The next day, Qingmeng and others went to Beitianmen. It is not a big denomination, but a bad land that is not as good as ruins.
Everyone was stunned, and Lou Ning said to himself: "Are we going the wrong place?"
"No, it's here." Qingmeng rolled out of a broken copper Suzaku from the snow pile, which proved the evidence that Beitianmen had existed.
Ji Dongli felt a little cold, so he started to trot around until he saw a person coming along the path.
"Hey, look at it, there is someone there!" Ji Dongli said with a smile. Everyone didn't care at first, until they saw the confession and fragrance of the man's hand.
It was an old man. His hair had long been light, the beard was sparsely covered with snow, and his body was wearing a broken clothes printed with Suzaku. In such a cold day, he didn't feel cold even if he didn't wear a hat.
The old man didn't even see the dreams clearly, and if no one beside him, he put the confession table, burn incense worship, and kneeling down a few heads.
Lou Ning couldn't bear his temperament, and stepped forward and asked, "Mr., so cold, who are you worshiping?"
"Worship my apprentices ... worship the former Beitianmen ..." The old man answered himself with his own hoe.
Qingmeng was a little surprised. Could this old man have related to this downstream Beitianmen? Then he walked forward and asked anxiously: "Who is this old gentleman?"
"Anonymous old man, what are you asking?" The old man stood up, cleaned the snow on his lower body, and picked it up to go back.
"Wait a while!" Qingmeng roared anxiously: "May I ask, do you know someone?"
"Who?" The old man stopped and stood there.
"Huai Tianmen Xiao Qingfeng." Ji Dongli answered.
The old man didn't speak, and motioned for several people to follow him and clear their dreams. He called him and followed the old man.
After walking for a long time, they came to a very tall mountain, standing towering, standing below and frightened.
"On the mountain ..." The old man coughed a few times and disappeared into the snow.
Lou Ning stepped forward and said to Qingmeng: "Is this old man playing with us? Or is there any trap?"
"You always have to try it!" Qing Meng couldn't wait, and took the lead in the mountains. Shi Jingkong followed Lou Ning, and he went to the mountain. And Ji Dongli finally went to the mountain until Ji Dongli went to the mountain and found that they had gone ...
"Qing Meng ..." Ji Dongli roared with a crying cavity. She regretted it, and she knew that she would not come to Xiaobei.
She did not choose to go back to the palace, but decided to go into the mountains to find, although she didn't know why she made this decision.
The snow on the mountain is greater and the power of the wind is greater. She almost pushed Ji Dongli to the horrible cliff, because she was afraid that there were monsters in the mountains, so she had to walk on the steep mountainside. The cold wind screamed, as if the whole world was put on silver. The air pressure is getting heavier, and the snowy mantle between the mountains and forests. The surrounding peaks are like icebergs, carved into zigzag shapes on the edge of the black sky.
There was a person standing on the top of the snowy mountain in the distance. No, it was exactly a black shadow. Ji Dongli's hand was worn by the cliff. She gritted her teeth because she knew that crying here, no one can help you —— Except myself.
A long way of flute came, the flute sound was melodious and sad, as if telling a miserable and sad story.
The sound of the flute should have made a clear and beautiful sound, but at this time, the sound of the flute was filled with waves of sadness and wisps of loneliness.
Ji Dongli listened to the flute and listened to it, and accidentally stepped on a piece of broken ice.
"Ah!" She screamed in fright, and quickly held the sharp stone next to her, her palms bleeding continuously.
The sound of the flute stopped immediately, and the black shadow stood up, and he disappeared.
Ji Dongli had no time to pay attention to the dark shadow. His hands were already painful, and he might have frostbite after a while.
"Oh!" The stone on the left foot moved, Ji Dongli whispered white gas, climbing up. It doesn't matter if you don't move, this move stepped on the stone under his left foot. "Ahhhh!" Ji Dongli shouted her throat, holding her little stone tightly with her hands.
The safety of the whole body is gathered on this small stone. Ji Dongli's hands are really unable to hold it. This body is broken.
The dark shadow suddenly appeared on the top of Ji Dongli's mountain, holding the jade flute with his left hand, holding a sword in his right hand, and a wine gourd hanging around his waist. He wore dark blue clothes, black pants with the word "Tianmen", and a pair of black boots. The long hair fluttering with the cold wind, handsome and chivalry.
"Help me!" Ji Dongli saw hope and desperately called for help. The man looked at Ji Dongli and jumped off quickly, holding the stone with one hand, and the other hand reached to Ji Dongli.
She held the man's hand nervously, and the man jumped up the mountain like the wind. If it wasn't for her eyes, she would not believe it.
The man didn't even look at him, so Ji Dongli didn't see his face clearly, but from this handsome figure, Yan would not go where he would go.
"Go down the mountain by yourself, don't run towards the cliff..." The man put on his straw hat and planned to leave.
"Wait a minute! Do you want to abandon me?" Ji Dongli shouted nervously.
The man stood there as if he was beaten, and he looked back slowly, and the shed tears had been frozen on his face.
He rushed to Ji Dongli like a crazy dog, as if he saw his lover and asked, "Lames? What are you? Are you injured?"
"Lames? I don't know ..." Ji Dongli answered aggressively.
"Paled, I can see your face, it must be Lamei." The man touched Ji Dongli's frozen face with his hands.
"Pa!" With a crisp slap, the man took a few steps back and covered his left cheek.
"You hooligan! Is it really aunt and grandma, am I so troubled?" Ji Dongli had a sudden pain for a while, and it seemed that the frostbite had already produced.
"Sorry ... I confessed ..." The man was ashamed. "The frostbite on your hands is not healed yet? Why don't you come to my house?"
"Come to your house? What do you want to do to me?" Ji Dongli hugged herself and took a few steps back.
"No, no, you misunderstood, just look at the injuries in your hand, and you can't bear it. I want to take you to my house to treat it." The man's speech was obviously a little low.
"Okay, but let me tell you, grandma, if you want to do anything shameful to me, be careful and chop your head off!" Ji Dongli said this, but in fact, her heart was already full of love, because, because of the man in front of her ——The handsome!
"My name is Ji Dongli. Let's know each other. What is your name?" Ji Dongli opened his smile, but after hearing the answer, his expression solidified.
To be continued…
