This request is too much, and it is not easy to eat meat and drink soup." The lad should have been happy, I say...... Alas!"

Mu Fan took a sip of soup and said with a smile: "If you don't care, you can settle in the ground, this is a good thing to accumulate yin virtue." I have to thank you for entrusting me with this good job. ”

The old woman said gratefully: "The young man has a good heart, and he will definitely be able to become a big official and make a fortune in the future." ”

This is probably the best blessing that the old woman can think of! If you become a great official and make a fortune, you will never have to live such a hard life again.

Mu Fan smiled and asked, "I don't know where the body is?"

The old woman drank the soup from the bowl and said, "Come with me, young man." ”

Mu Fan also hurriedly drank the soup in the bowl and said, "This is coming." ”

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When he saw the scene in front of him, the bowl in Mu Fan's hand fell to the ground.

A young woman was holding a middle-aged man, looking at the skin color of the two, who had been dead for some time. But they still held so tightly that their stiff limbs seemed to be frozen there forever.

Occasionally, a breeze blows, raising the young woman's hair, and the middle-aged man's slightly white star's hair is also blown. The strands of hair of the two men were intertwined and intertwined in the breeze, just like their owners, unwilling to part even if they died.

The corpse's expression was easy to read, and the man had a smile on his face as if he had had had a beautiful dream. The woman's face froze with a stiff smile, and her eyes stared at the sky with a hollow look.

Mu Fan didn't dare to separate them, so he deliberately dug a big pit for this. There were a lot of people around, but no one wanted to help.

They all believed that the young woman died with a deep grudge in her heart. Such a woman will become a demon who seeks her life and pursues her soul, and if she can, she will not come close.

They looked at Mu Fan like fools, laughing at this young man in their hearts for being ignorant and unaware of the resentment of the ghosts.

Mu Fan couldn't use the true yuan, he couldn't show his strength, in order to dig a pit that could accommodate two people, he dug for nearly an hour.

The old woman sat beside her in despair, not knowing what she was thinking.

During the time when Mu Fan was digging the pit, people kept starting to hurry, and their destination was Xiongfang City. I don't know if it's true or not, some people say that Xiongfang City accepts refugees. If they are lucky enough to get into the city, they could change their fate completely.

There were fewer and fewer people around Mu Fan and the old woman, and no one could be seen in the future.

Mu Fan estimated that Song Changgeng should be secretly following the large army, always on guard against someone telling him. Sang'er and Qinglan should be counting the numbers and screening people who don't eat meat.

Mu Fan carefully transferred the two bodies to the pit, and then said, "Mother-in-law, I finally buried the two of them." ”

He patted the dirt off his body, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped the sweat from his face. When he finished wiping his sweat and put away his handkerchief, the old woman still did not reply.

Mu Fan shouted a few more times: "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law......"

The only thing that answered him was his echo, empty, a little creepy.

Mu Fan held his head high, he felt that his nose was a little sore, and something seemed to be about to slip down in his eyes.

After standing quietly like this for a while, he finally calmed down the sad mood just now. But sadness is replaced by another emotion, which is called mania.

He dug another hole beside it, and when he put the old woman into the pit, the mania disappeared. It turned into a sense of loneliness, a sense of paleness and powerlessness.

He slowly filled it up, and then sat down where the old woman was sitting.

After another half an hour, Mu Fan stood up from the ground, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he said very firmly: "It shouldn't be like this!"

He felt that this was not enough, and repeated it. But he still felt depressed in his heart, and he kept repeating, and his voice became louder and louder.

He didn't know how many times he shouted, only that he was hoarse, and then he couldn't even make a sound.

The fierceness in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by firmness.

When Wen Cheng saw this scene, he smiled, laughing so happily. The often-tightened brow was fully open, and the muscles of his face twitched with laughter. Because he knows that the kid in front of him has become his kind from today onwards.

Mu Fan no longer hesitated, he quickly chased to the refugee pile. kept running all the way to Sang'er. Sweat soaked every inch of his body, and his muscles were so tired that he didn't know it.

Sang Er looked at Mu Fan, who was soaked in sweat, and said with concern: "Why are you in such a hurry, the screening is almost complete, and there are about a hundred people waiting for the screening now." ”

Mu Fan shook his head and said, "It's still too slow, and there is no guarantee that there will be no fish that slip through the net, and it is very likely that there will be hidden dangers." ”

His voice was a little better than before, but it was still a little hoarse, like a swordsmith sharpening his sword, which made people's hearts furious.

Sang'er wanted to ask what was wrong with his voice, but Mu Fan stopped her and motioned for her to get down to business first.

San'er said: "It's a big deal to screen more, find out all the people who haven't eaten, force them to eat, and forcibly turn them into accomplices." ”

Mu Fan said, "Do you know what works best?"

"I don't know. San'er said bluntly.

"Get everybody involved and let everybody know what's at stake. Mu Fan looked at the hundreds of refugees and said, "Only by making this matter relevant to them can we complete these things as quickly and efficiently as possible." ”

San'er asked, "Then what do you say?"

Mu Fan said, "Follow me." ”

Mu Fan walked to the front of the team with Sang'er and shouted, "Did you all eat this morning's meat?"

His voice was hoarse, but he seemed to be ignorant of the pain, and he shouted very hard.

Many people shouted happily: "I ate ......"

Mu Fan said, "Then there are people around you who haven't eaten?"

There was a commotion in the refugee pile, some said no, some said there was.

Mu Fan shouted again: "Every word I say next is very important, you must listen to it." ”

The refugee pile was full of hecklers, and I didn't think that the young guy in front of me could say anything important.

Mu Fan said in a loud voice: "Once the people who don't eat meat leave here, all the people who eat meat will die." ”