In fact, there are quite a lot of vacant houses in the city, and at first the two of them saw that many houses were closed, and they didn't know the situation.

When it was too dark, Mu Wanfeng had to reach out and knock on the door of a house to ask for a night, but the door opened as soon as she pushed it.

The two men looked at each other and walked in cautiously.

The courtyard was pitch black, and there was not a single sound.

When I walked through the courtyard, I found that the door was still casually hidden.

Pushing open the door, Mu Wanfeng took out the fire fold and candle she bought today from the cloth bag and lit it.

When the firelight lit up, Mu Wanfeng and Murong Ziyan both made a sound in surprise.

For a moment, the screams were piercing, and it turned out that the room was crowded with beggars.

The beggars huddled together along the walls, leaning on each other's body temperature for warmth, all huddled up.

Among them were men, women, and small children of one or two years old in their arms.

"Yes, I'm sorry......" Facing the beggars who were glaring at them, Mu Wanfeng and Murong Ziyan hurriedly apologized.

Blowing out the candles, two people rushed out of the door.

It wasn't until the two of them ran out of the door that Mu Wanfeng remembered that she should close the door for others.

Closing the door, Mu Wanfeng was still immersed in shock.

Why are there so many beggars, oh my God, are everyone going to beggars?!

Murong Ziyan was a little calmer than Mu Wanfeng, and he muttered, "I really didn't expect that there would be so many people who would have difficulty living. This world, this world......"

The two of them did not dare to push the door of other people's houses again, they were afraid that they would still see such a sad scene after pushing the door open.

It seems that their only option is to sleep in the open.

In the end, they chose a place, under the city walls.

Sweeping the ground with branches, where did they still have the heart to look for hay, the two of them pulled the quilt, and shrank in it half-covered and half-covered, and fell asleep after a while.

Didn't dream all night.

In such an environment, there is an advantage that they have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation every day, and where do they have the energy to think about other things.

It's just that when she woke up, she was slightly sad, and the shadows of Qianshan, Jiang Xue, and Qin Zhanpeng suddenly burst out from the bottom of her heart.

"Ahh Mu Wanfeng screamed.

She touched something furry.

"What is it?" She hurriedly jumped to her feet and jumped a few steps away to take a look.

Murong Ziyan had also come to his senses, and he carefully tore off the half of the quilt that Mu Wanfeng had just covered, and there was a little girl lying under the quilt holding her head and her shoulders shaking.

"I'm so cold, so cold, please don't hit me." The little girl's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and she cried tremblingly, not daring to let go of her hugging head, lest she be beaten.

Mu Wanfeng breathed a sigh of relief, she was really afraid of some beast or something like that nesting in her bed just now.

She stepped forward and looked at the little girl, who looked about seven or eight years old, and was thinly dressed and tattered.

"We won't hit you, don't be afraid." Mu Wanfeng said to her softly, persuading her to let go of her hands.

The little girl let go of her hands, raised her head and looked at Mu Wanfeng timidly.

Her face was yellow, her lips were bloodless, dry, and pitifully thin.

Her eyes looked big and bright on her emaciated face, and there were tears in her eyes, and she looked pitiful.

"Where's your family?" Mu Wanfeng couldn't stop feeling sad.