Zhang Wei has lived here for more than a month, and now he can barely walk with a stick.

This is Hugou Farm, located in an extremely remote place on the west side of Xifan Kingdom. The nearest city is more than 2,000 miles away.

Hugou Farm is said to be a farm, but severely salinized land makes crops impossible to grow at all. All supplies here need to be supplied by the country of Xifan, otherwise humans will not be able to survive here.

Since it is not suitable for human habitation at all, why is it called a farm? Zhang Wei naturally felt strange and went to ask Aman, but Aman stammered and refused to tell him. After Zhang Wei's repeated questions, Aman had to tell Zhang Wei the truth.

This place is an apparent farm, but it is actually a prison without a wall.

In Xifan, in order to ensure his authority, the king of the country was willing to kill these troublesome literati, but he was unwilling to bear the charge of murder. So he unified the Confucian scholars with different political views to places like Hugou Farm, giving away some very few supplies every month, and ignored the lives of these people and let these Confucian scholars die on their own.

Although the people assigned to Hugou Farm did not have thick high walls to block them, they could not get out of here in such a harsh environment.

Because there is no water or food left here, ordinary people can't walk more than two thousand miles away.

On the farm, there are the discipline of the Xifan Kingdom. They are all warriors who are responsible for keeping their livelihood supplies and preventing riots here.

After Zhang Wei knew this, he couldn't help but sigh silently. He also felt puzzled before that although the people of Xifan Kingdom lived in poverty, they were not so poor.

"Aman, why are you here?" Zhang Wei asked.

Aman was silent and replied: "My father was a prison guard in Kerry Province. He secretly sent some food to the scholars in prison because he sympathized with those scholars. He ended up being found. After that, our family was given a favor with his father."

Zhang Wei was silent after hearing this.

Seeing Zhang Wei like this, Aman smiled and said, "Hehe, I have been here since I can remember, and I don't think there is anything."

Zhang Wei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Who else is your family except you?"

"Since my brother died when I was twelve years old, I am the only one left in the family." At this point, Aman was a little sad.

... Both of them were silent for a long time, and Zhang Wei asked, "Can't you leave here?"

Aman shook his head directly and replied: "The nearest Green Sand City here is more than 2,000 miles away. There are deserts along the way, so I can't get through it!"

After hearing this, Zhang Wei stopped talking. He now knew that he would definitely not be able to leave here without cultivation.

At this moment, there were suddenly noises outside.

Aman helped Zhang Wei and walked out together.

As soon as the two walked out, they saw many people gathering in the distance. A man in the middle of the crowd was slowly moving his steps, covering his stomach.

The man's face was swollen like a big jelly, and the upper and lower eyelids were swollen and almost turned up, as if a pack of water was wrapped in the swelling. His eyes were not wide open, as if he had cut a thin gap with a blade. When he walked, he raised his face because his eyes were so narrow that he could not see the way clearly. He walked a little higher. He shook his body and walked. Every step he took had to pause for a few seconds to accumulate strength to maintain balance, and then took the other foot out. His mouth was swollen to both sides, like a grinning. His voice became sharper, like a puppy barking, yelling.

There was a man standing next to the swollen man. The man looked rosy and dressed in a delicate outfit that showed his extraordinary identity. He kicked the swollen man and scolded: "You dare to steal seeds. Do you want to die?"

The swollen man replied in a sharp voice: "Master Geng, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again, just let me go."

"Give you aside? Humph, that's fine. If you finish drinking this pot of water for me, I'll spare you."

When the swollen person heard this, he immediately wanted to kneel down. Perhaps because his stomach was so swollen that he couldn't kneel down, he squatted and said sadly: "Geng, I beg you. My previous swelling has subsided. This time, the swelling has started to rise again. If I don't eat anything, I will starve to death, so I am so confused that I go to steal the seeds..."

Zhang Wei and Aman were still watching, and Ajuan came over.

After hearing Ajuan say a few simple words, Zhang Wei understood what was going on.

This swollen man was almost dead because he was hungry, so he ran to steal the seeds in the warehouse. Unexpectedly, he was caught by the discipliner A Geng and he was directly filled with half a bucket of water by A Geng.

Those seeds are extremely dry, but now they are soaked in water and the person who is soaked directly is in pain.

Understanding the incident, Zhang Wei asked Ajuan: "Although it was wrong for that man to steal the seeds, if this continues, he will definitely swell to death. Haven't anyone gonna help him?"

Ajuan gave Zhang Wei a blank look and said, "Do you care? How do you care? Ahn is a junior warrior. What can we miserable people do?"

Junior martial artist? Zhang Wei was stunned. He had heard this word before, but never took it seriously. Because for cultivators, these warriors are not much different from ordinary people. Since Zhang Wei embarked on the path of cultivating, he has just heard of such things.

Seeing that Zhang Wei was silent, Ajuan thought Zhang Wei was shocked and couldn't help but curl her lips.

When Aman saw her, she stood quietly between Zhang Wei and Ajuan, afraid that Zhang Wei would feel bad if he saw it.

With a "bang", A Geng punched the man in the abdomen.

The swollen person let out a long breath, then fell to the ground and twitched constantly.

"You remember it for me. If someone is not clean, he will be your fate." After saying that, Ah Geng left.

The breath of the man who fell to the ground gradually weakened. At this time, several more people came to drag his feet and walked towards the ditches.

The situation of these people is not much better, they all look dirty.

Zhang Wei chatted with Aman for a few more words, and then he realized that those people were going to bury the dead. But it was a burial. Without enough food, they were not willing to dig the pit. They just pulled the dead into a corner of the ditches and threw them away, which was considered burying the people.

From the birth to the end of this incident, what made Zhang Wei most incredible was the attitude of the people. The people who were exiled to this showed a habitual indifference, as if these things did not matter before they were born.

After the two returned to the room, Zhang Wei asked, "What is the name of that discipline?"

"His name is A Geng. He is very sinister and has extremely cruel methods. We try to hide when we see him." Aman said, covering his chest.

"Ah Geng..." Speaking of this, Zhang Wei asked again: "By the way, do you have no surnames? I don't know what your surname is, and what Ah Juan's surname is."

"Brother Awei, after we were given here, we could no longer be considered a citizen of the Xifan Kingdom, but only a poor person, or... a untouchable person. People like us are not allowed to have surnames, and children born cannot have surnames. They will be miserable persons for generations to come."

"Isn't that Ah also doesn't have a surname? Why is he a discipline?" Zhang Wei asked in confusion.

"A Geng was not like this before. He was like a miserable person like us. But since his father died, he began to practice martial arts desperately. However, after he became a junior warrior, he was still a miserable person, and his life was as hard as us. However, he often helped us to avoid being bullied by discipline. Later, when an immortal passed by, he saw that A Geng practiced very hard, so he praised a few words casually. So the Hu Baihu here accepted A Geng as a discipline..." As he said this, Aman sighed long and continued: "Who knew that after A Geng became a discipliner, he seemed to have become a different person, and was extremely fierce to us, and he wished he could eat us. Three people have died at his hands in the past six months."

Zhang Wei clenched his hands very tightly and said, "Then do you have to wait for death? The miserables who are worthy of this place don't even have a way to survive?"

Aman whispered: "Brother Awei, don't be angry. The king has issued a decree. We actually have the opportunity to get out from here."

“What opportunity?”

"Well~ Every year, Hu Baihu recommends several miserable people to go to Tianyun Vein Mine to work as miners. I heard that I can eat enough every day after I get there. And if I can dig up valuable raw stones, I can still redeem myself." At this point, infinite expectations flashed in Aman's eyes.

"Tianyun Vein Mine?" Zhang Wei said this word gently. Zhang Wei had heard of Tianyun Vein Mine more or less before, but he didn't know much about the specific situation. He was just thinking: Since these people can be matched here, how could there be a good way out for them?

Although he thought so, he did not tell Aman that in this poor place, it is a beautiful thing to have fantasies.
Chapter completed!