Folklore: Pre-emptive shelter begins with the stomach.

"I can't really explain it..."

"Where are the others?"

"I've brought him here. He insists on seeing you and is waiting outside the temple!"

"Okay, call him in."

Feng Fugui immediately brought the person in.

At this moment, Tang Qinglian was no longer the impeccably dressed and otherworldly figure he had been before.

Originally dressed in a plain white robe, he was now covered in holes, mud, and black stains from dried blood, looking utterly wretched.

In just five days, he had completely changed his appearance, becoming so thin that he was skin and bones, looking like a withered skeleton covered with human skin.

If he hadn't spoken, Feng Mo would never have recognized that the person in front of him was Tang Qinglian.

"Clan Chief Tang, what exactly happened during your trip to Jiangxuan Village?"

"Third...Third Young Master!" Tang Qinglian stammered, clearly incoherent.

"They're all dead, all of them are dead."

Feng Mo wanted to press for more information, but Tang Qinglian seemed to have completely lost her mind.

So he made Feng Fugui drink two bowls of talisman water, and only then did he barely regain some of his clarity.

"Third Young Master!"

The shout of "Third Young Master" was exceptionally clear, as if the fear and anguish that had been building up for many days had finally found an outlet.

Seeing that he had regained his senses, Feng Mo asked:

"So, what exactly happened during the Jiangxuan Village migration?"

"Where is Clan Chief Huang? How come the once-great Tang family is now reduced to just you?"

Faced with Feng Mo's barrage of questions, Tang Qinglian was plunged into painful memories.

He said haltingly, "It's like this..."

After listening to Tang Qinglian's rambling account, Feng Mo finally understood that Chief Huang and his group had already died tragically, and that only Tang Qinglian survived, ending up severely injured and half-dead.

Seeing that he was no longer of any use, Jiang Xuancun simply kicked him out.

When the various villages joined forces and banded together, it seemed like they were overcoming difficulties together, but in reality, they were just using the outside villages as cannon fodder to resist the strange phenomenon.

Feng Mo sighed softly, "Feng Fugui, I'm leaving this matter to you to handle properly."

"Yes, Third Young Master!"

Tang Qinglian's matter has come to a temporary end.

Feng Mo then summoned Tang Ren to perform a divination for Jiangbai Village.

Although this divination result is still an auspicious omen, it lacks the extraordinary good fortune of the past.

A hint of gloom lingered in the air.

And so, another three days passed peacefully.

During this period, Jiangbai Village successively received a large number of refugees.

According to the refugees, the situation in Jiangxuan Village is becoming more and more dangerous.

The reason why a large number of refugees flocked to Jiangbai Village was that the journey to Huanjiang Town was long and required a four-day trek.

In contrast, Jiangbai Village was closer, making it their only way out in their desperate situation.

Almost every refugee group started with a hundred or so people, but after a series of deaths and injuries along the way, they often arrived at this place with only a handful of people left, at most a dozen or so.

After all, the night is a time of eeriness, and it's no less dangerous than courting death.

Those who survived were mostly martial artists raised by various families. Even ordinary people had some means of self-defense.

In Feng Mo's view, these people were all survivors who had survived the eternal night.

However, there were almost no cultivators in the group.

Think about it too.

Truly powerful cultivators would only choose to head straight for the more heavily fortified Huanjiang Town to seek refuge.

Over the past three days, the city wall at the main gate of the Wuzang Temple has been completely covered with protective stones. Feng Mo then shifted his focus and began to reinforce the city wall at the back gate.

The upgraded city walls and arrow towers, combined with layers of protective stones, maximize the defensive advantage.

Suddenly, the total population of Jiangbai Village increased by half.

Meanwhile, the initial construction of the gray fish habitat has also been completed.

Although the construction process is not particularly refined, it is extremely complicated.

It requires digging three feet deep into the soil and then replacing the original soil with strange gray-black residue.

The gray-black soil is loose and easily dispersed, making it difficult to gather and fix it together.

No matter how many people you have, it's hard to speed things up. If laymen meddle, they'll only make things worse.

……

Another day has passed in the blink of an eye, exactly three days since the last divination.

To be on the safe side, Feng Mo had long since developed the habit of having Tang Ren perform a divination every three days.

But this time...

Tang Ren's face, which had been slightly rosy, instantly turned deathly pale.

His expression was visibly extremely unpleasant.

After days of divination, Feng Mo was already able to understand the basic hexagrams.

He peered at the compass, and the divination results were clearly displayed.

Bad, big bad.

A sense of oppressive crisis instantly rose to his throat.

He immediately relayed the message to Huang Lao Er.

This prompted him to be extra vigilant these past few days, keeping a close eye on the movements around the village.

Fortunately, the number of strange appearances that night was no different from usual.

Nothing unusual happened, which allowed Feng Mo to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

……

The following morning, refugees continued to flee from the direction of Huanjiang Town.

I learned this from them.

Jiangxuan Village received support from Huangjiang Town.

Despite being in dire straits, they are still desperately holding on.

This left Feng Mo full of doubts. The third-order strange phenomenon had been lingering near Jiangxuan Village, so what exactly did this sudden ominous omen signify?

Unable to reach a conclusion, Feng Mo did not slacken his efforts in the slightest.

You can only continuously draw "protection stones" in advance.

When planning ahead.

Advance payment is always the best way to protect yourself.

……

Misfortune never comes singly.

As the village's population surged, new problems arose one after another.

That afternoon, Feng Nuonian took the initiative to find Feng Mo.

"Third Young Master, it seems we'll have to temporarily slow down the distribution of food aid to the refugees."

"What's wrong?"

"The village's food reserves are almost running low."

"How long can it last?"

"At most, no more than a month."

"OK."

When the topic of grain came up, Feng Mo immediately thought of the gray wheat field he had personally cultivated.

This land has always been managed by Huang Lao Er.

Even when servants volunteered to help, he stopped them all.

Firstly, he knew that Feng Mo valued this batch of gray wheat very much.

Secondly, he could vaguely sense that this gray wheat was no ordinary thing.

Feng Mo summoned Huang Lao Er to inquire about the harvest.

The other party reported that the gray wheat would be fully mature and ready for harvest in three more days.

just.

The mouths of more than two hundred people in Jiangbai Village.

This piece of land will yield at most a little over a hundred catties.

I can eat my fill, but what about the people of Jiangbai Village?

……

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Jiangbai Village remained calm and peaceful.

I learned this from the refugees.

Jiangxuan Village, far away, is still struggling to survive with the support of Huanjiang Town.

However, the divination results obtained by Tang Ren remained fixed on the ominous sign of great disaster.

In this regard.

Feng Mo felt helpless.

He had no other choice but to instruct Huang Lao Er and his men to guard the area day and night.

Prolonged periods of stability can easily lead to complacency.

Every time this happens...

Huang Lao Er would always sternly reprimand his subordinates.

This ensured that they dared not slack off in the slightest.

The last time a major ominous divination came true was when the Five Organs Temple first encountered the aftermath of the Jiangqing Village disaster.

As someone who experienced it firsthand, he knew better than anyone the terror of ominous omens.

to this end.

He also specifically established a strict reward and punishment mechanism.

Those who are diligent in their duties and maintain proper vigilance will be rewarded.

Those who are perfunctory, negligent, or derelict in their duties will be replaced immediately.

Among the displaced people in the village, there are many skilled fighters.

If you don't do a good job, there are plenty of people vying to fill the vacancy.

All these rigorous measures are in order to deal with that unknown and deadly crisis.

Fortunately today.

The gray wheat in the field has finally ripened completely.

Feng Mo personally went to the field to harvest the first crop.

He had assumed that gray wheat seeds were a one-time consumable and could not be regenerated after harvesting.

But unexpectedly, this field was quite special.

After every four or five harvests of wheat, a new gray wheat seed can be produced.

It's just a small plot of land.

After one round of harvesting, Feng Mo had harvested a total of eighteen gray wheat seeds!

This result delighted him.

You should know that the harvest from a single plot of land in one season is enough to feed oneself for a whole quarter.

Now we have so many kinds of seeds, and we cultivate them in a cyclical manner.

Its value is self-evident after a steady increase in production.

If they can get through this difficult period, the food crisis in Jiangbai Village will be completely resolved.

now.

Feng Nuonian, who was standing to the side, finally saw the extraordinary nature of this batch of gray wheat.

Subsequent matters concerning cultivation, storage, and distribution.

She also took the initiative to take over and manage everything.