Chapter 105 Lodging

The snowflakes falling from the sky were much larger and more concentrated than when we woke up in the morning.

Feng Qingge nodded, "Let's head back." Today was just a test, so the journey was relatively slow. If we come back tomorrow, we won't need to search for those dozens of miles anymore, so we can get through quickly.

After resting for a while, the four prepared to return. However, the road back became difficult to travel, and the wind and snow gradually intensified, as if it were a snow demon's prank.

The wind and snow were so thick that one could not see anything in front of them, let alone open their eyes.

"What should we do?" Feng Qingge frowned and shouted loudly as she raised her sleeve to shield her eyes and stood in the wind and snow.

The wind howled in my ears, and icy snowflakes fell on my clothes, accumulating on my shoulders in no time.

“I just saw a small village to the south. Why don’t we go and stay there for the night?” Feng Qingjue also raised her sleeve to cover her face, walked towards Feng Qingge through the wind and snow, and stood beside her.

"That's fine then. The wind is too strong; I can't see anything anymore. It looks like we won't be able to go back today." Feng Qingge nodded, tugging at his sleeve, making sure the two of them didn't get separated.

"Mo Linyuan, my brother said there's a village to the south, let's go there to avoid the snow." He also pulled him with his other hand to keep the group from getting separated.

Seeing this, Hei Ming walked to Feng Qingjue's other side, grabbed his sleeve, and the four of them became one, their steps becoming much more solid.

“Alright.” Mo Linyuan nodded in agreement, his deep voice carrying steadily through the howling wind and snow to Feng Qingge’s ears.

Led by Feng Qingjue, the four of them headed towards the village to the south.

However, after walking quite a distance, all they saw was a vast expanse of white, with no village in sight, leading them to believe that he had mistaken something.

Feng Qingjue firmly stated that there was a village there. Just now, wisps of smoke rose from the south, which was the time when every household was cooking, so there must be a village to the south.

Hearing him say that, the group rallied their spirits and pressed on, traveling a long and winding road. Before long, they saw a small village nestled at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

The four hurried down the mountain and finally arrived at the village entrance, by which time the rising smoke from the chimneys had stopped.

After searching for a long time, we finally arrived. We had been braving the wind and snow all the way, making it difficult to move an inch. Before we knew it, it had taken us an hour or two.

Hei Ming strode forward and found a courtyard. The low earthen walls were only waist-high, so he could clearly see the two thatched huts inside.

The dilapidated wooden door reeked of decay. Hei Ming gently tapped the door, holding back his strength, afraid that his blow would cause the door to collapse.

There was no response, so Hei Ming patted the door a few more times.

"Who is it?" came an old woman's voice from inside the thatched hut.

As the wooden door of the thatched hut opened, an old woman leaning on a cane stepped out.

He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, had a head of gray hair, and a face full of wrinkles, looking like he was over sixty years old.

The old woman opened the door, her cloudy glasses staring at the group, making it difficult to discern their features. "Who are you?" she asked.

"Grandma, we encountered a blizzard on the mountain and would like to ask to stay here for the night. Please do us a favor." Seeing that Hei Ming did not move, Feng Qingge stepped forward, her fair face adorned with a kind and amiable smile, and said sweetly.

"Hey, come in." The old woman nodded, opened the door for them with trembling hands, took a step back with her cane, and then turned to go inside.

As soon as they entered, they discovered that a passageway had been cleared out of the courtyard; no wonder the old woman was able to walk out.