Bai Shu refused to sleep in the bed, but instead hit a floor shop. He was an outsider and caused trouble for Wei Zi'an's family for nothing, so he naturally refused to affect other people's lives.

After Bai Shuhe's clothes slept until the third day, the cold wind was howling outside and someone could vaguely hear the sound. Wei Zi'an got up and lighted the lights and hurried out to go out.

Bai Shu asked a few questions, and Wei Zian said that he would ask Bai Shu to have a good rest, so he went out wearing clothes.

Wei Ping'er also put on her clothes and stood up, lay by the window and looked at her. A faint fire came from outside. She said worriedly: "I'm afraid another stranger is coming tonight."

Seeing Wei Ping'er's appearance, he had already become accustomed to it. Bai Shu didn't say anything to comfort him. He grabbed Xingyun and prepared to go out to see what happened. Wei Ping'er dissuaded him a little, and thought of Bai Shu's sword Baitian, and finally let Bai Shu go out.

After pushing open the door, Bai Shu realized that it was already snowing outside, with ice chips inside the snowflakes blowing in the wind, hitting the face, making life hurt.

A wooden house not far away caught fire. The fire broke out with the wind. A large group of people surrounded the house, not sure what they were doing.

The temperature outside the house was so low that Bai Shu had just left the house and his body was frozen. He chopped his feet and walked forward.

When he got closer, Bai Shu realized that besides the crying sounds in front of the house, it was so quiet and terrible.

A middle-aged woman was crying constantly while hugging a girl about eighteen or nineteen years old and a little boy. The three of them looked like mother and son. With the light of the fire, Bai Shu could see that the mother and daughter were both beautiful beauties. The house that was burned by the fire was probably the three of them.

Logically speaking, with the appearance of their mother and daughter, someone should comfort her in terms of emotion and reason, but for some reason, there was no one who spoke, and they were all watching silently from the side.

When Wei Zian saw Bai Shu coming, he coughed lightly and walked outside. Bai Shu immediately followed and asked, "Uncle Wei, what's going on."

When Bai Shu got closer, he realized that Wei Zi'an's eyes were a little red, as if he was about to cry.

Wei Zi'an explained: "Tonight, a few strange spirits came across the river. They tried to find a way to lead Brother Ma out of the house and took him into his body. When his girl and wife came out to see, the people went back to set the fire and burned the house."

Wei Zi'an sighed: "Winter has arrived. There are few trees in Yanbei, and he is reluctant to burn wood even for heating. Now their house has no houses. Where do you tell them to live?"

Wei Zian became more and more anxious as he spoke, and he almost cried: "Now the men at home are no longer there, and the food is gone. Who has surplus food? If we give them food, we will starve to death! What's more, Lian'er has a two-and-a-half-year-old brother, how can they live?" Among the three people who cried in a ball, the girl was called Ma Lian'er.

Bai Shu then understood why he was quiet when he was in the past, and no one spoke, because they had nothing to say or could do anything. Even if they were anxious, they could not say a word of comfort.

Because things have come to this point, there is no way to comfort me.

The fire was still burning, but everyone had already gathered in the same room.

The room was not small, but there was only a charcoal basin that was almost indifferent to warmth. Ma held his youngest son and her daughter Ma Lianer in a blanket and sat on the chair with her crying eyes swollen.

An old man sat in the middle of the room, smoking a dry cigarette, coughing twice from time to time. The people next to him were sleepy and napping against the door frame. Only the occasional bang sound came from the charcoal brazier.

Bai Shu quietly started the July Fire, making the room a little warmer. The longer the time, the more Bai Shu felt that this technique could not be regarded as an illusion, and it was easier to use than the fire talisman.

It was already late at night, and Ma's two and a half years old young son hugged in Ma's arms. Not only did he not fall asleep, but instead stared at everyone with his eyes blankly.

I cried without tears, and I had no place to sleep.

"Old Chai, you have a message. If there is no way, the three of us will not waste here and go out to feed the wolf." After a long time, Ma finally spoke.

Mr. Chai is the old man sitting and smoking a dry tobacco. He is also the only person in the village who has broken the void realm.

Old Chai didn't say anything, and was still smoking a dry cigarette. The fire in the cigarette pipe was flashing and dark, with a wonderful rhythm.

"I am willing to share the food for you. If it really doesn't work, I'll come to my house to squeeze in." A young man in his early twenties stood up and reluctantly said this.

A middle-aged man immediately stood up and gave the young man a head and said, "Her family is three. We are hungry and full, and we have three more mouths. Can you survive?"

The young man had to say something else. Ma Lian'er, who was crying with the rain, stood up and said gratefully: "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Di, we will find a way." After Ma Lian'er said that, she pulled her mother and younger brother out and was about to walk out.

But Ma Shi didn't move. She said she went out to feed the wolf, but she didn't want to leave. When she saw Ma Lian'er going out, she cursed in despair: "You damn girl, you are still arrogant when you are at this time. You can die, where is your brother?"

Ma Lian'er choked by this sentence, bit her lip and sat back.

Yes, she can throw her apart, but her younger brother is only two and a half years old, so her younger brother must survive.

Bai Shu felt uncomfortable when he saw it. It’s not that these people don’t want to help their family. It’s because everyone is too busy to take care of themselves and has no choice at all.

Old Chai finally put down his tobacco pipe, coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's winter soon. When winter comes, they prefer to come to our place. There is less food this year..."

Old Chai narrowed his eyes and said, "There is food on the other side of the river, but we can't touch it or eat it."

He pondered, everyone was waiting for his next sentence.

Mr. Chai wiped the ash from his cigarette pipe with his rough hands and finally said, "Children and his mother should live in my house first. Lian'er will live in Lao Di's house. You have told them these days to tell the children not to go out. Tomorrow morning, I will organize people and we will go and fight wolf food."

Everyone nodded, thinking that this was the only way. No matter how difficult it is to deal with the wolf, it is still a beast, and it is always easier to deal with than those strangers.

"Since there is food on the other side of the river, why not get it back?"

Just as everyone was about to disperse, the outsider who had been quiet suddenly said this.

Everyone stopped and stared at Bai Shu. Everyone looked tired and drowsy.

Only Bai Shu's eyes were wide open, and there was no sign of fatigue in his tone, and he looked energetic, as if he had just woken up after sleeping.

Old Chai squinted his eyes and looked at Bai Shu for a while, and said, "External boy, you should go back soon tomorrow morning. You shouldn't have come to this place."

Sometimes when people are poor to a certain extent and are desperate for all external help, they will start to close themselves, because they know that no one can count on them, and they can only rely on themselves to survive and live without seeing the end of pain.

At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from the inner room. A middle-aged man ran out quickly, screaming while running, and suddenly squeezed through the crowd, rushed to the center, fell to the ground, and his face fell into the brazier.

Old Chai quickly stepped forward and helped the man up, wiped the ashes on his face, and hugged him in his arms for a while to comfort him. The man's ferocious expression slowly calmed down, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Old Chai sighed and said to Bai Shu: "External boy, have you seen it? This is my son. When he was taken over, we rescued him. But although he was saved, he had lost his will and was completely crazy."

Mr. Chai's hand holding the pipe was trembling slightly, and he said, "I am so old and I still have to serve him to poop and pee. He doesn't even know how to eat and wear clothes by himself. He always has a headache and goes crazy like this. If you can, would I not want to trouble those people across the river?"

Old Chai seemed to have touched his mind and started talking too much. He continued, "We are different from your sect. We practice slowly, and we don't even have a few serious skills to defeat the enemy."

"Those strange spirits are monsters that have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. They have all their skills and can kill us at will."

"But do you know why they didn't kill us all?" Chai said gritting his teeth: "After we give birth to a child, if we let him practice, at least we still have some resistance. If we don't let them practice, we don't even have the power to resist. Those alien spirits wait for our children to practice Guiling or Xiwei, and then come over to help a alien spirit take over our child."

Old Chai's face turned pale and continued: "How many children have had the opportunity to win the victory, they have been harmed by them..."

Mr. Chai was a little excited and also infected everyone present. What's more, his eyes were broken.

Old Chai's body trembled and calmed down for a while before saying, "I didn't think I would just stop letting the children practice in the future. At worst, I would die all of them, and it would be better than torture here."

Old Chai closed his eyes and said, "But I'm not willing to give up! We can't all die in vain. Even if we eat dirt and drink ice here, we have to live here. We can kill as many alien spirits as we can kill, and destroy a few alien souls as we can destroy."

"You are an outsider, you can't control it. Let's go back and enjoy your wealth while you still have life." Old Chai waved his hand and drove Bai Shu away in a daze.

Bai Shu didn't move and asked, "Do you know I'm from Taixu Temple?"

Old Chai nodded and said, "So what?"

"Then why don't you ask for my help?" Bai Shu was quite puzzled.

Old Chai snorted and sneered: "There are a few good people in your four sects. Who cares about our lives or death?"

After Bai Shu went to Chenghu Temple, he heard Mr. Chai’s words and it was difficult to refute.

Bai Shu looked at Old Chai and had to say sincerely: "I care. When I see me, I care. Most of our Taixu Temple are good people. Even if I was not me, Bai Shu, today, if any disciples in the Temple are changed, they will care about your life or death!"
Chapter completed!