Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

Several people washed off the blood and dirt on their bodies and returned to the main room to sit down.

Song Shiwei didn't have any injuries on his body, but Zhang Wu had a few small cuts on his palm and wrist, which Song Shiwei asked him to treat as well.

There was nothing to do here, so Huang Hai and the others began to worry about their families. They sat down and said goodbye after a short while, preparing to go back to see their families.

Song Shiwei knew that they were worried and did not try to keep him. He just asked Zhang Wu to accompany them. The journey would not be peaceful and who knew if there were any fish that slipped through the net. Compared with them, Zhang Wu was more sensitive to danger.

"Master, please go back to the room. It's cold outside. I'll go take a look and be back soon," Zhang Wu said to Song Shiwei while standing outside the door.

Song Shiwei nodded: "Be careful. If you need help over there, don't rush back."

Zhang Wu responded, holding a lantern in his hand, and disappeared into the night with Huang Hai and others.

Not long after Zhang Wu left, Wei Cai came with the villagers. They saw a large number of wild animal carcasses outside the door and were all shocked. They went back only after learning that Song Shiwei and Zhang Wu were both fine. Before leaving, they asked Song Shiwei to quickly deal with the wild animal carcasses outside to avoid attracting other wild animals.

After everyone had left, Song Shiwei waved his hand and collected all the corpses of the wild animals into the space, as well as several black panthers in the yard. He also put them in the space. When the space was empty, he would let Zhang Wu clean them up and take them to the city to sell.

After returning to the room and adding more charcoal to the charcoal basin, Song Shiwei first went into the space to take a thorough bath, then changed into clean clothes and lay on the bed to continue catching up on sleep.

On the second day, Song Shiwei slept until noon. When he walked out of the room, Zhang Wu had already cleared the snow on the roof and the yard. Now he was clearing the snow outside the house with a broom.

Even a night of wind and snow could not cover up the strong smell of blood.

It was okay last night, after all, I was in a bad mood. When he smelled this smell again, Song Shiwei frowned.

Zhang Wu said quickly, "I went to the village this morning to get some wormwood. I'll fumigate it and the smell won't be so strong. My master, why don't you go back to the house and sit for a while? The hot water is ready and the brazier is burning."

"Well, just have a simple breakfast." Song Shiwei paused and asked, "When did you come back? How is the situation in Xiahuang Village?"

Zhang Wu put down the broom and said, "I came back at the end of the Yin hour. Three people died in Xiahuang Village. They were killed by wild beasts when they opened the door without knowing the situation. The others were injured to varying degrees, but not seriously. Only Huang Ping from the Huang family was bitten on the arm. I have bandaged him with the medicine I brought."

"Well, that's good. After you left last night, Village Chief Wei brought people to ask about it. There weren't many casualties in Damo Village. I heard from Village Chief Wei that only a newborn baby in the village was rescued because of shock. Others were also injured, and some were seriously injured. They should have gone to the city to find a doctor by now."

Zhang Wu understood what he meant and nodded, saying, "I will go to the village chief's house in a while."

Song Shiwei nodded: "Come back and take a nap after you finish watching, don't force yourself to stay up."

"Yes."

Having said everything he was going to say, Song Shiwei did not rush to the main hall. He first went to the woodshed to put some more firewood, then went to Zhangwu's room to put some charcoal, and finally went to the kitchen to replenish oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, grain and vegetables. After he finished, he returned to the main hall to sit and drink tea.

At this time, in the Zhou family mansion in the capital city, Li An walked quickly towards the study with a sword in his arms.

"What did you say? A pack attack?" Zhou Huai stood up suddenly and looked at Li An with a frown.

"It was a herd of beasts that attacked, and they came down the mountain in the middle of the night when everyone was asleep. I didn't believe it at first, so I went to the medicine shop and heard it from the people in Damo Village and Xiahuang Village."

Zhou Huai clenched his fists: "Have you asked about the situation in the village?"

Li An knew what his son wanted to ask, so he quickly replied, "I asked. The situation in Damo Village is better than Xiahuang Village. Only a newborn baby died, and he was frightened. The others only suffered external injuries. Several people in Xiahuang Village were killed by wild beasts. The others also only suffered external injuries. Miss Song is fine. I heard that she killed many wild beasts. There are piles of wild beast corpses outside the house."

Zhou Huai was completely relieved after hearing this. He took a deep breath to calm himself down and returned to his usual gentle demeanor. "It's good that the casualties are not serious. Let the doctor at the pharmacy do his best to treat them. If there are not enough herbs, use them from my private warehouse. You can arrange for someone to go to the barracks and tell them."

Many people from both villages joined the army, especially those from the Damao Village, where there was one more soldier. The beasts coming down the mountain to attack was a big deal, and the military camp had to be informed.

"Yes, I will go immediately."

Song Shiwei in the Desert Village didn't know that Zhou Huai was still paying attention to him. In Song Shiwei's opinion, some things only needed to be said once, as long as his position and ideas were clearly expressed.

Before going to bed, Zhang Wu boiled a large pot of water for Song Shiwei, and did not forget to fetch firewood from the woodshed. Finally, he went back to his room to sleep with peace of mind.

Song Shiwei knew that he had not slept all night, and did not plan to wake him up later to prepare lunch. There were still a lot of cooked food in the space, and the stir-fried dishes bought from the Beijing restaurant were generally not consumed.

When there is nothing to do, people always think about a lot of things unconsciously, especially when they think about Huang Hai and his group who came to help last night in the wind and snow.

Song Shiwei's mind was filled with those blood-stained faces and the smiles on those faces after he had dealt with all the beasts. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel anything.

Song Shiwei thought that the actions of such a group of people who would risk their lives to save others regardless of their own safety were extremely stupid, but it was also such a group of people who made people feel a warm current even in the severe cold.

Every action of those people created sparks in Song Shiwei's heart.

It was also at this time that Song Shiwei realized that the people in Dahe Village were different from others after all, at least different from Song Shiwei.

Whenever I think of these, I am filled with doubts but have no way to find the answers.

Song Shiwei thought back to the people and events he had experienced when he was carrying out missions in various dimensions. The suffering and plotting he had endured are still vivid and unforgettable.

The little monk Zhending in the cultivation plane once pointed a bodhi bead at him and said, "Song Shiwei, people like you who use all means to achieve their goals, who are full of calculations and commit evil deeds, will one day be burdened by the people and things you look down upon. When that happens, I will see if you will still sacrifice ten thousand people to save one person."

And the son of destiny who was saved by him said when he stabbed his chest with the flaming sword: "Shi Wei, I am grateful to you, trust you, and respect you for accompanying me all the way. But today, you and I have finally embarked on two different paths. For the sake of the people of the world, I have to do this. You will understand me, right?"

This was the companion whom he trusted and trusted with his life, including the life-saving sword, which he had retrieved for him after going deep into the sword tomb. At first, he just wanted to complete the mission and return, but later they got to know each other, accompanied each other, and became close friends. Song Shiwei once thought that the friendship between the two was the purest in the world, and no matter what time they went through, they would never betray each other.

Song Shiwei still remembers the pain that pierced his heart.