Shunchang County has become a sea of ​​white at this moment.

Licun is more than ten miles outside the city. There are more than 300 households in the village, and most of the houses have collapsed.

Dai Xian's family huddled outside the collapsed house, shivering.

The eldest son, who is eleven years old, is holding his two-year-old sister, and his wife, Chen, is supporting the old mother when she comes back from the ruins of the kitchen with half a bag of food in her hands.

"Chop wood and burn!"

Cun Zheng shouted outside, "Chop your own wood."

But most of the villagers have mud houses, and only the beams are made of wood.

Moreover, the beams are buried underneath and are difficult to get out.

Dai Xian only pulled a few times and couldn't stand it anymore. He gritted his teeth and persisted. When his hands were red and swollen, Chen came. The couple finally cleared a section, but how to chop?

Finally we got some firewood, and after lighting it, the whole family gathered around. My mother got a clay pot to cook the batter, but my wife had frostbite on her hands from previous work.

The gain outweighs the loss!

But seeing the color on the faces of his mother and two children, Dai Xian felt it was worth it.

However, these wood will not burn for long.

On the second day, when the last spark went out, Dai Xian despaired.

He went to the village to ask for help.

But which family is better than others?

"Five old people froze to death last night."

Muramasa Liangshu's face was livid, and his hands were red and swollen.

"Muramasa, if this continues, most of us will freeze to death tonight!"

A villager whimpered.

"yes!"

"The snow is so thick on the ground. Without firewood, how can we still eat wheat flour raw?"

"Without anything in your belly, you will freeze to death faster."

"Shut up, everyone!"

Liang Shu stopped everyone, but in an instant he himself was trembling with cold, "This matter...who will go to the county to ask for help?"

An old man said: "Mr. Ma, there is nothing the county can do!"

"Yes! That year there was a natural disaster here, and the county was hiding from it. Who cares?"

"Muramasa, we can only save ourselves!"

A villager ran over and said, "The village leader, Wang Laowu's mother... has gone."

Liang Shu stamped his feet, "Hey! What a wretched world! Why don't you give us poor people a way to survive!"

Dai Xian said: "Murmasa, if you continue to endure this, I'm afraid there won't be many people left in the village tomorrow."

It’s useless to have a house. Without firewood, it’s a dead end in such cold conditions.

Liang Shu stamped his feet, "Mother, where can I find firewood at this time of year?"

Under normal circumstances, villagers will squat at home to spend the winter in winter. The word "cooking" here is not a complimentary term for comfort, but a derogatory term.

Nest, it explains the truth inside.

The whole family huddles at home, covering themselves with quilts when nothing happens, and trying not to move. In this way, the consumption is small and the hunger is slow.

This is Wo Dong.

An old man said: "I see, hurry up and go home. Take a look at the situation at home. Get ready for everything that needs to be prepared."

Someone asked: "What are you preparing for?"

The old man said: "Prepare something for yourself to hold the body. Otherwise, when the government comes to collect the body, there won't even be a torn mat, so it would be unseemly to just throw the person into a pit."

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Dai first thought of his mother, and then of his children.

I am getting older. If I and my wife go there, our two children will not be able to bear it.

In this way, the whole family was wiped out.

He couldn't help but swallow more.

When he cried, he infected many people.

The young people cried, the old people cried, and finally Liang Shu, the village leader, also had tears in his eyes, "I am incompetent and can't help everyone. Look outside, it's completely white, where can we go? We can live in the village for a while longer."

It's early enough to talk to your family if you have anything to say.

Until next time, it will be underground.

This guy died so quickly that he couldn't even catch up.

Go back! Go back, everyone!"

Everyone stood up.

Someone said: "Muramasa, I seem to have heard that there is a drum god."

"What do you mean?" Liang Shu's eyes lit up.

In this desperate time, he was willing to try anything that could bring a glimmer of hope.

"It is said that the drum god can protect us."

"oh!"

The villagers came back again, all huddled together, stamping their feet and shrinking their necks.

"Talk about it."

The villager put his hands in his sleeves and sniffed, "The natural disasters this year are caused by someone going against the grain. As long as we can..."

"Who?" Liang Shu asked.

"Say... deputy envoy."

"Dog thief!"

Liang Shu rushed over and punched the villagers, while the villagers lay on the ground and howled, "That's what they said."

Liang Shu gasped, looked at the villagers with different expressions, and said: "Without the deputy envoy, how could we have a good life? Without the deputy envoy, how could we dare to open up wasteland? Without the deputy envoy, how could we survive this life?"

As a human being, you must be conscientious!"

A villager shouted: "The village leader and deputy envoy are good, but now we are all going to die!"

"Yes! What's the harm in believing in that big drum god? He might be able to save us."

"yes!"

"What does the drum god look like? How to pray?"

Liang Shu scolded: "That's an obscene sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice to those who are obscene and worthy of sacrifice, and those who can help those in distress should be sacrificed well!"

"That's the truth!"

Dai Xian was hesitant. He was very grateful to the deputy envoy. Without the deputy envoy, his family's harvest would not have been that big this year.

But what if the drum god can really bless a family?

Then should I listen to the drum master or the deputy envoy?

At one moment he felt that he should believe it, and at another moment he felt that he should not believe it.

Liang Shu saw that something was wrong, pointed outside and shouted: "If you believe in such evil spirits, the government will come to arrest you!"

But his last resort was laughed at.

"The government, where is the government?"

"Yes! We are all about to die. Those great men are still sleeping at home warming their beds, with their beautiful maids warming their bodies beside them, and they have good wine when they wake up. What do we have?"

Dai Xian was suddenly startled and rubbed his eyes, "Hey! Muramasa, Muramasa!"

"Shouting the soul!"

Liang Shu was angry.

"Look, then...is that a human?"

Liang Shu's eyes were shaken by the snow for a long time and were a little blurry. He rubbed them and looked again.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Everyone was happy to hear him and went to the entrance of the village.
To be continued...