Chapter 282: Go to the Northern Border to Get It Yourself

Under the blizzard, disaster relief work continued.

Led by the supervisor officials of the Immortal Inspection Bureau, they quickly joined with local government soldiers and government office runners, first unifying the relocation of people living near towns into the city.

After doing this, they began to search for those people trapped in the mountains and wilderness.

These people generally lived in remote places, basically gathered in villages, ranging from dozens of people to a few households, without the ability to run into the city and also difficult to survive in the snow for too long.

At the beginning, this kind of search was extremely difficult.

Because the snowy weather was white everywhere, the naked eye couldn't achieve accurate searching at all.

The body-refining practitioners of the Immortal Inspection Bureau were slightly better, but the Immortal Inspection Bureau had a large number of supervisor officials with low cultivation, and there were not a few who suffered from snow blindness during long searches.

Even some local government officials without any cultivation were not a few who were trapped themselves during the search process.

Some local aristocratic families and immortal villas watched this coldly and didn't reach out to help.

For them, this kind of thing wasted their cultivation time.

However, after a certain day, such a situation suddenly began to change drastically.

The efficiency of the search and rescue teams began to improve constantly, and countless refugees were rescued and poured into the city, making these aristocratic families and immortal villas furrow their brows deeply.

Because although these cities had their own city officials, most of them were places where big clans entrenched themselves, and with so many refugees pouring in, it naturally disturbed their quiet cultivation.

Many aristocratic families and immortal villas felt puzzled, wondering why these search and rescue teams suddenly seemed to have opened their heavenly eyes, being able to rescue such a large batch of people every time.

Until one day, one of them found a letter from the government office.

The content in these letters was very simple, all drawing forests, hills, and villages as references, pointing out the locations with arrows.

"What is this?"

"Sent by the Immortal Inspection Bureau. The search team followed the drawings and found that there were many refugees trapped in every location."

"Who found these locations???"

"According to them, this was found by an immortal using spiritual sense."

"Searching the mountain with spiritual sense? Are you kidding..."

The cultivators who finished listening to this all had slightly changed faces, pulling their mouths and calling it absurd.

Because there were some things that those mortals might not know, but they were clear that to be able to search the mountain with spiritual sense, one needed how high a cultivation.

At the same time, Ji You sat on a broken wall crushed by heavy snow with pale lips, the golden light in his eyes remaining like it had dyed his pupils.

He had already slept once, but at this moment he still had a sense of emptiness after being hollowed out.

He felt that if the Little Inspector of Lingjian Mountain saw him in such a listless state, she would even dare to crawl into his arms with her bare bottom.

And not far in front of him, Xiang Kuangcheng was leading the crowd from the Immortal Inspection Bureau, as well as a batch of government office runners left in the city, settling those refugees who had just been rescued.

Among them were many children, frozen blue in hands and feet, who were shivering in front of the charcoal fire holding millet porridge, their complexions unable to return to normal for a long time.

There were also some serious ones, whose bodies already had frostbite, and were being applied with ointment by doctors carrying medical boxes.

Ji You watched this scene in the wind and snow quietly, and suddenly felt a gaze strike.

Turning his head to look, Xiang Kuangcheng was settling new refugees not far away, and at this moment stood up straight and waved at him.

In fact, ever since meeting the little girl who was frozen to death on the road the day before yesterday, Scholar Xiang had felt that Brother Ji's complexion had always been bad, with some black energy faintly between his brows.

But after entering the city and seeing many people saved, he found that Brother Ji's complexion gradually eased.

Brother Ji saved many people, but at the same time he also felt that Brother Ji seemed to be saving himself as well.

Just at this moment, Peng Dongyang came over holding a letter: "Manager Xiang, the first batch of disaster relief grain from Fengzhou has arrived; find someone to distribute it."

"Should we ask Brother Ji first?"

Peng Dongyang was stunned for a moment: "The grain is from Fengzhou, so it should be so."

Then the three walked toward the collapsed wall, looking at Ji You, who was full of fatigue: "Young Master Ji suddenly fainted in the mountain, which really scared the old man. I don't know how you are at this moment?"

Ji You opened his dry corners of his mouth: "Spiritual sense was over-consumed, but fortunately the body is strong; after sleeping, it is much better."

"The first batch of disaster relief grain from Fengzhou has arrived, and we want to ask if it should be distributed now."

"How do you plan to distribute it?"

Peng Dongyang looked back: "The refugees gathered in the city are basically in village units, so I think we should distribute them by village unit, according to the number of people."

Ji You looked around at the places where refugees gathered: "By village unit, call all the women, old people, and children to come and receive, distribute two portions per person according to the number of people, don't give to men. If there are beating injuries on those who come, then the whole village will be reduced by half."

Peng Dongyang pondered for a long time, then turned around thoughtfully to give orders.

Ji You called him to stop: "Remember, my grain is not given for free. If you eat my grain today, you must go to my Fengzhou to work off the debt after the winter passes."

"Understood."

"Trouble you, Manager Peng."

Peng Dongyang bowed to the end, then stood up and left, passing the order down.

Then, the first batch of grain transport was unloaded, prepared according to the number of people, and started to be distributed downward according to the process formulated by Ji You.

For several consecutive days, it was all the old, weak, women, and children who came to receive it, bringing the grain back to the refuge where their village was located.

On the first day, many women had injuries on their bodies, but as time passed, the injuries on their bodies slowly eased, and no new injuries were added.

There were also some young children who were rescued very early; even after the Wulu Trading Firm had distributed all the stored grain first, they were still pale from hunger, but at this moment finally improved.

However, after the problem of grain shortage was briefly solved by the arrival of the first batch of grain, there was another problem that was imminent.

That was that as the number of refugees increased, the positions under the city walls and in the grain fields were all occupied.

You must know that it is still a freezing cold season, and the cold wind alone is enough to cost half a life; letting refugees gather in this open-air place is not a long-term plan.

After all, winter will be very long and will last for several months; in this situation, no one can survive for so long. ===== CHAPTER 283 =====