The drizzle continued for a day and a night.

The mayor of Yinshui Town, with ten people, uncovered the thick cloth on the carriage in the fine rain.

Looking at the carriage of the carriage, the body that has become dry and deformed due to water loss and contraction.

Looking at the body, there are protruding folds all over the body, and the skin is as black as ink.

Looking at the huge turtle shell that has dried up on the surface of the body.

Looking at the position above the body's head, the humanoid body curled up in a ball.

Look at the back of the human body, the position of the heart, in the shadow under the thick cloth, the darkness presented, and the maroon red around the darkness.

The rain fell down the rim of the hat, wetting the wrist that lifted the thick cloth and the armcloth on the wrist.

The old man's eyebrows, like lying silkworms, trembled uncontrollably with his whole body.

Just for a moment, sweat mixed with a little see-through rain, wet the old man's whole body.

"How is it? Old Gong, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"Huh. ”

The old man surnamed Gong laughed dryly, raised his right hand, and wiped his forehead.

There was a panicked look in his eyes, and he replied in an unnatural tone, "I'll take another look, I'll look again." ”

The old man's sweat-stained palm wiped his clothes, and he reached out and touched the human body on the head of the glans.

The skin covered with folds like chicken skin on the palm of the hand, which was as thin as wood, touched the chest of the flesh, and touched the pitch black.

Feeling the emptiness under his palm, the old man pursed his lips, stretched his hand back, and put down the thick cloth in his hand.

Then, the old man was silent for a moment, then his eyes widened, and he turned his stiff neck to look at the old Wang who was standing beside him, his face a little unhappy.

"This, this, really, did you really pick it up?"

The old man's tongue was knotted, his face was red, and his words were staccato.

"Also, what else can I do, it's just that I picked it up on the road. ”

"You, why are you learning from me?"

"Who, who, who the learned from you! This is what I picked up on the road!" Facing the two puzzled eyes under the thick eyebrows, the old Wang, who was also blushing from the suffocation, roared violently.

"Hmm~. The old man pursed his lips again, turned his head, and looked again at the thick cloth on the carriage.

"I said Lao Gong, don't you don't know the goods, with this thing, don't say anything else, a few years of taxes and offerings, it must be avoided, do you want to, give a word. ”

Looking at the silent old man in front of him, in order to hide the panic on his face, the weak-hearted old Wang deliberately urged.

Then, Lao Wang said in a normal tone and in a consultative tone: "Don't look at the number of us, we all have a lot of strength, as long as we survive this period of time, we can be self-sufficient, and then your town can also develop and grow?"

"It's not that I don't say yes. ”

Lao Gong turned his head and looked at Lao Wang, the tangled wrinkles on his face full of markings were tightly wrinkled together.

"But you're going to be honest with me, you really picked this up?"

"This, this! just, yes, I, we, pick up, to, of!"

Hoarse voices were heard in the rain, in the distant depths of the unknown, and a series of echoes rang out.

Lao Wang shrugged his shoulders and gasped as he said, "This time, you will always believe it." ”

Looking at Lao Wang, who was constantly wheezing, Lao Gong's face was calm and waveless, and his tone was also flat, and he said, "I don't believe it." ”

Then, ignoring the impending outbreak of Lao Wang, Lao Gong turned to face the carriage where the turtle corpse was placed, and said to himself: "Lao Wang, this year's harvest is not as good as in previous years, even if you add the prepared tribute grain, so many people are only enough to chew in January." ”

"Can it last for three months?"

A voice came from behind Lao Wang, Lao Gong was stunned for a moment, raised his neck and looked behind Lao Wang.

The shadow under the wide brim of the hat covered the scarred black face, and Yougen, who was dressed in a thick robe, pressed the brim of the hat with his left hand and said, "Even if you eat one meal a day, you can starve to death." ”

"Who is this brother?"

"He, he, he, he, he is, he is. ”

Lao Wang turned his head and looked at Yougen with a confused expression, and his tongue was knotted again.

"I'm the sheriff. ”

Not far away, the naphthalm, who was also wearing a wide hat, widened his eyes.

Then, in the laughter of the companions around him, Shi Nao looked at Yougen with a look of grievance.

The stone naphthalm, who was unaware of the complaint, walked a few steps and walked to a position that was shoulder to shoulder with Lao Wang.

"Three months, can it be maintained?"

"This ......" Lao Gong tilted his head sideways and looked at Lao Wang's face suspiciously.

Lao Wang nodded frantically, like a chicken pecking rice.

Lao Gong was slightly stunned at first, and then said to Yougen Zhengse: "Even if you eat one meal a day and eat water porridge every day, it can only last for two months at most." ”

"With the surrounding beasts, fish and shrimp in rivers and streams, birds and snakes in trees, even if it is tens of thousands of people, it can last for three months, right?"

Hearing this, Lao Gong blinked, thought for a moment, and said, "This, it should be possible." ”

"This thing, already in human form, has no other reward except for exemption from the grain tax?"

"I guess there is. ”

"Is it okay to exchange it for food?"

"This ......" Lao Gong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"No, the nearest town to the west is two hundred miles from here, and they have to provide tax grain, and there is a surplus there. ”

Yougen's face showed a hint of bitterness, and he pondered for a moment, and said, "Mayor Town, we are from Caoyun County, and we are all businessmen and sellers. ”

Hearing this, the people around looked at Yougen with some puzzlement, and only Lao Gong, who was the mayor of a town, fell into deep thought.

"What do you mean?"

"Caoyun County may have been destroyed, and most of the items in it are in our hands. ”

His brown eyes swept to his side, and he relied on his afterglow to observe the crowd around him.

There are not many clothes, and many people do not have the tools to shelter from the rain.

The men gathered the wide leaves, and the women held them up and placed them on top of the heads of the children and the elderly.

Cold rain, gathering on close-fitting clothing.

The water is gurgling and flowing down the sleeve.

Yougen frowned, and in his brown eyes, he couldn't bear it, and said, "We have silk clothes, vegetable oil, salt, clay pots, and shoe cloths." ”

Through the gap between the strips on the hat, Yougen observed that Lao Gong's eyes were bright, and deliberately accentuated his tone: "Three months is enough time to spread the news as far as possible, and we can build some sheds to let us last until autumn." ”

"This ......" Lao Gong, whose eyes were shining, raised his right hand and touched the beard on his chin.

"Possibly, really. ”

Hearing this, a satisfied smile appeared on the face that was hidden by the shadows under the hat.