When the moon is approaching, the cold wind in Luzhou is howling, and the snow is flying.

At this time, in the wolf cottage, Dong Ce sat quietly in front of the house, looking at the wisps of green smoke rising from the wooden houses, and fell into deep thought.

Many times, Dong Ce will be like this, especially recently, he has been in a daze for longer and longer.

Now that he is the only one by his side, Yin Xuan is alone, Lu Xiaoxiao has long been unable to stand the harsh environment here, and plans to go to the capital to play with his servants, and the following year at his uncle's house, Dong Ce asked him to send a letter to Fang Shuwei by the way.

"Count the days, the child has already been born." Dong Ce was not happy that he had a child, let alone thinking about whether he was a man or a woman, but felt that his child was so pitiful when he was forced to be born in this world!

"Fourteen." Dong Ce called.

Yin Xuan immediately appeared beside Dong Ce, hugged his fists and said, "Master commands." ”

"Inform the two leaders who are guarding the cottage and prepare to transfer everyone to Dongping Mansion."

Yin Xuan was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Although Sun Meng persuaded Baili Shuang, do you believe it, Master?" ”

"Go ahead." Dong Ce didn't explain, just ordered.

Yin Xuan couldn't help but stand up straight, and said, "Yes!" ”

When he learned that Dong Ce planned to move the women and children of the Wolf Cottage to Dongping Mansion, after all, the two little leaders guarding the cottage were shocked, and even the Xingyuan monk who seemed to have never wanted to ask about the cottage couldn't help but find Dong Ce.

"You're crazy." As soon as the monk Xingyuan opened his mouth, he cursed!

"The monk has a bad mouth, the sun rises in the west, rare." Dong Ce stood up on the desk, leaned back in his chair and looked at Monk Xingyuan and said, "Master Lin handed over the matter to me, so naturally it is up to me to decide." ”

Xingyuan frowned, and said angrily: "The people of the White Lotus Sect are likely to be at the foot of the mountain, didn't you take them out like this, didn't you let them go to death?" ”

Dong Ce asked rhetorically: "The master also said that it is very likely, that is not necessarily, now you have also seen the situation of the cottage, in order to keep warm, they have burned the tables and chairs, and the food is almost gone, besides, isn't this what the master wants?" ”

"You...... Amitabha! After Xingyuan reached a Buddha name, he shook his head, turned around and left, obviously saying that Dong Ce couldn't stop it, let alone stop it!

The next day, Dong Ce stood in front of thousands of women and children, looking at the scrawny old men, the thin and pale children, and the poor people who were placed in wooden carts, frostbitten and unable to walk.

Taking a deep breath, Dong Ce said loudly: "Master Lin has already arranged a warm house for you in Dongping Mansion, food, as long as you arrive in Dongping Mansion, you can move in, just two days away, as long as you support each other, you will be able to tide over the difficulties and go on the road." ”

The group braved the wind and snow, staggering forward, and the long line was like a dying snake in the vast white snow.

After less than half a day of marching, there were constant incidents, and one after another people fell.

"Sir, take a break." A small leader caught up with Dong Cedao.

Hearing this, Dong Ce lifted his cloak and hat, turned around and glanced at the team behind him, and he couldn't see much in the vast snow.

"Set up the tent in the car, light a fire, distribute food, rest for an hour and continue on the road, remember to remind everyone to boil water, change the bamboo tube, and then heat the pebbles, wrap them in cloth and carry them close to you." After speaking, Dong Ce put on his hat again and took a few people to wander around.

It is said that it is a tent, but in fact it is some simple cloth frames, which Dong Ce has asked the refugees to sew these days, all of which are triangular, hollow, and will not be crushed by snow, and can also make a fire in the tent to resist the cold wind blowing around.

The refugees were given warmth, food and rest, but looking at the heavy snow outside their tents, some elderly people felt as if the road was running out!

The two-day journey is only for the young and vigorous, and the old people know very well that it will take them at least four or five days to reach Dongping Mansion in such an environment, but the firewood is only these.

"You folks don't have to worry, Mr. has already gone to collect firewood with everyone, as long as you are full and rested, you can help bring some dry firewood, on the way thereafter, remember to pick up dry firewood, and tell the young and strong if you can't take it." Yin Xuan kept talking back and forth between the tents, making sure everyone could hear them.

After an hour, the procession continued on its way, and after two hours it stopped again.

Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, Dong Ce took people to collect some dry firewood again.

At night, Yin Xuan found Dong Ce and said, "The young ones have been sent down, but there are still some seriously ill women and children who have no one to take care of them at night. ”

"I'll come, you go and rest." After Dong Ce finished speaking, he walked to the tent where the sick and the young were housed.

An old man lying on an overhead stretcher looked at Dong Ce's side face by the faint light of the fire, and suddenly asked, "Sir, how old are you?" ”

"Twenty or so." Dong Ce replied.

"Young!" The old man laughed.

"Body." After Dong Ce said a puzzling sentence, he picked up a few pebbles in the fire, picked them up with a cloth and held his hands, and after continuing to wrap a few layers of linen, he got up and walked to the old man's feet, put the warm pebbles on the soles of the old man's feet, wrapped them lightly with a cloth, then sat back in place, added some firewood, picked up the iron kettle on the fire, poured the boiling water into the purple clay pot, and when he landed, the tea fragrance overflowed.

"Sir, can you give the old man a drink?" The old man asked.

"Yes." After Dong Ce finished speaking, he took out another pot from the wooden box behind him, filled it with tea leaves and began to make tea.

Seeing Dong Ce pour the first course of tea, the old man was puzzled: "Can't you drink it?" ”

"Washing tea, although I don't use it, I'm used to it." After Dong Ce finished speaking, he handed a cup of tea to the old man's mouth.

The old man propped himself up, and after testing the tea with his lips, he inhaled it in one gulp.

"Good tea." The old man exhaled a breath of heat and sighed.

"If you think it's good, don't waste it, drink this pot." Dong Ce put the teapot and cup in the old man's hand.

Touching the warm teapot, the old man was not in a hurry to drink, but sighed: "I don't know if the old man can hold on to Dongping Mansion, if the old man dies, please ask Mr. to make a little effort to dig a hole for the old man?" ”

Dong Ce nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give you a whole coffin, change into new clothes, take care of it, and clean the past." ”

"Hehehe, yes, yes! There is Mr. Lao, Mr. Great Grace, if there is a ...... World ......"

"Okay, don't send it!" Dong Ce closed his eyes.

The old man was so sick that he hadn't eaten for a few days, and he suddenly had the energy at this moment, but he just returned to his glory and begged Dong Ce to give him a home.

He didn't have any relatives around him, and he hadn't heard him mention his relatives, before he left, someone proposed to leave him to fend for himself in Wolf Mountain, but Dong Ce still insisted on taking him out for no other reason, but he didn't want him to have no one around him before he died.

The next day, the procession continued to advance, and the body of the old man lay in the carriage and followed the procession towards Dongping Mansion.