Chapter 380:

A sudden change in the world On a bed made of thatched grass.

The two people were staring at each other.

No one spoke.

One of them had a cloth wrapped around his head, and an unpleasant herbal smell filled the air, which was not pleasant.

The little fellow in coarse linen clothes squatted there, staring at him blankly.

The two looked at each other for a long while.

"Are you mute?"

Suddenly, the little guy, who looked only eight or nine years old, finally asked.

Wei Chuanming: “?”

He didn't want to pay any attention to the little guy.

So he closed his eyes.

He just wants to die, is it that difficult?

Why create trouble again?

A weak body, heavy breathing, haggard state, and a painful head.

This unprecedented fragility and ordinariness was too much for him to bear.

When I feel a little better, I will find a place where there is no one and commit suicide to avoid being seen and continuing to suffer.

"Here comes the medicine."

After an unknown amount of time, a man who was obviously much older, about 30 or 40 years old, walked in holding a bowl with a chip on it.

Even the air in the leaky room became a little turbid for a moment, and the bitter smell filled my nose without even having to taste it.

"Wake up, take your medicine."

Wei Chuanming felt his arm being shaken.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the little guy pulling his arm.

After noticing that he had opened his eyes, the little guy pointed at the medicine bowl with a chip on it in the man's hand, and held it up with both hands, making a gesture of drinking medicine.

It seems that they really think he is mute.

The little guy took the medicine bowl from the man and handed it to Wei Chuanming.

Wei Chuanming just glanced at it but didn't answer.

"Drink the medicine!"

The little guy moved his mouth as if he was drinking medicine.

Somewhat stupid.

Wei Chuanming thought to himself, then turned his head away, too lazy to pay attention.

"Is this person stupid?"

Mo Feng looked at the man and asked worriedly, "He is a mute and now he doesn't even know how to take medicine."

But without waiting for an answer, he sat forward like a cricket, and his tender little hand with calluses grabbed Wei Chuanming's chin directly, and turned Wei Chuanming's head around without any courtesy.

Then he exerted force with his palm and pinched Wei Chuanming's mouth open.

Then he put the medicine bowl in his other hand towards his mouth and poured it out! "Fuck!"

With a curse, Wei Chuanming tried to somersault but failed, and fell back onto the thatched bed.

The hot medicine was extremely bitter, and the most important thing was—it was really fucking burning!

"Pah, pah, pah! Shaha~Shaha~Shaha~"

In desperation, Wei Chuanming lay on the side of the bed, spitting wildly and breathing in cold air.

This operation is really too difficult for him as he is now an ordinary person.

After a few seconds, the airflow was blocked in the body, and he couldn't help coughing madly. Tears and snot flowed out uncontrollably, and he looked really miserable.

"You are fucking sick!"

It was with great difficulty that he finally managed to stop his body's instinctive reaction. Wei Chuanming, who looked extremely ugly, was furious and extremely angry.

When has he ever been so embarrassed before? ! "Huh? You can talk!"

Mo Feng's eyes lit up, and he didn't grasp the point at all, "Why don't you just drink it yourself? Why do you have to let me feed you?"

"Who the hell asked you to feed him?!"

Wei Chuanming was furious.

If you guys hadn't caused so much trouble, I would have waited for eighteen years!

How could I still have to go through such torture!

"You're not taking medicine when you're injured, are you a fool?"

Mo Feng looked at him with concern, "Did your brain get smashed?"

“.”

A surge of blood rushed to his head, and Wei Chuanming felt that it would not be a bad idea to take one away with him before he died.

"Mo Feng, you can't talk like that."

Until this time, the man who had been looking at Wei Chuanming finally spoke, and then said: "This is Daqi, Laogu Village. When we saw you, you were lying on the ground with a hole in your head and blood all over the ground. You were lucky to be alive. It was Mo Feng who found you and saved you.

Don't worry, we are Mohists, and saving people is our duty.

Do you remember what happened before? Judging from your accent, you should be from the Xia Dynasty, right? Did you encounter robbers on the road? Do you remember where your family is? "

The middle-aged man explained the whole story in great detail.

It seems like she really treated him like a fool.

Wei Chuanming snorted coldly and didn't answer at all.

It was bad luck for him to meet these two people.

Once he recovers a little, he will leave on his own.

However, although he did not speak, there was a buzzing sound coming from his stomach.

Wei Chuanming's already rosy face was covered with a rich blood color, and his cheeks were extremely hot.

Ordinary people are just so embarrassed.

You will feel weak when you are injured, you will feel weak when you are hungry, and you will feel especially weak when you are in a bad mood.

Even I can't control myself.

Lowly in the dust.

"So you're hungry."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Mo Feng, go get some food."

"Okay."

The little fellow named Mo Feng jumped down from the thatched bed and soon came in with a few black steamed buns.

The steamed bread was only the size of a baby's fist, black and gray in color, with bits of wheat bran mixed in.

"There are only four steamed buns left."

Mo Feng scratched his head, looked at their few stored food, gritted his teeth and said: "The wounded will eat two, I'm still young, I'll eat half, Brother Liu, you eat one and a half."

"You're still growing, so eat one and a half. I'll just eat half."

The man named Brother Liu rubbed Mo Feng's head and said, "Give it to the wounded first."

Mo Feng placed two black steamed buns in front of Wei Chuanming.

Wei Chuanming turned his head away with disdain.

He even disdains this stuff as pig food in the backyard.

Not to mention that he was just hungry, he wouldn't be able to eat a bite even if he died.

However, these two people seemed to have misunderstood his meaning.

"It's okay, eat. Although we are in a tight spot right now, I heard from the government that the Xia Dynasty has agreed to help us. It is said that there are tens of thousands of dan of grain! It should be delivered soon.

The autumn harvest is coming soon. As long as we can get through this period, there will be no shortage of food. "

Brother Liu comforted him, "Eat quickly, you're welcome."

"Yes, the Xia Dynasty is truly righteous, and is worthy of being the birthplace of our Mohist school."

Mo Feng also nodded in agreement, then nibbled the black steamed bread in his hand with great care, as if he was eating some delicious food, "Since Xia Chao has agreed, he will definitely send it over.

If I have a chance in the future, I must go to the Xia Dynasty. I heard that there was never a shortage of food there, and the people lived very well. They could even capture officials and file a complaint. Are you from the Xia Dynasty? Is that true?"

Mo Feng asked curiously.

“.”

Wei Chuanming felt inexplicably irritated.

"Eat, didn't I tell you you're welcome?"

A thin but calloused hand shook him gently.

Wei Chuanming was furious. He grabbed the two steamed buns in front of him and threw them to the ground. "Get away! What Xia Dynasty? How should I know?

"You can eat this kind of pig food? Eat, eat, eat, I'll eat your head!"

"you?!"

Mo Feng watched helplessly as the two steamed buns rolled around on the dusty ground for several circles, and a layer of thick gray appeared on the already black surface.

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There was a layer of mist in the little guy's clear eyes, followed by endless anger.

With one hand, he lifted Wei Chuanming up from the thatched bed. His small body contained unimaginable strength.

Staring at those extremely angry eyes, Wei Chuanming had no doubt that this seemingly harmless little guy wanted to beat him to death with one punch.

"Mo Feng, let go! Let go now!"

Brother Liu rushed over, using both hands to exert extra strength, trying to pry Mo Feng's hands apart, but the little guy's strength was so great that even an adult could hardly pry them apart.

"He threw away his food!"

Mo Feng roared angrily, his eyes like a tiger whose territory was invaded, or a dragon whose reverse scale was touched, opening its bloody mouth and ready to devour someone.

"Look at the clothes he's wearing! They are made of the finest silk, and both the color and the clothing are extraordinary. How can such a person understand the value of food? I'm afraid he has never eaten such food before, and he thinks we are humiliating him."

Brother Liu quickly coaxed him, "Quickly let go and put him down first. Let's talk about it later."

"snort!"

Mo Feng said coldly, and threw Wei Chuanming hard onto the bed, making a crisp "bang" sound.

The intense pain forced Wei Chuanming to gasp again, and his whole body felt like it was almost falling apart.

A great master, now without any strength, even a child could flatten and roll him, with no way for him to resist.

There was a bitter smile immediately.

Mo Feng ignored him and quickly ran over to pick up the two dusty steamed buns. He kept patting them with his palms, but there was too much dust and he couldn't pat them away quickly.

The look of heartache on Mo Feng's face became more and more intense. He rubbed the steamed bread on his clothes, trying to get rid of the dust on it.

Wei Chuanming, who had not wanted to speak, saw this and cursed, "Where did this country bumpkin come from? Two steamed buns are so precious. Pigs eat better than you."

However, Mo Feng just glared at him fiercely and hid the precious steamed bread in his arms, "I would rather starve you to death than give you any food!"

"Haha, you are a distinguished guest who came from the Xia Dynasty, so you naturally don't know the sufferings of Daqi."

Brother Liu laughed instead, not getting angry. He just said calmly, "Xia Dynasty is indeed not short of food. But there is a big shortage. Many people have starved to death a while ago. There are too many places affected by the disaster, and the court can't take care of it. There are bandits everywhere, robbing the road, and hungry people can do anything."

Wei Chuanming frowned and did not answer directly, but asked: "How do you know I am from the Xia Dynasty?"

He never revealed his identity, but the other party was quite sure.

We can't just rely on guessing, right?

"The sound of talking."

Brother Liu gave an unexpected answer, "Although the voices in different places are different, they are not difficult to distinguish. People from ordinary countries are bound to sound reserved and not straightforward when they speak.

But the people of the Xia Dynasty that I met always spoke confidently and generously, full of pride. Their voices were also much higher than others, and they were never afraid of other people's gazes."

It is said that a mother is honored by her son.

But when you are away from home, you feel blessed by your motherland.

This phenomenon was especially direct among countries neighboring the Xia Dynasty.

As long as you meet more people, it is not difficult to find the differences between the people of the Xia Dynasty and the people of other countries.

The pride and confidence from the bottom of my heart are about to overflow.

The Xia Dynasty did have this qualification, which was enough for its people to feel proud of being Xia people even when they were away from home.

This person is relatively restrained. Some merchants from the Xia Dynasty talk about the Xia Dynasty every other sentence. They often say "our Xia Dynasty is so and so", for fear that others don't know that they came from the Xia Dynasty.

Even when doing good things, he likes to talk about the Xia Dynasty.

After all, a person's name is difficult to spread, but a country is much easier to remember - especially when that country is the strongest one.

It is no exaggeration to say that when the people of the Xia Dynasty came to Daqi, they were like the masters. Even the government would give them some face, and when encountering problems, they would handle them much faster.

This is a treatment that no one in Daqi has ever received. How could it not be impressive?

“.”

Wei Chuanming was silent for a moment.

He did not hate the Xia Dynasty.

I also don't want to bring shame to the Xia Dynasty.

Not long ago, he was also part of the Xia Dynasty, a part that was worthy of pride.

"They are just two dirty steamed buns. Just throw them away. I will compensate you."

After a moment, Wei Chuanming said.

"What are you going to pay for?"

Mo Feng asked with great dissatisfaction.

"Oh, you are too polite. Hehe, hehehe."

Mo Feng was holding a large bag of food, smiling, overjoyed. How could he be angry at all? "My clothes are made of the finest 'heavenly silk', which is first-class in the Xia Dynasty! I can only exchange them for half a bag of food?!"

Wei Chuanming, who was wrapped in a coarse linen shirt, was furious. "Black marketeer! I'm going to chop him up!"

"Be content. In this world, food is the hard currency. Moreover, it's half a bag of flour, which is a good thing that money can't buy."

Brother Liu, however, was very open-minded. "If we save these things a little, it will be more than enough to last until the aid from the Xia Dynasty. At least we don't have to eat grass roots, tree barks, or even Guanyin soil anymore. It will be good if we can get through this period."

As the world changed, countless people suffered from disasters.

Everywhere there are citizens and people who are hungry for food.

The Xia Dynasty was strong and not seriously damaged, and it even had some strength to spare. But Da Qi was not so lucky.

Not starving to death is considered a success.

Now with this half bag of flour, as long as nothing else unexpected happens, we can easily get through it.

While thinking this, Mo Feng's feet felt empty.

I fell on the flat road.

The little guy rolled over and quickly grabbed the flour bag, not daring to lose it.

"How can we be so careless? We..."

Before Brother Liu could finish his words, the ground began to roll like surging waves, shaking the earth and mountains! His face changed drastically.

Damn it, it happened again! This time, the magnitude was even greater than the first time!

"The earth dragon flips over!"

Gu family courtyard.

In the yard, Gu Dan and Shang sat opposite each other, brewing tea and talking.

Of course, the tea this time was provided by Gu Dan.

Both of them are free now and have plenty of time to chat slowly.

The disaster situation in the Xia Dynasty was not enough to completely shut down the dynasty. In addition to the government officials, people from the Mohist, Confucian, and Legalist schools were also maintaining order in the Xia Dynasty, so the situation could naturally be maintained.

The two of them can also stay in the small courtyard and take a break from their busy lives for a little while.

However, during the conversation, Gu Dan suddenly stood up.

In an instant, he realized that the extremely thin spiritual energy that was slowly rising from the ground, which he could only barely absorb in part, suddenly surged a lot.

Surge The next moment, the ground began to shake violently.

The dramatic changes in the world happened again after more than a year.

(End of this chapter)