The further down the mountain we went, the closer we were to the corpses, and the stench became stronger and stronger.

Lin Rui shouted, "Everyone, find a piece of cloth to cover your nose and mouth, don't breathe in too much stench!"

Everyone was convinced by Lin Rui's words, and they quickly found small pieces of cloth at home. Everyone, big and small, covered their noses and mouths tightly, so that the stench was not so serious.

The flies on the corpse were frightened by their approach and flew around. A black mass of them flew in front of everyone like a dark cloud covering the sky, and flew around the people and the ox cart.

The big blue ox kept swinging its tail to drive away the flies and insects that flew onto its body, and the adults kept waving the things in their hands to swat them. The flies and insects that were used to eating dead people grew huge, and the long-term comfortable eating environment made their vigilance reduced to the lowest level. Lin Rui and others could kill a whole nest of them with just a swipe of their hands. The disgusting internal organs of the insects also emitted an unpleasant fishy smell, which made everyone disgusted.

When you reach halfway up the mountain, you can see layers of victims who starved to death. Some of the bodies seemed to have been buried, but later they were probably dragged out by mountain wolves and wild dogs to be eaten. Broken limbs and bodies were everywhere, and the dried and shriveled bodies were covered with flocks of crows and vultures that did not shy away from people.

They stood on the corpse, facing the gazes of the crowd, and calmly lowered their heads provocatively to peck at the internal organs in the corpse's abdomen with their sharp beaks.

Whether it is a starving person or a scavenging animal, they all know that a skinny person has little fat on his body. The only thing that can fill his stomach is his internal organs. Although hunger will cause his internal organs to atrophy, it is still better than a thin layer of skin on his bones.

There were many corpses, and even more dead babies. The little corpses were thrown there naked without any graves. Their clothes and swaddling clothes had been taken away by adults. Some of them had turned to bones, while some were still intact. The time span ranged from a few days to a few months. It was clear that some people had fled the famine a long time ago.

The Lin family members, with their faces covered, were either afraid, horrified, or silent as they carried their bags and drove the carriage away from the mass grave. Looking at Lin Rui sitting in the carriage in front, they had never been so grateful that they had listened to him and chosen him as the new patriarch of the Lin family. They all owed Lin Rui a life.

Lin Rui was holding Qingqing in his arms, carrying Niuniu on his back, and his eldest sister was carrying a bag of clothes. Lin Zaozao had not been able to take good care of herself after giving birth for the past few days, and she was exhausted. Now she was weak, panting after taking two steps, and sweating all over. She looked even worse than Lin Pingmao in the refugee team.

Lin Pingmao is also tired now. After all, his children and grandchildren are filial and will carry him on their backs even when the roads are difficult to walk on. This is also what Lin Pingmao is most proud of. Along the way, their Lin family has never given up on any member of the clan.

Sanliang was pushing the family's wheelbarrow. The luggage piled on the wheelbarrow was higher than him. When he walked, he could only see the road conditions ahead by turning his head from time to time. Sanliang had mastered this skill along the way.

My brother-in-law and my father were driving an ox cart. Although the grain bags on the cart were empty, the miscellaneous luggage on it was still piled up like a mountain, especially Rui Ge'er's two large camphor wood boxes. I don't know what was in them, but they were heavy and particularly substantial.

When asked, he said mysteriously that it was a secret and something that could save lives in critical moments.

Lin Changxi couldn't think of anything that could save his life at a critical moment, unless it was food.

Yes, Lin Rui had already confiscated Feng Zhenniang's two camphorwood boxes as a dowry, and he had put two hundred kilograms of rice and flour into them.

A month had passed since he had come across the wilderness to survive, and on the 30th day, the nature of his golden finger finally changed. He could only stay in the house for half an hour before, and the supplies he used would appear according to the frequency of previous use.

But after the 30th day, Lin Rui discovered that the house was updated once a day. What did this mean? It meant that no matter what type of supplies in his space were used, they would be replenished immediately.

For example, there are only more than 50 kilograms of rice in his house now, but according to the rules of the house, he can take it out twice a day, which means he can take out 100 kilograms of rice from the house. Together with the 100 kilograms of rice hidden in the camphor wood box before the house was upgraded, he can already use 200 kilograms of rice.

Two hundred kilograms of rice are enough for more than thirty people to eat for a long time, and the medicines in the home safe will be constantly updated and will be enough.

If we follow this upgrade process, will the supplies in the house be inexhaustible in the same day?

He had previously complained that his house was useless, but now he had to admit that he had spoken too loudly. His golden finger had never let him down.

With such confidence, Lin Rui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He is also increasingly looking forward to the future when his house can be upgraded to a certain level. Will it break the barrier between ancient and modern times and allow him to travel between the two worlds?

If that's the case, it would be so cool. He is simply the male protagonist of a cool novel.

"Chief, Chief!" Lin Changtai anxiously touched Lin Rui, who was daydreaming.

Lin Rui came back to his senses: "Uncle Changtai, what's wrong?"

Lin Changtai pointed at Shuanzi and said, "I don't know if Shuanzi is suffering from poisoning, heatstroke, or evil spirits. He's vomiting so much that he can't even stand up!"

Feng Zhenniang immediately said, "Third Uncle, what are you talking about? Have you forgotten what our ancestors taught us in the wilderness? Don't talk about people during the day and ghosts at night. How could you be possessed by evil spirits? It must be too hot, and you must have a heat stroke!"

Everyone walked over to Shuanzi, and sure enough, he looked exhausted from vomiting. Shuanzi shed tears and said, "Chief, am I a burden to everyone?"

"What are you burdening me with? It's normal to get heatstroke in such hot weather. How can people not get sick after eating grains? Don't worry, you will be fine as long as I am here." Lin Rui patted Shuanzi's shoulder. Shuanzi really looked like he had heatstroke.

The weather was so hot that the way down the mountain was difficult and everyone was sweating profusely under the scorching sun.

Lin Rui simply shouted to everyone, "Rest here first. Lin Zicheng, come here."

Lin Zicheng was just about to sit down and relax when Lin Rui called him. He immediately jumped over and asked, "Chief, what's the matter?"

"Shuanzi has heatstroke, you should give him a Gua Sha treatment." Lin Rui said. Although he had never tried Gua Sha, when he was a child, whenever his grandparents had a headache or fever, or got heatstroke in summer, Gua Sha plus blood-picking was simply a panacea. The double combination of medicines would cure the disease very quickly.

Originally, he wanted to let Sanliang do the scraping for Shuanzi, but with Sanliang's strength, he was afraid that he would scrape Shuanzi back to his happy hometown, so he decided to let the well-behaved Lin Zicheng do it.

"Gua Sha?" Lin Zicheng was a little confused, and Lin Rui was even more confused: "Yeah, Gua Sha, you don't know how to do it?"