When Chu Yunsheng woke up, he found that he had become a "captive."
It should be in the middle of the night. The cold starlight passed through the thin atmosphere and fell into the thick snow. There were trembling figures shaking in the cold wind, but there was no fire, nor were there any tents. Occasionally, there were sounds of children crying. But soon, their mouths would be covered, and their crying became muffled. There were also people coughing from time to time, indicating that most people should be awake, but they were afraid to talk.
Opposite the group that was crowded together were several waist-high white figures who were walking back and forth in twos and threes. They were holding strange weapons in their hands and looking at the mountains and the crowd where Chu Yunsheng was from time to time.