The flying frost sword and the bright silver helmet.
It seems that God is afraid that this winter will be too peaceful, and does not forget to beat all living beings hard, but wants to make them shiver all their lives and hug the fire around the stove to get some warmth, otherwise it is absolutely unwilling to give up. In just one day and night, the snow fell so fast that it was astonishing. It fell almost knee-high. The large snowflakes covered the sky, not to mention the white hair, and the eaves and tiles of other people's houses were almost one foot. I know what the scene was like last night.
At the inn where Yun Zhongbu Yingqing stayed, the stables were crushed by snow. Several horses were frightened and their reins were torn off. It was not until noon today that several waiters who went to look for the horses separately were the ones who stood up to Zhang. They returned with bruised faces and thick snow covering their entire body, almost to the point of their armor, but there was still no trace of the two horses, so they just ate some hot food and soup, and then split up to look for them again. The business of the inn was not that big, and if these two horses were lost, they would have to lose a lot of money no matter what.
But if something really goes wrong and the money is lost for some reason, the shopkeeper will definitely settle the account, and all the money will be attributed to the waiter's fault for unfavorable performance and dereliction of duty. Maybe there will be no monthly salary reward in March and May. It was naturally impossible to rely on the northwest wind to feed the family while the weather was beautiful, so they had no choice but to face the rare wind and snow and work hard to find horses outside. .Ь.
Hearing that the horse was missing, Yun Zhong thought of the restless miscellaneous horse. Of course, it was understandable that it was the miscellaneous horse that caused trouble and caused some trouble, so he went downstairs to get a few taels of wine. At that moment, I took a look inside the stable, only to find that there was such a clump of miscellaneous hair in the stable that was already mostly collapsed. Ordinary horses mostly sleep standing up, but this huge mixed-haired horse has shown extraordinary qualities as early as in Nangong Mountain. Or it may be like those raccoon slaves, foxes and rabbits, sleeping with its head and tail together, Or it could be the same yellow dog that is common in the market, with its hooves in the air, its belly tumbling, and even its eyes turning white, and its muscles and bones are comfortable after sleeping.
But now Yun Zhong had only seen him once. The bastard seemed to feel something. He half-opened his face with sleepy eyes and glanced at Yun Zhong. He snorted twice with contempt, and then fell asleep again. , not caring that the stable collapsed and a lot of snow covered his back.
Yun Zhong could only smile bitterly at this. After all, even his master couldn't be sure about the origin of this horse, which looked like a chicken thief and was the most intelligent. With Yun Zhong's current knowledge, he couldn't be sure about it either. Because of his origin, most of the time he had to let him cause trouble without any restrictions.
I'm afraid even this tough guy is more thoughtful than Bu Yingqing.
It was so easy to walk out of the vast snowy plains and great rivers in the mountains and rivers, to this Qingnikou, Bu Yingqing has never been idle almost all day long. During the practice, the internal energy of the person is swimming, not to mention the mental and physical exertion, and he is wielding the knife all day long. A gun is the most difficult thing to do with a fat body, but in just two or three days, Bu Yingqing's face, which in Yun Zhong's opinion could barely be considered a disaster for the country and the people, actually became rounder than twice, and it was probably dozens of times a day. The sugar balls he ate here and there were constantly filling up his body, so much so that he didn’t even realize it. It wasn’t until today when he looked into the bronze mirror that Bu Yingqing’s face suddenly darkened. He hadn’t eaten a grain of rice in half a day. He had a sad face on his face.
What I saw in Yun Zhong was that the women were really weird. Regardless of their realm or ability, most of them had to care about their appearance and appearance. In terms of realm, even if Bu Yingqing is now an old woman in her dying years, she is 80% in the cultivation path. People dare to look down upon him, but Bu Yingqing was really ruthless. He practiced all day long without eating or drinking. He locked himself in the room without making any sound.
Maybe the great talents in the five realms can't figure out what's going on in a woman's mind.
It wasn't until the snow stopped falling after noon that Bu Yingqing walked out of the house. He walked outside Yunzhong's house by a familiar door and by a familiar road. He didn't even knock on the door, so he forcefully opened the door without saying a word and used his strength to sit on the window lattice. He was looking out, while Yun Zhong, who was sitting cross-legged at the table next to him, continued to express his anger without even raising his eyelids. He had already become accustomed to this girl's ridiculous behavior, so he simply turned a blind eye and did not squint, so he would not provoke anyone. To this moody evil lord.
The woman with the beautiful face raised her hand and placed it on her lower abdomen. She frowned for a moment and rubbed her belly. She turned around and whispered to the swordsman beside her with a somewhat aggrieved voice, "Go for a walk? I'm a little hungry."
The corners of Yun Zhong's eyes twitched. He always felt that such a girlish Bu Yingqing always made people feel more frightened.
Such heavy snowfall in Waguan is a rare thing for the people who have been living in Waguan for generations, but it is definitely not that new. After all, there are many rolling snowstorms in the north, and the snow is heavy and heavy. In accordance with God's will, we have seen almost knee-deep snow several times during the day and night. Naturally, we have to work hard to clear the snow. It is getting late, and the large areas of snow have already been covered by residents' homes or pavements along the street. The crowds are much clearer, although there are occasionally those who are lazy and hard to change. They only need to slip and fall twice to know the power of this kind of snow and ice, so they have to put away their laziness. Good job clearing the snow.
As a result, there was still knee-deep snow around noon. By the time Yun Zhong and the two left the inn, it was almost completely clear.
But Bu Yingqing did not stop for too long in front of the candy shop like before, but wandered aimlessly along the street. Her red and white clothes attracted the attention of many people. In addition, she had a pretty face. It was extremely good, and of course it was subject to many squinting glances. It wasn't until he caught a glimpse of the good knife hanging on the girl's waist that he calmed down a little.
The difference between clouds and mud is that this pretty girl is not someone ordinary people can afford to offend.
In terms of the scale of the temple and the number of people in it, Dianqing Temple is the largest in Waguan. If you want to go to Dali, even in Qingnikou, it can be said to be the largest in scale. Even if you look at the entire Zihao Beiguan, it is still the largest. It is on par with several temples with profound heritage. However, unlike other Buddhist temples or Taoist temples that are famous outside, this place is not named as a temple, and it is not just a Buddhist and Taoist temple. In the early years, it gathered believers from all over the world to teach, and there were even faintly among them some of the Taoist temples in Daqi. There are traces of the canonized five religions, and there are all kinds of strange believers who have gathered from all directions. Even the founder of the Lei Department in Wakou has a clay sculpture and gold body in the temple.
It is all-encompassing and brings together all sects, so there is such a unique Dianqing Temple, where believers from all sects are distinct.
There is a chief abbot in the temple, but he does not belong to any sect or sect he believes in. He is just an ordinary old man no matter how you look at him. He wears gray robes all the year round, and his job is not to offer incense all day long. , or to attract people who come to offer incense to the Dianqing Temple. They just walk around the ancestral hall and do their best to make the various relationships in this ancestral hall stable and long-lasting. This is the main business of the great abbot. As for the rest, Instead, gradually let others do it.
There is such an old tree in the temple. It is unremarkable and not even tall. Because it has been around for a long time, it has grown very thin and its branches are weak and drooping down very long. So what kind of tree does it belong to? Ordinary people can't tell the difference. They only know that when the Dianqing Temple was first built, it was first affected by thunder and fire, and then encountered an earth dragon that was rare in the north for thousands of years. Thousands of households were affected, and there were pouring water for 20 or 30 days. The rain caused the mountain torrents to pour down, but this tree was ordinary, and even the roots were damaged due to the moving season, so that it could not be said to be an old tree with lush branches and leaves at all. They all survived one by one.
Because this old tree has saved the day from danger many times, most people in Qingnikou know about it and feel that this tree is extraordinary. Therefore, every festive season or before an important event, they take a piece of red brocade and write down it. Write down what you want, and then tie it to the branches of the tree to bring good luck and success. However, this kind of tradition has been spread for too long. After a long time, not many people came to hang the brocade. Moreover, there is really no land for this old tree. But the red brocade was hung, so the number of people who came to the old tree became smaller and smaller.
But in such a windy and snowy season today, the great abbot saw several people coming to hang brocades one after another, which he always felt was quite rare.
The two people standing in front of me are brothers, but one is taller and the other is shorter, one is fatter and the other is thinner, so they are not similar at first glance. After all, the great abbot is well-informed, and he can see from his face and facial features. It turned out that the two visitors were brothers. When the tall and thin man entered the temple, he carefully shook off the snowflakes on his body and stood the flower gun outside the temple. He didn't tie the red brocade and stood for a moment with his eyes closed before taking the short and fat man with him. People leave.
The person who came after him had cold and arrogant features, but he seemed to be walking like a dragon and a tiger. He was probably an accomplished practitioner. Although he took the red brocade, he did not hang it on the treetop. Instead, he hesitated for a moment, and then He tied it to the hilt of his sword and strode away without speaking to the great abbot.
These three are all very tough-skinned. Although the great abbot is old, he has a very good memory.
After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that I had never seen these three people in Dianqing Temple before, but I just had a strange feeling in my mind. XiuShu.com
The man and woman who immediately stepped into the temple seemed to have seen the old tree. The woman stepped forward first and wrote in ink, then tied it to the top of the old tree, turned around and left, a little panicked, and then came The young swordsman also stopped in front of the old tree for a long time and thought carefully for a long time. In the end, he did not finish writing. Instead, he took two or three steps to walk to the abbot, who was still ignored. He sat down quite nonchalantly. .
"Old man, it's cold. Put on some more clothes. Don't you feel cold in such a view?"
The great abbot just smiled and did not answer. Instead, he pointed to the treetops and said, "I see that the girl in front left a short message. Why didn't you leave it?"
"How can a good person put all their thoughts on this tree? Besides, this tree is just an ordinary old tree. Why go through such a long journey? It's better to do it personally."
The great abbot suddenly felt that this young man was somewhat interesting.
"Hypocritical?"
"You are often determined but have no ambition. You only think about things in your heart, and how can you show them to others."
