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In the northern border area of Xianlin Pass, there are large areas of endless rolling hills, which are not suitable for farming, so except for hunters, few people are generally willing to come.

The wind and snow stopped suddenly, and it was rare to have a sunny and good weather, and in an inconspicuous mountain nest deep in the hills, the snow on the ground suddenly collapsed, revealing dozens of black holes.

Many men and women, dressed in the furs of various wild animals, came out in disgrace, working, basking in the sun, chattering, and communicating with each other.

The Swain family was finished, and it was slaughtered completely, not to mention that many vassal families were also killed.

Some of the fish that slipped through the net went incognito, took refuge here, and lived a miserable life like mountain rats.

However, in addition to being quite ruthless at the beginning, the Wei family did not chase and kill later, and after a year, the vigilance of the people here has decreased a lot, and they are just living an ordinary life on weekdays.

Of course, it is certainly far less comfortable than when I had a family and a job, and a field and land.

After the competition for survival, those who came to flee were also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the people who came from the whole clan were many and united, and each family occupied a mountain forest to hunt, barely able to eat and wear, and there were some furs and other products, which could be taken out and traded with others.

It is worse to live alone, and generally rely on collecting wild fruits, setting traps, catching some birds and the like, and having a full meal and a hungry meal.

There are also some lonely old and young, who rely on helping families collect firewood and begging for leftovers to make a living. Now in this situation, who can take care of them, one by one is hungry and thin, the winter is not over yet, and several of them fall headlong in \

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"Did you hear that?"

"I inquired. ”

An old man leaned over and listened attentively to the news that the young Zhuang people around him had risked their lives and went out of the mountains to investigate.

"Say it quickly. ”

"There is definite news from the north, there is a small family, providing food rations, encouraging our fleeing families to settle in the past. ”

"So, the Shandu Wei family is not going to pursue it?"

"It should be!"

"Wow, wow!"

The old man was so excited that he slapped his feet a few times, and the snow on the ground creaked.

"Just ......"

The children of the clan dressed as Orions wanted to speak and stopped.

"What? don't spit out!"

"Yes, this small force is not an official Xiuzhen family, and it has a different surname from us, if it passes, the children of the clan will no longer have a chance to ascend to the immortal in the future. ”

"Oh......"

The old man snorted softly in disappointment, and asked again: "What is the name of Chu in the south, is it a sect of the Eight Classics, right?"

"No, Chu Qinmen has moved a large number of his own family, and now all the fields have been divided, and we don't have a place to stay. And I heard that when his family fought last year, a lot of people died, and he must still have a grudge and will not take us in. ”

The old man let out a long sigh, was silent for a long time, stomped his foot, and said, "When the snow melts, we will go to the north!

Fallen to this point!"

As he was talking, a crisp slap sounded from the back of the crowd, and when he looked over, a clansman was carrying a short beggar, beating and scolding: "Little ghost, eavesdropping!"

"I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it!" the little beggar said in a crunchy and beautiful voice, and from the black dirty clothes wrapped in rags, he took out two dead squirrels, and a few handfuls of hazelnuts and other nuts, which should have been taken out of the nest where the squirrels hibernated.

"Change, change!" cried the beggar, who was already weak, and was beaten a few times, and was about to faint.

"Stop fighting!"

The old man persuaded, "You're here to exchange for broken frozen porridge, right? This child has no father or mother, it's pitiful, we have to leave left and right, give him more!"

Someone took the squirrel, picked up the hazelnuts scattered on the ground, and then walked to the door of his crypt and shack, and took down several large pieces of frozen porridge that had been hung outside and frozen into ice.

This kind of porridge is made of minced meat from some beasts, mixed with salt, some wild vegetables, and wild fruits to stew into a pot, and then rely on the temperature of winter, directly frozen and stored food, which is extremely unpalatable, but very hungry.

This beggar is Zhao Yao, who has the skill of digging a squirrel's nest, and is a little better than other orphans, but it seems that it is difficult to survive this winter.

Within two days, many people who were hiding here set off in groups and headed north, and there were fewer and fewer people in the mountain nests, and there was no place to change even the frozen porridge......

At night, he was ruthless, taking advantage of the fact that a family was busy moving away, and his precautions were relaxed, he pulled a big wild boar leg from the wheelbarrow that was about to catch up with his own weight, and dragged it away.

He did not dare to go north with them, but went south alone.