Qinghe County, Niejia Village.

This is a very ordinary village.

In the chaotic times, wolf smoke rose everywhere, smashed, burned, and killed people everywhere. People's hearts have become dark, and there are corpses and remains everywhere.

Although this Niejia Village is a little better, unlike other places, there are despair everywhere, but when you look up, you are also filled with depressed atmosphere, with the doors closed everywhere, and the cold and cold!

However, on such a street, a man dressed in a white scholar and carrying a sheathed sword was strolling here.

"This is a chaotic world!" The man looked at the scene in Niejia Village, with a helpless smile on his face, but his steps did not stop!

This man was nothing else, but Wei Ziqing who left Yan Chixia!

There are nine levels of sword control, one level and one level to the sky. After practicing sword control to the third level three days ago, Wei Ziqing said goodbye to Yan Chixia!

I wanted to invite Yan Chixia to leave Lanruo Temple together, but Yan Chixia finally refused.

As he said, the world is already in chaos. If he deals with people, he might as well guard the Lanruo Temple and talk to a group of ghosts!

But I also agree that if one day Wei Ziqing needs him, he will definitely go through fire and water for him and be on call!

After hearing this, Wei Ziqing did not force it anymore. As for why he came to Qinghe County, it was nothing else, just because there was something in his heart that he couldn't let go!

After searching for a while, he finally found an old woman. Wei Ziqing directly stopped the old woman. The old woman's face changed drastically. She didn't allow Wei Ziqing to speak, so she turned around and fled.

Wei Ziqing was slightly stunned, with a wry smile on his face. The world was already in a panic.

Helplessly, I had to look for it. This time, I finally found a middle-aged man. Perhaps because I saw that Wei Ziqing was quite kind, the man did not escape.

However, when he heard what Wei Ziqing asked about, his face changed, and he said vigilantly: "Baby born in the past two months? What are you asking about this?"

He asked who was the best family to have a child, which was inevitable that it would be so vigilant, but Wei Ziqing had already had an excuse and fooled him casually.

In the man's half-believing and half-doubted eyes, he finally learned that in Niejia Village, a man named Nie Baoshu had just given birth to a baby girl two months ago.

"Baby girl, two months ago, then it was her?" He murmured, and Wei Ziqing walked directly towards the direction the man was guiding the way.

Nie Baoshu's home is easy to find. A small courtyard looks a little dilapidated. There are some fires at the door. Before we even arrived, we heard waves of babies crying and the sound of women comforting each other.

...

Nie Baoshu looked at the child who was still crying in his arms by his wife, with a cloud of sorrow on his face. It has been two months since the child was born, and the family, which had already collapsed, seemed even more shaky.

I am a farmer who cares about the weather and eats. Now in this chaotic world, people's hearts are sinister, and God seems to be trying to tease the world. He has a severe drought every year and has no harvest.

Now that my wife is short of breast milk, the child is already hungry for almost a day!

"Official, please look for it. Is there any rice? Make some rice water for Xiaoqian to drink. We are fine, but Xiaoqian is still a two-month-old baby!"

Mrs. Nie held the baby girl and wanted to calm the baby girl down, but how could she bear it, especially a two-year-old child? She cried even harder.

"Mi...mi...there is rice there, this world...ah..." Nie Baoshu grabbed his head in despair, and the crying of this child made his heart cut.

Adults can suffer, but what about children? They can really bear it? Especially their own flesh and blood!

Thinking of this, Nie Baoshu seemed to have made up some decision and took out a kitchen knife from the side. In this scene, Mrs. Nie's face changed drastically. She hugged the baby girl tightly and screamed: "Boss, you are crazy. Are you going to kill Xiaoqian? You can't do this, this is our flesh and blood!"

"Madam, what are you doing? The tiger poison does not eat any of its own. Although I, Nie Baoshu, is not as poor as the group of beasts outside!"

"Then why are you doing with a knife? Why don't you let it go!" After hearing Nie Baoshu's words, Mrs. Nie breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was still full of fear.

"I can put down the knife, but I have to let the child have something to eat first, right?" Nie Baoshu tore open the long sleeves in his hand to reveal the dark arms inside Li.

"You are the leader..." Mrs. Nie's face changed, and she immediately covered her mouth and sobbed. How could she not know how this leader wanted to cut her own flesh and feed her own flesh!

Nie Baoshu sighed lightly, isn’t he afraid of pain?

No, but, if my little bit of flesh can make my children live well in this troubled times, so what?

At that moment, I was about to cut off a piece of meat with a knife, but at this moment, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside the door.

"Boss, this is..." Mrs. Nie hugged her child tightly, walked quickly to Nie Baoshu, and stared at the gate.

The sound, after a few times, became quiet. Nie Baoshu held the kitchen knife tightly and protected Mrs. Nie and the child. He had not seen any movement at the door for a long time, and he strengthened his courage to open the door.

The door was already open, but the door was empty and there was no sign of anyone!

However, at this moment, Mrs. Nie screamed and covered her lips. Nie Baoshu followed his wife's gaze and was quietly lying in a wooden basket.

And under the eggs, there is a half basket of rice!

"Boss, is this... is this the Bodhisattva's appearance? This... How can there be eggs and rice?" Mrs. Nie's face was filled with tears, and Nie Baoshu was also trembling with excitement.

But after all, it was the man who looked at the crying baby and immediately reacted, grabbed the egg and rice, and quietly locked the door.

I could still hear Nie Baoshu's trembling urging voice from inside the house: "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and cook rice porridge for Xiaoqian, hurry up, hurry up, the child is almost hungry!"

...

In front of the Nie family, on an old tree dying, Wei Ziqing stood quietly, watching the scene from a distance, with a slight smile on his face.

In this chaotic era, there are many people who abandon their family and even devour their children to make a living because of their hunger. However, this family is poor for her, but it is still good!

At least, her parents are still alone!

The wind blows, bringing up a few fallen leaves...
Chapter completed!