Junzhou, Yankang Prefecture.

There is obviously no vast farmland nearby, nor are there large rivers that provide sufficient water sources.

But in the vast mountain forest that can hardly hide its withered yellow color, there are still smoke rising one after another.

At a glance, there are densely packed simple houses standing in this continuous barren woodland.

At a rough count, it can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people, making it the size of a small city.

From time to time, you can see unkempt children running around chasing each other, old people basking in the sun in front of their homes, and women drying grass roots on the ground...

It seems excessively poor, but it is a very rare scene of peace in this troubled world.

Only when I saw the high walls built of stone and wood around the camp, and the young men on the walls patrolling back and forth with weapons in their hands.

Only then did people suddenly realize how difficult it is to maintain this simple and peaceful life.

And on that very tall gate tower, there were three large characters that were not neatly written in cinnabar mixed with tiger blood - "Begging Camp"!

Begging for a living! Begging for a living!

Chewing it repeatedly makes people feel a little tragic.

Stepping into the sunset with a hint of blood.

Two extremely beautiful women walked out of a cemetery located halfway up the mountain and slowly went down the mountain along a path that looked very old.

The person skipping ahead was a petite, pretty and cute girl. Although the white sarong skirt she wore was shabby, it was clean.

Anyone who takes one look at her will be infected by the optimism and open-mindedness in her eyes.

The other one was wearing a dark green satin horse-faced skirt, with a fair, oval-shaped face without makeup, but her features were picturesque.

She is a beautiful woman with a plump and graceful figure.

These beauties, who have half or six similar looks, are the mother and daughter of [Poor God] Xin Xiaowei and [Broom Star] Xin Ruoheng.

At the same time, he is also the [Judge in charge of financial matters] and the [Judge in charge of misfortunes] among the immortal officials of the "Ghosts and Gods Department of the Underworld".

As for the tomb they just paid homage to, naturally it was Xin Xiaowei's father and Xin Ruoheng's short-lived husband lying there.

Although this [Broom Star Lord] is an extremely rare and stunning beauty.

But the [Iron Sweep Eight Defeats], which is born with eight defeats, is not something ordinary people can afford.

"The trace of an iron broom must be traced, and human life is the most dangerous thing..."

If a woman is born in this month, she will be swept away when she steps into a man's house!"

At the beginning, the whole family had never set foot in the spiritual world, so naturally they had no common sense.

Xin Xiaowei's father happily brought home this beautiful girl, Xin Ruoheng, but by now it was obvious that even her bones were completely rotten.

Normally, putting [Poor God] and [Broom Star] together would be a complete disaster.

Even if the Yins, ghosts and gods in their bodies can balance the disaster and poverty in them, they are not suitable for living together all the time.

The reason why the two of them returned to the [Begging Camp] together this time was precisely because today is the death anniversary of Xin Xiaowei's father.

"Mom, winter is coming soon.

I just checked the granary, and the grass roots, bark, and earthworm stems stored in our Yankang Prefecture [Begging Camp] are all a bit short.

These must be ready before the first snowfall.

Otherwise, according to Doubu's prediction, a winter that will be colder than last year may really freeze people to death.

It would be better if we could find a way to get some more corn and occasionally improve the food for those children and the elderly."

Although she was so poor that she often had to drink from the northwest wind, the first thing in Xin Xiaowei's heart was still the people in the "Begging Camp".

This is also the long-standing tradition of [Begging Camp].

Since it was founded by [Immortal Official] Wu Dao Tianwang 1,500 years ago.

【Begging Camp】Every time there is trouble or disaster, we will try our best to lead the displaced people to beg for a living.

Some people may ask, why can’t we open up wasteland for farming in the mountains?

This is because only if one has

Only with a sufficiently stable rear area can the people be willing to expend huge efforts and material resources for a harvest that is uncertain in a few months.

But in troubled times, this is simply a luxury.

Coupled with the harsh environment of the "Little Ice Age", a place suitable for farming is simply not something a group of refugees can ask for.

That is the foundation for the establishment of the Qianlongs of the princes.

Unlike other so-called "rebels" who mostly hijack the refugees, they are like locusts, eating up everything that is edible wherever they go.

Then he spoils the women, vents his desires, abandons the old people and children who are in the way, and takes the young men with him before going to the next place to eat.

It sounds like they are rebels, but in fact they are the biggest disruptors of order in troubled times.

It can easily destroy hundreds of years of accumulation in a place.

However, the [Begging Camp] will teach the refugees [Martial Art of War], so that they can survive like weeds in those places where others disdain to compete and there is no oil or water.

Different from other methods of war, imitating tigers, oxen, and birds... is for stronger strength, faster speed, and greater destructive power.

[Martial Art of War], which imitates the earthworm, puts all the emphasis on survivability.

As long as you eat a lot of dried earthworms, you will soon be able to awaken your innate magical power [melting gold and turning iron]!

With this magical power at hand.

It is not difficult for them to digest tree roots, bark, straw, directly drink stagnant water in rivers and ditches... and other things that only wild animals can do.

But at Xin Xiaowei's level, she can eat anything. Even eating rocks, eating soil, and drinking the northwest wind can extract nutrients from microorganisms and insects.

Even if you go to the underworld, you won't starve to death if you just pick up a stone and lick it.

Known as the weakest [Martial Art of War] in the world, the original intention of everything is just to ensure survival.

It can also be said to be the "beggar's version of Gou Tao's method of immortality" of reducing the allocation, reducing the allocation, and then reducing the allocation again.

Just like the mountain forest in front of us, because the environmental carrying capacity is very limited, ordinary people cannot survive in such a closed mountain forest.

But for these refugees, all of whom practice [Martial Art of War], they can maintain the minimum survival needs.

Let them withdraw from the whirlpool of troubled times and survive year by year until the troubled times end.

When Xin Ruoheng heard her daughter's words, she pinched her waist and said angrily:

"You put it lightly, this is more than 10,000 people!

The money I earned from Yunjing City last time with Guo Feihu (Huo Dexingjun) was all replenished, and we also helped many begging camps in other places.

I didn’t even save any money to buy new clothes for my mother and me during the Chinese New Year this year.”

"I was going to tell you last time, you damn girl didn't know how to help me and let such a good father slip away in vain.

Previously, Taibai knew that we were lacking clothes to keep out the cold in the winter, so he sent thousands of pieces of excellent quality cotton without saying a word.

The person he usually deducts from me like this, when my friend is really in trouble, he doesn't even ask for a penny from us.

Not only is he handsome, rich, but also humane. He is simply the perfect golden turtle son-in-law.

As long as I make a small sacrifice of my appearance, I will become one of my own. If the Yunlou Ghost Market is such a big industry, won’t our [begging camp] have everything?

Eat cornstarch noodles and steamed buns every day until they are full, they are so happy!"

Xin Xiaowei glanced at her old mother, who was still stunning despite her age, and curled her lips disdainfully:

"Sacrifice? My dear mother, please wipe off your saliva before you say this.

Why are you sacrificing your ego for [Begging Camp]? You are actually just greedy for someone else’s fair body, oh, and money!

What a pity...all good men have wives and wives!"

After being exposed by her daughter, Xin Ruoheng simply stopped pretending.

He took out a small bronze mirror and looked at his face, feeling sorry for himself and saying:

"I think I, Xin Ruoheng, am only thirty-five years old, exactly the same age as Hua'er. According to the yellow seal script, two hundred and forty

The lifespan of one year can still last two hundred years.

She is obviously only four years older than her, Zhou Huangwu, and has legs, a waist, and a butt.

It’s obvious that Taibai Xingjun likes this one, why does he just look down on me?

I really want to experience what it’s like to be the rich wife of a wealthy family in this life!

Moreover, this wealthy young man is even younger than my daughter, ah ah ah..."

Just as they were talking nonsense, the movements of both mother and daughter froze slightly at the same time.

They looked at the messages sent to them by the [Wanxiang Tianluo] in the void in front of them.

next moment.

锔——!
To be continued...