A little girl with a broken bowl in her hand, wearing only a rotten cloth coat, trembling in the biting cold wind of January, the corners of her mouth cracked, her face was pale, and only a skeleton remained, and her legs were not as thick as Ye Feiyu's arms.

She looked at Ye Feiyu with a wincing gaze, and said cautiously, "Immortal...... Long, can I do without rice? ”

Ye Feiyu was stunned for a moment, looked around the little girl, and found that this little girl, who was only five or six years old, came in line by herself, and she was really lucky not to be trampled to death in a messy queue of more than a dozen people.

"You don't want rice? What do you want? He asked, a little strangely.

"I want porridge in the pot. My mother was sick and didn't get porridge yesterday, and I wanted to give porridge to my mother, but my mother was hungry. Although the little girl was afraid of Ye Feiyu, she still stammered the reason why she didn't want rice.

Ye Feiyu knew that these people had been hungry for too long and couldn't eat hard food, so he deliberately took a few big iron pots out to cook thick porridge, and at this time it was estimated that it was almost cooked, so he said with a smile: "Okay, I'll scoop a bowl of porridge for you, and come back to me for rice after you finish eating." ”

Then, Ye Feiyu picked up the megaphone again and said loudly: "Everyone, pay attention, as long as you keep your duty, you will have something to eat, whoever takes the opportunity to rob other people's food will be known by this immortal, and you will not be spared!" ”

If these refugees are not frightened, even if the little girl takes the rice back, she will not be able to save it. The hungry refugees did not dare to snatch Ye Feiyu's food. But there is no guarantee that they will not rob the emaciated refugees of food.

The little girl's broken bowl couldn't hold much rice porridge, and Ye Feiyu flipped his palm. A fine porcelain bowl appeared, which was a large bone china bowl that Europeans could buy for several gold coins, and gave the little girl a bowl of thick porridge, reminding her to be careful not to be burned, and took out a thick cotton coat and cotton pants for the little girl to wear, and then continued to distribute food to the refugees behind.

The little girl looked at a bowl full of thick rice porridge, and there were two big pieces of bacon in it, which were fragrant, and couldn't help but stretch out her little tongue and lick her shriveled lips. Obviously hungry, but did not eat immediately, but carefully held the rice porridge and trotted away.

The nearby refugees all drooled out their necks and looked at the porridge cauldron, in addition to a few squares of bacon in the pot, there was also a whole duck, they didn't know how long they hadn't smelled the smell of meat, but it was more practical to get rice first than to eat porridge. At least rice fills your stomach better.

At this time, Ma Dingyuan came over with his own soldiers and a few hundred households, and Ye Feiyu just handed over the matter of distributing grain and porridge to him, anyway, it was almost the end, just take a few bags of rice out and leave it for Ma Dingyuan.

This Ma Dingyuan is in such a situation. He can also take out precious food to make porridge for the refugees to eat, and his character is good.

Although Ma Dingyuan is a thousand households, he is in awe of Ye Feiyu, the "Golden Wolf Immortal Master". It will not be much better than other refugees, this is the limitation of the times. Don't say it's him. Even today's great tomorrow is full of awe of the so-called immortals. This can be seen from the solemnity of the ceremonial ceremony.

In the modern earth, although there are still people who worship God and seek Buddha, it is more of a form and custom, and there are also people who really believe in immortals and Buddhas in order to seek peace of mind, unlike the Ming people of this era, or Europeans, Indians, etc., all believe in the existence of gods.

Ye Feiyu had just arrived outside Mingwei Castle, and he was also taken aback by these dense refugees. Before distributing food, there was a dead silence in their eyes, and there was no life on their faces, but now they only got one and a half catties of rice, and their faces were reborn with hope, Ye Feiyu sighed with great emotion, why do they need to brainwash them, as long as they are provided with food and give them some rudimentary weapons, they can make them die for themselves.

Select a part of them, give them a little training, give them guns and armored vehicles, etc., as the main force, and lead the army to attack the capital of Shuntianfu, and it is easy to pass the emperor's addiction.

However, if such a violent attack is launched, there is no difference between it and Li Zicheng and other displaced people, Daming will definitely be the No. 1 colonial plane base of Ye Feiyu, violently seize Daming, leaving a mess, which is extremely detrimental to future development, Ye Feiyu does not expect these homeless people who have no primary school education, after burning, killing and looting, they can manage the Ming Empire for him, and even conquer other countries.

Moreover, the Ming Dynasty has a large population, and if Ye Feiyu wants to completely master the No. 1 Colonial Plane and obtain the heart of the plane, he must have more than ten points of prestige among the natives, and it is obviously impossible to gain much prestige by violently destroying the Ming Empire.

After distributing the food, Ma Dingyuan arranged for the refugees to clean up the dirt outside the castle, such as feces, and some people who died of hunger needed to be burned or buried.

Fortunately, it is winter, and the corpses are not easy to decompose, and if it were in the hot summer, so many dead people would easily be due to the plague.

"She's dead, and if you tell her not to eat it, you might as well eat it yourself, poor baby." A voice suddenly came into Ye Feiyu's ears.

"My mom didn't die, she was just sick." The little girl's voice is very stubborn and a little familiar.

Ye Feiyu looked at the voice, and sure enough, it was the little girl who just needed porridge and no rice. I saw that she poured some rice porridge with a broken bowl, carefully put it to the mouth of a young woman lying in the corner, and tried to pour it into the woman's lips, but she couldn't pour it in, and the rice water was already wet on the woman's neck: "Mom, don't sleep, get up quickly, the fairy master gave Xiao Wanwan and her mother rice porridge, and her mother will be fine after eating." ”

"Mom, why haven't you gotten up yet? If you don't get up to eat, Xiao Wanwan won't leave it to her mother, Xiao Wanwan is so hungry that she will eat them all. ”

A woman in her thirties leaned against the earthen wall, shook her head helplessly, and then grabbed a handful of rice and put it directly in her mouth and chewed it.

Ye Feiyu didn't boil much porridge, and he couldn't divide many people, although this woman divided the rice, it was not easy to cook, so she just ate some directly to fill her stomach first.

Ye Feiyu looked at the little girl, her mood suddenly darkened, and she walked over slowly.

If her mother died, the little girl would definitely not be able to live, Ye Feiyu couldn't see it, but now she really can't bear to watch a child who is only five or six years old die lonely and sad in the cold wind, the mistakes of this world should not be borne by children.

The little girl heard the footsteps, raised her head and saw that it was Ye Feiyu, her face was happy, and the refugees before her knelt down in front of Ye Feiyu, her little body knelt very straight, and her voice was immature but very pious and said to the adult: "Immortal Master, can you help Xiao Wanwan wake up her mother?" Mom fell asleep, and Xiao Wanwan couldn't wake up her mother. ”

Ye Feiyu took a look at the porcelain bowl on the ground, a full bowl of porridge, not much less, the little girl's lips were chapped and full of dust, obviously she hadn't eaten porridge yet, and she wasn't even willing to drink a sip of porridge water.

He sighed, he originally planned to hand over this little girl to Ma Dingyuan to raise, but at this time, he saw the face covered with mud on the ground, and he could vaguely see that the woman who was only ten or twenty years old, her chest actually jumped slightly.

The little girl's eyes were full of hope, and she looked at Ye Feiyu with nervousness, her two small hands that were so thin that there were only bones left grabbed the corners of the cotton clothes, obviously afraid that Ye Feiyu, the immortal master, would say that her mother was dead, just like the woman next to her.

Ye Feiyu squatted down and touched the young mother's forehead, cold and dead, but then probed her veins, and there was a very slight, almost imperceptible beating.

Secretly sighed that his heart was still not hard enough, and a tube of medicine had appeared in his hand, stabbing at the woman's neck artery.

It was the last tube of repair potion that Smag had left. Reason told Ye Feiyu that it was not worth consuming ten primary source crystals worth of repair potions on a woman who had no use value, and he didn't know if it had any effect, but he just couldn't help but do it.

Alas, forget it, let's take it as one less time to pit those Europeans.

The little girl naturally didn't know that the small reagent that Ye Feiyu injected into her mother was equivalent to the food consumption of more than 10,000 refugees outside Mingweibao for four years!

One source crystal is three million, and ten is thirty million! Even if each of these refugees eats one pound of rice a day, it is 20,000 yuan a day, and 30 million can eat 1,500 days!

Others spend thousands of dollars for the sake of beauties, and they are willing to give up hundreds of millions of dollars in luxury cars and villas, but Ye Feiyu is pitiful to a little girl, wasting 30 million, if people know, they may say that he is stupid, but Ye Feiyu knows that even if he is given another chance to choose, he will still do it.

The old woman next to her had already touched the body of the little girl's mother, and she had been dead for a while, when she saw Ye Feiyu as if she had used some immortal technique on the woman, a look of surprise appeared on her face, could it be that the Golden Wolf Immortal Master could still bring the dead back to life?

Not only her, but also many people paid attention to the movement here, Ma Dingyuan and several hundred households were also watching nearby, after all, Ye Feiyu was an "immortal master", and he attracted attention wherever he went.

In the amazed and incredulous eyes of everyone, the young woman who had "died" suddenly let out a weak sigh from her mouth, and then slowly opened her eyes, looked blankly at the surrounding environment, and finally stopped at the little girl who was crying in surprise, held the little girl in her arms with trembling hands, and said weakly and frightenedly: "Am I not dead?" I also saw the bull head and horse face, how did I come back to life? Xiao Wanwan, won't you also follow your mother to the underworld? ”

The woman next to her gasped, couldn't help but kneel on the ground here, and kept kowtowing to Ye Feiyu: "The golden wolf immortal master's mana is boundless, and he is really coming back to life!" ”

After speaking, she turned to the young woman and said, "This little lady, your daughter is not dead. You are dead, but the Golden Wolf Immortal Master was sincerely moved by your daughter's baby and used the Supreme Immortal Method to rescue you! ”

Ma Dingyuan opened his mouth wide, and only muttered after a while: "Won't it?" Can the dead be saved? Changing food out of thin air and bringing the dead back to life, what else can't the Golden Wolf Immortal Master do? ”

There is no doubt that he was completely convinced of Ye Feiyu, an imposter immortal. (To be continued......)