Alien High Lord

After that, the big black bear finally left.

Seeing that the big guy was sent away, Li Fan also heaved a sigh of relief.

He never expected that he thought he was hugging a big thick leg, but in the end he got a big rice bucket.

It seems that the planting of magical crops has to be done earlier.

Chapter 149 Growing Up

In Winter City, when the ice and snow began to melt, the residents in the city couldn't wait to get out of the house.

Although they were shivering from the cold, their steps were firm.

Because the long winter had exhausted their food, they and their families would starve to death without work.

These people are undoubtedly lucky, because they survived the winter.

With a population of tens of thousands in the entire Winter City, only less than 3 survived in the end.

Among them, apart from the people in the City Lord's Mansion and those rich people, the common people only survived about 1 people.

Many of them blocked the wind, snow and low temperature, but they couldn't stop the monsters entering the city.

This has led to a particularly high death rate among civilians, hundreds of times higher than that of the rich.

Only one in ten civilians survived.

Therefore, these civilians who survived are lucky.

However, these civilians are unfortunate.

In the direction of the city gate, a notice was posted in the most conspicuous place.

Almost all the civilians could not read, so the City Lord's Mansion specially arranged a person next to the notice to read the notice.

"The king has ordered that this year's family tax will be collected in advance. Everyone needs to pay the family tax of 3 silver coins within 20 days, regardless of adults or children. Otherwise, private property will be confiscated, and those who have insufficient property will be demoted. slave……"

This notice hit all the civilians like a bolt from the blue.

In order to survive the winter of the Year of God's Retribution, all of them desperately collected supplies.

Greedy businessmen took advantage of this time to increase the prices of various materials.

They were blood-sucked and eaten by businessmen, and all their property was emptied.

Most commoners couldn't even leave wheat seeds for spring sowing.

Now tell them to charge the family tax upfront.

How would they raise the family tax of 20 denarii each?

And the most terrifying thing is that those who fail to pay the family tax will be reduced to slavery.

What kind of existence is a slave, who doesn't know?

In an instant, the entire gate of the city was full of people who lost their souls.

……

Qixi pushed the door hard, but the snow outside blocked the lower end of the wooden door, and it took him a lot of effort to succeed.

As soon as the door opened, Qixi hurried towards the corner of the eaves.

After he dug up the snow there, there was a corpse wrapped in sackcloth underneath.

Qixi knelt down in front of the corpse while weeping.

It took him a long time before he dared to remove the sackcloth. Below was his mother's frozen face covered with hoarfrost.

Qixi was stunned for a long time, and unconsciously recalled her mother's gentle face in her mind, and such a gentle face never disappeared even at the last moment of her life.

Qixi still remembers the face of her pale-faced mother, who forced him to show a smile so that he didn't have to worry, but told him to take care of Curious Mi...

I don't know how long it took, until a ray of sunlight broke through the dark clouds and hit Qixi's face, and Qixi came back to her senses.

Qixi wiped away the tears on her face, and there was a trace of determination in her eyes.

"Mother, I will take good care of Curious Mi, I swear."

Qixi knew that it would be difficult for him to fulfill this vow. He needed a job to support Qimi and himself, but it was almost impossible for him to find a job when he was only 12 years old.

But before thinking about work, he had to bury his mother's body, after all the snow had started to melt.

Qixi walked to the next room, hesitated for a moment, and then knocked on the door.

"Grandpa Tucker, are you home? Can I borrow your cart?"

There was silence in the room, and Qixi had a bad premonition.

He hesitated again, and finally pushed open the door.

The inside of the house is as cold as the outside.

Qixi saw the frozen body of Grandpa Tucker on the bed.

Qixi lowered his head. In fact, he had already guessed that it was difficult for this kind grandfather to survive that winter.

Even though they had the flint given by the great knight, their mother finally left, let alone this old man who lived alone.

Qixi quickly cheered up.

He won't leave this unusually kind grandpa alone, but he needs to bury his mother next to his father first, and then deal with Grandpa Tucci's body.

Thinking, Qixi walked out of the door and found the trolley outside the house.

Qixi's strength wasn't too great, but her mother was too thin now, as if only her bones were left, so Qixi easily carried her mother's body onto the trolley.

He has no time to waste, he wants to finish all this before his sister Qimi wakes up.

After taking the shovel from the house, Qixi immediately pushed the cart and walked out of the city.

When passing by the gate of the city, Qixi saw the gathered crowd, each of them was full of despair, as if something serious had happened.

Qixi didn't have the energy to pay attention to these, and pushed the cart out of the city gate.

There are many, many people like him, and too many people have walked this winter.

Qixi followed them all the way to the cemetery.

At this time, a thin old man saw him, and then the old man walked straight towards Qixi, grabbed Qixi's left hand, and was about to pull Qixi away without saying a word.

Qixi was pulled and almost fell, but the cart fell because of this, and the mother in the cart rolled to the side.

Qixi stared blankly at his mother's body, then turned his head and glared at the person who pulled him.

The next moment, Qixi was startled suddenly. The person who pulled him was an extremely sloppy old beggar, and then Qixi remembered that it was the old beggar who had looked at him and Qimi with ill intentions.

At this time, the old beggar's eyes showed madness, and the corners of his mouth were drooling, desperately trying to drag Qixi away.

The people around were either immersed in grief, or if they didn't understand what was going on, no one stepped forward to help for a while.

Seeing the old man's crazy appearance, Qixi felt a little frightened.

But soon he suddenly thought of the great knight who gave him the flint, and then his sister Qimi.

"I promised mother."

Qixi muttered, with an unshakable determination flashing in her eyes.

"let me go."

Qixi yelled at the beggar old man.

The old beggar was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect Qixi to have such a reaction. The next moment, he showed even crazier eyes, and pulled Qixi harder with his hand.

"I told you to let me go."

Following this roar, Qixi grabbed the shovel with her right hand and slammed it fiercely at the beggar old man.

"puff……"

The shovel didn't hit the old beggar, but it scratched the old beggar's face.

A wound through the left eye appeared on the old beggar's face.

The old beggar felt the sting on his face and his blind eyes, and he sat down on the ground in horror, looking at the little Qixi in front of him in disbelief.

Qixi just clenched the shovel and glared at the other party.

"what……"

The next moment, the old beggar let out a howl of extreme fear, turned around and ran away desperately.

Qixi, on the other hand, was still holding onto the bloody shovel tightly.

Look at the bright red blood on the shovel.

At this moment, Qixi knew that if he wanted to survive and protect his sister well, he should grow up.

Chapter 150 The Missing Chimi

Qixi found his father's tomb based on his memory, and he dug up the soil on it with shovel by shovel.

After the snow melted, the soil became muddy and difficult to dig, but it also allowed Qixi to dig.

After a lot of effort, he finally dug up a somewhat rotten coffin.

Common people can't afford expensive coffins, so they can only find someone to nail one with wood. Such coffins are not anti-corrosion.

Qixi easily opened half of the rotten coffin. He carefully sorted out his father's bones before putting his mother in.

Qixi thought he would have a lot to say, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

He took a last look at his father and mother, and the next moment he covered the coffin, and covered the coffin with soil one by one.

……

When Qixi returned to Cold Winter City, more people gathered at the gate of the city.

They were talking loudly, and apart from despair, there was also some anger on their faces.

Qixi couldn't help walking over, and then understood the reason from their conversation.

"If you can't pay the family tax, you will become a slave. Then Qimi and I..."

Qixi's complexion suddenly turned pale, and she was completely confused for a moment, not knowing what to do.

At this time, a commoner shouted angrily: "The king and the city lord are not going to give me a way out for these commoners. Let's go to the city lord's mansion to protest."

However, someone soon stopped him.

"Don't go there. That's what Fade and the others did just now. As a result, a group of city guards rushed out of the city lord's mansion and beat them all to death."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

That's right, the people in the City Lord's Mansion are all strong men who have cultivated battle qi. How could they, ordinary civilians, fight against each other.

"Can we really just be slaves?"

"Otherwise? Escape to the wild? It won't be long before being eaten by monsters."...

When everyone was silent, someone suddenly shouted.

"Sinful Town..."

Everyone was stunned, and slowly remembered this place, "Yes, we can still go to Sin Town."

Qixi was familiar with this title.

Winter City is the only junction point between the sinful town and the human empire. It is unknown how many people go to sinful town through winter city every year, and it is unknown how many people return to winter city from sinful town.

As a resident of Winter City, I have heard of this special place more or less.

The reason why it is special is that the sinful town was not built by the king or any nobleman.

So there is no tax of any kind, and of course, no legal protection whatsoever.

So Sin Town is a paradise for the strong. Although it is not a hell for the weak, it is by no means a good place for the weak.

"It's better than being a slave, isn't it?"

This sentence is the voice of everyone present.

Many people have already moved at this time.