The further west you go, the more desolate it becomes.

The view is getting narrower and narrower, and the lush trees are thinning, except for a few wilting shrubs and grasses sandwiched between the cracks in the gravel.

A dilapidated town, dead silent.

Mu Qing raised his head, the wooden plaque of Jinshui Town swayed in the west wind, making a creaking sound, and took a deep breath, "It should be this." ”

Pei Sirou couldn't help but cover her nose, the sour smell in the air was really disgusting.

Qianwan helped Xuanji get out of the carriage, "Go in and have a look." ”

"Lord Wang, you and Miss Pei are waiting here, and your subordinates will go and investigate first." Mu Qing lowered his head and clenched his fists, stepped on the ground on his toes, and stepped on the eaves quickly.

Beyond the plaque of Jinshui Town, as soon as you enter the town, you can see a dry bone, this place has no grass and is lifeless, it is estimated that even the roots were dug up during the previous plague.

Qianwan's expression was indifferent, these people were abandoned by officials.

"It's depressing here." Xuanji sighed, "I seem to hear the cry, the cry of many people ......"

They were cut off from their hope of life, from the first cry to the heart-rending wailing at the end, despair, numbness, and suffering, until they were reduced to the walking dead.

Xuanji's footsteps paused, and when he heard the sound of the baby crying, he couldn't help but feel cold in his hands and feet.

In order to make a living, do everything you can.

Chinight held his hand, "Don't be caught in the miasma. ”

Xuanji trembled, heard her voice, and her heart instantly fell to the ground, silently reciting the heart mantra, and her face improved slightly.

The dustpan placed on the wall in front of him suddenly moved, and Qianye's expression froze, "What person!" ”

A six- or seven-year-old child turned out from under the dustpan, his body was dirty, and when he saw Xuanji wearing a robe, he suddenly knelt in front of him, "Please brother save my mother!" ”

Is there still anyone in this town?

Xuanji heard the sound of the child kneeling on the ground, and hurriedly helped him up, "You get up first." ”

The child wiped away his tears and stubbornly tugged at his hand, "Brother save my mother, she has been sick for a long time!" ”

"Where's your mother?"

"My family lives in Panjin Village behind, I came here to look for food, there has been a plague here, and there are no more people left."

The child was dressed in rags, and the shoes were pitifully torn, but a few straws were braided, and they did not serve any purpose to protect their feet.

Xuanji touched his hand, skinny, and took out a few tea cakes from his sleeve pityingly, "This is for you." ”

"Thank you, brother, thank you......" When the child saw such good food, his eyes burst out with blazing brilliance, and he hurriedly took it and carefully held it in his arms.

"Take me to see your mother. We still have a few friends outside, can we be together? ”

The child nodded, and seeing that he didn't respond, he replied vigorously, "Okay! ”

Xuanji snorted, turned his head, and looked at Qianwan, "Let's go back to them first." ”

Qianye looked at him and looked at the air, his hand holding the sword tightened slightly, picked him up and jumped up the wall lightly, and said coldly to the wide-eyed child on the ground, "You wait here." ”

Xuanji only felt that the soles of his feet were empty, and there was the sound of whistling wind in his ears, and he was afraid of falling, so he hurriedly reached out and wrapped his arms around her neck, "What?" ”

Qianwan hooked her lips, "It's faster this way." ”

Yue Lao took out a small handkerchief, shook his head with satisfaction, and burst into tears: ...... Obviously afraid that it is inconvenient for this mortal to see and toss back and forth, and the ice cube face has also learned to hurt people, not easy, not easy.

A certain god frowned: Huh?

Yue Lao: Ahem, Xiaoxian is an ice cube face.

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