Pei shook her head. "One dou of rice is only five coins. One tael of silver is one thousand copper coins, which can buy two hundred dou of rice. How can this be worth anything?"

As he was talking, the innkeeper came over, looking embarrassed, "Excuse me, my family, we have been without water for six or seven days. Now we finally have water to sell, but it is too expensive to buy, so the inn has to raise the price. What do you think?"

Pei nodded, "It's hard for you to do this, we have no objection, go ahead and raise it."

The shopkeeper was overjoyed and thanked them promptly. He then turned around and asked other families staying in the inn.

After cleaning up the mess from breakfast, Xie Ling left the room.

I have to go check the condition of the kid from the Yu family today.

Wutong Alley is no longer as deserted as before. It is very lively today, and everyone is discussing the water sale.

Xie Ling walked over and listened to a few words.

"I want to mortgage my house to buy some water to save my life."

"My family only has two acres of thin land. It seems that I have no choice but to sell it."

"Not drinking water can really kill people. The old lady from the Zhang family at the end of the alley died of lack of water."

"Isn't there urine? In my family, we all pee and drink each other's urine."

"She peed on her kids and grandchildren, who cares about an old lady like her?"

Xie Ling looked around again and found that the leaves and bark on the sycamore trees, as well as the grass roots on the roadside, had all been plucked out.

I guess it wants to absorb moisture from it.

Xie Ling shook her head. She had water, but she was not a saint and she could not save so many people.

When I pushed open the door of Yu's house, I saw Yu Yichou carrying a bucket and cooking porridge in front of the stove.

After seeing Xie Ling, he asked, "Miss Xie, have you eaten yet? Do you want me to cook your portion?"

Xie Ling shook her head, "Why is there still water in your house?"

Yu Yichou pointed to the sky and said, "I know a little about astrology. I knew three months ago that Jincheng would be hit by a drought, so I stored a lot of water. It's enough for Qingyun and I to eat for several months. Do you want some?"

"No, I have water."

When Xie Ling came out after changing Yu Qingyun's medicine, Yu Yichou's porridge had just been cooked and he was sitting under a tree eating it.

Both of them had something to say, and Xie Ling gestured to Yu Yichou to speak.

Yu Yichou told Xie Ling the information he had obtained without any hesitation.

That’s why water is being sold these days, and Zhou Hui is planning to deal with the exiled prisoners.

Xie Ling was slightly angry and slammed his hand on the table, "How treacherous! We were the ones who killed the tiger in Hujiangou, but now it has become a tool for Zhou Hui and those noble families to make money!"

Yu Yichou continued: "Xie Xiaomei, I will take you to a place."

The place where Yu Yichou took Xie Ling was a mass grave on the outskirts of the city.

Corpses were piled together, and the ground was filled with dirty yellow rotten water. It looked extremely horrific, and a strong stench of corpses could be smelled from afar.

Yu Yichou smelled it and couldn't help vomiting, then hurried to the tree.

After a long while, he came back, holding his waist, "Although Jincheng was sealed, there were still people suffering from the plague. In order to achieve political achievements, Zhou Hui threw all the people suffering from the plague into that place, and killed those who were not dead and threw them in again."

He stared at Xie Ling with some admiration.

Such a horrifying place, even a grown man like him felt sick just by looking at it, so how come Xie Ling had no expression on his face?

Xie Ling asked, "How long has this place existed?"

Yu Yichou replied: "Half a month."

The corpse water seeped into the ground, spread, infected countless plants, and carried many viruses in the air.

It is estimated that many people have already contracted the disease, but are still in the incubation period.

"Within three days, the epidemic in Jincheng will surely break out."

Yu Yichou was a little surprised, "So fast?"

Xie Ling glanced at the sea of ​​blood and corpses in the distance again, then turned back and said, "I agree to be a goddess, but you have to tell me your plan."