In the cold winter wax moon, the blizzard hits.

There is not even a single figure in Qingshan Village, and even the hunters in the village are reluctant to go up the mountain in this ghost weather.

Not far from the entrance of the village, a thin boy was slowly moving forward dragging a bundle of firewood larger than his body.

Although the body couldn't help but shiver, and the bare skin was covered with chilblains, the little face that was purple from the cold was full of perseverance.

He lifted his head with difficulty, looked in the direction of home, and exhaled heavily.

If I can't bring this firewood back, my sister will definitely not survive this winter.

Thinking of this, the young man gritted his teeth, tightened the thin tattered clothes on his body, and limped towards home in the wind and snow.

Half a century seemed to have passed, and the dilapidated home was right in front of you.

Her younger sister Zhao Xueying stood at the door of her house, her animal skin jacket covered with a thick layer of snow, and she could see that she had been waiting here for a long time.

"Xue Ying, why did you come out, didn't you ask you to wait for me to come back in the house! On such a cold day, you can easily put your life in danger when you leave the fire. ”

Seeing the tears in his sister's eyes, the young man's heart suddenly softened, and he couldn't bear to blame her anymore, so he hurriedly pulled her into the house.

My sister has a special physique, and she has a cold air, and she will be frozen after a moment out of the fire.

Zhao Changsheng helped her to the fire and hurriedly added some new firewood.

A scorching flame rose up, bringing warmth to the thatched hut that was leaking on all sides.

After a long while, Zhao Xueying, who was almost frozen, gradually eased up, knowing that she had worried her brother again, huddled beside the fire tremblingly in a leather jacket, and stared at Zhao Changsheng pitifully with a pair of smart big eyes, her eyes full of apologies.

Feeling his sister's scorching gaze, Zhao Changsheng knocked her little head lovingly, and said seriously: "Thanks to me coming back early, if it is a little later, you will be frozen into an ice sculpture, and you will not be allowed to leave the fire in the future, do you know?" ”

Zhao Xueying blinked and nodded incessantly.

Zhao Changsheng glanced at his sister's well-behaved appearance, and couldn't bear to blame it anymore.

"Stay here, I'll get something to eat."

Walking to the kitchen and looking at the rice jar that had bottomed out, Zhao Changsheng sighed secretly.

Parents died early, the brother and sister have relied on each other for many years, and on weekdays, they rely on Zhao Changsheng to go into the mountains to catch some game and fruits to make a living, and sometimes he also goes to other families to help for some food, and the elders in the village will also help in difficult years.

But this year's weather is really bad, the crops are not harvested, everyone is very difficult, and Zhao Changsheng is not embarrassed to go to other houses to borrow food.

He dug through the jar and grabbed a handful of broken rice that was only enough for one person to satisfy his hunger, thinking that he would definitely gain something if he went into the mountains again tomorrow.

As long as you live, there is always hope.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of a sharp knock on the door.

When Zhao Changsheng opened the door, he saw the village chief standing at the door with a bunch of things and sneezing incessantly.

"Village Chief, what are you?"

The village chief didn't say a word, just looked at the dilapidated house and shook his head.

He sighed and turned to look at Zhao Changsheng.

"Immortal! You should be aware of your family's situation, and it is difficult to survive the winter if you want both of you. ”

This is not nonsense, Zhao Changsheng is fourteen this year, Zhao Xueying is only eight years old, it is a disaster year, the villagers are too busy to take care of themselves, these two hard-working dolls can only fend for themselves.

"Village Chief, if there is anything, just say it directly!"

It can be seen that the village chief has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace.

The coal and rice he brought with him were almost enough for one person to survive this winter.

Zhao Changsheng also guessed a rough idea in his heart.

The village chief's face was unbearable, and he paused and said ruthlessly: "Changsheng!" You are a clever child, I won't hide it anymore, your sister's oil bottle will drag you to death sooner or later, it is better to sacrifice her to the river god to keep our Qingshan Village safe. ”

This Aoyama Village is located in the Izumo Mountain Range and is surrounded by two major immortal gates, one called Jackdaw Valley and the other called Hyakkawa Sect.

The Hundred Rivers Sect ordered all villages to pay them a tribute every year to a child, saying that it was used to sacrifice to the river god to keep the wind and rain in order.

If any village fails to pay on time, the whole village will suffer the wrath of the river god.

Legend has it that they would boil the old into lamp oil, sell the children to the rich to become slaves, and the young men would be sent to work in the mines, not seeing the light of day, not knowing life or death......

And women have become their playthings, and their end is miserable......

Zhao Changsheng's brows furrowed instantly when he heard this, the anger in his eyes flowed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Xue Ying is not dragging oil bottles, abandoning her sister, you can't do it!" ”

Zhao Changsheng's words were loud, his eyes were firm, and his expression was resolute.

As an older brother, how can you watch your sister jump into the fire pit!

"If you go, the incense of Lao Zhao's family will be broken, you have to think clearly!"

The meaning of the village chief's words Zhao Changsheng is very clear, the Zhao family brothers and sisters are the only two people with foreign surnames in Qingshan Village.

Zhao Changsheng, who was young in the early years, fled with Zhao Xueying who was still in swaddling clothes, and the villagers saw that the brothers and sisters were really pitiful, and they didn't drive them away, so they lived like this for so many years, but in fact, everyone didn't really regard them as their own people, they just felt pitiful.

The village chief seemed to be discussing with Zhao Changsheng at this time, but the things he brought were far from being able to be taken out by himself, and must have been made up by all the villagers.

In other words, the whole village felt that Zhao Xueying was the one who should be sacrificed.

Could this be my sister's fate?

Thinking of this, Zhao Changsheng clenched his fists, clenched his steel teeth, and his eyes welled up with monstrous hatred.

If... His spiritual bones are still there, and he can practice, and the brother and sister will not fall into such a desperate situation.

Linlang day...

Zhao Changsheng muttered in a low voice, his memory was incomplete, and this name would appear in his dreams over the years.

"Whew..."

After a while, Zhao Changsheng took a deep breath, and his emotions gradually returned to calm.

"If the big guy has decided to be sacrificed by our family, then I'll come."

He raised his head, looked at the village chief with a pair of dark eyes, and said in a calm tone.

Although Xue Ying is not his own sister, she is his only relative here, and the two small figures have depended on each other for several years, and their relationship is deep, far from being comparable to ordinary brother and sister love.

Zhao Changsheng had already made a decision, if there must be a sacrifice between the two.

That person must not be my sister Xue Ying.

"Have you thought about it, if you replace Xue Ying, she will have no one to take care of her, do you think she can last a few days?"

The village chief couldn't understand what was going on in Zhao Changsheng's mind.

"I've thought about it, I'll go to this matter, and as for Xue Ying, I have to take care of it more from you."

At this time, Zhao Changsheng felt that his calf was being hugged, and when he looked down, it turned out to be his sister looking at him with teary eyes.

"Woo woo ~ Brother doesn't want Xue Ying?"

Looking at his sister's pale face, Zhao Changsheng's heart was also trembling violently.

He reached out in a panic to wipe away his sister's tears, rubbed his sister's head dotingly, and comforted him softly: "How can it be, my stupid sister, my brother is going to practice with the river god, and he will come back in a year and a half. ”

said that she danced and made a few grimaces, which made Zhao Xueying burst into tears and laughed, and returned to her innocent and cute appearance.

Zhao Xueying took her brother's hand and was reluctant to let go for a long time.

Although she didn't know where her brother was going, her brother would never lie to herself.

My brother is the best brother in the world.