The two sides held each other, one side relied on a large number of people, and the other relied on a lot of youth and strong, and the stalemate became a stalemate.

Ji Yanzhi leaned on the wooden stick that was used as a cane, and was supported by a dog egg, and soon left the ruined temple. Seeing this scene, I keenly felt something was wrong.

Their eyeballs.

Ji Yanzhi only thought for three seconds before instructing the women, children and children guarded in the ruined temple to pack up and leave the corpse of the jackal, which was so thin that only bones remained. They left quickly, there was no need to be hungry, it is estimated that even people would eat guys and do more entanglement.

The tribesmen are a little reluctant, but they are used to listening to smart people. Ji Yanzhi, the old patriarch who was sick and crooked, was so thin that he hadn't recovered his human appearance, in the hearts of the Ji clan, he has always been a smart man.

For a long time, the education they have received is, don’t beep if you don’t understand, just listen to it. So even if they were reluctant, the Ji clan still obediently dropped the skinny jackal corpse, and left under the protection of the old and weak women and children.

This group of refugees didn't mean to stop the group from leaving.

The reason why he confronted dozens of people with Ji Yan's deeds was to **** the corpse of the jackal.

In contrast to Ji Yanzhi's plan, the southern Fujian province, Jiangsu and Zhejiang, will rely on the coast for a generation and go south, and the group of refugees facing them will go from north to south. The journey lasted thousands of miles. Ji Yanzhi's assessment was correct. The reason why they had red eyes was because they had eaten dead human flesh.

Ji Yanzhi didn't want to confront them, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't want to entangle too much. The most important thing is that Ji Yanzhi is confident enough to find food for dozens of people. Therefore, there is no need to fight against animals that eat as well as animals.

And the reason why the corpse of the skinny jackal was handed over to the group of refugees was that they had determined their purpose and could not leave without any fighting.

Out of the scope of the ruined temple, Ji Yanzhi showed the way and led everyone to the swamp. Most of the ground was frozen. If you look carefully, you will find large and small holes in the frozen soil.

Ji Yanzhi is pretty sure that there are no people looking for food in the marshes on weekdays, because the silt is deep, and if you are not familiar with the marshes, the marshes will eat people.

Most people who come to the swamp to find food will never return. Naturally, the swamp becomes a forbidden area for people. The creatures living there, such as lizards, reptiles and guinea pigs, and even amphibians, fish, and poultry, can be described as There are many kinds. Ji Yanzhi intends to lead the tribe, taking advantage of the freezing of the wind and snow, staying in the swamp for a while, hoarding and collecting food.

"Have you seen those small holes that are frozen?" Ji Yanzhi said aloud: "Dug them, there is food in them."

The three naive sons in the family, even if they have already married, are the best children who listen to their father.

With Ji Yanzhi's words, the three simple sons quickly started.

This time, I didn’t make a fool of myself. I didn’t use my hands to dig holes, but instead used the weapons that were used to ‘collect’ people’s clothes.

There are long knives, wooden sticks, and even maces.

In short, there are many kinds, and they are used to dig holes and dig pits to find food.

However, this speed is also fast. The three hanky sons, plus the young and strong in the clan, and the half-year-old child, quickly opened up all the places with big and small holes and holes as far as they could see. Look for loach and rice eel that are hard to freeze and stiff. There are also snakes and frogs, in short, there are so many kinds, and the number is so large that the Ji clan people are amazed.

"Grandpa, how do you know the swamp that can eat people, there are a lot of food."

The three grandchildren of Gougan, Dungpit, and Donkey Dan, looked at the pile of meat on the ground, and swallowed their saliva unanimously. In fact, whether it is a snake, a frog, or a loach and rice eel, if you don’t deal with it, it will taste a bit of earthy smell.

But at this time, when the lack of food and clothing is always on the verge of life and death, whoever cares if the food in the stomach smells earthy or SHI smells, it will be able to survive after eating it.

"Grandpa, you really are our Ji clan, the smartest person besides me." Goudan wiped his mouth and sighed sincerely.

It's a pity that his heart and soul makes Ji Yanzhi want to draw people.

"Asshole, do you want to be beaten?"

Ji Yanzhi rolled his eyes and tried to draw people with his wooden stick. Gou Dan'er smiled sullily, but he didn't dare to "confront" Ji Yanzhi's majesty as a grandfather again, and repeatedly sue him.

Ji Yanzhi snorted: "In places where there are no people, there are usually many wild beasts and birds of prey. This is common sense, common sense of being a hunter. Labor and management didn't mention this when they didn't believe your father taught you."

Gou Dan'er shook his head decisively, and the dung pit, which was three and five years younger than Gou Dan'er, shook his head.

Ji Yanzhi's mouth twitched, not realizing that his three silly sons could be even more stupid, but thinking of the names of his three grandsons.

Dog eggs, dung pits, donkey eggs.

Although the reason for taking such a small name, it is because of the low name that is easy to support. But... the poor second grandson, the eldest brother and the younger brother are all "eggs", but the parents of the cesspool, his second son and second daughter-in-law have ingeniously adopted such a unique nickname.

Hey, the dog eggs are the most pitted, but the dung pit and the five-year-old donkey are pitted by their parents. Sure enough, the nine sons of the dragon are different.

"Choose some boneless loach, chop it with a hammer, cook the minced meat and wild vegetables thoroughly, and serve it to the elderly and weak women and children." Ji Yanzhi faintly commanded, and the women and children of good cooks came forward to pick up the loach. The melted snow was cleaned, and then the picked loach was chopped with a hammer to remove the bones and boiled into a big pot of wild vegetable loach and minced meat porridge, especially for the elderly and weak women and children.

Ji Yanzhi also divided a bowl, which was warm and warm from the inside out.

The rest of the young and strong will dispose of all the captured prey and cook them in a pot of coarse salt.

You can't finish eating, but it's easy to handle and save. When you are on your way, you don’t need to waste extra time burying the pot to cook, just use the cooked meat as dry food.

However, after a full meal, the Ji family did not rush on the road, but obeyed the arrangement of the old patriarch Ji Yanzhi, while staying in the swamp to collect a large number of wild things to make jerky and dry food that are easy to preserve. While cutting down trees, make carts.

They are a group of young and strong, old and weak, women and children. Especially for children aged four or five, including Ji Yanzhi's youngest granddaughter, Snowflake, there are seven or eight with the largest number.

In many cases, especially when fleeing famine, the old and weak women and children, especially young children, are the first to fall. There are physical reasons, and even more because people are forced to abandon their propriety, righteousness, integrity, morality and ethics after being forced to a desperate situation, and they choose to "change the child and eat each other."

In terms of Ji Yanzhi's personality, Ji Yanzhi would definitely prefer to suffer for himself rather than suffer for children. A large number of wooden carts can not only save energy for the elderly and the weak, women and children, but also carry the supplies that they depend on for survival.

In this way, the possibility of survival of the Ji family and the whole family is greatly improved.

About one month's rations were prepared, Ji Yanzhi spoke and asked the group to leave the swamp and continue to the south.

On the first day after leaving the swamp, the heavy snow stopped for almost half a month, and the sun, which had been hiding in the dark clouds, could not wait to come out, basking the afterglow all over the earth.

The sky is getting colder, especially when the snow melts, revealing the corpse originally buried in the snow, adding an indescribable desolation. As he walked away, sitting in a wooden cart with three-year-old granddaughter Xiaoxue Ji Yanzhi in his arms, the deeper his brows frowned.

After droughts and floods, there will be plagues of locusts. In the same way, the heavy snow melts. If the corpses that were originally buried in the heavy snow are not treated in time, the rancidity will inevitably lead to the spread of the plague on a large scale. Even if Ji Yan said that many of the places they passed through were already empty.

There are only less than a hundred people left in the Ji clan, even if they are burned along the way, how many corpses can be processed. So the best way to avoid misfortune is to walk quickly and cover your eyes, ears, nose, and nose while walking.

Ji Yanzhi also ordered the same. The clansmen were very obedient and followed Ji Yanzhi's instructions meticulously. Because of this, the Ji clan's fleeing team did not reduce its staff. Even if they were two or three years old, they were still alive well.

"Hey, Grandpa, there are people there."

The snowflake leaning in Ji Yanzhi's arms suddenly said.

Ji Yanzhi, who had closed his eyes and rested his mind, immediately opened his eyes and glanced at the refugees who were also fleeing to the south.

"Someone."

After recuperating, Ji Yanzhi is still old, but no longer a walking human skeleton. He placed his wrinkled palms on Snow's head, his eyes were muddy but indescribably complicated.

In fact, when they came out of the swamp, refugees followed them. In the beginning, the Ji clan was soft-hearted and would give these refugees some food. As a result, they never thought about it. For a while, they were kind and almost suffered a catastrophe.

There are more refugees behind, watching the Ji family eat, drink, and wear clothes under the arrangement of Ji Yanzhi, but they have to endure starvation, relying on the compassion of benevolent people to survive, envy and jealousy are natural. Can't help but shoot at the Ji clan.

But with Ji Yanzhi, their shots will inevitably be missed. It’s just that even without Ji Yan’s words, the people of the Ji clan don’t dare to give food to the refugees casually. In this way, slowly, the refugees following them saw no profit, but not so much.

But there are still, but most of them are the women and children of the young and strong men who died in the family. Ji Yanzhi didn't care about it, letting them follow with one eye closed, and even opening his mouth to accept them when necessary. After all, in Ji Yanzhi's plan, when they reach the coast, they will develop into big cities and towns, not small ones. With a population of only one hundred and eighty, anyone can destroy their small fishing village.

Then population is the most important existence. From now on, slowly increasing the population is the real precaution.