"Moo..."
At this moment, the three-eyed cow seemed to sense that someone was watching, and suddenly turned its head and looked in the direction of Ye Qing. The third eye on its head blinked, and strong and terrifying mental pollution filled the air.
Ye Qing smiled faintly and knocked on the carriage with his finger. There was a soft sound. Suddenly, the sky was filled with murderous intent. The wind and snow within a radius of dozens of feet were torn to pieces in an instant, and the void shook invisible.
At the same time, the three-eyed cow in the distance screamed in pain, and tears flowed from the third eye on its forehead.
"Cow's tears...this is a good thing, but it may be wasted."
On the carriage shaft, the originally drowsy old man suddenly jumped up and appeared in front of the three-eyed bull, holding a porcelain bottle in his hand, just in time to catch the falling tears.
While dripping, he also muttered: "Come on, come on, let it flow more, let it flow more..."
"Moo..."
The three-eyed cow showed anger, lowered its head and pointed at the old man with its horns.
But just when the horn was about to hit the old man, the old man's skinny palm suddenly grabbed a horn, and the horn suddenly became difficult to move forward.
"Moo...moo..."
The three-eyed cow screamed angrily, and its two eyes seemed to turn blood red. It lowered its hooves and snorted, as if it wanted to push the old man in front of it away.
But the old man's arm holding the horn remained motionless, his face was not red and he was out of breath: "Hey, you are still angry. I usually serve you delicious food and drink, why do you want a few tears from you? You are a heartless thing! "
After a while, the old man reached the top and could not break free from the restraint. The anger in the eyes of the three-eyed bull slowly dissipated, replaced by aggrieved and plaintive, and he mooed a few times.
"What's up? I've given in. It would have been better if I had been like this earlier."
The old man let go of the hand holding the horns and touched the head of the three-eyed cow. After a while, when he saw that the three-eyed cow no longer shed tears, the old man reluctantly put away the bottle and said: "This is gone. It's really useless. Bai Chang He’s so big.”
"Moo...moo..."
The three-eyed cow rubbed the old man's sleeves aggrievedly, glanced at the carriage where Ye Qing was sitting, and barked a few times.
"Why, let me avenge you. It's a nice thought. I was just watching a show from a distance. I didn't provoke you, so you killed me. Now you have to suffer a loss. You deserve it."
The old man immediately understood the meaning of the three-eyed cow, scolded twice, and then seemed to have thought of something: "Of course, it's not impossible to vent my anger for you. If you are willing to give me more tears, it doesn't have to be too many, give me a ten Just eight bottles will do.”
"Moo..."
Seeing that it was useless to pretend to be pitiful, the three-eyed bull raised his head and squinted at the old man, as if he was talking about ten bottles and eight bottles, what are you daydreaming about?
"Uh... don't be like this. Ten bottles and eight bottles won't work, but three bottles and five bottles will do!"
This time, the three-eyed cow turned around and pointed its butt at the old man, as if to say that you are thinking about shit.
"Don't be so stingy. Three or five bottles won't do. One or two bottles will do..."
The three-eyed cow didn't even bother to hum this time. It flicked its tail, pulled up the cart, and left.
"Oh... don't leave. We have something to discuss..."
The three-eyed cow pulled the carriage, and the old man chased the three-eyed cow and slowly disappeared into the wind and snow.
"interesting."
Ye Qing naturally heard the conversation between the old man and the three-eyed cow clearly, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the old man driving the cart was actually a wonderful person.
Of course, what surprised Ye Qing even more was that the seemingly thin and decayed old man was actually a body-refining master.
The moment the old man caught the three-eyed cow, the blood in his thin body surged like a river, and the power erupted like a volcano, which was extremely terrifying.
"Qingyou, do you think that old man is the leader of the Three Jue Class?"
"possible."
Feng Qingyou nodded, half-smiling but not smiling: "Since you are so curious, why not catch up and ask?"
"Uh... I just said casually, it's better to do less than to do more, forget it."
Ye Qing shrugged, leaned against the carriage, took a sip of wine, controlled the carriage, and continued to move forward.
When passing by those sleeping people, Ye Qing flicked his fingers, and a wisp of purple flame flashed away.
After the carriage went further and further away and disappeared into the wind and snow, those sleeping people all turned into fly ash and disappeared with the wind.
The wind and snow are strong, urging people to return home at night, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
It was not easy to travel on a snowy day, but the country of Yan was located in high and cold weather, with short days and long nights. After only four or five hours, it became completely dark.
After dark, the wind and snow become more intense, making it harder to travel.
Therefore, there is a saying in the Yan Kingdom: When walking on a snowy night, people and ghosts will lose their souls, and this is how it is.
But in the cold wind, snow, and darkness, there was a carriage, walking slowly, with wisps of light shining through the gaps in the carriage, looming, as if it had become the only warmth and light in this world.
"This is the first time I've seen such a heavy snowstorm!" In the carriage, Ye Qing rubbed his brows and said with emotion.
When they set out in the morning, the official road was still clearly visible, but now the snow was several meters deep. Fortunately, their carriage was transformed by supernatural powers and was not affected by the wind and snow. If it had been an ordinary carriage, it would have been difficult to move.
Not only that, under the wind and snow, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow country, the sky and the earth are all one. If you are not careful, you will deviate from the official path, and you will make the wrong step, which is full of dangers.
In this way, Ye Qing had to control the carriage and also explore the road. Even with his strength, he still felt a little tired after driving for five or six hours in a row.
"This kind of wind and snow has been rare in Chu for a hundred years, but in Yan, it is common."
Feng Qingyou said calmly: "Moreover, it is early spring now, the weather is getting warmer, and the wind and snow have become much lighter. If it is the cold winter of March 9th, the wind and snow in Yandi will be even bigger and more terrifying."
"Bigger and scarier?" Ye Qing frowned.
"Well, the poet Taibai once wrote a poem: The north wind roars up from the sky, blowing down the snowflakes as big as a mat, which describes the wind and snow in the Yan land."
Feng Qingyou said: "However, Shixian only described the prosperity and magnitude of the wind and snow in Yan Land, but did not describe the tragedy under the wind and snow."
"Every year's snowstorm is an outright disaster for the people of Yanland. Every year, countless crops die due to the wind and snow, countless cattle and sheep die due to the wind and snow, and countless houses die due to the wind and snow. It collapsed due to the snow, and countless people were displaced and their bones were broken due to the snow."
"Every gust of wind and every piece of snow in Yandi may be an innocent life."
"Well……"
Ye Qing suddenly didn't know what to say. He just mentioned Feng Xue, why did he bring up such a heavy topic.
He couldn't answer this question and couldn't answer it.
"I just said it casually, Wu Huan, you don't have to mind." At this time, Feng Qing smiled gently, resolving the embarrassment and solemnity.
"fine."
Ye Qing shook his head, pondered for a moment and said: "We may not be able to change this world, but we can work hard to create a better world, right?"
"Maybe you are right."
Feng Qingyou raised her head and gave a gentle smile, which warmed the world.
