Fifteen miles away from the mountain behind the Leshan Giant Buddha, there is Lezhi Village. The mountain village is built along the valley, with a population of less than 500. The people here are engaged in farming. There is also a temple that has been abandoned for many years at the entrance of the village.
In the temple, Xiao Jiang was roasting a big hen bought from the villagers. Next to it was a large jar of rice wine called Changjiu. There was ginger and green onion in the rice wine, giving it a slightly spicy smell. permeated the entire temple.
Xiao Jiang is originally from Shu and grew up drinking this kind of rice wine. Looking at the steaming rice wine that became increasingly rich in aroma, Xiao Jiang poured a bowl of rice wine and took a big sip. He pulled off a large chicken drumstick and started to chew on it.
"Boom boom boom..."
While eating, there were bursts of thunder in the distant sky, and the dark clouds were darker and thicker than those encountered by the two selves in Xiao Jiang's dream before they traveled through time.
The churning dark clouds were rolling over like thousands of horses and troops trampling through the sky. In front of the continuous dark clouds, countless thunder and lightning flashed continuously one after another or even at the same time, and the thunder was like a dense drum without any interruption.
Xiao Jiang looked into the distance. The strong wind was suppressing the woods and kept lowering his head. He gnawed on the chicken drumstick, shook his head and sat down in the haystack.
"Click..."
There was another burst of violent thunder, and the originally early morning sky was covered by dark clouds and turned into dusk. The dark sky and earth seemed to be connected together. As the strong wind blew past three waves, the temple door roared, and then a downpour appeared in sight. Inside.
Xiao Jiang moved two stones to block the door, letting the wind blow, and regardless of the water leaking and flowing in other places in the ruined temple, he poured another bowl of rice wine and drank it all in one gulp, chewing on the chicken drumsticks and enjoying himself.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of rain even covered up the endless thunder. Xiao Jiang drank bowl after bowl, and the fire was constantly swaying by the wind leaking into the temple. The swaying shadows made the dilapidated statues intertwined with each other look extremely strange.
"Is there anyone here? Let's borrow a place to take shelter from the rain..."
A burst of screams and knocks on the door were almost covered by the thunder and rain. Xiao Jiang threw away the chicken bones in his hand and stood up, holding up half of the door and slowly opening the other half. When the door opened, the wind and rain rushed in, and the two wet figures hurriedly After entering the temple, Xiao Jiang closed the door again. Under the firelight, two teenage boys were wiping water from their hair.
One of the two boys had short hair and a cold face, and the other had long hair and a smiling face. The long-haired boy nodded to Xiao Jiang and said:
"Thank you big brother for letting us in, otherwise we would be really in trouble."
Xiao Jiang laughed and said:
"We are both from Jianghu. Why should we care so much, little brother? Hurry up and warm up by the fire. I have rice wine and roast chicken here. If you don't mind, eat some to drive away the moisture."
The long-haired man cupped his fists and said:
"Then we're welcome. Is the eldest brother a local?"
Xiao Jiang did not use the Mandarin of this world but spoke with a Shu accent. In theory, he was considered a Shu native and was not too far from Leshan.
"My little brother has good eyesight, but I am not from Lezhi Village. I passed by here and bought wine and chicken. I thought it was going to rain, so I stayed here. It will rain heavily now.
By the way, my name is Xiao Jiang. What are your surnames? "
The long-haired man smiled gently and said:
"My name is Nie Feng, and this is my senior brother Bu Jingyun. We were also passing by here on business, but we didn't know we would encounter such a heavy rainstorm."
Xiao Jiang smiled and poured three bowls of wine, motioned to Nie Feng and the two laughed:
"Try the rice wine we have here. It's added with green onion, ginger, and brown sugar. It can repel cold and dampness and prevent moisture from entering the body. It is also an old way to prevent rheumatism. The roast chicken I made by myself also tastes good. It goes well with wine."
Nie Feng was obviously cheerful and generous. He picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Although the onion and ginger had a strange taste, he felt that the coldness disappeared instantly. He sighed and nodded:
"It's not intoxicating, but it still has a hot and dry smell. That's right. Senior Brother Yun, you should also drink a bowl to go away the cold."
Bu Jingyun nodded silently, picked up the wine bowl and drank it down in one gulp. He nodded to Xiao Jiang and said:
"Thanks."
Xiao Jiang smiled. It was cold that there would be one male protagonist who would not cry the name of the God of Death in the future, but he also knew that thanking him was not bad. He did not say anything, tore up the chicken and gave it to the two of them, while he slowly enjoyed it. A moment of peace under the heavy rain.
The rainstorm lasted for more than an hour before it slowly subsided. After the sound of wind, rain and thunder slowly subsided, the ruined temple also became brighter. Xiao Jiang stood up and opened the door of the temple, and a ray of sunlight penetrated through the big hole in the clouds. At the gate of the temple, Xiao Jiang clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at a rainbow that slowly became clear in the distance and said:
"What a beautiful rainbow. The rain is finally stopping."
At this moment, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were already dry. Nie Feng walked to the door and took a look. The rain left as quickly as it came. In less than half a minute, all the raindrops had stopped, and the thunder and black clouds had stopped. Arrived in the mountains.
"Brother Xiao Jiang, the rain has stopped, and Senior Brother Yun and I have to leave. See you later."
"See you later."
Amidst the farewells, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun walked towards the small village. Xiao Jiang returned to the fire. As soon as he sat down, a breeze came from behind, and there was a smile in his eyes that could not be noticed by others.
The breeze stopped, and a masked woman with a fluttering white skirt appeared in front of Xiao Jiang. Xiao Jiang looked up at her and said with a smile:
"Xia Nu, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to see you thousands of miles away."
The woman in white was stunned and said:
"You have a good memory, but at the beginning you only had some cultivation, but now I can't understand you. Could it be that you had some adventure this year?"
Xiao Jiang laughed and said:
"Of course, I was lucky enough to find some secret books and elixirs. Now I can be considered a normal Jianghu person, but why did the girl come here?"
This woman in white is the masked Xueyuan. She thinks that others won't recognize her if she wears a veil. It's so easy, especially for a peerless beauty like her.
Xiao Jiang's current cultivation level is comparable to Xueyuan's, but he knows far more than Xueyuan, not to mention he also knows spells. He has long known that Xueyuan is hiding in the ruined temple, but it is not true that he is just staying here. He didn't want to cause trouble for the passers-by who were watching the excitement.
He won't care if this snowy edge doesn't come out, and he won't be surprised if it comes out. His time travel is not for beautiful women, nor for any plot. He has already decided to gather wool in each world where he exists.
Xueyuan didn't know that the reason why Xiao Jiang's cultivation level was comparable to hers was not an accident. If the demon general hadn't been greedy and wanted to eat the top-notch brain flower to open his meridians but directly did it, Xiao Jiang's physical body would be gone, and it would be a reality by then. Xiao Jiang will also shed his skin even if he doesn't die.
Xueyuan had a smile in her eyes and was about to speak when her face suddenly changed and she shouted:
"No, the flash flood is coming. I'm going to save people. See you there again."
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