The jackdaw crosses the south branch of the magpie in the east, and the horses do not go around the dancing city.

I don't know who first pronounced this sentence, which is a perfect way to describe the status of Randance City, every winter, people will always gather in Randance City from all directions, waiting for the day when the warm sun will return.

Winter in the north is always so bitter, Yujian years or more before the bitter winter, even the most cold-resistant, and extremely adaptable, relying on a small number of frozen and starving beast carcasses to survive months have to migrate;

They know that humans are the best creatures at planning for the future, always stockpiling enough resources early on, and that the powerful beasts and even monsters are much short-sighted, and can hardly prepare for anything other than instinctively eating as much as possible.

It needs to be mentioned that there is no hibernation in Xiuzhen Shijie, and demon beasts will sleep because of cultivation, not for the sake of hard winter. For most mammals, winter is the most hunting season, with strong enough bodies and the sharpest sense of mind to dig through the strongest and deepest caves with ease. In such a shijie, entering hibernation is simply looking for death.

The way of evolution exists in every shijie, if you can't sleep, you can't sleep, you still eat the weak, and the fittest survive; when the spring breeze blows the ice of the earth in the next year, the surviving monsters are all strong, which is more conducive to the reproduction and inheritance of the race.

This is the choice, and it is the rule, the natural rule.

Demon beasts, especially powerful demon beasts, can do this, but people can't, when the middle of winter is too difficult, those demon beasts that are in awe of humans will become extremely crazy, if they don't have enough strength to defend their homes, it is better to move as soon as possible. The same is true for monsters like jackdaws, which are weak and rely on scavenging most of the time to survive, and they need to make a choice by predicting the timing of the day.

Wild dwelling has freedom, proximity to humans has food, freedom and life, and jackdaw chooses the latter.

In time. The jackdaw became a tool for people to predict their fortunes. Caravans, travelers, and hunters judge the severity of the harsh winter based on the migration of jackdaws, and then decide on their actions. Because of this, people's attitude towards this low-level demon bird is quite gentle, they don't eat much, their bodies are not valuable, and most importantly, whenever the heavy snow closes the mountain road and it is difficult to pass, or some natural dangers. Jackdaws would even warn and even help humans move forward.

The relationship between humans and beasts is mostly one of killing and exploitation, and sometimes it is harmonious.

This year is a bitter cold year, and judging from the degree of jackdaw migration, it is rare to encounter in a hundred years. The snow is falling, and you can look down from the sky. Everywhere there were teams of migrators that meandered like snakes, heading in the same direction amid the sound of crows.

Flurry City

Thousands of miles west of the city, the plains are covered with blank water, the car marks are like turning, a team of more than 300 people trekking the snow, the nostrils of the horses are spewing white gas, and the strong men shout twice from time to time, and they seem to be frozen ice cubes in their ears. The chill is shivering. A flock of jackdaws hovered in front of and behind the procession. The noisy chirps are still so loud and more and more neat.

They're hungry.

"Almost. Find a suitable place to set up camp. ”

In the middle of the extraordinarily wide carriage, a rather majestic voice gave instructions, and the convoy immediately became busy, and one after another strong figures came out of the carriages, shouting and shouting, directing the entourage grooms to coil the carriages and horses in a circle, clear the snow on the ground, and prepare for the arrival of night.

For the migrating team, the night is much more dangerous than the day, not only to guard against hungry monsters, but also to guard against the killing of their own kind. Some of the snow thieves are not professional bandits, but people from the wasteland tribes pretending to make a fortune so that they can survive and live better in the following winters.

Flurry City, taking the meaning of the demons dancing, you can imagine what kind of place it is. For these migrants, Flurry City is their only option, unless they can afford to survive the midwinter in the wild, which can last up to half a year.

Hence the name of the gilded horse, and the gilded horse cannot be wound, let alone a person

It is not difficult to choose a place to camp, it is nothing more than those conditions, high, dry, easy to protect, and it is best to have a double-layer slope, which is conducive to sheltering from the wind. One hundred and ten men were skillful, and soon circled a place on a slope, cleared the snow and set up a tent, and dug a low ditch around the perimeter, and the arrows and trees pointed obliquely, like a small military formation.

It's not surprising that these people are soldiers, but the difference is that they are now domestic servants, protecting their masters and their families.

There are three hundred elite soldiers as private soldiers, and the position of this official is not low.

The camp soon took on its appearance, and several majestic guards came to the central carriage, and after returning to the court, a middle-aged man came out, with a majestic face and a grim expression, followed by a beautiful woman and a young girl, and a teenager.

There were not many people in the other carriages, some maids and maids were busy arranging the main tent, and there was a particularly elaborate carriage that was silent, and several guards stood respectfully outside the carriage, saying something inside.

The middle-aged man looked at the delicate carriage and asked, "The immortal chief hasn't woken up yet?"

The guard next to him whispered yes, and then asked the master to enter the main tent to rest first, and the middle-aged man shook his head.

Looking sideways at the beautiful woman beside her, the middle-aged man said: "Lian'er is weak, Mrs. will take their sister and brother to rest first, and the official will wait for the immortal chief here." ”

The lady claims to be the official in front of him, and the middle-aged man is very strict, and only when his eyes pass over the girl and boy will he rarely show a trace of pity.

The beautiful woman frowned slightly, and said: "The immortal grows into a fixed period of time, and you already have a cold disease in your body, isn't it first?"

The middle-aged man stopped the beautiful woman from continuing and said: "Madame doesn't know, the wasteland is fierce, and the demon beasts are wild because of the bitter cold. In addition, Tao'er has proved that he has a Dao Ji, and if he can be favored by the Immortal Chief, he can live in Randance City. ”

If there is a monk in Shijie, the official eunuch family cannot be said to be safe, and if there is a monk in the family, even if it is a low-level monk or even a disciple, the status will become completely different. The middle-aged man's words revealed a taste of helplessness, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the young man, and while his eyes showed expectation, he sighed.

"Pity this child"

Faced with his father's stern gaze, the young man suddenly panicked, and his body unconsciously hid behind his sister, and when he saw him so cowardly, the middle-aged man was angry in his heart, and he was about to reprimand him.

The beautiful woman stopped in front and said, "The abruptness of the immortal chief's coming, this matter, should you think about it again?"

The middle-aged man's face was displeased, and he said: "Madame, why did you say this, imagine what the identity of the immortal is, will you still want us to do anything?" If it is abrupt, the official thinks that young man is even more suspicious, if it is not for Lian'er's good Tao'er insistence, the official will not allow him to stay."

The cold wind moved slightly, and a black-robed man appeared in the field very suddenly, and said with a few sneers: "This retreat has forgotten the hour for a while, and Lord Laurin has been waiting for a long time, ashamed, ashamed." ”

The black-robed man's voice was dry and hoarse, sounding like a ghost crying and howling, and his mouth was ashamed, but his tone did not mean the slightest shame. His face was half-hidden in his black robe, and his gaze seemed to be distorted, making it difficult to see through.

It's useless to see it, cultivators can't judge age by their appearance, nor can they judge their cultivation by this, and these basic truths are also understood by mortals.

Everyone's hearts were slightly cold, and several guards instinctively leaned forward to block the middle-aged man, and then realized that this was disrespectful to the immortal chief, and their expressions were a little uncomfortable.

The middle-aged man was still able to maintain his composure, and he bowed his hand and said: "Why did the immortal chief say this, Lin Moujie is a mortal, and he is already grateful to be taken care of by the immortal chief, and he should remain respectful." ”

The black-robed man didn't even look at the guard, his eyes swept over the beautiful woman and her sister and brother, and the young man shuddered and pressed closer to his sister. On the contrary, the girl was calm and self-controlled, although it was inconvenient to look at the black-robed man, her body was straight, and she reached out and patted her brother's fur hat to give him relief.

The black-robed man's eyes flashed slightly, and he said in a miserable voice: "The root bones are okay, but this courage is too bad, and it is really difficult to follow the Tao." ”

What people said was the truth, and the middle-aged man said with a wry smile: "Lin also knows that the child is unbearable, and I only hope that the immortal chief can train Lin is willing to give everything I have to repay the kindness of the immortal." ”

The black-robed man said proudly: "What is the use of all the things of the family to me. I'll talk about that later, have you prepared a place to sleep in this seat?"

Before the middle-aged man could reply, the guards hurriedly saluted, and then led the black-robed man to an independent sleeping tent without even looking back. The middle-aged man here sighed, and had no choice but to take his wife to the main account, while thinking about what method to use to impress the immortal chief, he was a little sullen.

While walking, the young man saw the black-robed man leaving, and after his mind relaxed, his lively temperament became attacked, and he turned his hand to pull the sleeve of his mother's shirt, and whispered: "Mother, I want to relieve myself"

The girl knew what she meant when she heard what she said, and said with a calm face, "Do you want to see that person?"

The young man was not afraid of her, and said with a grin: "Sister is going with me?"

The beautiful woman hurriedly glared at him and shouted, "Nonsense, your sister is a daughter's family, how can she accompany you crazy." ”

The boy didn't care about this, peeping at the back of his father in front of him, and kept begging. The beautiful woman was soft-hearted, stretched out her hand to straighten the young man's somewhat crooked fur hat, and beckoned a personal guard, saying, "Be careful to accompany the young master, don't let him be scared." ”

The young man immediately cheered, for fear that his father would hear it, so he quickly covered his mouth and ran away, and behind him sounded the advice of a beautiful woman, the call of the guard, and a soft sigh of the girl, as if he was sighing something.

Behind him, the young man had long been unable to care, and trotted to the corner of the camp, beside the most dilapidated carriage, and suddenly slowed down, like a thief.

"It's coming. A clear voice came from inside the car, obviously sounding very young, but it gave people a taste of vicissitudes.

"Are you being scolded again?"

(To be continued......)