The boy turned his attention away.
Soon he saw Feng Linyi huddled in the corner, trembling slightly.
He sighed first.
Then proceed to light the fire.
After the fire was lit, he walked over, carefully picked up Feng Linyi on his back, and placed him in front of the bonfire.
The dancing firelight brought a touch of warmth to the dilapidated wooden house.
Even in the strong dancing wind, Wei Nuan also looked so decadent.
The snow and freezing rain pouring in from the leaky roof made this decadent warmth even more useless.
Looking at the old man with a cold body and almost no heat.
The young man hesitated for a moment.
He took off his worn leather jacket and covered Feng Linyi's body.
And his originally livid complexion turned black from the cold.
Feng Linmo observed the young man.
The boy is very cold, he is really cold.
Feng Linwen could completely detect the rapid loss of temperature in his body.
If this continues, the boy will die.
He seemed to be aware of it too.
But there was not a single moment when he had the thought of taking the leather jacket back.
What a stupid boy.
How on earth did such a stupid guy survive until now in this era of cannibalism?
In the wind and snow, a snow chicken accidentally flew into the cabin, and then happened to run into the fire.
What a coincidence...!
Of course, all this was controlled by Feng Linyi.
The young man seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, quickly processed the snow chicken, and then placed it on the fire to roast it.
The roasted snow chicken is fragrant.
Two hungry people would go crazy if they smelled this fragrance.
Feng Linwen was 'crazy'.
His dying look faded away, and he jumped up, grabbing the roasted chicken directly into his hands, then stuffing it into his mouth without caring about the hotness of his hands.
He completely ignored the hungry boy beside him.
The young man was very hungry and made a request to Feng Linyi.
But Feng Linwen ignored him and ate the whole roasted chicken like a storm.
Even the chicken bones were chewed up and swallowed.
The young man drooled and looked at Feng Linhu longingly, but he never tried to snatch food by force because he was stronger than Feng Linhu.
"He has the quality of sacrificing himself for others. He also has the willpower to restrain his impulses and instincts... which is pretty good. But if that's all, he can only be considered a good person, not a sage."
"I have to give him one last test." Feng Linwen licked the last grease on his fingers.
Then his eyes were shining and he stared at the boy.
"You're going to die!" Feng Linwen looked at the young man and said.
The young man was shivering, his whole body was cold, his lips were blue, but he still managed to maintain his energy and showed a reluctant expression: "How...how could it be?"
"Of course you will die! Because I will put out the fire soon. When there is no fire and you have no clothes, you will freeze to death. And after you freeze to death, I can have enough food for a few more days. .This snowstorm...is really good. With it, I can keep you for a few more days without worrying about it getting worse." As he said this, Feng Linyi's eyes glowed green.
At the same time, he grabbed the snow on the side and threw it towards the fire.
The young man stood up to stop him, but at this moment, he had become even weaker.
Unable to stop it, Feng Linwen extinguished the fire.
"Now, do you regret it?"
"Repent for helping me?" Feng Linfan asked maliciously, with a ferocious expression on his face that was even more ferocious than the devil.
The young man nodded: "I do... I do regret it."
"But I don't hate you! Because the world drives people crazy. There is a ghost of resentment living in everyone's heart."
As he spoke, he seemed to have fallen into some kind of flashback-like hallucination. While holding his body and shaking, he stammered: "After my sister was born, my father sold my mother in exchange for seven days of food rations. Then in order to feed me , my father sold my sister again.”
"Just three days ago, my father blocked a demon wolf from charging at us for me."
"So, every one of us is burdened with sin when we are alive."
"Perhaps death really is a relief."
For a young man, it was extraordinary for him to say such words.
As he spoke, his consciousness became increasingly blurred.
Then he fell down and fainted.
Wait until the boy wakes up again.
What I smelled was meat soup.
Then, he felt a warm current with a fishy smell pouring into his mouth.
The young man was attracted regardless of each other.
I wanted to bite the wooden spoon in my mouth.
"Eat slowly! Yes! But you can't eat too much now." A voice called back the young man's thoughts.
He raised his head, opened his eyes, and saw an old face like a chrysanthemum.
Then the young man smiled: "You really didn't eat me."
"Why didn't I eat you? The meat soup you are eating now is cooked with the meat from your thighs." Feng Linhuo said teasingly.
The boy didn't rush to check his thigh.
Although he was exhausted, he didn't seem to have the ability to sense most of his body.
"The meat on my thighs can't cook such a pot of meat porridge." The young man said with a proud smile.
Feng Linwen fed him the remaining half of the bowl.
Then he stopped caring about the boy.
Let him talk to himself.
"The talent is there! His natural nobility and sacrifice, as well as his special understanding of the world, give him potential. But this is just a seedling, not a finished product. It needs to be guided slowly. His spirit of sacrifice is worthy of praise. But it’s not worth advocating.” Feng Linyi concluded in his mind.
"To suppress a world, all it takes is force. But saving and guiding a nation always requires extraordinary wisdom and charisma."
Following the conversation with the boy.
Feng Linwen also knew his name.
The boy's name is You.
No surname.
The human race of this era does not have surnames.
Yu has his unique understanding and perspective on this world.
At the same time, it is also difficult to hide that there is a pessimistic factor revealed from deep in his heart.
Perhaps it was this pessimism that made him willing to sacrifice himself in exchange for the life of an unknown old man.
The makeup of anyone's character is never accidental.
His life experiences, as well as the choices and thinking in these experiences, will eventually form his complete personality.
Feng Linmo gradually understood You deeply.
At the same time, he also began to plan and construct how to polish, transform and educate this, the first sage of the human race as he envisioned it.
"There have always been only those who are born holy, but not those who are born sages. The so-called sages are nothing but those who, in the midst of constant loss and constant pain, still step on the thorns and move forward bravely, opening up a bloody path for the followers behind them. "
"So, my primary purpose now is not to teach 'You' how to possess the force to show off his ferocity. It is to let him learn enough knowledge and understand some useful principles."
