For several months in a row, there were only refugees running from north to south, and few were seen running from south to north.

When Lin You returned to the north this time, he was once again shocked by the miserable situation in the world.

As they walked along, they didn't see many living people, only empty villages. When they pushed open the dilapidated door, the house was full of cobwebs and dust. It seemed that this land was "dead".

The dry and barren fields, the dilapidated houses, and the occasional dead bones on the road make it seem like this is not the human world, but hell.

It’s not that the imperial court hasn’t sent people to suppress disasters before, but such natural disasters are obviously beyond human control.

Besides, the North could no longer be saved, and the South was not peaceful either. Countless local tyrants rose up and rebelled against the court.

The imperial court was already busy taking care of itself, so how could it care about the north?

Lin You thought of his father, the prefect of Anyang City, who had been working tirelessly ever since the influx of refugees. The refugees were pitiful, but they could only allow a small half of them into the city, and had to watch countless refugees defending the city gates and starving to death.

We cannot release the refugees, how can we support them if we release them?

How much food and manpower are needed for so many people?

Anyang City doesn't have that much food! It doesn't have that many soldiers! If we let the refugees in, more people will die.

Lin You didn't dare to think back to that scene, nor did he dare to recall what his father said.

He still remembers asking his father why he didn't let the refugees into the city. Those were real lives! Men and women, old and young, they traveled a long way, countless people died, and they suffered a lot before they finally arrived in Anyang City, where they thought they could survive and start a new life.

But his father just asked him to kneel, and he knelt for a whole day until his legs were numb as if they were no longer his own.

His father then said to him: "Your father is not a god or Buddha, he can't save everyone!"

"Let me ask you, it's easy to let them in, and then what?"

"How do we feed them? If we don't feed them, how can they survive? We have to rob or steal. They have to survive, and the people in the city have to survive too!"

"Even if I spend all my wealth, how many people can I save?"

Lin You was indignant at the time, thinking that his father was shirking his responsibilities, and he stood aside to avoid trouble: "Which of the families in the city doesn't have stored food? If they take out the food they have stored, they can save tens of thousands of people! Their food and property are taken from the people, shouldn't they use it for the people?!"

The father just looked at him as if he was a fool: "Will they be willing to give out the food? Even if they are willing to give it out, how many days will it last? What happens after they finish eating it?"

“To feed refugees, we need land, not food! We need to give them something to do!”

"Besides, I, your father, have to look after the faces of several families." The father smiled bitterly, "Do you think it's glamorous for me to be the governor? Do you think my words are so effective? I have only been here for a few years, and how many years have those people stayed in Anyang City?"

"Even a powerful dragon doesn't suppress a local snake. Do I, your father, look like a powerful dragon?"

That's why Lin You came. He didn't care about the chaotic situation or the court. He came here just to buy food.

Buy food that can keep people alive.

Even if we cannot allow the refugees into the city, at least we can provide them with porridge outside the city so that they...will not eat their own children.

But he was not sure if he could find the immortal cave.

He remembered the way, and he was worried that the immortal had already left and moved to another place.

"Even if we can escort the food back safely, what's the point?" Cousin Gao Sheng didn't care about gods. It's not that he didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but he only believed in them when he had something to ask for. He didn't believe in them when he had nothing to ask for. "There are only 200 of us. How much can we escort back? We can't protect more."

Lin You's face was not looking good. Along the way, Gao Sheng had poured cold water on him countless times: "How can you give up easily if you haven't tried anything before? Cousin, please stop talking."

Goldman was not angry. He knew that his cousin had a childish mind. After so many years of studying, he had already engraved the teachings of sages into his bones. Although he teased him, he was also full of admiration.

How many scholars have tried their best to get into the court, and they talk about the principles of sages, but those principles are just weapons to pave the way for them, not the foundation of their lives. How many people in the court form cliques for personal gain? How many people still remember the principles in the books?

But Lin You, who had already crossed the mountains of corpses and seas of blood and returned to Anyang City, still dared to ask for permission to escape from the wilderness again.

When Goldman Sachs came, he made a pledge that he would bring his lazy cousin back safely, otherwise if anything happened to his cousin, he would not live alone.

"That's the forest!" Lin You pointed at the familiar woods not far away and shouted excitedly, "The immortal is in there!"

Goldman asked curiously, “Shouldn’t it be on the mountain?”

Don’t all gods like to run to the top of the mountain?

Lin You just felt that his cousin was full of questions. They had been arguing all the way, and Lin You really didn't want to argue anymore, so he rode his horse into the forest.

Goldman Sachs had no choice but to follow with his men.

After entering the forest, it would take several days to reach the immortal cave even if riding a horse. Lin You was not in a hurry. He would dismount and lead the way through places that could not be passed by horse. As a spoiled young man, he could rest under the tent and eat dry food that choked his throat without complaining.

"It's much better than when I left. Before I met the immortal, I didn't have enough dry food to eat." Lin You took a sip of water, "Alas, I'm sick again. I'm hot, hungry and thirsty every day."

Goldman frowned: "Didn't someone escort you?"

Lin You waved his hand: "Don't blame them, the food is tight on me, they are hungrier than me."

"My parents were looking for someone in the south, but the southerners had no idea that the north was already in this state."

They walked for another three days before finally arriving at an open space under the leadership of Lin You.

This place looks like it has been artificially trimmed, but if you look closely, you can't see any traces of carving, as if there was originally a place in the forest where no trees grew.

Goldman Sachs was stunned by the square house not far away at a glance.

The house had no eaves or tiles, and was a whole piece of stone, as if it had been hollowed out and split very neatly, without any dents or protrusions. Even the best craftsmen today could not do this.

If you build a house with stone, you will have to grind the stone into bricks. No matter how big the bricks are, they can never be so natural.

Not to mention that strange plaque, I wonder how much good iron it must have consumed.

"What are the words on the plaque?" Goldman Sachs felt that they looked familiar.

Lin You: "It should be Xianwen. When I first came back, I also thought it was Yawen with missing arms and legs."

Goldman already believed it in his heart, so he stopped talking to avoid embarrassment.

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When Ye Zhou heard the sounds of people and horses, he was already prepared to welcome the people coming - of course, he was ready to rob.

You can tell as soon as you hear those sounds that they are not made by refugees.

When guests come, there is wine; when enemies come, there are pistols.

Ye Zhou did not go out by himself, but asked Cao'er's mother and Sarah to go out and take a look.

After receiving Ye Zhou's notification, Cao'er's mother walked to the supermarket entrance with Sarah, and behind them were Wu Yan and others hiding in the shadows.

"It's Master Lin." Cao'er's mother, who was originally worried, now put her mind at ease.

She said to Sarah, "Mr. Lin was here before and took away a lot of things!"

Although she was afraid of Lin You, she didn't hate him.

Besides, the immortal is willing to exchange things with Lin You, which means that Lin You is a good person.

"Aunt Li!" Lin You was very friendly when he saw Cao'er's mother. Although he was also frightened by Sarah, he thought about it and felt that it was nothing surprising. There were still foreigners in Anyang City.

Cao'er's mother smiled and said, "Mr. Lin."

Lin You poked his head into the supermarket and asked, "Is the Immortal here?"

Before Cao'er's mother responded, she heard the voice of the immortal coming from the supermarket.

"Send him in."

Cao'er's mother then said, "Mr. Lin, please come in."

Lin You turned around and said to Gao Sheng: "Cousin, wait for me here and don't move around casually."

Gao Sheng also wanted to go in, so he asked Cao'er's mother, "Lin You is my cousin, can I go in with him?"

Cao'er's mother's face turned cold: "Since the immortal only called one, only one can enter."

Goldman glanced at Lin You, hoping that his cousin would say something for him.

But Lin You was so eager to go home that he didn't notice his cousin's lingering look. He smiled like a heartless fool and said, "Cousin, I'll be back soon!"

Then he rushed into the supermarket like a young swallow flying into the forest.

The moment he walked into the supermarket, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. There was a refreshing fragrance in the supermarket. It was not the fragrance of flowers or incense, but the fragrance made him sigh.

When Cao'er's mother sent Lin You into the lounge, as soon as she opened the door, Ye Zhou was almost frightened by the dark-skinned young man in front of him.

The last time he saw Lin You, Lin You was still a typical sickly nobleman with red lips and white teeth. This time, he was not only darker and stronger, but also dressed more like an ordinary farmer.

"Immortal!" Lin You subconsciously lifted up his invisible clothes and knelt down in front of Ye Zhou with a plop.

Ye Zhou, who was used to kneeling, had no emotion: "Get up, no need to kneel."

Lin You got up from the ground and said with a folded hand: "Immortal, I have no way to repay you for saving my life! This time I came here for the tens of thousands of refugees outside Anyang City. I only ask you to lend a helping hand and give me divine food to save lives."

Ye Zhou: “…”

Why does it sound like you can't repay me, so just don't repay me?

Fortunately, Lin You's next sentence was: "This time, I also brought some things for exchange."

Ye Zhou was in a good mood when Lin You poured cold water on him again.

Lin You: "I know that earthly gold and silver are like dirt to immortals, so I decided not to bring those mundane things."

Ye Zhou had no expression on his face, his heart was numb: "..."

No, I'm just an ordinary person. I just want to make money. I will take as much gold and silver as you give me. I don't care whether it's dirt or not!

Playing tricks is indeed a double-edged sword!

Ye Zhou felt like he was on a roller coaster and his heart could hardly take it.

Great joy, great sorrow, sorrow then joy again.

I don’t know what “otherworldly” things Lin You brought to exchange.

But this time, Lin You didn’t even wear good clothes, nor did he wear a crown. His belt was just a cloth belt, and he couldn’t even take off his clothes.

Why!

Is he here to repay a favor or to seek revenge?