This pot of broth, Su Mo drank it for a long time... For a long time......

He wanted to drink the broth and wait for someone to knock on the courtyard door......

He waited a long, long time.....

Wait until the wood in the stove is also covered with frost, wait until the broth in the pot freezes into ice, and wait until the snow accumulates inside and outside the courtyard gate......

The wind and snow descended into the world, and it was vast and desolate.

Su Mo was already very weak and seemed to be dying at any time, but there seemed to be an unknown breath in the blood of the flesh that was constantly repairing Su Mo's seriously injured body.

I don't know how long it took, the courtyard door of the school finally sounded two more times, Su Mo looked up, but no one pushed the door in.

Su Mo hurriedly got up, stepped into the snow, and went to open the courtyard gate, and the snow in the courtyard gate was pushed to both sides by the open door.

"Mr. ......"

Outside the door was a woman, Su Mo remembered her, she was the mother of a student in the school, the face of the person who came was haggard, but looking at Su Mo's face was full of sadness.

Su Mo looked at the woman and said hoarsely, "Come in and talk!" ”

The woman shook her head, as if deeply apprehensive, and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it.

Su Mo looked at the woman's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and said, "If you have something to say, just say it directly." ”

The woman glanced inside the school, saw the empty school, hesitated and didn't say anything, turned around and left, and returned to the wind and snow.

Su Mo glanced back at the empty school, and the tables and chairs in the school had already been given to the villagers as firewood.

As if he understood something, Su Mo ran into the snow and stopped the woman.

"But you need firewood?" Su Mo asked.

The woman finally shed two tears on her face and nodded slowly.

"The firewood in the town has run out, so I want to see if there are any tables and chairs in this place, sir......

"You come with me!"

Su Mo dragged the woman back to the school, and when she looked around, she finally saw the bookshelf full of books.

Everything that can be burned in the school has already been dismantled by Su Mo and given to Wang Liu, and only this bookshelf remains.

Su Mo wrapped the books on the bookshelf in cloth, and then under the woman's dull gaze, he dismantled the bookshelf into strips of firewood and tied them into a handful with a cloth bag.

Su Mo handed the bag of books and the bundle of firewood into the woman's hands......

The woman looked at the two bundles of 'firewood' in her hand and couldn't calm down for a long time, and looked up at Su Mo, who was dressed in white and had white hair.

"Sir......" The woman opened her mouth, but she could not speak.

"Live first!" Su Mo said.

The woman wanted to leave the book for Su Mo to keep warm, but Su Mo said that she still had firewood to use, and the woman nodded and left with two bundles of 'firewood'......

Su Mo opened the courtyard door of the school, looked at the vast snow outside the school, and lowered his head.

The power of the blood veins flowing in his body continued to emit warmth, making Su Mo immortal.

The wind and snow are still there, and there is no mercy.

I don't know how long it took, but the town was quiet and there was no sound except the sound of the wind and snow.

Every time the meal arrives, no smoke rises......

Su Mo walked into the snow in a trance and walked out of the school.......

The icy and biting wind and snow immediately blew a layer of frost on the white hair on Su Mo's head, and the frost was crystal clear, and the frozen wind and snow could no longer blow the long hair.

Su Mo stepped into the snow step by step, the snow was already above his legs, and every step seemed to be moving forward through the snow.

Step by step......

One-step... One-step......

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There are icicles hanging upside down on the eaves of each house, which looks like a frozen town from a distance.

There is no trace of the snow on the streets......

Su Mo walked to the door of a family in a daze, the door was already frozen and sealed, as if it had not been opened for a long time.

Knock Knock Knock ......

Su Mo knocked on the door, and it seemed that a sound spread and shook the snow on the house, and a piece of snow fell and hit Su Mo's head.

Su Mo turned a deaf ear and just quietly waited for the response of the people in the room.

But it's been a long time...... No one opened the door, and no one answered.

A cold wind blew, making Su Mo cough uncontrollably...... A mouthful of bloody phlegm fell into the snow, and it was red and shining.

Su Mo turned his head in a daze, and knocked on the door of another house, but still no one responded......

Su Mo waited for a long, long time before this family, until the sky became dark, and waited until the night rose.

There was not a single light on the long streets of the town......

Su Mo slowly turned his head, looked at the quiet town, and slowly walked to the door of the butcher shop.

There was still no light in the butcher's shop, and Su Mo shook his head...... In order to save firewood, every household will not light the lamp!

Looking at the two frozen white silks hanging at the door, Su Mo knocked on the door of the butcher shop in a trance.

Still......

...... No one responded.

"Tiger!" Su Mo shouted softly.

"Sister-in-law Wang......"

In the silence, Su Mo pushed open the two doors with force, and the doors were unlocked...... Only the frozen sealed door.

Su Mo slowly walked into the house, the room in his eyes was empty, and everything that could be burned was exhausted......

A pile of ashes from the firewood on the ground was in the middle of the room, next to the pile of ashes......

...... Snuggled up to two figures who had long been frozen, one large and one small, in mourning clothes.

The child snuggled tightly into the mother's arms, and the mother hugged the child tightly in her arms.

"Hu'er......" Su Mo called softly.

The child didn't respond, how could the already frozen corpse make a sound......

"Sister-in-law Wang......"

A cold wind blew into the house, and two sounds sounded in Su Mo's ears:

"Can you teach us children to read? The gentleman here has passed away, the early winter came early, there is no gentleman who can come to teach the children here, we want the children to be able to read some words......"

My father said...... Let me bring a jug of wine to the gentleman...... Drink a little in the cold... It's so warm......"

My mother said...... The gentleman is not in good health...... Don't let the gentleman send ......"

Su Mo looked at the two frozen figures, and said to himself in a choked voice: "You always send things to the school, but you never come to the school to get things......

Crystal landed, shocking the desolation of the town......

"You are short of firewood...... I've got something combustible......"

But is there really anything combustible in the academy?

Su Mo stumbled out of the house, standing in the snow in a daze, looking at the dead silence of the town, and let out a mournful scream.

"Why should I lose my cultivation ...... at this time?"

"Why am I...... ...... to lose your cultivation at this time"

No one responded to Su Mo, only the wind and snow accompanied.

Su Mo didn't go back to the school, but came to the center of the town, standing on this icy street... Standing......

The day rises and the night ends, and the day and night rise......

Su Mo is like a lifeless ice sculpture......

I don't know how long it took, but the wind and snow finally stopped.

A piece of spiritual jade fell from Su Mo's bosom and landed in the snow......

The brilliance circulating on the lines of the spiritual jade, the brilliance rushed out of the spiritual jade and rushed to the sky.

That brilliance turned into ten thousand rays of light, covering the entire town......

The ten thousand rays of light are interspersed with each other, interweaving a scene of spring!

A figure took to the streets, and the snow disappeared......

People are talking to and fro on the streets... Telling...... A picture full of life, but no one seems to be able to see the Confucian with open eyes and a smile on his face in the center of the town.

In that piece of life, there is a lingering frost and coolness......

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