Wei Xiyin hadn't walked far when she ran into Chang Ying, who was leading his men to search house to house.
The doors of some houses were tightly closed, and the zombies were trapped inside and unable to get out. In this case, they could only break in and kill them.
Chang Ying came over to greet her when he saw her, "Greetings, young lady."
"What's the situation?" Wei Xiyin asked.
Chang Ying quickly said, "We have already searched two streets and eliminated more than forty zombies."
"Qin Shan is leading the guards of the fort to search from the other end. I believe it will be cleared out tomorrow." The privately raised troops of the fort are led by Qin Shan.
Wei Xiyin nodded and said, "Then you go ahead and do your work. I'll go take a look at the underground palace."
The underground palace was very large, almost half the size of the fortress. It was interconnected with many passages. If it weren't for the tribesmen guarding the door leading the way, she would have had no way of finding the direction.
Wei Xiyin couldn't help but sigh that the Wei family was even richer than she had imagined. Not only could they build such a large fort, but they could also dig out an underground palace.
You have to know that technology was not advanced at that time, and it would cost a lot of manpower and financial resources.
The tribesman who led the way led her to a passage on one side of the underground palace, where there were dug-out earthen houses on both sides.
The people who followed in were all settled here.
There were 207 people in total. Some of them secretly left a few days ago, and now the registered number is 172.
Wei Mingze, the seventh uncle who was in charge of the affairs of the underground palace, had people register these people by household and would allocate houses to them only after it was safe above.
The fortress is now in a state of disrepair. The bloodstains on the streets need to be cleaned up, the damaged houses need to be repaired, and there are also zombies outside and the funerals of the tribesmen.
Things are happening one after another, and people are needed everywhere.
Wei Xiyin planned to let these people join in the reconstruction of the fortress, to enhance their sense of belonging, and to help them adapt and settle down as soon as possible.
Two days passed like this.
Chang Ying and Qin Shan led their troops to search every corner of the fort. After confirming that it was safe, everyone packed up and moved back to the ground.
The children from the hot spring villa were also brought back, and those who lost their loved ones were raised by their closest blood relatives.
Wei Xiyin and Wei Lang followed their grandfather back to the old house.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see a tall sycamore tree planted in the front yard. The yard is covered with dead leaves, which looks quite bleak.
In the past, the old house was uninhabited, but there were always servants cleaning it. Now, not long after, it has become so dilapidated.
Seeing this, Uncle Wu immediately ordered his servants to start cleaning up.
The eldest family was originally in Kyoto, and only two servants were left to guard the old house. Those two died in the riot. Now the servants in the yard were all transferred from the fifth family.
The brother and sister supported their grandfather into the house, one on each side. When they reached the main courtyard, they saw dried bloodstains on the corridor.
Wei Ji's steps suddenly stopped, and he stared at the bloodstain in a daze, as if he remembered the person who left the bloodstain that day.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little dull.
Wei Xiyin quickly spoke up and talked about other things, "Grandfather, how much food is left in the clan now?"
Wei Ji was indeed distracted by her words.
He came back to his senses, looked at his granddaughter deeply, and then said, "A few days ago, your seventh uncle told me that there are now 5,000 bushels of grain stored in the fort."
"This is only the public grain reserves, not including the grain stored by each family."
One dou is about twelve pounds, and five thousand dou sounds like a lot, but it is actually far from enough. You have to know that there are still thousands of people in the dock.
In recent years, natural disasters have occurred in various places, the harvest costs in the fields have been poor, and the price of food has continued to rise.
Now we are facing a zombie crisis. If the people are unable to sow seeds, I am afraid that a more serious famine will follow.
They have to find a way to store food.
But where can we find food now?
Wei Xiyin actually already had an idea in her heart, but she was afraid that if she expressed such a rebellious idea, not only would no one agree with her, but she would even be scolded for being so audacious.
She had no choice but to put her thoughts aside for the moment and said honestly, "No one will plant any crops in the fertile fields next year, and there will be no new crops next year. I'm afraid we won't be able to sustain this little food for long."
"The food can still last for a while." Wei Ji pondered, "As for those living dead outside, the tribesmen want to bury them as soon as possible."
After the chaos broke out, the injured elder who entered the underground palace began to fall ill. The medical officer examined him and found that he had no pulse, his heart had stopped beating long ago, and there was no trace of life on his body.
Later, after seeing several more tribesmen who had fallen ill, the medical officer confirmed that once infected with this disease, people would die immediately. What everyone saw now was just a corpse that could move and eat people.
When Wei Jichu heard his granddaughter call them zombies, he thought the description was very appropriate. Isn't it just a corpse that has lost its life?
Wei Xiyin felt something was wrong when she heard this, and replied hesitantly, "We should consider this matter carefully. Right now, we only have a total of more than 200 people."
Of course she knew that there were many members of the Wei family outside, and her living relatives naturally wanted to bury them as soon as possible, but she couldn't let the guards who followed her all the way take risks.
Chang Ying and others followed her back through mountains and rivers. They encountered many dangers along the way and were exhausted both physically and mentally. Up to now, her guards have not had a day of rest.
not to mention……
"We don't have armor, and the guards are risking their lives. If we're not careful, there's a risk of infection." Wei Xiyin said.
Thinking of this, Wei Xiyin simply asked, "I just wonder if the clan has the materials to make protective gear. My granddaughter wants to make all the preparations and then gather people to go out and clean up the monsters."
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