In the middle of winter, heavy snow falls.

Three months have passed since Qian Luming left.

At the beginning, Wu Wei was still a little apprehensive, and changed his methods to ask the customers who came to buy medicine to inquire about whether the cultivators had been caught in Dazhai.

During this period, I sporadically heard that several cultivators were found out and sentenced to death, but from all aspects of physical characteristics, it was known that it was not Qian Luming.

After a long time, he slowly put his mind at ease, maybe he would have left Dazhai a long time ago.

With the advent of winter, the beast tide has subsided a lot, and Wu Wei's originally busy life has returned to calm and leisure.

The little green snake is still hibernating, and it doesn't look like it's going to change more.

Since it is already a serious demon beast, it is a bit hasty to call it a little green snake in a so-so way, so Wu Wei searched his intestines and scraped his stomach and gave it a name that sounded domineering to himself: Qingwu.

According to the experience of previous years, Qingwu will wake up after the beginning of spring next year.

During this time, apart from occasionally adding some straw to the snake's nest to keep it warm, it did not disturb its hibernation too much.

On this day, Wu Wei was grabbing medicine in the shop, and when he looked up, he saw the two of them coming in the snow with a pot of wine.

It was Zou Ji and Wu Yong.

......

Close the windows, light the fire, warm the wine, and add a little warmth to the room.

Zou Ji and Wu Yong took off their hats, opened their shawls, and the snow on their bodies fell down.

The two sat down, Wu Wei took the treasured cooked beef and peanuts from the stove room, and the three of them sat around the fireplace.

"Why do you have to drink today?" Wu Wei rubbed his hands and asked, Wu Yong is busy like a spinning top every day, needless to say, Zou Ji has also been a dragon in the past few months, and today the two of them suddenly came to visit together, which made him a little surprised.

"It's better to be in a hurry than to be in a hurry. I was going out to play a lap, and I met Wu Yong halfway, and I heard that you were going to drink, so I stopped by to accompany you, but I didn't want to eat alone. Zou Ji's eyes lit up when he saw the wine, and he said awkwardly.

Wu Yong didn't answer, and when the wine was a little warm, he poured a glass alone, and he was bored.

Wu Wei knew that Wu Yong had something in his heart at a glance, so he silently filled it up again for him and himself, and touched a cup.

Wu Yong this person, the amount of alcohol is small, he doesn't talk much, and what he doesn't want to say, no matter what, others can't pry his mouth open.

After the second glass of wine, Wu Yong's face was already slightly red, and he said in a muffled voice: "My mother is dead." ”

Wu Wei was a little surprised when he heard this, was silent for a while, and said a little gloomily: "Auntie...... When did you leave? ”

Zou Ji also stopped his chopsticks and looked at Wu Yong.

"Last night." Wu raised his head and took a snort, "The corpse was already burned this morning." ”

"Burn well, burn well...... Otherwise, there is a heavy miasma here, and I am afraid that the corpse will change. Zou Ji was stunned for a moment, nodded and said.

Syllable!

Wu Wei slapped Zou Ji on the shoulder, stared at his eyes, and was silent for a long time, staring at him until he felt a little hairy in his heart, and then realized something, and stumbled: "I...... I didn't mean that......"

"It's fine. He's right. My mother can't be buried in the thick soil of the ancestral hall, which is also what she means, she is clean and innocent. Wu said in a muffled voice.

"Brother, why don't you tell me? When my aunt is dying, I have to send her off. ”

"I won't bother you." Wu Yong shook his head: "My mother has already troubled you too much, and there are so many medicines ......"

"What are you talking about? Don't really treat brothers as brothers? Although he knew that this was due to Wu Yong's character, Wu Wei couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart and punched him.

"Wu Yong, mourning." Zou Ji patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, come on, eat and drink, eat and drink, it'll be cold later." ”

"I'm here to say goodbye to you this time." Wu Yong's face was flushed, and he was a little dizzy.

"Farewell? What do you want? Wu Wei was taken aback and said.

"Don't ...... Don't think about it. It's me...... I'm leaving Dazhai. Wu Yong said intermittently: "The previous wave of refugees ...... I met a couple of nice people who said...... They said...... Hiccup—"

Hearing Wu Yong's words, Wu Wei subconsciously glanced at Zou Ji, and seeing that he didn't react, he took the initiative to fill his wine glass and touch it.

"They said that when it was winter, they would prepare to leave Dazhai." Wu Yong smoothed his breath and said, "Ask me if I'd like to go along...... I didn't want to at first, but now that my mother is dead, I don't have anything to worry about. I don't want to ...... either. I don't want to stay here for the rest of my life. ”

"So, I'm going with them." Wu Yong raised his wine glass, touched it with Wu Wei, and took a sip: "Brother, are you together?" They are all good people...... Nice people......"

"Me? ......" Wu Wei shook his glass and hesitated.

To be honest, when he heard Wu Yong say that he left Dazhai, he was touched in his heart.

But after thinking about it, Qingwu was hibernating, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't.

Rather than this unknown adventure, it may be a better choice to wait patiently for the Qingwu mutation.

Under the reflection of the fire, Wu Wei's face flickered, and he shook his head and said, "I'm not leaving." ”

"It's okay not to go, it's okay not to go......" Wu Yong muttered.

"Drink." Wu Wei filled a cup, and another cup.

Until late at night.

Zou Ji was already drunk and collapsed on the ground unconscious.

However, the flush on Wu Yong's face had subsided, and he was more sober and talked less.

Wu Wei had been secretly controlling the speed of drinking, and he was not drunk, seeing that Zou Ji had already fallen, he touched Wu Yong and said in a condensed voice: "Brother, tonight, you should go." ”

Wu Yong was still a little dazed at first glance, but when he saw Wu Wei's eyes, he suddenly seemed to understand something, and stood up in a hurry, and said with annoyance: "Drink too much, drink too much......"

He packed up his clothes in twos and threes, pushed the door open, and the goose feather snow poured in the black hole of the night.

Turning around and nodding at Wu Wei, he plunged into the night.

......

Early the next morning.

Wu Wei was still asleep, and was suddenly woken up by a sudden push.

He got up from the ground groggily, only to see Zou Ji's bloodshot eyes staring at him.

"What about Wu Yong?" Zou Ji asked in a hoarse voice.

"Wu Yong? ...... Let's go. Wu Wei looked around, yawned and said casually.

"Gone? Let's go?! Zou Ji was stunned and said, "No, no, no...... Do you remember what Wu Yong said last night? There's a group of refugees, to sneak away! Dazhai has the rules of Dazhai, do they come when they want to come and leave if they want? ”

"This ...... I don't know. Wu Wei shook his head and said.

Zou Ji stomped his foot violently when he heard this, and rushed out without saying hello, not knowing what he was doing.

Wu Wei walked out of the house leisurely, and the yard was full of snow, reflecting the snow around him.

While washing, he estimated that Wu Yong and they should have gone far away at this time.

Although it is somewhat troublesome to avoid the stone human array surrounding Dazhai, and the demon beast world outside is even more dangerous, Wu Yong is not a reckless person, since he chooses to leave, he has his own reasons.

Maybe there are some talented people among the refugees who are traveling with him, and maybe they give him confidence.

Wu Wei was thinking about it when a quick knock suddenly came from the door, interrupting his thoughts.