She may not be able to take care of these two people alone.

However, he has already taken the benefits of others, so he naturally wants to take them out to see the world.

The matter of finding the frost and snow stone can be put aside first, and even if it is Jurentang, the news is not necessarily true.

After all, there is such a thing as news, and there is also truth and falsity.

It's just that Jurentang will definitely not do this kind of self-smashing signboard, otherwise there would be no foothold in Yuncang.

It's a big deal to take the two of them to experience the experience near the Hundred Refining Gate first, and when the time is almost up, it's not too late to send them back to find the Frost Snow Stone by themselves.

After making a plan, Yun Zhi left Yiqing City with the two of them.

Yun Zhi flew in the sky alone with the spirit boat, and Liu Yan hurried to cultivate on the spirit boat.

At the beginning, Wei Hang also followed Liu Yan to practice on the spirit boat, but after practicing for a while, he still looked strange and lying on the railing to watch the scenery.

When the clouds are tired of looking, they look at the scenery on the ground.

But the more he looked at it, the more strange Wei Hang's expression became.

Although I couldn't see the people on the ground clearly, I could see that the rice was not green on the ground.

It stands to reason that now should be the season for planting rice, and the rice at this time should also be green.

Wei Hang has lived in the countryside with his mother since he was a child, and even if he has never been to the land, he knows some common sense in the countryside.

Why, there is a scorched yellow area below, and you can't see patches of green rice at a glance.

I've been flying for a long time, and it's all like this.

Wei Hang had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

Do you want to talk to his sister?

After thinking about it again and again, looking at the burnt yellow color below, Wei Hang still made up his mind.

"Senior sister, can you go down?" Wei Hang said.

"Huh?" Yun Zhi looked dazed.

"I don't think the field below is quite right, this is supposed to be the season for planting rice, why is there no trace of rice underneath?"

Yun Zhi didn't understand this, but since Wei Hang said it, it didn't hurt to go down now.

Yunzhi rode the spirit boat into the woods near a village.

After putting away the spirit boat, the three of them walked out of the woods.

When he saw the scene in front of him, Rao is well-informed Yunzhi's heart couldn't help but be knocked hard.

The mortal world may not be easier than that of monks.

There are too many things they can do about it, and there are too many things to endure.

Especially in the years of famine.

Hunger is a matter of life and death for all.

At the end of hunger, death greets them.

Wei Hang looked at all this in disbelief.

He studied when he was a child, and he had seen and heard others talk about the word yellow and thin, and he was a little numb when he faced too much, and even if he heard it, he might be indifferent.

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But when he saw those who were so thin that they were only skinny and bones, and who were so hungry that they were yellow and smelly, the word still flashed in his mind.

Yellow muscles on the face.

It's not just a word, it's about the pain of famine, it's about life and death.

Dressed in tattered clothes, the hungry people sat in the streets, some on stones.

Maybe there were people sitting in the house, too.

Under the torture of hunger, there is no pain in their eyes, no despair.

The eyes were already empty, and there was not a single mood swing.

They don't seek to live or die, they just draw the ground as a prison, sit in their own place, face the scorching sun, and patiently wait for death to come.

Waiting for the outcome of all this, waiting for the final deliverance.

Wei Hang took a step forward.

He took out a leftover bun from the storage bag and wanted to give it to a small child sitting not far away.

Liu Yan pulled him and tried to stop Wei Hang.

After all, they are hungry, and when faced with food, unexpected things may break out.

But Wei Hang didn't think about it so much, his attitude was very resolute, he wanted to save them, even if he only had one bun, even if he could only save one child.

Yun Zhi looked at these people in silence.

The hungry appearance of these people is even more terrifying than the appearance of her when she encountered the snow.

They sat motionless under the scorching sun, leaning against the wall, and if it weren't for the faint breath, they would have thought it was a dried corpse.

Speaking of which, there are quite a few dried corpses here.

Some seem to have just died, while others seem to have been dead for many days, pecked at by a flock of crows.

There are also flies flying nearby.

There were more crows standing in the trees at the entrance of the village, calling hoarsely in unpleasant voices, as if waiting for more people to die before they could eat fresh meat.

There are even crows that are not afraid of death and peck at the flesh of the living.

The man just moved and chased the crow away.

The crow simply folded its wings and stood not far away and waited.

Yun Zhi saw that the vitality on that person's body was losing little by little, and there was a thick dead aura wrapped around his body.

I won't survive tonight.

Wei Hang walked towards the child sitting at the entrance of the village step by step.

The boy wore only a pair of shabby trousers, and his upper body was skinny, and he could clearly see the hard bones under his thin skin.

Wei Hang stretched out his hand holding the manzi.

The kid didn't respond.

Maybe it feels like it's a rock.

After all, the color of this steamed bun is yellow and white, because it has been put for a long time, it looks hard and hard, really like a stone.

But the adult next to the boy suddenly stretched out his long, thin hand and snatched the bun from his hand.

It's like seeing the light of hope in the darkness, even if he is not sure if it is the light of hope, he still desperately survives in this dead silence.

His strength was especially strong, and the pointed nails cut across his hands.

But in a moment, beads of blood appeared on Wei Hang's white and tender hands.

But he didn't care about the scars on his hands.

Because something happened that caught his attention even more.

It's food!

The boy realized this, and reached out to the adult, as if trying to snatch the bun that belonged to him.

Perhaps it was the struggle at the last moment of his life that the boy really grabbed the bun.

The two quickly scuffled.

It's not an ordinary fight, but it's really desperate to the death.

The struggle on this side attracted the attention of everyone in the village.

Food!

Soon people were drawn to the food and joined the fight.

The scene went in an uncontrollable direction.

Until many, many years later, Wei Hang couldn't forget this scene.

Because of a steamed bun that he gave with a good heart,

He saw with his own eyes,

The scene of cannibalism.

From snatching a bun at the beginning, to fighting and then attracting human flesh, they began to eat its flesh and eat its blood.

And this process is just a cup of tea.

Wei Hang watched all this happen in a daze, his feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and he wanted to move but found that he couldn't do it at all.

If it weren't for Liu Yan pulling him later, Wei Hang might have been involved in this human flesh struggle.

The child at the beginning was a victim of this human flesh carnival.