In the dilapidated house, hungry ghosts lie on the ground, and the owls stand quietly aside.

The snow is still falling, and the snow on the ground is getting thicker and thicker.

"Xun, do you think I can go to hell and then be reincarnated?"

The hungry ghost asked suddenly.

The owl couldn't help but lower his head and looked at the ground.

In the cold winter, even ants and bugs disappeared on the ground.

"Goo, it's OK."

The owl replied.

There are actually not many hungry ghosts who can be reincarnated in hell.

Many hungry ghosts often cannot escape the torture of hunger.

Stay in the world.

Once the hungry ghost goes to someone else's house and looks for food.

Food in those households will decrease rapidly.

Food is undoubtedly important to every family.

Hungry ghosts will be destroyed at that time.

People like monks or Taoists who only need a little cultivation can easily eliminate hungry ghosts.

After all, hungry ghosts act slowly, without any attack power or defense. It is too easy to kill them.

"Xun, if I have no food this winter, I will die, right?"

"Won't."

"Why?"

"Because you are dead, you will not endanger your life if you don't eat. However, in this winter, you will suffer great pain, and hunger will torture you, even more intensely than before you die. As long as you can persevere in the past, you will be able to get rid of the shackles of hunger, go to hell, choose reincarnation, or become the subordinate of Lord Yanma."

"Master Yanma?"

"Well, the leader of the ghost clan."

"Is she... still alive?"

Shuang's eyes looked through the window and looked at the vast snow outside: "Maybe, I don't know either."

The last war is forever engraved in Xun's heart.

Since then, Xun woke up from the long silence.

The world has undergone earth-shaking changes, and all the former tribe members have disappeared.

"Hungry ghost, promise me. You don't want to eat all winter. Fight the strongest hunger and you will be reborn."

"Yes, fumig!"

The hungry ghost looked at Xun's eyes and said seriously.

The two of them were curled up in the corner of the broken house together to keep warm.

I hope this winter will pass earlier.

...

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

There are fewer and fewer vehicles driving on the road.

In such weather, many people don’t want to like to hide at home. After all, it’s still too cold if they come out.

On the snowy road, a monk wearing a green monk's robe walked slowly.

The clothes were very thin, just an ordinary long-sleeved monk's robe.

Behind the monk was a series of footprints, and the footprints that were farther away had been covered with the falling snow.

He was the only one pedestrian on the whole road, and he seemed a little lonely.

The monk soon arrived at Qinghe Town and just walked casually.

Qinghe Town is not his real destination.

Or, he had no destination at all.

It is snowing so heavily and people who are still outside usually have things or have no home.

After all, no one likes the cold.

Monk belongs to the first type, while Brother Zhao belongs to the second type.

When the monk met Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao curled up a corner.

It is a house that is unlimited, and many tiles on the roof have been broken.

Snow fell from the broken roof and was already in the middle of the house, quickly piled up.

The place where Brother Zhao sleeps is quite dry.

There are several broken quilts that I picked up on the ground. Although they are a bit dirty, they are still very good to resist the cold.

"Donor, can you stay with you for one night?"

The monk asked.

"Um."

Brother Zhao replied.

There is nothing that cannot be agreed with, after all, this house is not owned by Brother Zhao.

What's more, Brother Zhao is not that kind of bad guy. It's snowing outside now, and the monk is wearing so little clothes. If he lets him go out to sleep, he may freeze to death.

"Thanks."

The monk bent down and bowed, saying thankfully.

Brother Zhao wanted to give his quilt to the monk, but was rejected.

The monk meditated on the ground and fell asleep quietly.

The next day, the monk woke up quickly and left some money behind.

"Don't go out on snowy days."

After the monk finished speaking, he left.

...

The snow was still falling, and there seemed to be no sign of stopping.

There are still some people in Qinghe Town in the morning, after all, some people need to go to work.

The breakfast shop will still be open.

Chen Beibei and the others were all asleep in their respective rooms.

In winter, many animals hibernate.

Although humans cannot hibernate, it is still difficult to get up in the morning.

"Chen Beibei, go buy breakfast."

Chen Yan sent a QQ message.

"It's too cold if you don't go."

Compared to the cold, breakfast is actually less important.

Outside the window and in the snow, a woman with a slender back was walking slowly.

Then he arrived at Chen Beibei's window: "Master, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

Outside the transparent glass is a white and graceful face.

"Snow Girl..."

"Well, master, what do you want to eat?"

Since it snowed a few days ago, the snow girl seemed to have gotten up very early.

Maybe I like the feeling of snow.

"Just buy some food and come back. Remember to buy more, Chen Yan and the others want it too."

Chen Beibei replied.

The snow girl turned around and left, and her white figure quickly merged into the silver wrap.

Chen Beibei logged into the Onmyoji game. When he woke up in the morning, he was used to playing Onmyoji.

Foster Shikigami, pray, go to the barrier card, and then do the task of offering a reward seal.
To be continued...