Li Huowang, with a solemn expression, walked in Daqi and looked at everything around him.
This is not what Niu San said. There is nothing but grass. At least in Youdu, the capital of Daliang, there are still numerous ruins.
Li Huowang used the spine sword to pass from Shangjing, and naturally came to the capital of Daqi. After all, Shangjing was built on the capital of Daqi.
A person blocked Li Huowang's way. She was lying on the ground, as lifeless as a corpse.
This person's body looked fat. Ten days of starvation was not enough to make her body thin into a skeleton. On the contrary, drinking too much water made her whole body swollen.
Just as Li Huowang raised his foot to step over him, she suddenly moved and tremblingly raised her right hand with black nails towards Li Huowang.
Her chapped and white lips opened tremblingly as if she wanted to say something, but before Li Huowang could do anything, her raised hand dropped directly. She was starving to death.
Qiu Zhanfan on the side was immediately frightened by this scene, cried and ran away holding her rotting child.
Li Huowang clenched his hands tightly, then slowly released them, and continued to stride forward.
This is not the first person he has seen starved to death, and I'm afraid it won't be the last. There are such people everywhere in Da Qi's capital city.
Although Li Huowang knew that the most important thing he should do now was to transport grain from Daliang and save every one he could.
But if you want to save the entire Daqi, you can't do this.
If the food cannot survive, let them start to save themselves. No matter how much food they bring, it will not help.
Disaster relief requires not only food, but also the organizational capabilities to integrate the entire Daqi refugee population.
When Li Huowang came to a temple and looked at the rows of monks serving porridge, he immediately knew that he had found the people he was looking for, the monks from Zhengde Temple.
Just as Li Huowang was about to walk over, he suddenly felt something was wrong with this scene, "There's nothing left, where did this porridge come from?"
Thinking of this, he quickly walked to the porridge shop and found that what was being distributed to the Daqi people was not white porridge or multi-grain porridge, but broth!
Just then, a monk came out of the city pushing a wheelbarrow. There were various dead people lying on the wheelbarrow. The woman on the top was the dead person who had starved to death in front of him before!
"Amitabha, Donor Li, you are well." Zendu, the abbot of Zhengde Temple, said standing behind Li Huowang.
Li Huowang turned around and looked at him in shock. "You...are you eating people?!"
"Almsgiver Li, this is wrong. They are all dead creatures. In the eyes of the Buddha, mortal bodies are just skins. Besides, we monks at Zhengde Temple will recite sutras and knock wooden fish for salvation before putting them in the pot."
"Besides, there is no food anywhere nowadays. The poor monk is a monk after all, and monks are compassionate. You can't just watch other people starve to death for the sake of the taboo of the dead, right?"
Li Huowang stood there stunned for a long time without saying anything. He ignored the cauldron beside him and turned around and walked towards Zhengde Temple.
He knew that in this case, if he said that he would not let them eat human flesh, then he would probably mean why not eat minced meat. They just wanted to live.
Compared to the entire Kyoto, Shotokuji Temple is not much dilapidated because it is maintained by monks. At least on the surface, it can be lived in.
The monks inside seemed to be in good spirits and did not look hungry.
Li Huowang sat down on the stone bench under the sprouting saplings, and said straight to the point: "We can't go on like this. The remaining people without food will starve to death sooner or later."
"Isn't Zhengde Temple the state religion of Daqi in the past? And you have done so many good deeds, so your prestige in Daqi should be pretty good, right?"
"Why did Donor Li say this?"
"To save people! I will no longer see others starving to death!"
Immediately afterwards, Li Huowang expressed all his thoughts to the abbot of Zhengde Temple.
"You will use the prestige of your Zhengde Temple to gather as many people as possible who are still alive. I will send food and seeds as much as possible. Plant them in the same way and distribute them uniformly."
"There must be officials among the living people, right? They are good at management. Let them work. It is best to let Da Qi's court resume work as soon as possible. Only in this way can we bring Da Qi's dead game back to life!"
"Amitabha, I would like to express my gratitude to the great benevolent Bodhisattva Li almsgiver on behalf of all the people." Chandu performed the Buddhist salute to Li Huowang.
"Okay! I'm too lazy to talk nonsense. Let's do it quickly. People are dying all the time in Daqi."
Li Huowang stood up as he spoke, took out his spine sword and prepared to return to Daliang, but Chandu blocked his way.
"Senior Brother Li, it is said that you have achieved great success in cultivation? Can you create food out of nothing?"
"Do you think this kind of thing is possible? Do you think I am Siming?" Li Huowang sighed again after speaking, "I don't know if it will be possible in the future, but at least I can't do it now."
"I do have the ability to conjure food now." Li Huowang looked at the stone table in front of him. Under his gaze, the stones became larger and rounder, and soon turned into a pile of white steamed buns.
The big white steamed buns instantly attracted the attention of the monk from Zhengde Temple, and the sound of swallowing could not be heard.
"Such things are naturally edible and delicious, but after eating them, as long as I don't maintain my cultivation, they will turn into stone."
As Li Huowang thought in his mind, the steamed buns instantly turned into a hard black color.
"I can't be distracted all the time and think that these grains are real. Not only is it slow, but it won't save many people at all. With this time, how can I deliver a few bags of grains from Daliang faster than this?"
"What I want to save is not just a few people, but a group of people. I want to save the entire Daqi!" Li Huowang said, taking out the Spine Sword and returning to Shangjing City.
After returning to Shangjing City, Li Huowang stopped talking nonsense, rushed directly into the grain store, and started asking for food.
Just when the owner of the grain store thought he had met a big customer and was overjoyed, an old eunuch walked in holding his golden whisk.
"Master Li, if you use the gold obtained through cultivation to buy food, you will be a liar."
"This is all the food that the people of Daliang have worked hard to grow to fill their stomachs, but you just sent it to Daqi with nothing. Isn't this not in line with the rules?"
Li Huowang looked at him and sneered without breaking out, "Who said I was going to cheat? I have money myself! I also have a courtyard in Shangjing City! What? I sold this courtyard and bought land to raise food, right?"
"That's natural. Although food prices are high now, land in the capital is very valuable, and a yard is worth a lot of money. But what if the money from selling the house is spent?"
Li Huowang stood in front of him and said word by word: "I'm still fucking going to Beijing to pickle a Xinsu corpse! Is that enough? Get out of here now!!"
The eunuch took two steps back, bowed respectfully to Li Huowang, turned around and left the grain store.
Li Huowang, who was burning with anger, turned around, causing the shopkeeper of the grain points to tremble with fear. "What are you looking at! Hurry up and let the guy load the grain! I'll get the land deed!"
This chapter has been completed!