The night in the mountain village is desolate, and although it is early spring, it is still cold.

But the inside of the house was warm.

In the dilapidated wooden house, the candle flame was dim, and the room was filled with the smell of hot porridge, and the porridge bowl gradually emptied, but everyone's stomach was warm.

Even Wei Xiao tasted sweet potato purple potato porridge for the first time.

"How is it?" Bai Qianyu asked him.

"Well, it's okay. The answer is only three words, but it is already very good.

"Mother-in-law, eat more. Bai Qianyu added porridge to her bowl: "This porridge boiled with Tianhe water is very strong, and you will live a long life after eating it!"

"Really?" the old woman responded with a smile and took the porridge bowl.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, she sighed contentedly, and her eyes suddenly fluttered.

"Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Bai Qianyu hurriedly said.

The old woman wiped her eyes: "It's nothing, tonight, it's the sweetest bowl of porridge I've ever drunk since the death of my two sons." ”

She sighed, looked at the porridge bowl in front of her, and said slowly: "When I saw you, I suddenly remembered that when my two sons were there, they were about the same age as you, they went out early and returned late every day, and went out to work during the day, and the old woman and I cleaned up the house at home, made dinner, and waited for them to come back, at this time of every night, it was the happiest time- The family sat in the house, eating dinner, talking, and having fun!"

There was a little smile on her face, but it gradually disappeared, and that smile on her face, like the light of a candle, was only extinguished for a moment: "But since the appearance of werewolves in the village, many innocent villagers have been killed! Together with my two sons, I will always remember that day at dusk, when the sun shone on the open space in front of the door, I made a table full of food, and waited with joy for them to enter the door with hoes on their backs, but I did not expect that they would never come back!"

Her voice trembled, and her eyes turned red: "I watched all night, but the next day I kept their bad news!" Two people were found in a remote field, and when the villagers carried them back, their stomachs had been torn open and their internal organs had been hollowed out...... I saw it with my own eyes and fainted. When I woke up, the villagers had already helped me bury the two of them, and I took pity on the white-haired man and sent the black-haired man! From then on, my old woman was the only one left, guarding this grass hut and living alone!"

She raised her old eyes and looked around the room all night: "I don't want to avenge the two of them all the time! I hate that I'm just a useless old woman, and I can't do anything!"

She lowered her head and pounded her chest.

Bai Qianyu hurriedly took her hand.

"Mother-in-law, don't be too sad, this werewolf is so hateful, our revenge for you!"

"Really?" the old woman clenched her hand and looked at her hopefully, "Girl, are you really willing to help my old woman avenge her son?"

"Hmm. Bai Qianyu replied firmly.

After answering, she regretted it - this is not a TV series, why should she avenge others?

"Alas!" someone sighed from the corner: "It's hard to protect yourself, why avenge others?"

Bai Qianyu was told the central matter, and glared at Wei Xiao: "This is justice, doing the right thing for heaven, do you understand?"

She clenched her fists.

"Justice?do the way for heaven?" Wei Xiao sneered: "The way of heaven has never been impartial, it is not justice. ”

That sentence was extremely heavy, and the words seemed to come out of gritted teeth.

Bai Qianyu couldn't help but take a closer look at him.

She saw that the face of the god general, which had always been as cold as ice, suddenly showed a sad look.

Even, there is some confusion.

Is he regretting that he didn't save thousands of lives on the Wind and Flame Continent? Or is he blaming himself for his inability?

Is it remorse for disobeying the orders of the Emperor of Heaven, or is it confusion about the way forward?

He won't say any of that.

I wouldn't say anything to her.

He gritted his teeth and sank everything into his heart. Bai Qianyu doesn't know what kind of mood he is in on this trip to the nether, and how he will go on to the end?

There was a sudden inexplicable throbbing pain in her heart.

He is the male protagonist in her book, and for her, he is a perfect existence like a male god.

Therefore, when he appeared in front of her for the first time, she was impressed by the light on him, he was the god of the upper realm, and the perfect male god in her mind.

It's just that this male god is still cold to her so far.

"It's a little unreasonable," she muttered in her heart: "Shouldn't there be a natural emotional connection between the author and the protagonist, why is my protagonist as if he has a grudge against me, or is he a ...... of eight characters."

A candle tear drooped, and the candlelight flickered, and it was almost burning.

The old woman was caged in her sleeves, leaning against the corner, her gray-haired head pointing down from time to time, as if she was about to fall asleep.

Bai Qianyu picked her up and sent her back to the bedroom.

When she returned to the hall, Wei Xiao stood up: "It's not early, you should go back to the room to rest." ”

He glanced at her, and when he stood up, there was a "choking" sound around him, and he didn't know when there was an iron sword in his hand, and the blade was covered with sharp serrations.

"This, is this the iron sword of that low-level werewolf?" Bai Qianyu said in surprise.

"Yes. Wei Xiao responded briefly, raised his sword, walked to the door, and sat down with his eyes crossed.

"Aren't you sleeping?" Bai Qianyu looked at him.

"Werewolves move at night, and the more night they go, the more dangerous they become. Wei Xiao closed her eyes and replied, "Don't forget, how the old woman's two sons died." ”

"You want to keep vigil for us here?" Bai Qianyu asked.

Wei Xiao didn't answer, obviously thinking that her question was redundant.

Bai Qianyu suddenly turned around and entered the back room.

"White girl, don't be angry!" Clover on the side was afraid that the two of them would quarrel again, so she hurriedly jumped up and followed her to explain: "Wei Xiao, he has this temper, and you don't understand." ”

Unexpectedly, Bai Qianyu entered the inner room and closed the door with a "snap".

Shamrock stretched out her palm and patted it carefully on the door: "White girl......?"

There was no sound inside, only the sound of rustling.

Shamrock became even more worried: "White girl, open the door quickly!"

The door opened in front of its eyes, and Bai Qianyu stood at the door, holding a bed of cotton wool and a quilt in his hand, and put it on his hand: "Take it, give it to Wei Xiao!"

The grass was crushed by two beds of cotton wool.

"White girl, won't you send it to him yourself?"

"Hmph. It was answered with a cold snort, and the door closed again.

Cao Chong stuck out his tongue at the door and grimaced: "I knew you still cared about him in your heart!"

Then he took the two beds of cotton wool and threw them in front of Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao slowly opened her eyes.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"The White Maiden gave it to you. The grass said briefly, turned around and walked away.

As she walked, she thought to herself: "No wonder the white girl ignored Wei Xiao and threw her face in front of the Heavenly God General, this feeling is simply amazing!"

The candles went out, and the room fell into silence and darkness.

Outside, a large, bright full moon rose into the sky, dappled with shadows from the trees.

Occasionally, there were a few insect chirps in the village, making the whole village even quieter.

Wei Xiao made a bunk by the door and pillowed the iron sword under his head, in case the werewolf would break in at any time.

Clover made an exception and became bold, arguing that she had to sleep with Wei Xiao, in its words: "Wei Xiao is so powerful, I feel very safe with him!"

At the beginning, it slept honestly next to Wei Xiao, and when it slept in the middle of the night, it began to spread its backs and forks, stretching the leaves to Wei Xiao's face for a while, and wrapping him with a stem for a while, Wei Xiao pulled it off its body, and after a while, it snored and entangled it again.

Tossed like this for most of the night, just when Wei Xiao was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a flute.