The next day, it snowed heavily.

The entire deserted village was immersed in cold, and in this bitter cold season, bursts of crying and shouting could be heard everywhere. And the whip snapped and went on and on.

I don't know what happened to this, but someone heard that in the deep night, Grimu Dashan was angrily scolding his mother. As for why you scold people so much, there is no definite answer.

Shaoqiu got up from the bed when the sun was drying her buttocks, and glanced at this behemoth in the room, not to mention it for a while, she really scolded her mother. But finally didn't dare to scold, in this deserted village, who would a scholar dare to scold?

At this time, there was a rumor in the deserted village that it was the black bandit's firewood house that was leaking rain, and his firewood was already wet at this time, and he could not regenerate fire, nor could he make it.

"You can't make a fire, Lao Tzu doesn't have a fire, if you dare to bake the fire, do you want to fight?" The black bandits are carrying a gong and beating everywhere in the deserted village, telling every family to know about it, otherwise, they will be killed.

In the face of this bandit's words, the people of the deserted village did not disobey, and those who did not obey let out a cry of pain under his whip. After being beaten, those who dared to start a fire also doused the raging fire they had just started with cold water, so they had to stand at the door with their hands in their hands and blow the cold wind.

It was so cold that some of the cows in the barn began to moo, and some even saw tears in the eyes of the cows on this snowy day. If cattle are like this, let alone people?

After a few days, there were rumors all over the deserted village that children had frozen to death, and in the dark of night, some women hurried out of their houses and quietly buried their sons or daughters in tears on the troubled hills. Despite this, the bandits still forbade people to light fires in this snowy weather, including Shaoqiu's house.

Shaoqiu was sick and sick, and the cough kept echoing, which made those who heard it also give a trace of sympathy, but compared to those dead children, what was this? Shaoqiu lay in this cold room like this, looking at the dilapidated big ship, and there was a lot of feces on this big boat, which made this room really stink for a while. And Shaoqiu, who was lying in this room like this, couldn't say anything, so he had to cover his nose and sleep in the cold quilt with his head covered.

I don't know how long it has been, late one night, someone pulled his quilt open, opened his eyes and saw who else it was, the black bandit standing in front of him! And his big hand was so fashionable that it was constantly bleeding, and the blood dripped down Shaoqiu's face, although it was uncomfortable, it also brought a little warmth.

"Hurry up, the boss just broke the man's hand, don't fucking sleep, go find medicine for the boss." The bandit's entourage said so viciously.

And the black bandit tore off a piece of this Shaoqiu's quilt at this time, bandaged it on the wound, and the wound stopped bleeding for a while. And a wisp of wind came in through the broken quilt, so cold that this young man couldn't stop shivering.

"I don't know medicine." Shaoqiu said so.

"If you are told to go, you will go, whether you recognize it or not, just arrest it." The man said so.

Shaoqiu really had no choice at this time, so he had to brave the cold to get up from the bed, go out of this house, and look for herbs everywhere in the heavy snow, but how could there be at this time? I had to dig a handful of weeds in the soil in my hands, and it is estimated that with this handful of grass, I can avoid a beating.

"Can you see this?" Shaoqiu asked, in a very small voice.

"Damn, what do you ask, quickly mash it and put it on the wound." The man said.

I had no choice but to do so. The "medicine" was applied to the wound, and the attitude of the bandits at this time was obviously much better, and the momentum of beating people was thrown into the country of Jawwa.

The bandits' trip is to get this big ship out, which is naturally best for Shaoqiu, and he will definitely not feel uncomfortable staying here from now on. With a large space, the mood is naturally better.

And it was not yet dawn outside, the sound of the snow rustling, and the howling of the wind did not stop, which made this young autumn very desolate, and his body was even colder. It would be good if you could make a fire at this time and sit alone by this fire and eat it, but this black bandit won't let it!

Shaoqiu saw that the black bandits had taken the big boat out of the house, so he closed the door, climbed into bed, and took advantage of the fact that it was not dawn to make up for his sleep, and he had to go up the mountain to dig the soil tomorrow. But as soon as the door was closed, the sound of the door outside was like thunder, which made this Shaoqiu startled, and he didn't know what was going on.

The door opened, and the black bandit uncovered the quilt of this young autumn, and insisted on pulling him up and helping him carry the big boat. Although Shaoqiu was still sick, he was afraid of the force of this black bandit, so he didn't dare not listen, so he had to get up, follow him out of the door, and stand on the side of the big boat.

"Carry!" The black bandit roared.

Shaoqiu had no choice but to lift the big boat, and the bandit asked him to carry the front, and only Shaoqiu was the only one in front, and the other people carried the back. Obviously, this pressure is on Shaoqiu's side, and he couldn't lift it at first, but after the black bandit roared, what else couldn't be lifted?

Walking tremblingly, the people in the deserted village saw it, but they were laughing, of course, not laughing at this black bandit, laughing only at this Shaoqiu. The snow is still falling, the road is quite slippery, and the snow is not easy to walk, of course.

Shaoqiu's strength was no longer good, and he was sick, he couldn't walk a few steps, he was already out of breath, and even slipped and fell, causing the waist of the black bandit behind him to flash. The black bandit began to curse his mother incessantly, claiming that when he arrived at the river, how to beat him. In this regard, Shaoqiu was already numb and no longer afraid.

When the big boat was lifted to the edge of an old tree, Shaoqiu really had no strength at all, and besides, he was raising his head alone, and three or four of them raised his head, how could Shaoqiu stand it? When he reached the old tree, he fell, and fell into the mud, and the great ship came down and pressed against him.

And when the bandit saw him like this, he lowered the bar on his shoulder, rushed up, kicked him a few times, and tried to free him from under the big ship, but he did not, but walked away like a smoke.

This Shaoqiu was pressed under this big ship at this time, and it was definitely not possible for him to climb out of the mud mixed with ice and snow. I had no choice but not to climb, because it was purely futile and useless, and on the contrary, I lost a lot of my physical strength.

At this life-and-death juncture, an old man stepped forward and carried the big boat, so that the pressure on Shaoqiu would not be so great, so that Shaoqiu could struggle to climb out from under the big boat. A gust of wind whistled and blew, the snow danced wildly, and the stone-sized ice also fell from the sky at this time, hitting this Shaoqiu's head, and it immediately broke, and blood gushed out like a spring.

The old man looked at it, and could not say anything more, sighed, and left, and when he came not far from the deserted village, he heard him shouting loudly. It turned out that seeing that he had saved this Shaoqiu, the bandits beat him fiercely.

Shaoqiu was about to go back to his house, it was best to make a fire and eat some delicious food, but he saw the black bandit coming again. He didn't allow Shaoqiu to leave, he had to get his big boat down the river, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to go into the mountains to collect firewood. If you want to go into the mountains to collect firewood, it is best to use a large boat.

This time, the black bandit didn't want him to carry the big boat, but took off his dirty shoes, and asked this Shaoqiu to carry it, and he actually carried the big boat by himself.