"What's going on?"

"Four tigers, look, this cart of snacks is to be given to the victims, I just counted it, and the number will be wrong to come back at this time."

Could it be that someone can't steal the relief materials? Big Head and I were very angry. I was busy looking for it in the grain depot, but nothing came of it. I don't think these victims are like people who will take advantage of such a small advantage, and I think that maybe Yujie miscalculated, or there are many people who don't know who moved the wrong one, anyway, the next batch of supplies will arrive soon, so I didn't continue to look for it.

So far, I haven't noticed anything unusual other than the missing box of snacks. Without a clue, a qiē looks no different from a normal natural disaster.

Relief supplies have been distributed. The wind outside was blowing even harder, and the old man arranged for us to live on the second floor of his house.

The old man's house is good at everything, but there is no toilet, when I go out at night, I suddenly see a black shadow in the distance swishing by, running out from the direction of the grain depot, I am a spirit. Hurry up and lift your pants, because the black image is very similar to what the ancestor looked like after he became a rat and ate tribute, and was beaten by me.

I chased after me, wondering if the shadow had spotted me, so I turned around and got into the cowshed.

The cows in the cowshed had not yet froze to death, but they were all snuggling up to keep warm, and they had no time to pay attention to my appearance, so I crept in, and found that there was movement under a pile of thatch in the corner, and I tiptoed over, and pulled the thatch aside, and there was a child squatting inside, holding the back of his head with his hands, shivering.

It was supposed to be a little boy, and he looked like he was six or seven years old. He was in tattered clothes, with a small pigtail, a thin body, a long thin face, and a piece of ash on his little nose, and he stared at me with round eyes in horror, trembling and repeating that I should not hit him.

I hurriedly comforted him, "I don't beat you, I don't beat you, why are you here, where is your home?" ”

He shook his head at me, "I'm coming to my grandfather." ”

I asked him where his grandfather was, and he said he didn't know, he couldn't even tell who his grandfather was, and he couldn't remember anything else except coming to him.

"Why are you running?"

"I'm afraid of being beaten," he pursed his thin lips. There are also some food residues at the corners of the mouth, which seem to have been eaten secretly.

Then his stomach rumbled again, and I thought the boy was quite pitiful, so I took him back.

When I returned to the old man's house, as soon as the old man saw me with the child, he immediately picked up the broom and was about to beat it, so I took the child behind me and asked the old man what was the matter.

"How did you bring him back? This kid doesn't learn well, he learns to steal things, and he steals almost everything in every household here in our place. ”

I looked at the child behind me, who was like an enraged little animal, with his head down, staring at the old man viciously, and letting out a menacing growl in his throat.

Alas, I don't know how long this kid has been wandering outside, and he has some animal habits, but at the same time I also found that he also has some great ghosts, although not much, but very special.

"I think he's quite pitiful, saying that he was looking for his grandfather, but he guess he was lost, so he had to steal something to eat, all of which were supported by his father's mother, why can't he take it in?"

"If you leave it in the past, it's definitely no problem, I can raise him as my own grandson, but this weather" The old man spread his hands and complained, as if he was helpless.

Without waiting for him to finish, I directly interjected: "Okay, okay, this kid will follow us in the future." "I despise this kind of false compassion the most, the real kind person is the person who no matter how difficult he is, as long as he sees someone who is more difficult than himself, he will want to help others.

When the old man heard that I had already said this, he didn't want to say anything more, so he stepped aside stupidly.

I took the child up to the second floor, and Yujie and Xuenu were woken up by the conversation between me and the old man downstairs, and when they saw that the child also felt very pitiful, they quickly took some food from our package and gave it to him, and after eating and drinking enough, the child fell asleep deeply.

As soon as the child woke up the next day, his body was rejuvenated, but he still didn't know anything about his life experience, only remembering that his name was Xiaodouzi and that he was looking for his grandfather, so we decided to take him in for the time being.

The delivery team had already set off for the next farm, and we decided to stay here for another day. On the third day, the snow finally stopped and we decided to go out and have a look.

No matter how you look at it, I feel that this is just a normal blizzard, of course, it is very likely that someone used the eye of the storm to do it, but that person obviously did not have much ability, because the ghost people were not in any danger, except for some animals that froze to death, all the crops were growing well, and there was no damage at all.

We couldn't figure out why we stayed here any longer, so we decided to leave the farm.

We rode our horses, and not long after walking, the big head suddenly screamed, "Oh! ”

When I looked down, it turned out that the big head had been smashed on the head by a bird.

Yu Jie picked up the bird and found that it was dead, "This bird flew well and was not injured, why did it suddenly fall?" ”

Xiaodouzi was afraid of Chiyan, and the Snow Maiden rode the same horse, and after hearing what Yujie said, she lowered her head and fiddled with the horse's mane while muttering, "It's all because of the snow, and it's all because of the snow that I died." "Hugh is dumbfounded.

I was so excited by Xiaodouzi that I quickly asked him what was going on.

"Actually, I've already smelled it, there's something wrong with this snow! The fruit of the mountains and the crops of the fields are poisonous! If you eat those things, the animal will die! Xiaodouzi frowned and shouted loudly in her throat.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Yujie was also anxious when she heard this.

"Anyway, no one will believe me if I say it," Xiaodouzi continued to lower his head as if he had been wronged.

I didn't expect there to be such a thing, so to speak, the snow is poisonous snow, no wonder the crops are fine, but the animals with more ability to keep out the cold are frozen to death, because they eat the grass stained with poisonous snow!

I immediately thought of what the old man told me, this crop is about to be harvested, and then it will be made into wine, and then transported to all parts of the demon realm, wouldn't the entire demon realm be finished?

What kind of person would have come up with such a vicious scheme! The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, I had to stop this qiē quickly, and we quickly returned to the farm.

When we rushed back, we found that there were many more people in the old man's house, and they seemed to come from all over the evil ghost world, but all of them were full of alcohol.

I approached the old man and asked, "Who are these people?" ”

"Didn't I hear that our Kang Jiawei had a snow disaster, and the drunkards in the evil ghost world rushed to our farms from all directions to relieve the disaster, but after coming, they found that the snow had stopped, and everyone was happy, so they drank it again here." It can be seen that the old man and the drunkards in this room are celebrating the safe passage of this thrilling snow disaster.

"Do you know that this snow is poisonous, and it will be poisonous when you brew wine in the future!" Seeing that they didn't know anything about the calamity that the demon realm was about to face, the Snow Maiden was so anxious that she stomped her feet.

"Little girl, what nonsense are you talking about here!" A drunken man in the corner stood up, blushing like a date, carrying a flask and pointing at the Snow Maiden, followed by another round of abuse.

I hate this kind of person the most, I don't know what my last name is when I pour a little horse urine, and the Snow Girl has never suffered this kind of anger, she has already begun to carry her own ghost energy, it seems that she wants to freeze the lifeless one.

Ling Xiao hurriedly stopped the Snow Maiden and told her to calm down first, she couldn't be like these drunkards.

Only the old man seemed to be less drunk and more sober, so I patiently explained to him the strangeness of the snowstorm.

But I didn't expect that when he listened to my analysis halfway through, he actually looked disapproving, and waved his hand again and again, asking me not to say any more.

Another drunken demon spoke, "You kid is here to be alarmist, you say that the snow is poisonous, so what do you want to do?" ”

"Hurry up and burn this crop!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a room full of drunkards begin to swell, and I realized that I might have said the wrong thing.