Chapter 77 Death
Let the veterans and their families from Nanzhong live in the cave first. In addition to the fact that there is no room for them to live in the village, Feng Yong actually has a more important thought in it. After all, these people came from war-torn places. These days, natural disasters are terrible, man-made disasters are even more terrible, but the most terrible thing is the plague. When a plague comes down, it is the most normal thing to see no human beings for thousands of miles around. War-torn places are often the birthplace of plague, so letting them live in caves and observe for a few days is also a necessary method.
As for the possibility of infection among the people over there in the cave—hell, you escaped from death in Nanzhong anyway, so when fellow villagers meet fellow villagers, don’t worry about it so much.
After staying with the natives of the Han Dynasty for a long time, Feng Yong felt that his worldview was gradually collapsing, or that it was being reshaped by the ancient natives.
Alas, my willpower is still too weak and I fail to adhere to my principle that everyone is equal, Feng Yong sighed inwardly.
You should have been standing there thinking about it for a long time, right? After estimating the time, Feng Yong felt that he had fulfilled his duty as a mascot and was about to take a rest under the shade of a tree. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw about ten people getting off the official road and walking towards him.
Wang Xun, who had been standing behind him, suddenly jumped to the left and in front of Feng Yong, staring at the person in front of him. Zhao Guang reacted a step slower and suddenly passed over Feng Yong, blocking half of his body intentionally or unintentionally. At the same time, he could feel that their bodies were already tense.
Something weird? The abnormality of the two people made Feng Yong suddenly worried. This is the capital city and it can be regarded as the safest place in Shu Han. Nothing will happen, right?
Those people who came unexpectedly stopped at a distance. The leader bowed his hands and said in a loud voice: "Is this Mr. Feng Langjun from Fengzhuang in front of you?"
The voice was not loud, but it carried an uncomfortable astringency, which made Feng Yong feel a little uneasy, as if someone had knocked a hammer on his heart.
Wang Xun's voice trembled slightly: "Those people smell of blood, brother, be careful."
A flash of enlightenment flashed through Feng Yong's mind, and he said, "This young man is Feng Yong. I wonder who the old man is?"
"Then you have found the right person." The leader of the old man said with a little flattering laughter, "But he cannot be called an old man like Feng Langjun. It was after listening to Li Langjun's words that I and others came from the south. The one who came here to join Feng Langjun."
Understood, just as we were talking, the people arrived. It turned out that they were the veterans who had negotiated with Li Yi.
Confirmed with eyes... Oh, no, I took the letter handed over from the other side and confirmed that it was written by Li Yi. After reading it, Feng Yong balled up the letter paper in his hand and counted the group of people in front of him. There were only seven, not even ten, and it seemed that everyone was more or less mutilated. The lightest one is that a hand is broken from the wrist, and the most serious one is that an arm is missing. It seems that they are all genuine veterans, but why don't they even have any family members? Then he asked strangely: "Why are there only people like you?"
The leader of the old man had one of his left eyes missing, and there was a long scar from his forehead to the edge of his lips. He smiled slightly and said with a humble smile: "As for Langjun, I can eat enough for these people alone." , the whole family is not hungry, even the family has been taken away by God, but it has left us some breathing room, without so many burdens, we can just come here with a mouth, so I came here in advance to report the news to Feng Langjun. The remaining comrades had families to take care of and had to pack their things, so they were slower."
It's okay that the old man didn't speak. When he spoke, the scar on his face was like a red flesh worm that was constantly squirming, which added to the horror.
Although the other party had tried to lower his identity as much as possible, Feng Yong still felt a cold and cold atmosphere while standing under the bright sun. This kind of atmosphere Feng Yong had only seen in the army before.
At that time, there was a senior colonel in the army. He often walked alone, staying far away from the crowd, and he was never seen talking to anyone. Once, Feng Yong was walking alone in the camp and happened to meet the senior colonel coming towards him. He saluted him. When the senior colonel returned the salute, he casually glanced at him with his dead eyes and a look that showed no signs of life in his body. The human smell almost made Feng Yong's legs weak and unable to move.
Later I heard someone say that he was a veteran who had survived the self-defense counterattack. I heard that he was a sniper back then and was awarded the title of combat hero...
Wang Xun had fought on the battlefield, and he probably sensed the murderous aura of these veterans, so he said they smelled of blood. Anyway, in Feng Yong's eyes, apart from being a little dirty and torn, the clothes they were wearing didn't find anything suspiciously red.
These veterans spoke half-truths and half-truths. The advance greetings were probably genuine, but most of them were probably thinking of coming to inquire about the situation. After all, they moved to the capital with their registered permanent residence, and they also provided food, housing, and jobs for their families. What do you think? Why is there something suspicious—the tenth ring road outside the capital is also the boundary of the capital, isn't it? So they should have come here to explore the way and see if Feng Yong was sincere in taking him in.
If they find out that they have been cheated, they will be able to come and go freely without being burdened by their families. But once those comrades with their families leave the place they are familiar with, it will be difficult to go back. It seems that they are all old-fashioned.
Feng Yong didn't reveal their little thoughts, and nodded and said: "I see. But everyone may have come at the wrong time. These days are the busy season in the fields. The manpower on the farm is not enough, and the new house has not been built yet." Well, I can only force everyone to live in the cave behind the village first. After this busy period is over, everyone can work together to build the house. I hope the old man doesn't think that the boy is deliberately neglecting."
Feng Yong endured the discomfort in his heart. The death aura on these people was really too strong.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. God has favored the guy who crawled out from the dead to have a place to live. How dare you ask for too much." The veteran's attitude was very low. He looked at Feng Yong's pale face and said, He took another two steps back and laughed at himself, "They are all covered with human blood on their hands. They have a lot of bad luck on them. They bumped into Mr. Lang. I hope Mr. Lang is not to blame."
"No wonder, no wonder, the boy is too weak and can't stand the heroic spirit of the old man. He feels ashamed."
At once he called the steward over and asked him to take these people to the cave that had been prepared long ago. Then he hurriedly pulled Zhao Guang and Wang Xun back to the house, threw the letter paper that had been balled up in his hands into the stove and burned it, then asked someone to boil water, and then broke some willow branches and soaked them in the water. Finally, the three of them took off their clothes and soaked them in a big bucket of water.
(End of this chapter)