The breeze curtains, the sound of the sea waves.

In the blink of an eye.

Due to an ambush at sea, the ship did not sail at dawn but approached the shore.

"What is this place, why is there no one in the port?" Ziyu jumped down from the boat, and saw that there were almost a dozen football fields in the big port, there were only two boats parked, and there were few people on the dock.

"This is Kiritsu." Hanyang followed behind Beiming Changfeng, and his face was also full of surprise at this time: "This port is a necessary place for merchants from the north and south to pass through, and it is very prosperous, what is going on?" ”

Tongjun is the sphere of influence of the Later Qin Empire, the county has 34 counties, and the resident population is 100,000, which is a very large main city.

How could such a port in the main city become a deserted place of carriages and horses?

Beiming Changfeng frowned, and walked forward: "Take a look." ”

It's a weird place.

Ziyu also knows that this Tongjun is a very prosperous place, comparable to the two states of Suzhou and Hangzhou in ancient China, and now this looks strange, and now he is also walking forward with the North Wind Wind, anyway, he is ashore, and he is not in a hurry to get rid of the North Wind at this time.

At that moment, the North Wind Changfeng, Ziyu and Diyi and Hanyang walked towards the city through the pier, while the people of Diyi dispersed, and they didn't know how to do it, anyway, they didn't see anyone.

A group of four people, walking in.

I walked a mile or two around the wharf, and before I saw anyone, I smelled a strong stench, the smell of feces and urine.

The group of four frowned.

As he walked forward, he gradually saw people.

On both sides of the street along the way, there were many people sitting, standing or crawling, all with yellow muscles, thin clothes, tattered clothes, and stench, all of them looking almost covered with skin and bones, like living mummies.

At this time, these people all looked at them with green eyes, as if the four of them were four pieces of living flesh that moved, and they only shook the momentum of the Northern Hell's Long Wind and others, and did not dare to step forward.

And behind them, there were many people lying horizontally, motionless.

These are all ......

"Dead people." Ziyu snorted.

Those people were not breathing, some of their bodies had begun to fester, they were dead, people who had long since died.

A look of surprise appeared on his face, Ziyu's eyes swept over the people on both sides of the street, looking at these people with yellow faces and thin muscles and still alive, there was no trace of waves in their eyes, obviously they had already seen such a scene, and they couldn't help frowning deeply.

What's going on?

"Famine." As if knowing what Ziyu was surprised about, Beiming Changfeng said in a deep voice with a cold face.

Famine, this is the one who fled the famine?

Ziyu reacted instantly, this is a situation that will only occur when there is no harvest during the great drought, no wonder there is no one on the dock at all, and there is no food for anyone else.

However, it is the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and there is no rice at this time, so is this famine already like this last year?

Ziyu's eyes sank suddenly, last year's famine is still like this, what is this court doing?

"Last year, there was a big drought in Tongjun, but I heard that it was not too serious, why hasn't it recovered yet?" Hanyang frowned, according to their intelligence, this should not be the case here.