Lord Prime Minister

The farmers Mrs. Chen invited will put the rice noodles collected in the past few days in the carts. The previous time it was exchanged at the gate of the county seat, and this time it is probably there as well.

County magistrate Chen changed into casual clothes and explained to everyone.

Huangfu Yunhua also changed out of the cold ice silk outer shirt, and put on a black thin shirt instead. As soon as he took off the clothes, he could feel the temperature of the outside world, so he refrained from putting on the conspicuous white ice silk outer shirt .

After the sun set to the west and the temperature dropped slightly, the four of them quietly left the yamen and walked towards the city gate.

Some people were lying in the shadows of the houses along the way, dead or alive, motionless, lying on the ground, letting flies crawl on their faces.Occasionally, there are a few passers-by, all of whom are yellow-faced and skinny, much more terrifying than Long Xiu Long Lei's appearance back then.

The journey went smoothly. The four of them found a big man at the gate of the city who came to deliver food, a bag of rice, a bag of noodles, and some potatoes and sweet potatoes. I don’t know where Mrs. Chen found the person. Snatched away and delivered smoothly.

The four carried their hands on their shoulders, Ren Danfeng carried the rice, Chen County Magistrate and Mu Zihuai worked together to carry the white noodles, and then the lighter potatoes and sweet potatoes could only fall on the prince.

County magistrate Chen just sighed at this, and didn't have much time to repent, and the four of them walked in with their things.

At this time, the sun had already set, and the sky quickly darkened, which was a favorable condition for several people.

But for Mu Zihuai, it was just worse. He could only see the road on the ground vaguely, but now he has become completely blind.

If you feel your way forward, you will inevitably walk slowly.County magistrate Chen was thin and muscular, and his legs were moving so fast that he almost dragged Mu Zihuai forward.

Passing by a street with the most refugees, the four of them quickened their pace. Mu Zihuai gritted his teeth and quickened his pace cruelly.

Ren Danfeng, who was walking in front, suddenly paused, stepped out, and softly reminded the people behind: "Be careful, there are..."

Mu Zihuai was busy catching up with the others, and with his blind eyes, he almost didn't look at Lu De and rushed forward. When he heard Ren Danfeng's voice, it was already too late.

The heel stepped on a raised object, Mu Zihuai twisted his ankle and almost fell to the ground, and then there was a complaint.

"Who? Stepped on my hand! Are you blind?" A not-so-small scolding sound was especially clear in the dark night.

When the bodies of several people froze, Ren Danfeng immediately reacted and ran away.

Mu Zihuai was a little stunned, but was pushed by the prince behind him, and while taking the white flour bag from his hand, he urged: "Run!"

The person who was awakened by the pain hadn't eaten for a day. Since the new county magistrate kicked out all the people who didn't pay, he came here with other people.Unexpectedly, this ghostly place is even more desolate than the previous Wu County, and the sulking in my heart surged out when I saw the rice bags on the shoulders of the few people in front of me, and my eyes glowed green with hunger.

"Hey!" He yelled, woke up the people around him, pointed at Mu Zihuai and the others and shouted, "They have rice on them!"

This cry is better than a horn, and it directly awakened the sleeping refugees nearby from their sleep. When they heard that there was food, they bounced off the ground like a reflection. Their eyes were like torches, and they saw the four of Mu Zihuai who were flying with rice bags at a glance. .

"Hey! They have food on them! A lot of food!"

"Hurry up and grab it!"

"grab!"

With all the calls, the news spread especially fast in the dark night. After a while, the people chasing behind Mu Zihuai and the others had already blocked the street, and some people began to gather in front of them.

How dare the four of them stop, if they catch up, not to mention the food, even they might be eaten.Since the way back to the Yamen was poisoned, I had to turn to another street.

"Go separately and meet up at the Yamen later. If you are overtaken, don't worry about food, just run by yourself." Huangfu Yunhua left behind a sentence, turned around and turned into a small alley, Ren Danfeng and Chen County magistrate rushed in into a spare room.

Mu Zihuai followed Huangfu Yunhua and ran all the way, not because he didn't want to hide, but because Prince Minqing in front kept holding his hand, and he dragged him into the alley.

"My lord, let's... let's find a place to hide too." Mu Zihuai was a little out of breath from running, and suggested panting heavily.

Huangfu Yunhua carried flour on his shoulder, and held a bag of potatoes and sweet potatoes in his right hand, his breath was quite steady: "Look back."

Mu Zihuai looked back while running, and there was a large group of refugees behind him, not far away, if he stopped, he would be overtaken immediately.

Realizing this, Mu Zihuai picked up the wind and abruptly increased his speed.

The people behind seemed to see that the food that was about to arrive was about to fly away. They were all people who hadn't eaten for a day or two and were dizzy from hunger. thereafter.

After chasing and running like this, they ran from evening to late night.

The moonlight was bright, and the people behind were biting to death, and there were more and more trends.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Mu Zihuai squinted his eyes and looked forward, dumbfounded. In front of him was a very empty yellow land with no trees or buildings.

Looking back at the crowd approaching step by step, Huangfu Yunhua frowned. There was empty flat land all around. When did they run to such a place?

The wasteland in the distance is flat and desolate, with no end in sight, which makes people feel bad.

But he couldn't bear to think about it, the people behind him were coming soon, Huangfu Yunhua threw the flour he had been carrying on his shoulders on the ground, tore open the bag of potatoes and sweet potatoes, sprinkled all of them on the ground, and pulled Mu Zihuai to run.

Almost as soon as they left, the crowd behind rushed over, but they stopped chasing the two of them, but were busy picking up things with their heads down.

The bag containing the flour was torn open by black and thin hands, and the white flour swayed out. The hungry people ignored the raw flour in front of them, grabbed it and stuffed it into their mouths, patting their chests and forcing themselves to swallow the dry flour. go in.The person who grabbed the sweet potato stuffed it into his mouth while trying to grab the flour, but was kicked away by the person in front and jumped on it again.

After a while, the whole bag of flour and sweet potatoes was snatched up, leaving only a little bit of white powder mixed with the loess. A few drops of blood seeped into the soil, staining the few grains of flour red.

It is said that Huangfu Yunhua dragged Mu Zihuai and ran all the way, and then stopped when he turned around and saw that there was no one there.

The two of them ran for almost one night, and at this time they were both tired and paralyzed on the ground. Huangfu Yunhua no longer had the style and luxury of Prince Minqing, and sat on the ground regardless of his image, panting heavily, his clothes were messy, and a few strands hung down his forehead hair strands.Mu Zihuai could only feel a strong bloody smell in his throat, which made him sick and vomited.

The night wind blows gently, the temperature gradually drops over time, the bright full moon hangs in the sky, and there is not a single star in sight.

The food was robbed, and he was still in a mess. Fortunately, Ren Danfeng still had a bag of rice, which was better than nothing.

"I haven't seen anyone after waiting for so long. They should all go back. My lord, let's go back too." Mu Zihuai sat up and said to the lord who was wandering around.

Huangfu Yunhua turned his head and looked at Mu Zihuai with a serious expression on his face.

"This should be the desert of the dead."

"Well, let's start...the desert of dead people?" Mu Zihuai jumped up from the ground, ran a few steps, and looked at the endless desert. "We have entered the desert of the dead? The desert that the magistrate Chen said there is no entry and no exit?"

Huangfu Yunhua nodded, his face under the moonlight was wet with sweat, and the playfulness in his eyes was swept away, showing seriousness and earnestness.