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Chapter 356 356. Taiping Dao has only one way to cure diseases (Second update)
There are not many houses in the slums, or rather, there are not the kind of sturdy and warm houses that modern people think of.

The shed, which was hastily built with dead branches and newspapers, would immediately make a series of crackling noises as soon as the wind blew.

As if startled by the noise, a series of gurgling sounds came from the shed.

In the corner of the shed, there were a few newspapers stacked randomly. They were the few things that could keep people warm.

As for making a fire, all the combustible materials that could be picked up around had long been cleared away. Now, if one wanted to find fuel that could last for the whole night, it would take at least an adult, and he had to be a man, to spend a whole day.

This is a difficult requirement to meet for many people in slums.

The war that was called "the war to end all wars" brought parents' sons, wives' husbands, and children's fathers to the battlefield for the benefit of Congress and the nobility.

Phyllis's [Meat Grinder] made almost every household in the [Leinigman Empire] wear sackcloth and mourn.

The territory where their home was located was ceded away, and other countries were unwilling to accept the people of the [Leinigeman Empire]. They had no choice but to run to the city and try to find the army or somewhere else to get the death pensions that belonged to their sons, husbands, and fathers, so as to survive these difficult days.

However, in order to pay the compensation, the [Leinigman Empire] wanted to distribute the compensation to all the people. How could it allocate a large sum of money to others from the already tight treasury?

Even if those people are the families of the soldiers who died in battle, the dead must give way to the living.

Yes, the dead are dead. In the eyes of the lords of Congress and the nobles, the families of the soldiers who died in the war are as dead as those soldiers themselves.

There was no way they could survive the winter.

Mavis curled up her body and covered her stomach tightly with both hands. It took her a long time to calm her strongly protesting stomach.

The feeling of hunger was finally relieved a little, and Mavis quickly lay down again, trying hard to suppress her breathing rhythm.

If you move less and breathe less, the feeling of hunger will come later.

This is the wisdom that Mavis has gained along the way.

How long will this situation last?
Mavis didn't know that her mother said that as long as she got the pension, she would be able to get through it and start over.

They can find a new place, rent a house, work for others, save some money to start a small business, and then get a house of their own.

They originally had their own house, but their father left with a big backpack, and then their mother said that the place was no longer habitable, and even the dog that she had a good relationship with disappeared.

Later one day, mom hugged me and cried all night, saying that dad had gone to a very far place, and didn’t he want mom and Mavis anymore?
Mavis's mind was in a mess. Hunger made her unable to control her thoughts. Moreover, a little girl of a few years old had no way to control her thoughts when she was hungry.

That's something no adult can do.

Mom said that these days will pass quickly. How long is quickly?
Unable to fall asleep because of this question, Mavis pushed her mother beside her and planned to ask when they could go home because she missed the dog at home.

She didn't want to stay here anymore, it was too cold and she was hungry.

My mother's body was very light, so she could be moved with a slight push. But she was sleeping very deeply, and Mavis pushed her several times but failed to wake her up.

Mavis wanted to call her mother to wake up, but no sound came out of her open mouth. She had no strength left.

His consciousness began to blur, he could no longer distinguish between cold and heat, the light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he quietly turned into a corpse in this cold night.

If a certain guy doesn't show up.

Mo Hao, transformed into Zhang Jiao, broke into the small shed, glanced at the mother and daughter lying on the ground, took out a bowl of rice soup from the Heavenly Book World, and gently poured it into the little girl's mouth.

Rice soup with wood ash.

Plant ash can treat mild food poisoning, and rice soup can restore some strength. Mo Hao originally planned to use rice porridge directly, but Zhang Jiao's experience told him that before a person is starving to death, he will definitely look for everything he can eat.

Regardless of whether that thing is poisonous or not.

Therefore, the rice soup must be added with the ashes of burnt talisman paper to alleviate the food poisoning situation.

The little girl smelled the sweet aroma of grains, and with her last bit of strength she opened her mouth and swallowed the rice soup.

At the same time, on the other side, Mavis's mother was also supported by Mo Hao and was pouring rice soup into her mouth.

Not only here, but also in many places throughout the slums, Mo Hao's figure appeared, and the hungry people all got a bowl of rice soup mixed with talisman paper ash.

Mavis woke up earlier than her mother. She looked at Mo Hao with curiosity and a little fear in her eyes.

She had never seen similar clothing, and children were naturally wary and fearful of strangers.

"who are you?"

The Taoist priest wearing a yellow scarf paused and continued to feed Mavis's mother rice soup. After feeding her, he took out another bowl of rice soup and asked, "Do you want more?"

The hungry stomach urged its owner to drink the bowl of rice soup with the sweet smell of food. After giving Mavis one bowl, Mo Hao did not give her any more.

If someone who has been hungry for a long time suddenly overeats, it can also cause serious consequences.

"who are you?"

The little girl asked the question again, and it was not known whether she wanted to know the answer, or she felt that because she asked the question just now, Mo Hao gave her a bowl of rice soup, so she could get another bowl of rice soup.

"My name is Zhang Jue."

Mo Hao paused and continued, "I'm a doctor, and I'm here to treat you."

"Cure?" The little girl's weak voice was filled with curiosity. "But Mavis is not sick. Mavis doesn't want to take bitter medicine."

"No, Mavis is sick, Mavis's mother is sick, everyone here, the Congress and the nobility, and even the entire country is sick."

Mavis and the people in the slums were suffering from a disease called "hunger", a disease that Mo Hao had only heard of but had hardly ever seen.

A rare disease that aroused Mo Hao's murderous intent. He didn't know whether this anger and murderous intent were mixed with Zhang Jiao's emotions.

But he was sure that he had already developed murderous intent due to the scene before him.

In this slum, there were many corpses that had been dead for some time lying on the cold ground. Some of them could not even be recognized as human beings, and the total weight of the corpses was probably less than ten kilograms.

He also saw many dead bodies of young children.

The Taoist priest wearing a yellow scarf reached out and patted Mavis on the head, "Don't worry, I don't need bitter medicine to cure the disease, just fill your stomach and it will be fine."

"A full stomach?"

A word that Mavis hadn't heard for a long time, a word that seemed to appear only in dreams.

"Yes, to fill my stomach."

The Taoist priest wearing a yellow scarf answered the little girl's question with a smile. But when he looked to the other side, towards the direction of the dim lights, his eyes were already cold.

(End of this chapter)