Chapter 280 Is Devil’s Valley really that scary?

Just as he was about to speak, another servant had already snatched the taro from Qiao Sihai's hand and said:

"What is this? It looks delicious. Let me try it!"

As he said that, the small taro of about the same size also went into the yamen servant's mouth in three bites.

After eating, the yamen servant's eyes shone, and his original disdainful expression changed.

He asked Qiao Sihai: "This stuff is quite delicious, are there any more?"

Qiao Sihai had no choice but to take two more small taros from the bamboo basket on the trolley pushed by Qin Gengwen behind him, which he planned to fill his stomach with when he took a break later: "There are only two left. Let's eat it, brothers!"

The two yamen servants were not polite and took the taro and immediately peeled it.

Qiao Sihai took the opportunity to ask: "Two official brothers, is the Devil's Valley really that scary?"

Upon hearing this question, the two government officials looked at each other in unison.

The hands that hold people are short and the mouth that eats people is soft. The older-looking yamen servant sighed and said:

"Alas! I don't know why you people choose Devil's Valley. You are simply going to die! I won't hide it from you. Anyway, everyone in the capital and nearby knows these things. That Devil's Valley is just a cannibal. The valley, once people enter it, no one can come back intact."

"I haven't heard of anyone daring to go near there for many years. The most recent time was six years ago. I remember two herb collectors said that the valley was shrouded in mist all year round and inaccessible. Maybe there were a lot of rare medicinal materials in it. This The two of them ignored other people's dissuasion and insisted on going to the valley. Guess what happened?"

"I went in the morning before yesterday and came out the next evening. One was unconscious immediately and was dragged back by the other. The other said he got lost inside and finally managed to get around to the side of the mountain from one side of the mountain. They ran away. The two of them really brought back a lot of rare medicinal materials, but it's a pity that the money they sold for those medicinal materials was not enough to cure their illnesses."

"The two of them quickly went crazy. They kept scratching their bodies and throats, saying that monsters had penetrated into their bodies. There were many terrible monsters in the mist in the valley, with weird shapes and ferocious horrors. It didn't take long. , the two of them died of ulcers all over their bodies."

"I heard that it was very miserable when I died. I suffered from vomiting and diarrhea for several days and lost weight. I couldn't eat anything. Even when I drank water, my throat hurt like a knife. I picked at my throat as if I wanted to kill it. Just like picking it out."

"Before they die, they can only make a hoarse sound. It's like their throats are rotten. And the flesh on their bodies is falling off layer by layer, and it's so rotten. Gee, think about that kind of death, it's really pitiful!"

Qiao Sihai and others were horrified when they heard this. This kind of death was really miserable. Just thinking about it was terrifying. It would be better to just hang yourself with a rope!

Qiao Ran, who silently followed a few people, quickly analyzed what kind of disease these symptoms corresponded to, and finally came to several conclusions, but it still required on-site inspection to know.

The group of people chatted with the government officials for a few more words, and Qiao Sihai asked seemingly casually:

"Every inch of land in this capital is really precious! There is no spare wasteland even outside the city. Alas, we are still the first batch of refugees to come here, and there are many more people behind us! How should we arrange it for them then? Is it possible? Do you really want to be assigned to other villages? Then you will definitely face difficulties from the villagers, right?"

Qiao Sihai was a gentle man. Although he was dressed like a fur coat worn by hunters in the mountains, it did not detract from his elegant temperament at all.

The two yamen servants had long heard the registration clerk say in surprise that there was a boy in the team. Although the yamen and scholars were not common in the eyes of these yamen servants who were used to seeing all kinds of big shots, they didn't say much. After studying, they could only rely on connections to work as government servants, but they still have a natural admiration for scholars.

Moreover, he didn't speak like other rotten scholars who talked all day long, but was gentle and down-to-earth. Therefore, these two yamen officials talked to Qiao Sihai the most.

Upon hearing Qiao Sihai's question, the younger government servant almost blurted out:

"How could it be? There are still a lot of wastelands in the further outskirts of Beijing. It's not like refugees have not been resettled before. They were all resettled in batches in one place. I remember that there are several new villages outside the northern suburbs where people fled from the wasteland. It is composed of refugees. There is also a lot of wasteland outside the western suburbs of the city. On the contrary, the southern suburbs we are going to now have almost all the land taken up by those big families, and only a few big mountains in Devil's Valley are left!"

The young yamen officer wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted by the older yamen servant: "Master Tongpan made such arrangements. I guess he didn't expect that there would be so many refugees in the first batch of refugees coming to the capital, right? These things have already been done. According to the arrangement, we are only responsible for running errands and taking the refugees to the assigned places. We don’t know about the rest."

Qiao Sihai saw that the older yamen servant was already wary, so he couldn't continue to ask questions, so he turned to other topics.

Qiao Ran was already very sure that Jia Tongpan was deliberately trying to embarrass their group of refugees.

As for the reason, she couldn't guess.

Before they arrived in the capital, someone had already begun to instruct Jia Tong to make things difficult for them. Who was that person? Why do you hate them, this group of poor refugees who have come from afar?

The only powerful people he had offended along the way who had connections with the officials in the capital seemed to be Prince Ping, who secretly mined gold and hid weapons, and the corrupt officials in Luoyang City.

Could it be that these people suspected the lost gold weapons, food, gold and silver jewelry, etc. to people like themselves who happened to be passing by?

But it shouldn’t be! In the eyes of outsiders, they are just refugees who are good at hunting. They are just a group of mud-legged people who are more united and more powerful than others. What ability can they have to secretly move so many gold and silver supplies without being noticed?

After much deliberation, Wu Tongpan from Luoyang Fucheng was the most suspicious.

After all, Judge Wu Tong had seen his own skills, and he was able to fool a group of government officials.

But Wu Tongpan was still waiting for him to give him the antidote. How dare he embarrass himself so much?

Before Qiao Ran could figure it out, the group of them had already arrived at the entrance of a valley between two mountains, led by the two government officials.

"This is the intersection leading to Devil's Valley. It is safe to go two miles along this mountain road. Usually, many people go into the mountain to cut firewood and hunt. But there is no mountain road further in, because No one dares to go in anymore. The road has been reached, and the rest is none of our business. You can go in by yourselves! Someone will send some food over at noon tomorrow. I wish you good luck!"

After the older yamen officer finished speaking, he turned around and walked away with the young yamen servant who stood on tiptoes and looked forward curiously, leaving everyone in Qingshui Village staring.