In the early morning, it was dark and quiet outside.

Inside the earthen house, the wood in the brazier has burned out, and it exudes a slight residual warmth. The old man snored faintly on the bed in the corner of the room, and the sister and brother were sleeping soundly on the cotton bunk beside the brazier. Bian Yao opened his eyes, quietly got up and walked out of the house, and when he saw the scene outside, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The village had not yet woken up from its slumber, and the earth had secretly covered itself with a beautiful plain white, and the roofs, shacks, and branches were covered with heavy snow, and the cold was severe. Bian Yao squinted his eyes slightly and raised his head, the sky was gray, and there were snowflakes falling, and he didn't know when he would be able to rest.

"The sky is full of snowflakes, and the field of vision is all white. Even if the old man pointed out the direction to himself, it is estimated that he will not be able to go far and deviate from the original direction, and the final result will be lost. Bian Yao knew that he would not be able to leave in a short time, but his heart was very calm, and it must be good to live in this quiet and peaceful village for a few days, and it should be very comfortable.

With an innocent smile on his face, he walked into the wind and snow and wandered around the village. There was no one, the cold was oppressive outside, and the villagers were hiding in their houses, or maybe they hadn't woken up yet. I could only see three or two dogs chasing and playing in the snow, splashing snowflakes flying around. The water in the river is constantly rippling, but it is still not frozen, and it is not afraid of the cold, and it flows happily and vividly into the distance around the village.

Bian Yao wandered around for half an hour with great interest, and then returned to the earthen house with a little reluctance, and almost collided with the girl who was running out in a hurry at the door of the house.

"Where have you been? I thought you were gone!" the girl let out a hot breath with a red face, her hair a little messy, apparently uncombed after waking up. When she turned her eyes to the ground outside the house and the snowflakes falling in the air, she couldn't help but shout, "Ahhh

"Yes, it's snowing, and I can't walk if I want to, so I have to wait for the snow to stop before leaving. Anyway, I also ate a lot of mutton from your family, and I won't choose to say goodbye if I want to leave. Bian Yao turned to lean against the door and folded his arms to watch the snow fall.

The girl lowered her head and smiled, then tightened her clothes, raised her head and said, "If you hadn't appeared in time, that sheep would have all entered the belly of the snow wolf, so if you really want to say it, we should owe you a sheep." ”

Bian Yao frowned slightly, revealing a thoughtful look, nodded after a short silence, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "If that's the case, it's not wrong." ”

The girl looked at the expression on his face and couldn't help laughing: "Every winter in our country, the snow either doesn't fall, usually for several days, you can stay here with peace of mind, you can eat mutton for a few more days." ”

"I really have such a plan! Besides, your mutton soup is so delicious, I haven't eaten enough of it. Bian Yao smiled and said his thoughts unceremoniously.

As the girl said, the snow did not stop for two days in a row. During this period, villagers take collective action every once in a while to clear the snow from rooftops and roads to ensure that their lives are not affected by the snow disaster. Bian Yao, the "guest", was not idle, and cleared the snow with the villagers. As for the snow outside the village, it was already a foot thick, but no one cared about it.

On the third day, although the snow became a little lighter, it still did not stop. In the afternoon, Bian Yao and his sister and brother were sitting in the earthen house, chatting around the brazier, when they suddenly heard the barking of dogs outside, and the rude shouting and scolding that followed behind.

Bian Yao's face changed slightly, and he felt a little curious in his heart, so he got up and walked outside the house first, and the girl and the little boy followed closely behind him. The unusual barking of dogs spread throughout the village, and villagers came out of their houses one after another, some with iron forks or sticks in their hands. Because the houses in the village are arranged in a roughly circular shape, people can clearly see the scene of the incident as soon as they go out.

Through the small snow, two strange men in white fur suits came into people's sight, they had climbed over the big wooden gate at the entrance of the village, and slowly walked towards the village, the two yellow dogs who were responsible for guarding the village gate retreated, and barked at the two strange men.

The older strange man kept his face cold, and the other, a younger-looking man, kept scolding. Within a few steps, the young man suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the nearest yellow dog, and saw a sharp sword fly out of thin air, piercing into the yellow dog's body in the blink of an eye, and then disappearing again. Blood flowed from the dog's body, sprinkling the crystal white snow in a striking red. The screams kept coming out of the mouth of the struggling and twitching yellow dog, and gradually weakened, and the other yellow dog saw this, and ran away with his tail between his legs.

"Look at what! go get some good food and keep your eyes open! You useless mortals, do what we tell you to do, and you'll be fine, or you'll end up like this dog!" the young man glanced viciously at the onlookers, and then followed the older man to a nearby earthen house.

"Before we leave, this room will no longer belong to you. The older strange man said coldly to a villager couple standing at the entrance of the house.

Hearing this, the poor couple did not dare to squeak, and hurriedly moved to the side to avoid the strange man and let the strange man into the house.

Seeing everything happening in front of them, no one spoke, and after looking at each other for a while, they all looked to the side, and their eyes showed complex colors, with hope, doubt, and even disgust. Eventually, in order to avoid harm, the villagers turned around and rushed back to their houses to prepare food. The couple who lost their house also chose a temporary residence at the invitation of several villagers.

Bian Yao was silent, walked back with a calm face, and the sister and brother followed him without a word. Although he couldn't get used to seeing what strange men did, he was reluctant to do anything with those two people, because he knew that he didn't have the strength yet. Rushing forward will not only not help the villagers, but will cause danger to yourself.

In fact, before the young strange man used the illusory illusion to create a sharp sword to kill the dog, Bian Yao was ready to stop it. But when he found out that the man also had the strength of the late stage of Dream Walker, he held back. Besides, if it was just the young man, the key was the cold-faced older man, who guessed that the older strange man was a dreamer. For today's Bian Yao, it is extremely stupid to directly clash with a dream maniac, even if the dream maniac is in the early stage, he has no chance of winning head-on.

After the three of them returned to the house, the girl looked at the old man who was still sleeping on the bed, pursed her mouth and didn't make a sound, but the little boy opened his mouth and asked Bian Yao, "Those two people seem to be dream cultivators too, can you beat them?"

Bian Yao sat on the ground, sighed helplessly, looked up at the flames jumping in the brazier, and replied in a low voice with a wry smile: "I can't beat it." ”

"This kind of thing has happened before, and many times, we ordinary people are not even as good as those strange beasts in the eyes of dream cultivators. In fact, it is okay, they are willing to kill strange beasts to make money or have fun, but they do not bother to kill us. Although the girl had a smile on her face as she spoke, there was a hint of sadness in her voice.

"Sister, what should we make for those two dream cultivators?" the little boy suddenly changed the subject and looked at the girl.

"You don't have to do it in every family, right? There are only two of them, how can they eat so many things!" Bian Yao raised his face and interjected.

"Of course, every family has to send food, even if it is disliked, or even ruined. As long as you do what they want, you can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble, and you can't show the slightest disrespect or rebellion to them. The girl walked to the corner of the house and plucked a leg of lamb from the wall.

Bian Yao stopped talking, and as a dream cultivator, he didn't know what to say, so he simply chose to keep his mouth shut.

It didn't take long for all kinds of scents to waft through the village. Every household in the village sent their own food to the mud house where the two strange men were staying.

In the evening, the girl filled a small wooden basin full of stewed mutton, and then carefully walked out of the house with the wooden basin.

After a while, the girl hurried into the house, her face flushed, and her chest rose and fell sharply, as if she had been frightened by something.

Bian Yao was about to ask, but he caught a glimpse of the door curtain suddenly being lifted by a hand, and then a figure broke into the room, it was the younger strange man.

The man first squinted his thin eyes and swept the room, and finally his eyes fell on the girl, and said with a lewd smile: "Except for you, everyone else will get out of here!"

From the moment the strange man stepped into the room, the girl's body couldn't help but tremble. Hearing this, her face turned from red to white in an instant, and her lips trembled but she couldn't make a sound. The little boy sat by the brazier in a daze, as if frightened by the sudden turn of events.

After the man had finished speaking, without waiting for the other people in the room to react, he smiled and forced the girl forward, stepped forward in two steps, and tore her padded jacket with his hand. The girl resisted desperately, and suddenly burst into tears, and her mouth could not stop pleading.

"Your Excellency...... Will you let me go...... Woo......"

"Shut up! Don't move if you don't want to die! When I'm comfortable, maybe I'll reward you...... Ahh

Behind the man, Bian Yao pursed his lips tightly, and his face became very cold! His right hand suddenly shrank back, and the Wusha sword suddenly pulled out from the back of the man's heart, and quickly reached his chin, and the blade slashed hard at the neck! In an instant, bright red sprayed out, splashing the girl's body.

Suddenly, Bian Yao let go of the man who had stopped convulsing and let him fall to the ground and die. There was a brief silence in the room, and the successive frightes caused the two siblings to completely lose their ability to think and act.

At this time, the old man on the bed finally woke up, looked at the situation in the room in a daze, and did not know what was going on, only snorted a few times and did not speak.

Bian Yao thought for a while with a cold face, hurriedly sobered up the girl and the little boy who were in a sluggish state, and said to the two in a solemn voice: "Since he killed one, his accomplices will definitely not give up." You two do as I say, it's a little dangerous, but if it goes well, maybe I can kill the other guy too!"

The siblings nodded, indicating that they were willing to follow his arrangement. Bian Yao whispered something and then sat down next to the dead young man......

As a child, the little boy ran out of the house with a shout.

A short time later, another strange man, an older man, burst into the house, followed by the little boy. Under the light of the oil lamp and the pot fire, the older man saw at a glance the young man who had fallen to the ground, and the girl who was dumbfounded and motionless beside him.

"What's going on? Who did that?" the strange man asked in a cold voice as he glanced around the room.

The girl stood stupidly silent, while the old man on the bed snored softly and rhythmically.

"I didn't see what was going on, the adult told me to leave the house, and I heard a 'bang' outside, and then I ran in, and I saw that he was dead on the ground. Could there be a ghost?" replied the little boy with a dumb expression, probably because he was afraid, and his face was very pale.

The strange man snorted coldly and did not speak, slowly squatting down and carefully examining the injuries on the young man's body. At this moment, behind the originally empty man, a figure suddenly appeared in silence.

In an instant, a figure that suddenly appeared like a ghost suddenly flickered. The strange man let out a painful exclamation, and at the same time, he quickly swung his right palm backwards in pain and attacked the person who attacked him, but the figure jumped back quickly in advance, dodging the palm.

A sword pierced through the chest, and the sneak attack was successful! Although it did not kill with a single blow, it was also a heavy blow to the opponent. Bian Yao was secretly happy in his heart, and said with a cold face: "What Lao Tzu hates the most is you dream cultivators who like to do evil!"

The strange man screamed, as if to vent his anger and pain, and blood continued to flow from his chest and back. When Bian Yao drew his sword, he deliberately slashed to the side, making the length of his wound much larger. The man quickly took out a few spirit fruits and swallowed them in his mouth, and the girl and the little boy took the opportunity to suddenly run outside the house.

"You're also a dream cultivator!?" the man covered his chest with his hands and stared at Bian Yao.

"I'm not as bad as you!" Bian Yao replied coldly with the Wusha sword in his hand. He saw that the man had become weaker because of the loss of blood.

"I have no enmity with you! The man you killed doesn't have much friendship with me, and I won't trouble myself because of him. I still have quite a few things in my space bag, and if you're willing to leave it at that, I can give it all to you. The man's face showed a smile that matched his expression and did not match his face, and his voice became softer.

Bian Yao responded silently, ignoring his words, he was waiting, waiting for the man to be weak enough to make a move. The lives of the villagers in the entire village are all in his own hands, he can't believe the other party's words, this kind of person has a strong revenge mentality, once he is let live, he is likely to come to slaughter the village in the future!

Seeing that Bian Yao was unmoved, the man's pupils gradually contracted, his expression became cold again, and suddenly he raised his hand and pointed at him, and two sharp swords flew out of thin air, flying towards Bian Yao's face and abdomen respectively, at an extremely fast speed.

However, Bian Yao was always on guard, taking in the man's every move, and he dodged a sideways slide, which was able to dodge the oncoming flying sword, and at the same time threw his leg and kicked towards the brazier. Suddenly, all the wood and fire burning in the basin flew towards the man.

The man leaned back, narrowly avoiding the oncoming firewood, and then watched Bian Yao seize the gap at that moment, and his short body rushed to him, and the blade of the sword drew a cold arc against his throat, bringing out a bright red......

Bian Yao watched the man fall backwards with a cold eye, slowly exhaled a sigh of relief, raised the back of his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, and the room fell silent again. This was the second time he had killed someone, and it was to kill two Dream Cultivators who were above him, which was an almost crazy adventure for him, and his success could only be explained by the word "lucky".

After standing in place for a while, Bian Yao calmed down, stepped forward, and searched out a space bag from each of the two dead people.

When he walked out of the house, he was surprised to find that the snowflakes had stopped falling at some point.

"It's okay! In the twilight, Bian Yao stood at the entrance of the house, and suddenly shouted loudly with a smile.