If it weren't for her breathing and her body being warm, Pei Jiufeng would go crazy.

"You remember, don't go out." Knowing that she might not hear, he still warned uneasy, "I'll be back as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, he moved out step by step. When he arrived at the place where the firewood was piled up, he tied a rough crutch with rags torn from the torn furskin, leaned it in his hand, and walked out step by step.

As soon as he went out, he was startled.

Originally, he planned to knock on the doors of the neighbors, begging for a little food. Wang Dachun was about to starve to death, and he could not care about his dignity. Even if he was asked to kneel and kowtow with others at this moment, if he could exchange two wotou, he would be willing.

But as soon as he left the door, he saw a person lying down a dozen steps away, his feet were being grasped, and he was dragging him to the courtyard gate behind him.

The man's face was facing down, and dragging it so rudely was bound to cut his head and face. Obviously, the person who dragged him was by no means his relatives.

Pei Jiufeng was startled, and suddenly thought of the Ergouzi incident that Shaoyin told him last night.

I am afraid that this person will also be eaten.

As if aware of his gaze, the man opposite suddenly raised his head and shot a gloomy and infiltrating gaze.

Pei Jiufeng immediately lowered her head and stopped looking.

His heart was pounding, he couldn't knock on the door of the neighbor's house, if he knocked on the door, he might not be able to get out.

Who says you can only eat dead people?

There is a gap between eating food and eating people, but there is only a small ditch between eating the dead and eating the living.

He pursed his lips, turned and closed the door, locking it.

This is the only thing that can protect Wang Dachun. Then, leaning on crutches, he went out of the city.

Along the way, few people were seen.

The cold wind whistled, and the whole city was full of depression. Pei Jiufeng didn't have the energy to sigh, and left the city and went to the river.

Last night, he thought about whether to go ice fishing or go hunting in the mountains.

Most of the food in the mountains is gone, and the animals are hidden in winter. He may lie down for two days without waiting for a prey. After weighing it, he decided to ice fish.

Cut through ice, make fishing rods, and cut meat as bait.

All kinds of hardships and difficulties, he didn't want to tell half a sentence, because he felt that he deserved it.

If he hadn't been so self-willed after he ascended the throne, Wang Dachun would not have been so miserable. These are all sins he made.

The river is open, and the wind is cold.

Pei Jiufeng sat on the stone, guarding the ice cave, and was quickly frozen.

Cold, hungry, and painful.

It turns out that the hardships suffered in the past are not the worst, and the sufferings are endless.

He only hoped that he could catch a fish. If you can catch it, the suffering will not be in vain.

He was lucky, and after waiting for a long time, he finally caught a fish. The size is not small, and it weighs three or four pounds.

He was overjoyed, he caught the fish, threw it on the ice, picked up the stone that had been chiseled before, and smashed it hard on the head of the fish, killing it.

Only then did he put it into his arms, and he couldn't care less about his stained clothes and chest. He happily picked up his crutches and returned all the way.

He blew the cold wind on the ice for a long time, and his whole body was frozen stiff, walking was very difficult, and he fell from time to time.

He didn't care about such an embarrassing situation. He was even full of enthusiasm, thinking about going back to cook a fish soup, which would give Wang Dachun several meals.

He will fish again tomorrow, Pei Jiufeng thought to himself, save the more and leave it to Wang Dachun to eat slowly.

Falling all the way, he broke his elbow and knee, didn't care, and went home full of joy.

I wonder if Wang Dachun is awake? He locked the door before he came, and she couldn't get out even if she woke up, so don't worry.

The sky turned gloomy at some point, and it became even colder. Pei Jiufeng was leaning on crutches in one hand and rags in the other, trying to rub her legs hard, trying to walk faster.

Finally, after falling countless times, with tenacious perseverance, he mechanically moved his footsteps and moved to the door step by step.

With the key hanging around his neck, he shook his hands, checked it several times, and finally clicked the keyhole, and opened the lock with a "click".

Open the door, close the door, put on the tether.

"Sister!" he shouted happily, "I'm back!"

Jumping and jumping, he went into the house excitedly, and said in a low voice, "I caught a fish!"

There was no response from the bed.

Pei Jiufeng thought she was still awake, moved to the bed with some worry, and shook it gently: "Sister?"

With this sway, suddenly realized that something was wrong.

When he called her before, shaking her through the quilt felt soft to the touch. But just now, it was very stiff, like shaking a wooden stake.

My heart sank suddenly.

"Sister?" he whispered, shaking her again, "Sister, are you awake?"

This time, he clearly sensed something was wrong under the quilt.

There was a buzz in my head.

For a moment, the eyes were blank.

He opened his mouth unconsciously, trying to wake her up, but his hand seemed to have his own consciousness, and he lifted it up little by little, away from the bedding. It seems that the slightest touch will startle the people below.

"...Sister?" After a long time, he finally found his voice, his hands trembled violently, and shook her gently again.

It feels as stiff as wood.

He looked blank, moved his fingers slowly, and moved them under her nose.

Accidentally touched the tip of her nose, it was cold.

In fact, she didn't need to take a breath, her face was pale, and she had obviously lost her vitality for a long time.

Pei Jiufeng still didn't believe it, and put her hand under her nose for a long time, waiting for the faint breath that hadn't dissipated.

He waited and waited, but did not wait.

"No, no," he said in a trembling voice, and he lifted the quilt tremblingly, without regard for etiquette, he put his palm on her heart, hoping that there would still be a faint beating there.

However, he waited for a long time, and did not wait for a little bit of beating.

"Boom!" Something hard fell from his arms, he slowly lowered his head slowly, and saw a fish lying beside his feet.