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Chapter 104 How to save people?



Chapter 104 How to save people?

"Tell me, what would you do if someone here died of illness?"

"Just throw him into the latrine and bury him." The man stepped back under a luminous stone and finally saw the clothes Zhong Ming was wearing.

Could he be a celestial master?

"I remember there was a rule that people were supposed to dig their own latrines and fill them themselves, so why are there still latrines here?"

"Immortal Master is joking. When we came in, even our farm tools were confiscated. How could we possibly have the ability to dig a pit?"

This is a place where even cultivators struggle to mine, let alone mortals.

"It was our oversight; where is the cesspool?"

"It's at the end of the road, almost there."

"No, we've already arrived."

A piece of tattered clothing hanging there landed on the back of his head. It was a piece of clothing that had been stripped from the body of the previous dead refugee and was hanging there as a toilet curtain.

"Are you going to jump in yourself, or should I send you in?"

"No, no, no, Immortal Master, I'll report them! I'll report the other prisoners. I can do good deeds, please don't kill me."

Zhong Ming didn't hear what he said. The guy tripped over something and fell backward.

"Ah! Help! Help me!"

Well, now there's no need for a trial.

Zhong Ming tilted his head. Once upon a time, he, like everyone else in Qingxi Town, hoped that a just and upright official would appear. Now, he was also a just and upright official.

Zhong Ming glanced at the thing on the ground that had tripped the person. Ah, it was a person.

"Hey kid, show me your ID." A dirty little boy was squatting there.

"Sir, when will the great calamity mentioned by the government end?"

"Almost there, it's already halfway done."

"That's good." The child picked up the bamboo strip, but Zhong Ming didn't take it. He glanced at it and told him to put it away.

"Kid, what are you doing here?"

"Work, in exchange for food."

"What kind of work do you do?"

"To wipe someone's butt."

"Why can you make money?"

"There's nothing else here to wipe my butt."

"understood."

Zhong Ming started walking back, silently counting the number of people here.

This time, his longsword hissed and sparked as it rubbed against the stone wall, producing an unpleasant sound.

Everyone instinctively pulled their feet back when he walked by.

He walked to the door and stood still.

Once counted, the number of women and children combined was slightly more than the number of men.

"boom!"

He slammed his fist into the stone wall, and everyone turned around. Those who were close even covered their heads with their hands and curled up in a corner.

"Listen up, all of you," Zhong Ming said, looking around. No one dared to meet his gaze. "From now on, only women and children can receive food. Each woman or child can receive two portions of food. That's it. If you disagree, come and ask my sword now."

The longsword slammed against the wall.

"Secondly, if anyone dares to break the law again, the women and children at the meal service can report them directly, and the soldiers can arrest them directly and await their fate."

In such cases, one can only inform the person distributing the food. Although this may not necessarily prevent crime, the men must ensure the survival of the women and children in order to avoid starvation.

I'm off to the next one.

......

Over the next period of time, Zhong Ming walked through several mine tunnels, each with different conditions. In one place, they even collected all the bamboo slips used as playing cards, and it took him a long time to confirm the identities of those people.

Not to mention those bamboo strips that were lost, used to wipe their bottoms and thrown into the latrine, or even used as currency.

I don't know what they're after.

Those who had lost their documents were all handed over to Yue Kaishan at the door by Zhong Ming. As for how he determined whether they were refugees or not, that remains a mystery.

Finally, Zhong Ming reached the last room.

He knew this place very well; he dug it out when he was competing with Yue Xingtian, and he guessed there were still holes in the wall from Yue Xingtian's elbow strikes.

We just finished investigating what Yue Xingtian dug, now we're investigating what he dug.

He went inside. There weren't many people in this familiar place; it seemed the government officials were also having a headache.

In order to keep up with Yue Xingtian's speed, he dug sideways, which made the space extremely narrow, and the latter half was too small for anyone to sleep in.

The first half of the check went surprisingly smoothly; everyone had identification. It wasn't until we got to the back that we realized there was a soldier managing things there.

"Why are you here?"

The soldier looked up listlessly, and immediately perked up.

"Reporting, sir, this is the wealthy district. These are all the families of landlords and rich merchants."

Feeling a little embarrassed, he quietly added, "There are also some who were willing to spend a lot of money to come in here."

The large sums of money mentioned here refer to bribing soldiers and superiors, not regular donations.

Zhong Ming frowned, looked at the long stretch of road ahead, and then sprinted into it.

"Immortal Master? Immortal Master! That place is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Ming had already rushed into the depths.

He felt something was strange as soon as he came in. All the holes that Yue Xingtian had made earlier were now blocked up. As he walked further in, he found that a hole had been dug out on the side to be used as a toilet.

If this is a toilet, then what was the purpose of the huge hole that Yue Xingtian blasted deep inside? The end of the adjacent mine tunnel is completely blocked.

Zhong Ming began to move forward quickly until there was a faint light ahead.

The moment he rushed out of the cave, he drew his sword to be on guard, and sure enough, the attack came in an instant.

"Ahhhhhhhh~"

A scream that ripped his eardrums, and a jumble of random things were thrown at his face.

"Catch a pervert!!! Soldier, what are you doing guarding the gate?!"

Several sharp female voices stunned Zhong Ming, and countless women's clothes were smeared on his face, including underwear and bras.

"Stop everyone!"

When Zhong Ming shouted, they shouted even louder.

His face flushed red, he pushed his clothes forward, turned his back, and said, "All of you, put on your clothes and get out here. This is a room inspection by cultivators. Anyone who disobeys will be executed."

He clearly lacked confidence in his words, and after saying them, he fled as fast as he could, only stopping when he reached the narrow passage of the outhouse.

Damn it.....

When the momentary embarrassment fades, all that remains is an even greater surge of anger.

The refugees next door are starving to death, and they've never changed their dirty clothes, yet you're taking a bath here!


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