The full moon in the sky was covered by a layer of gray clouds. The hazy moonlight was dim and dispirited.
Outside Shangjing City —
The continuous sound of shoveling rose and fell. Shovelfuls of soil were thrown from the bottom of the pit to the edge. Those who did not know would have thought that some god-forsaken people were digging up their ancestral graves. After the efforts of hundreds of people, there was a huge pit in the ground. A thick layer of soil was piled up beside the pit.
"This depth is about right. Continue to dig outwards."
If they dug too shallow, the soil on the ground might be washed away by the heavy rain, revealing the corpses underneath.
If they dug too deep, the work would be huge. Their time was precious and they could not afford to waste it.
Jiang Pengji tore open the bag of lime at the edge of the pit. She wrapped her hands in a layer of cloth and scooped up some lime with a ladle that she found in the rice shop.
"Use this to spread the soil at the bottom of the pit, then cover it with another layer of soil. Be careful when you do this. Don't touch your skin. " Hundreds of people worked together quickly. The huge pit was almost dug by the second half of the night.
The audience in the streaming room watched the whole night with fear. They shuddered at the thought that such a huge pit would be used to bury corpses.
To ease the horrifying atmosphere, many audience members spontaneously told jokes to amuse them, but the effect was minimal.
As time passed, corpses were sent to the bottom of the pit one after another. Jiang Pengji watched in silence. The others were even more silent.
The afterglow of the morning shone through the branches and leaves, leaving mottled cracks on the ground. The scene in the pit could be seen clearly.
Not to mention the imperial guards, even her private troops could not help but hold their stomachs and retch. Some squatted on the ground with red eyes. They had not slept the whole night. At that moment, no one dared to say they were tired. They all stared at the corpses at the bottom of the pit in silence for a long time.
Jiang Pengji's hoarse voice was heard. "Bury them … This pit is not enough to bury people …"
After she finished speaking, she grabbed the shovel with both hands and shoveled soil into the pit. Only then did everyone react. They obeyed the order mechanically. After a layer of soil was covered, Jiang Pengji asked someone to spread a layer of lime and then continued to shovel soil.
They piled up a tall grave and compacted the soil to prevent wild beasts or hungry birds from causing trouble.
Finally, they inserted a wordless tombstone.
"Everyone must be tired after a night. Go wash your hands and face, eat something, and rest for four hours before you hand over your shift."
The morning sun was like flowing golden sand, dazzling and beautiful. The imperial guards and troops who had stayed up all night to dig the pit to bury the corpses felt a little tired and sleepy. They wanted to stick their eyelids together.
Previously, their nerves had been stretched taut, but now that they were relaxed, all of them wished they could lie down and sleep.
But compared to being sleepy, filling his stomach was more important.
There were two huge pots of porridge and steaming buns. Smelling the fragrance in the air, everyone's stomachs rumbled like thunder.
He was really starving.
They lined up to wash their hands and faces, took their portion of porridge and steamed bun, found a place to squat down, and started eating.
The Imperial Guards ate in a refined manner, but the troops looked as if they hadn't eaten for years. Some of them ate too fast and almost choked.
In order to meet up with Jiang Pengji as soon as possible, the troops rushed all the way under Qiguan Rang's request. They hadn't slept for almost three days and two nights, including the night before. Their eyes were dark, and their gazes were erratic. Now that they had the hot porridge and steamed bun, they suddenly felt refreshed.
When they were full, their limbs were filled with warmth. Many of them leaned against the trees and started snoring.
Jiang Pengji saw that and her eyes were filled with relief. She carefully stuffed her portion of food into her mouth and ate it clean.
With the help of 1,000 imperial guards and 1,000 troops, the efficiency of the search and rescue was incomparable. More and more injured were sent to the camp for the wounded. Most of them were corpses. Since the weather was hot, the corpses were carried out of the ruins and buried outside the city.
If the corpses of other small animals were found, they were burned on the spot. The camp's surroundings had to be cleaned regularly and lime was scattered.
"What is this?"
Feng Jin held a strange-looking thing in his hand. Qiguan Rang and the others also received it.
"A mask."
Jiang Pengji frowned and answered. The audience in the streaming room had reminded her to make it.
There was no such thing as a mask in her era. Or it could be said that it had been eliminated for thousands of years and was an antique in the history books.
"What does it do?"
Feng Jin looked at it for a long time but did not know how to use it. It did not look like a handkerchief, but it was too small to call it a curtain.
"Cover the mouth and nose. Four ropes are tied to the back of the head to secure it. Most diseases enter through the mouth and nose. If you use this to cover the mouth and nose and pay attention to food and water, it may reduce the incidence of diseases. "Jiang Pengji explained and then used her own mask to demonstrate how to use it.
Feng Jin listened and felt that it made some sense.
"This is a good thing. It can also cover up the smell."
The corpses that piled up like a mountain were buried, but the camp for the wounded was full of patients. Occasionally, a few who were seriously ill were carried out.
The air was filled with the thick smell of blood. After wearing the mask, the situation was better.
The mask that Jiang Pengji mentioned was not exchanged from the mall. In fact, the mall was rubbish. They did not even sell masks.
She asked a few maids to pick out the more breathable fabric and folded two or three layers. Then, she simply sewed them together and made a few masks. It would not be too uncomfortable to wear them on hot days. However, the fabric was limited. The simple masks that she made were first used by a few important people.
After they were used up, they could be boiled again and then dried before being used again.
The only thing to be thankful for was that halfway through the second day of the earthquake, apart from a fever and coma, there were no other symptoms of diseases.
Even so, Jiang Pengji could not be at ease too early. She still needed to prepare for a rainy day.
Looking at the pitiful mall, she pulled out the System and gave it a good beating in her heart.
Rubbish!
The imprisoned System heard her angry rebuke and snorted.
Was it to be blamed?
Compared to the trashy System, the people in the streaming room were much cuter. They heard that Jiang Pengji was worried about the plague, so they gathered together to think of a solution. Even three heads can beat one, Zhuge Liang. With 150,000 viewers, they really had a solution.
Dadaozao: "Host, I suddenly remembered a time travel novel I read before. The female protagonist used reed roots to cure the fourth brother's disease. Although I don't know if it is reliable, you can boil it for people to drink. Maybe it can prevent the disease."
Liushen Hualushui: "It can't be. Can a web novel be trusted?"
Zhuge Chestnut: "Well, reed root boiled water has the effect of clearing body heat, stopping vomiting, and diuresis. It mainly treats febrile diseases, vomiting due to stomach heat, coughing due to heat in the lungs, vomiting pus due to lung pain, and pain due to hot drenching … The above content is from Baidu." If he hadn't checked, he wouldn't have known. Now that he did, he was shocked. Boiled reed roots seemed to be very powerful. Many diseases have symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea … Maybe … it should be … useful?
Shuanglu Dianchi: "# rubbing face, please help me. The host needs your help now."
Jiang Pengji looked at the bullet screen and sighed softly.
It was useless to have a master. There was a shortage of medicinal ingredients.
The medicinal ingredients in the mall were the most common ones. Those that were slightly more expensive could not be bought.
Speaking of luck, a middle-aged man was rescued from the ruins. He was a doctor and his injuries were not serious. Now he had replaced the maids in the residence and become the chief doctor of the camp for the wounded. He had basically taken away all the medicinal ingredients dug out from the ruins of the medicine shops to save lives.
Jiang Pengji glanced at the few medicinal ingredients in the mall and decided to buy more mugwort leaves and reed roots based on the opinions of the viewers.
Mugwort leaves could inhibit and kill many bacteria and viruses. They were good for disinfecting the patients.
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