He immediately opened his backpack, took out a thick piece of clothing, and wrapped himself tightly in it. Then he asked the people around him, "Master, if you are cold, would you like to stay in the bag of my clothes? It should be warmer there."

Lu Yunxi lowered her head, looked at his chest pocket, and shook her head to refuse.

It was clearly an ancient-style game, but the pockets on the clothes looked more like modern ones... Well, actually, she didn't know where the ancients sewed pockets. Didn't they have pouches? Maybe ancient people's clothes didn't have pockets at all?

Anyway, she was too embarrassed to go to the pocket on her chest.

"I'm fine here. I can see more clearly."

Seeing that his master refused, he tightened his clothes, avoided the direction of the house in the middle of the lake, picked a random direction, and walked forward.

As they walked, the wind grew stronger and stronger, almost as strong as the blizzard they had encountered on the Ice Continent. The only difference was that there was no snow.

The two of them braved the strong wind, and from the beginning they walked very fast, but later they moved forward step by step with difficulty.

After walking for an hour with difficulty, the two finally saw smoke rising slowly from a nearby kitchen.

"Master, there's a house ahead, let's go take a look!"

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"Dong Dong Dong"

"Here you are, who is it?" An old man's voice sounded in the room.

After a panicking cough, the door slowly opened.

"Who are you?" The old man trembled as he held the door and slowly raised his head. On his old face, a pair of cloudy eyes moved slightly.

Lu Yunxi hid in Shen San's neck without showing his head, and knocked Shen San, hinting him not to tell his own affairs.

She didn't know why, but she always felt uncomfortable when she saw this old man.

"Old man, I came from the neighboring ice continent. I accidentally fell off a cliff that day. After waking up, I walked a long way before I found this village," Shen San smiled politely, "Excuse me, where is this place?"

"This is a village... We don't have a name because it's so small and so far from town. No strangers come here year-round," the old man said, shaking his head. His speech was a little slurred. "If you want to leave here, it's best to wait until winter is over. It's so cold, and it's going to snow soon."

"Excuse me, where is the nearest town? If I want to stay..."

"It takes about three months to walk to the nearest town from our village. I remember that the last time I went to the city was more than ten years ago..." The old man squinted his eyes and raised his head as if recalling the past.

A complex expression flashed in his eyes, he sighed, and looked at Shen San again: "Young man, if you want to stay, you can live in the guest room on the west side, but there is nothing to eat in our village, you can only find it on your own."?