Hunger and cold.

Since he cultivated, Tian Ermiao had never felt this way.

It was as if he had really become an ordinary person.

Cold and hungry.

It was so cold to the bone, as if it was about to freeze to death.

Hungry, desperately hungry, it seems like I'm going to starve to death.

Gradually, Tian Ermiao's consciousness became blurred.

It's like a dream.

He sat by a fire and ate with his family.

The stove was warm and the meals were sweet and tasty.

However, Tian Ermiao still has a trace of sobriety.

This sobriety made him understand that the stove was not real, there was no food, and his family was not around.

He felt that if this continued, he would really die.

This feeling is especially strong.

It's better than when you face a mortal enemy.

It's too hard.

Tian Ermiao curled up and trembled, and when the light came on, the corners of his mouth moved.

When the old man's figure appeared in his eyes, he smiled.

"Still laughing?"

The old man looked at the churning ground, but he didn't say anything.

Then, he squatted next to Tian Ermiao and sobbed the dry tobacco pouch, smoking it deliciously.

It seems to be watching Tian Ermiao die like this.

Tian Ermiao wanted to speak, but couldn't.

Finally, after the first rays of sunlight hit the earth, the temperature rose rapidly.

The old man took off his cotton clothes.

Tian Ermiao also felt warm.

There were a lot of water trails on his body, and the ice on his body had melted.

"I'm going to eat. Tian Ermiao was able to speak.

"Now you know how to eat?"

The old man stood up.

Tian Ermiao got up with great difficulty, and he followed behind the old man.

Breakfast was very simple, a large pot of porridge was placed on the table, next to a small basket of steamed buns, and two stacks of side dishes.

When Tian Ermiao saw these foods, his eyes lit up.

Without caring about anything polite, he ran over, he picked up a steamed bun, and when he was about to put it to his mouth and bite it, his wrist hurt.

It was the old man who knocked Tian Ermiao's hand with a dry tobacco bag.

"Wash your hands and go. ”

The old man frowned and said, "What do you look like if you don't wash your hands when you eat?"

Tian Ermiao glanced at the old man, and then, he put the steamed buns on the table and went to wash his hands.

"Is it clean?"

When Tian Ermiao came back, he didn't eat first, but stretched out his hands to show the old man.

The old man glanced at Tian Ermiao in surprise, and then nodded, "You can eat it." ”

Tian Ermiao sat down, picked up a steamed bun and went down the mountain and ate it twice.

Ate one after another.

During this time, the old man said, "Be careful to support yourself." ”

Tian Ermiao only felt hungry, how could he feel supported.

He scooped himself a bowl of porridge and drank it with a bang.

Tian Ermiao ate four steamed buns and drank three bowls of porridge.

He took the steamed bun again, and the old man said, "I can really hold it." ”

Tian Ermiao didn't care, he took a bite and swallowed it, and when he took the second bite, his movements stopped, and his expression turned into pain.

"Huh. ”

Only then did the old man put down the dry tobacco pouch, scooped a bowl of porridge, and took a steamed bun.

While eating, he said, "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you." ”

"You kid, you really don't have a long heart, you didn't listen to me last night, you suffered a lot, and now you don't listen to me, suffer by yourself, don't look at me, I can't help it. ”

Tian Ermiao is very strong, and it is the feeling of wanting to cut open his stomach and get the food out.

Last night I was starving to death, and now I'm dying of support.

Tian Ermiao came to this ancient earth to suffer.

Tian Ermiao couldn't help but hum in a low voice.

The old man was not in a hurry to eat, and it seemed that Tian Ermiao's seemed to be that he didn't care at all.

The old man eats an amazing amount of food.

Although Tian Ermiao was holding on to death or alive, he still remembered.

The old man had already eaten eight steamed buns and drank six bowls of porridge.

And he only ate four steamed buns and drank three bowls of porridge to become like this.

Finally, when the old man had eaten his fill, he stood up and said, "Follow me." ”

"Where are you going, where are you going?" Tian Ermiao had difficulty straightening her waist.

"Of course you're going to eat it. ”

The old man turned his head and pointed to the table, "Turn around, you have washed the dishes, oh, you can make lunch." ”

Tian Ermiao didn't say he didn't want to, and he wasn't in the mood to say that he just wanted to eat now.

The old man walked out of the house with Tian Ermiao.

There are no houses around the old man's home, and there are rows of houses far away.

It seems that the old man's home is far away from the town.

There is also a house away from the town.

The old man came here with Tian Ermiao.

This place looks like a school.

To the south of the school there was a river, somewhere on the bank of the river that looked like a simple dock.

The uncomfortable Tian Ermiao couldn't help but think, how could there be a river in the desert, and where did the wharf lead?

The old man took Tian Ermiao to the dock, and in front of the two of them there was a thick wooden stake, on which a thick layer of iron chain was entangled, and the other end of the iron chain extended into the river.

"Pull it. "The old man's fingers are chained.

Tian Ermiao walked over, and he grabbed the chain.

Start with cold.

Tian Ermiao looked at the sun in the east suspiciously.

The early morning sun was already scorching, and the chains were still cold under the sun.

There are many magical things about this town.

Tian Ermiao used a little force.

The chains did not move.

Tian Ermiao added some strength, but the chain still didn't move.

"After eating so much, have you eaten it all in vain?"

The old man snorted, "Pull!"

"Pull hard, when you pull out a meter, you can go back. ”

After that, the old man didn't care about Tian Ermiao, he walked to the school with his hands behind his back.

Tian Ermiao looked at the old man's back, he took a deep breath, and then used all his strength.

Once again, Tian Ermiao's physical body is strong, and his strength is even more perverted, however, he tried his best to make the iron chain click.

How much does this chain weigh?

Or, is the other end of the chain secured?

Tian Ermiao didn't think about it anymore, because he found that he could consume food with great strength.

After pulling for a long time, Tian Ermiao pulled out a foot long.

However, his stomach was no longer holding up.

is no longer uncomfortable, Tian Ermiao can pull the chain wholeheartedly.

Suddenly, Tian Ermiao felt a pair of eyes staring at him.

When he turned around, he saw a young man in brocade squatting by the river, looking at him very interestingly.

The man in brocade had a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of banter.

"You're the one who got picked up?"

The man in brocade asked.

Tian Ermiao withdrew his gaze and continued to pull the chain.

The man in brocade shook his head, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it towards Tian Ermiao.

Tian Ermiao seemed to have expected it, his head tilted, and the stone flew over and landed in the river, splashing a small splash.

It seemed that Tian Ermiao's dodging made the brocade man very unhappy, and his brows furrowed.