Society is afraid of indulging in infrastructure in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 42.

It was freezing cold, and Qing'an City was always shrouded in a thin layer of mist. Although it was the largest main city in Xingling Prefecture, it was eerily quiet inside and outside.

Outside the city are groups of ragged refugees. They have just experienced a bloody crackdown, and their bodies were dragged by the officers and soldiers to the pits and burned.

No child or woman dared to cry and cry, they could only cover their mouths and sob in a low voice.

This is the price of keeping them quiet, the price of blood.

The officers and soldiers looked at the crowd indifferently, set up a big pot, and distributed porridge to everyone.

The refugees stood in line numbly, holding broken bowls, waiting for the porridge to be served and then gobbled it down.

I don't know today, I don't know the past, I don't know the future.

The wind was exposed in the simple tent, and under the fine snow, people with broken arms and limbs wailed, and the old, weak and sick could not crawl out of the gray sheet.

Mu Zixiao was dressed in commoner clothes, with a wooden hairpin in his hair, standing at the corner of the city wall, looking at this purgatory-like scene on earth.

She felt that the blood in her whole body was coagulated. She claimed to be sane and able to save everything.But she was wrong, the people here are not numbers, not meritorious deeds, she wants to play the role of a savior, but treats these living people coldly.

"You are not from here, you are from the city." A boy's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Mu Zixiao turned his head and saw that the person speaking was a young man in ragged clothes. He was as thin as skin and bones, but his eyes were astonishingly bright.

"Yes." Mu Zixiao tried hard to find his own voice, "I want to take a look."

"Come and see how we died?" The young man smiled mockingly, "As you can see, we either died of starvation, freezing, or illness..."

"I'm looking for a way to help you."

The young man was not very emotional, but calmly pointed to Mu Zixiao's eyes, "Do you know who you are?"

Mu Zixiao tilted his head, looked at this young man who was almost the same age as her, and didn't understand why he would ask such a question suddenly.

"you know?"

"You are an outsider."

Mu Zixiao's heart was shocked by the young man's simple words, as if it shattered her outer shell.

Yes, how lucky she was, she worshiped under Yuan Ze Xianzun as soon as she woke up, thinking about cultivating with her own method.

She rationally calculated her way of practice, watching all kinds of sentient beings like an audience, and she established an agricultural base to cultivate talents who could be used by her.

The unhindered start made her stand high and look down on everyone.

She has never been in the show, arrogant and conceited.

Until she saw the normality of all living beings, the reality of struggling.

The boy's words were like a slap on her face.It was mocking her that she was living in this other world, but she was resting on her laurels, planning from a high position, and practicing selfish refinement.

If she is immersed in this state, what awaits her will definitely be destruction.

"A word to wake up the dreamer." Muzixiao looked at the boy and said solemnly, "If it weren't for you, I would still be immersed in my own world." She took out a piece of pastry from her arms and handed it to the boy.

"What's your name?"

The boy took the cake and ate it slowly, "My name is Ying Luan, do you want to hire me as your helper?"

Mu Zixiao saw that he behaved well, and asked suspiciously, "Aren't you hungry? Are you eating so slowly?"

"I'm hungry, but the pastry is already in my hands, so why should I gobble it up to let you see the joke, and give you the satisfaction of doing good deeds in your heart."

Muzixiao choked at these words. He didn't expect to be told like this, "I can hire you. Who else is there in your family? How much is the salary?"

"I have no father, no mother, no relatives, and I fell on the slope in the northwest corner the day before yesterday. You give me a bite of food first, which is enough for me to live for three days. As for the salary, you can measure it according to my value. "

Mu Zixiao nodded, "You are a very smart kid."

"You are also a very proud girl." Ying Luan clapped her hands after eating the cake, looked at Mu Zixiao, and chuckled, "I can be your mirror and wake you up all the time."

(End of this chapter)