Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

As for spending so much money to get so much food?

It's so funny, how could she be so stupid?

It was all thanks to the rescue efforts sent from Xilan City and the capital. The relief food distributed by the imperial court was enough to prevent these refugees from starving to death.

However, they had to add some fine stones and sand into the rice porridge, which was already diluted a lot, making it impossible to filter it out.

Did they intend to embezzle the food? Then they really succeeded.

After all, who would eat this kind of junk unless they were really starving to death?

Therefore, except for the first day, the people of Xilan City flocked to the city after hearing that the government would distribute food. However, when they got their hands on the food, they found out that it was such a thing. Some hooligans spit it out on the spot, cursing and throwing away Lian Wan.

Lan Peilan smiled with some sarcasm. Only those refugees who were so humble that they didn't complain about anything would accept it without complaint, or even with gratitude.

There was no more rushing to grab the medicine, and the government issued a notice the next day, asking people to stay at home and wait, and soldiers would take them to various distribution points for them to collect.

There was food, but the amount was reduced and even some stones and sand were added before distribution, which naturally made the gangsters angry.

You know, in her previous world, when she was quarantined at home, huge packages of supplies including three meals a day were delivered to her door.

Lan Peilan took advantage of this loophole and started making trouble as soon as the slightest rumor of corruption among government officials spread.

All the manpower was used to suppress the thugs, resulting in countless casualties, so naturally there was no energy left to guard the warehouse.

The disease was rampant, and no matter how chaotic it was, it would not attract other people's attention. If all the relief food was stolen, they would only think that this group of hooligans had done it together.

As for not finding it after going door to door, they can only blame themselves for being incompetent.

Although she showed up with a large amount of food at a relatively close time, it didn't matter. A group of dying people would never let the news out.

Being able to provide her with merit is the best use of things.

The food was originally sent by the imperial court to the refugees, but it was distributed to them again in a different form, and it was even more abundant than before.

Even if the government told the refugees that the grain was of unknown origin and was likely stolen relief grain from the imperial court, the refugees and the gangsters who profited from it didn't care about that. They just followed whoever gave them the food.

She is a genius at earning fame without paying any price.

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Here, we saw the gangsters dragging the man away forcefully.

The remaining people behind him were so frightened that they trembled all over. They originally wanted to do the same as the first person, but gave up at this moment. It was obvious that this group of people had long been accustomed to such a daily routine.

Be obedient and queue up to get the porridge. At least you can eat the "porridge" diluted with water that these evil people have left over. If you dare to "swallow" the porridge privately, the only outcome is death.

Shen Zhinian stood not far from the group of people, following them closely, but his eyes were getting colder little by little.

Until the refugee was turned into a dead end in a nearby alley, the surrounding thugs gathered there without even pretending to be there.

Sure enough, every country has no shortage of livestock.

She retracted the barrier around the few people and smiled: "It's time to get to work."

As soon as the voice fell, several people immediately divided the work and left.

Fang Wushuang took the lead in rescuing people at the entrance of the alley in the blind spot, while Fu Guanci and Duan Tinghan, one went to see if there were any illegal immigrants in the area, and the other went to the warehouse to recover the stolen relief food.

Looking at the skinny man who was cornered by a group of thugs, Fang Wushuang's heart suddenly sank. At this moment, she seemed to have a hallucination of the scene where her brother was besieged and died.

The muscles in his arms were tense from gripping the hilt of the sword. In just a moment, the thugs who had gathered in the alley with smiles on their faces, preparing to torture the refugees, let out unprecedentedly loud screams the next second.

The gangster who led the abduction of the refugees didn't even have time to beg for mercy before his ugly and hideous head rolled to the ground.

“Ahhhhhhh murder!!!”

The loud noise naturally attracted people's attention. They were very familiar with this sound. Wasn't it the voice of the gangsters who threatened them every day?

The group turned pale instantly, but when they listened again, they could hear nothing.

The shocking smell of blood was covered up by the heavy rain, leaving only the dull sound of rain hitting the ground.

The guards who originally had no intention of caring about these people suddenly realized that something was wrong.

They looked at each other, immediately put down the spoons in their hands, and ran towards the chaotic scene.

Only the refugees with numb expressions and constant coughing were left standing there, not daring to move.

It's not that no one has resisted before, but in this chaotic place nowadays, there are far more evil people than normal people. If you can successfully resist today, you don't have to wait until tomorrow, because other evil people who have heard the news will come to your door that night.

If only they died, they wouldn't be afraid, after all, they had already been infected with the plague, but that was not the case.

The group of evil people were worried that they had no excuse to bully their wives and children. The consequence of resistance would be that the whole family would suffer a fate worse than death.

The one who was rushing to drink the porridge today was only because his family members had died of illness yesterday. He had no motivation to live anymore, so he might as well just die with a full stomach.

Therefore, no matter what happens at the entrance of the alley today, their situation will not change.

The sound of gentle footsteps was heard, and the refugees, who were looking down at the ground in fear, suddenly saw two spotless figures appear in their sight.

Not even the rain had touched it.

!!!

The group of people looked up suddenly with wide eyes of horror.

What I saw first was an oil-paper umbrella with ink-and-wash flowers and birds painted on it. My vision swayed as it did so, revealing two identical immortal faces under the umbrella.

The surprised gaze did not seem to cause any fluctuations in the hearts of the two men. They only saw him walking slowly to the front and finally stopped at the place where the guards had distributed food before.

Shen Zhinian efficiently picked out several refugees whose conditions were slightly better. Apart from the gray aura caused by the plague, there was nothing else on their bodies. It was obvious that they were all normal people who had never done anything bad.

Then he said, "We'll talk about the rest later. You guys finish your portions of porridge first, and then distribute the porridge here to make sure everyone gets some."

After saying that, he immediately filled up the porridge for several people. When passing it to them, he lowered the temperature so that it was just the right temperature for eating.

The few people who were originally a little nervous when they were called out: "!!!"

He took the porridge in a daze, but it fell out of his hand because of his absent-minded expression. Fortunately, it was caught by a pair of slender hands in the next second.

When he came to his senses, the porridge had already returned to his hands.

Their vision was blurred and several people blinked desperately, as if they wanted to imprint the two people in their hearts.

The girl had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and she gave off a faint, cool aura, while the older man beside her had an even more sacred air about him, as if he was otherworldly.

"Immortal, immortal...it's the immortal from heaven who came down to earth to save us!!!"

“Wow, I’m saved! This can’t be a dream, woooo…”

"It hurts so much, I just pinched myself, it's not a dream, it's real!"

Shen Zhinian: “Meow meow meow???” She just said one sentence.

It’s not that serious. It really isn’t that serious.