Pushing open the window, a chill hit my face. The pavilion and attic outside were covered with ice and snow, and everything was white as far as the eye could see.
"I've never seen so much snow."
Fan Xiu stretched out his hand to take it, and a snowflake fell on his palm, gradually melting.
In the yard, the little dryad was wearing a thin red coat and rolling in the snow laughing and laughing. Uncle Zhong was beside him anxiously, muttering that he didn't want to catch a cold.
Heavy snow fell on the persimmon tree and the two of them.
He turned his head, and in the warm room, the woman was leaning on the soft couch, holding a storybook in her hand and looking at it intently. She replied with a long 'hmm' in a careless voice.
The candlelight flickered, reflecting her beautiful side face, which was extremely beautiful and soft.
Fan Xiu put down the window lattice, walked over in a few steps, and took the notebook from her hand.
"Why?"
Xihe was stunned and looked at him: "What's wrong?"
Fan Xiu looked at her without saying anything, pursed his thin lips slightly, and his clear black eyes were dark. After a while, he sat down on the bedside and opened the storybook: ""The Record of the Floating Life of Officials"?"
"On the 15th, at night, I suddenly felt the softness of the mattress. I put my hand on it and felt the warm fragrance..."
Xihe: "..."
His face instantly turned red with embarrassment, and he quickly reached out to grab it: "Give it to me!"
Fan Xiu raised his arms and opened the next page: "It was snowing heavily, and he and his wife were trapped in a thatched hut. It was cold, and they cuddled together to keep warm. His wife raised her head and moaned softly, with a pink face and a sandalwood mouth, and the jade rabbit jumped..."
"Ms. sir!"
Xihe was ashamed and annoyed.
Fan Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "My lady is so fascinated by this, it turns out to be this fragrant storybook."
His hands flexibly got into the red clothes, and while kneading them, he said: "My husband is familiar with scientific research materials. I have never learned such reading materials. How about exploring it with my wife today?"
You big-headed ghost!
Xihe really wanted to scratch his face, but his waist softened due to the teasing.
The little tree demon outside the courtyard finally had enough fun, and Uncle Zhong immediately led the people into the house. For a moment, the wind blew fiercely, and the snow fell more quickly.
The bed tent shook slightly, and a snow arm poked out, and was brought in again the next second.
The next day,
The sky is bright.
"Dad, Mom, wake up!"
The little tree demon banged on the door and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Xihe moved and pushed Fan Xiu: "Mr. sir, get up." Someone pushed him into his chest.
After a while Uncle Zhong came over and coaxed the little tree demon away.
They slept until noon, then the two of them got up, washed and ate. The little tree demon took a mouthful of rice and glanced at Xihe. Xihe put down his chopsticks and said, "Xiaobao, why do you look at your mother like this?"
The little tree demon's eyes lit up and he immediately said: "Mother, when will you let your brothers and sisters come out?"
Xihe was stunned: "Brother and sister?"
The little tree demon nodded wildly and whispered: "Grandpa said, let me not disturb you, otherwise there will be no younger brothers and sisters to come out to play with me. Dad, Mom, Xiaobao is very good. When will the younger brothers and sisters come out? ?”
Xihe: "..."
Uncle Zhong's head was almost buried under the table.
Fan Xiu coughed lightly, with a smile in his eyes: "It is enough for my parents to have a little baby, not a little brother or sister."
He is a mortal, and everything will return to dust after a hundred years. She is a visitor from outside the world, and she will have to leave sooner or later. This is a world of cultivation that is full of dangers. It doesn't matter whether she can survive, or even if she can, they won't want her.
The little tree demon said 'ah' and was very disappointed: "But Xiaobao wants younger brothers and sisters."
Fan Xiu smiled and patted his head: "Don't you love me when you are alone? Be good and eat. After dinner, I will take you to watch the dragon and lion dance. You used to like it very much. Do you remember?"
The little guy's eyes lit up: "Remember!"
My mind suddenly turned to watching the dragon and lion dance, and I was so excited.
Fan Xiu smiled and the family continued to eat.
The lifespan of a cultivator is very long, often lasting hundreds or thousands of years. Naturally, there are monks who devote themselves to ascetic cultivation, and there are also monks who like to enjoy themselves, so countless entertainment programs have been born.
Lion dance, lantern play... and even deliberately learned the creativity of ordinary people.
Today is the Little New Year, and the streets are decorated with lights and colorful, bustling with people, and filled with laughter and laughter everywhere.
"Dad, dad, look at that, the big dragon!"
The little dryad excitedly patted Fan Xiu's head and pointed not far away.
Several people looked over and saw a golden five-clawed golden dragon flying in the sky among the lanterns. It had Tongling-sized eyes, long beards, horns on its head, and lifelike scales on its body.
The huge golden dragon circled and danced over the streets with an astonishing momentum.
I heard someone suddenly shout loudly: "The dragon spits out pearls, the dragon spits out pearls!!"
Suddenly, the giant golden dragon looked up to the sky and roared, "roar--" The dragon's tail swung and dived downwards. Its momentum was so amazing that even the faint of heart could not help but scream. Fan Xiu subconsciously held Xihe in his arms. .
boom--
Colorful beads sprayed out.
Colorful beads flying in the air fell on pedestrians and floated into their hands.
"Ah, it's a middle-grade Peiyuan Dan!"
"Mine is a hundred spirit stones."
…
The positions of Xihe and the others were not too close, but there were still a few falling in front of them. Fan Xiu was surprised. He did not expect that the so-called dragon spitting beads meant this, so he raised his hand to take the one that belonged to him.
"Mother, mother, there are so many spiritual stones!"
The little dryad exclaimed.
Xihe looked around and saw that it was colorful and about the size of a sack.
Touched his head and smiled: "Xiaobao is so lucky."
Looking from a distance, there were sounds of surprises on the street, some noble and some light. Not only Uncle Zhong, but everyone was a part of it. It was very surprising.
At this moment, a person flew up in the sky, smiled and raised his hands to everyone: "The dragon welcomes the New Year, Shangyuan Sect wishes you all a happy holiday, and good access to the immortal path... I wonder, which fellow Taoist got the Wandering Dragon Jade Tablet? But come on Get the highest gift at Furui Inn.”
The crowd below immediately started talking to see which lucky person got the Youlong Jade Card.
Xihe opened his own, which was an ice sword, and then looked at Fan Xiu.
Fan Xiu smiled and shook his head: "It shouldn't be me, after all, I... Huh?"
He reached out with his hand and took out a jade token.
Uncle Zhong immediately beamed with joy: "Sir, Youlong Jade Tablet! Let's go and collect the prize."
The people of Shangyuan Sect did not expect that one of the lucky people would be a mortal, because although these gifts did not look much and were not very valuable, they came according to their luck. The higher the luck, the more things they would get. The more valuable it is.
The elder smiled and took out the prize: "Congratulations to this gentleman."
The small box of sandalwood exuded a strong aura. Fan Xiu took it sheepishly, and the elder said, "Take a look, are you satisfied?" The lid was opened, and a warm jade was quietly placed inside.
Xihe was surprised: "This thing...can calm the mind?"
The elder stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly: "Mortals can also nourish their bodies after using it for a long time."
Cultivators often encounter inner demons or feel restless. Things like this to calm the mind are very practical. Generally, there are very few on the market. Most people go to Zen Buddhism to get them, so at this time it is still the first choice. qualified.
