The famine in Qingzhou is still ongoing, and the atmosphere in Buqi County is still tense.

However, there has been no real conflict between the two sides.

This has to do with the hungry people outside the city, but also with the local pattern.

The Eastern Han Dynasty's "Three Mutual Law" stipulates that the local governor shall not be a person from the county, but except for the chief, the local officials are basically local families or powerful people.

In other words, not only the city belongs to Zhao Yan, but it is also the local clan.

Therefore, even if there is a conflict with Zhao Yan, the first task of these big clans will still be to defend the city and avoid the attack of the hungry people outside the city.

This situation lasted for nearly a month, and the gates of the city were closed for nearly a month, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

After a month, the starving people outside the city either starved to death or moved elsewhere, and the closed cities were reopened.

But then came an increasingly tense situation.

Yang Ming went out with Zhang Liao and some guards at this time.

However, he didn't go to get involved in the affairs over there, but set off for Saigo.

He had to go see Wang Hu.

Even if their home had not been looted, they would have run out of food by this time.

He went to Xixiang again this time, preparing to take Wang Hu to the mansion.

I didn't go far out of the city, the sky was getting overcast and the temperature was getting lower.

However, the roadside scene is more chilly than the temperature.

There is not a trace of greenery in the barren land, and even the soil in many places has been dug up repeatedly.

It should be someone looking for Gan Tu, which is better known as Guanyin Tu in later generations.

What's more, it's the starvation that I've seen when I entered the North Sea before.

As for Qingzhou's many rivers, why don't you fish, there are no fish in the river at this time, only floating corpses.

Seeing the end, Yang Ming's eyes were a little red.

Even though his heart has become much colder after years of experience, this is full of devastation and will be touched by everyone.

And with a famine of this magnitude, there is a high probability that there will be another outbreak of plague next summer.

It's a horrible cycle, like hell.

At noon, they finally arrived in Saigo.

From a distance, they saw a person sitting in the pavilion, and they could vaguely identify it as the chief they had seen before.

When he saw the chief, Yang Ming's heart was a lot more stable.

Saigo was isolated and orderly when the plague was encountered before, and perhaps the famine at this time would be better.

He and Zhang Liao got out of the car, and then walked towards the pavilion.

Zhang Liao called out to the other party from some distance, but the other party did not answer, and closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and Yang Ming's brows were obviously furrowed.

For he smelled blood and rancid stench from the wind.

Zhang Liao had already walked in front of the lieutenant, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Obviously, the lieutenant did not fall asleep, but died.

"Bang!"

Perhaps it was the gust of wind just now that made the body of the lieutenant lose its balance, and it fell headlong in front of Zhang Liao.

At this moment, Zhang Liao's pupils dilated instantly, and he turned around and vomited.

Yang Ming's gaze was also awe-inspiring.

At this time, he also saw the body of the chief clearly.

Or more accurately, half a mile long.

Because the flesh on his entire back and buttocks was gone, and only the air-dried skeleton remained.

Judging from the traces, it was not eaten by rats or other animals, and even rats should have been eaten by humans at this time.

Yang Ming's hands clenched unconsciously, and his expression became solemn.

He didn't look any further, and went straight inside, followed by Zhang Liao and the guards.

There was a dead silence throughout the room, and what could occasionally be seen on the side of the road were other corpses like the chief.

Not to mention Zhang Liao, those guards all looked horrified.

Such a tragic scene was very rare even in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

They finally arrived at the door of Wang Hu's house.

Yang Ming stood at the door, but did not knock immediately.

He wasn't afraid of the corpses, but he didn't know how he would feel when he saw Wang Hu like them.

Finally, he reached out and pushed the door.

But the door was not pushed.

And just as he pushed the door, there was a sudden sound in the room.

There are still living people inside!

Zhang Liao stepped forward and knocked on the door when he heard the sound: "Is anyone there?" I'm Zhang Liao, who brought you wheat before. ”

No response.

Zhang Liao glanced back at Yang Ming, and was about to break down the door when there was a sudden sound in the house.

After a while, the door was opened and a man poked his head out.

Yang Ming didn't know him, although he had been here during the plague last time, he had only seen Wang Hu alone.

"It's you, Wang Hu's brother, Wang Dali." Fortunately, Zhang Liao recognized the other party.

When Zhang Liao spoke, Yang Ming also looked at the other party.

The Han child of fifteen or sixteen years old looks very thin, and he is shorter than Zhang Liao, and he is unkempt.

As for the name, ordinary people are not as particular about their names as the family.

Wang Hu's name should be because his mother is from Hu, and Wang Dali probably hopes that he can have more strength and do more farm work when he grows up.

However, Wang Dali is Han, so to speak, Wang Hu's father has married two wives, one of whom is still a Hu person, and he must have some experience.

After Zhang Liao communicated with him, a group of people immediately entered the house.

There seemed to be a faint smell of meat in the room.

Yang Ming looked around, but didn't find where the smell came from.

But after looking around, he found that there were only two people in the room.

One is a woman who knows that she is a Hu person by looking at her appearance, her eyes are empty, and she must be Wang Hu's mother.

And the other one is Wang Dali, who opened the door for them.

"Where's Wang Hu?" Yang Ming asked, he didn't care why the man of the house was not there, he only cared about Wang Hu.

"He's gone to the camp." Wang Dali replied.

"Yingling?" Yang Ming was a little puzzled.

"My uncle came out of the Yingling Wang clan back then, and he went to school and went a month ago." Wang Dali explained.

Yang Ming thought for a while, the last time he saw Wang Hu was more than a month ago, and the time could be right.

It's just that Wang Hu didn't greet him when he went to Yingling, otherwise he knew that Wang Xiu, and he could give him some more help.

Since Wang Hu is not there, there is no need for them to continue to stay.

He got up and went out, ready to give them the wheat he had brought.

The king sent them to the door.

Yang Ming suddenly stopped at the door, turned around and asked, "Are you eating meat?" ”

Wang Dali didn't seem to expect Yang Ming to ask like this, and he was stunned for a while and didn't know how to answer.

Wang Hu's mother opened her mouth at this time: "It was the wild pig meat that the husband and others brought together, and when they were eaten, they were made into dried meat with the salt you sent. ”

Yang Ming didn't expect that the other party could also speak Chinese, it seems that it should be a Sinicized Wuhuan or Dongqiang people.

But when he heard the answer, he immediately turned around.

Then he rummaged through the house.

The move was sudden, and the rest of the room didn't react at all

"What are you going to do?" Wang Dali came back to his senses first, and wanted to go over to stop Yang Ming.

But in the next second, he was stopped by Zhang Liao.

Although Zhang Liao didn't know why Yang Ming was suddenly like this, he never allowed others to hinder Yang Ming as a righteous person.

Wang Dali didn't care about the other party's young age, but was quickly pushed back by Zhang Liao.

The physical fitness of the two is not at the same level.

It's not that if you say a strong name, you must have strength.

Wang Dali muttered in his mouth to bypass it, but he was already pressed to the ground by the other guards, screaming in pain.

Yang Ming didn't pay attention to what was happening behind him, but continued to rummage.

Wang Hu's mother looked flustered, but she didn't dare to move at all.

Not long after, Yang Ming turned out the dried meat in a jar.

There was not much meat left, so he took it out and put it in the light to look at it, the flesh was bright red, and it looked a little like wild pig meat, that is, wild boar.

However, most animal meat is the same color after being made into dried meat, and it is difficult to distinguish it.

He tossed the dried meat aside, went to the back room, and found nothing.

He returned to the main room and pushed open the side door, which was the kitchen.

Wang Hu's mother opened her mouth at this time, but did not make a sound.

Then, Yang Ming walked into the kitchen and saw on the stove what he thought of but didn't want to see.