In the silence, I suddenly heard someone sigh heavily.

By this time, the sky had turned slightly white, the bonfire had been extinguished, and the trees of the village had gradually become clear under the gray sky.

There was a chill in the air.

Bai Qianyu, Wei Xiao, and Shamrock heard the sound and looked at the place where the sound came from, and saw an old woman wearing black cloth clothes and crutches on the path not far away, walking towards this side step by step.

The old woman looked very old, with a wrinkled face, gray hair, a wooden comb tied into a bun at the back of her head, and a basket full of sweet potatoes on her back, which looked like a heavy mountain pressing on her back, so that she could not straighten her waist, and she had to cough from time to time when she walked.

"What a poor old woman!" Bai Qianyu sighed sincerely: "What about her son and daughter, why don't you come to help her? ”

The old woman seemed to hear her voice, and could not help but raise her head, open her old dizzy eyes, and look this way.

Bai Qianyu hurriedly walked over.

Walked up to her and bent down: "Mother-in-law, the basket is so heavy, I'll help you carry it!"

The old woman looked up, looked at her and smiled.

The wrinkles on his face stretched out like chrysanthemums.

"Girl, you are really a kind person!" She took the basket off her shoulder, raised her sleeve to wipe her sweat, took out a clay bowl from her arms, and smiled at Bai Qianyu: "Good girl, my wife has been walking for most of the day, tired and thirsty, you go and help me go to the well to get a bowl of water!"

Bai Qianyu responded, took the pottery bowl, and walked to the well.

Wei Xiao hugged her arms and watched her walk past in front of her.

The grass also followed his example, picked up the palms of the two leaves, and watched Bai Qianyu walk over in front of him for a long time.

Everyone and grass all looked like they didn't care about themselves, and they stood by and watched.

"Hey!" Cao looked like she was familiar with herself, and turned her face to look at the Heavenly God General: "Wei Xiao, you said, in this weird village, the white girl took the initiative to help a stranger, is there something wrong with her?"

It pointed to its head with the palm of its hand.

The Celestial General was silent for a moment.

"Stupid kindness!" he summed up disdainfully: "Self-righteous kindness, in this village where danger is everywhere, can cost one's life at any time." ”

"Maybe it's some common problem of mortals, it's beyond your strength!" The god general looked at Bai Qianyu's figure and couldn't help but add.

If Bai Qianyu heard these words, he was afraid that he would be angry to death.

Fortunately, she couldn't hear it.

She was now concentrating on holding the pottery bowl, standing by the well, untying the rope at the mouth of the well with one hand, and lowering the wooden barrel stained with dry mud.

The barrel sank to the bottom of the well with a dull thud.

Bai Qianyu stood on tiptoe, lay on the edge of the well and looked, and found that the water in the well had long since dried up,—— it turned out to be a dry well.

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard a "bang" behind her, and something fell heavily to the ground, followed by several "bone" sounds.

She hurriedly turned around, only to see the old woman fall to the ground, and behind her was a basket of sweet potatoes that had been knocked over, and a basket of sweet potatoes fell out of the basket and rolled everywhere.

Not far from the old woman, a villager with a hoe on his shoulder stood.

The villager was tall and sturdy, dark-skinned, wearing a straw hat, and although most of his face was covered under the brim, he could clearly see the scar on his face, which crossed the bridge of his nose from the left half of his face, and looked a little vicious.

"Ouch!" cried out the old woman, clutching her chest, "my elbows, my kneecaps, my old waist!"

Bai Qianyu hurriedly ran over and helped the old woman to sit up from the ground: "Old woman, do you feel pain?"

The old woman cried out, "Oh, it doesn't hurt!"

Bai Qianyu said: "Then what are you doing with your chest?"

The old woman said, "I'm distressed!"

Bai Qianyu said: "What are you feeling sorry for?"

The old woman wiped her eyes, snorted and said with tears: "I feel sorry for my son! Ouch Yuzhu my son, why did you die so early? A person who left his mother and was alone in the world, finally dug up a few sweet potatoes in the ground, and some people wanted to come and rob me! If you are still alive, see which one who is not long-sighted dares to rob my sweet potatoes!"

grabbed Bai Qianyu's hand: "Girl, I think you are also a good person, stay away from that scarface, be careful that he is a werewolf and will harm people!"

The villager standing opposite her said angrily: "Ah Zhenpo, don't cry and fake mercy! I clearly saw you ...... just now."

The old woman cried even louder, beating her chest: "You see my basket full of sweet potatoes, and you want to bump into me and grab these sweet potatoes and leave, don't you?"

"I ......" Scarface had just opened his mouth, and the old woman had already rushed to say: "Don't deny it!" Uncle Scar, you are notorious in this village, everyone knows that you started as a robber in your early years, and you killed countless people on Niushou Mountain, if there are werewolves in this village, you are the first to take the lead!"

"Old woman!" Scarface was so angry that he took the hoe off his shoulder, and pointed the hoe at her with a bright flash: "You don't want to spew blood and beat a rake!"

"Phew!" the old woman got up from the ground and spat at him: "You have the ability to kill me! Come and kill me!" Stretching her neck: "Anyway, my son is dead, and I don't want to live for a long time, old woman!"

"Don't think I dare!" Uncle Scar suddenly rushed over, swung his hoe and smashed it at the old woman's neck!

Wei Xiao raised his hand to block.

The hoe was suddenly cut in half.

Uncle Scar glared at Wei Xiao like a ghost, suddenly threw down the half of the hoe handle in his hand, turned around and ran.

"Chase!" Bai Qianyu stared at Uncle Scar's back: "He may be a werewolf!"

Wei Xiao glanced at her.

The meaning of that glance is very complicated: indifference, idiocy, contempt, disdain?

Anyway, he sat down.

He sat on a stone beside the dry well.

"What are you doing?" asked Bai Qianyu.

And so on. The gods replied with one word.

"What are you waiting for?" Bai Qianyu asked again.

"Wait until you help the old woman pick up the sweet potatoes into the basket. "The gods will be fully sure of the way.

"Are you sure I'll pick it up?" Bai Qianyu pointed to his nose.

"You will. Wei Xiao looked at her, the corners of her mouth slightly curved upward.

Bai Qianyu squatted down, picked up a sweet potato, and turned his head to look at him: "Why don't you pick it up yourself?"

"Because I am a god general, I disdain these earthly foods. A poor answer.

Bai Qianyu threw a sweet potato over.