The old ginkgo tree stood tall in the wind and snow, and the air flow blew through the dense branches.
The pale-faced monk lay down under the old tree. His golden color faded from his body. After resting for a long time, he finally regained his strength. He turned around and saw Xu Xian motionless in the snow next to him. He coughed twice and stood up with difficulty, holding on to the tree trunk. Maybe his arm was broken. , I can't lift my right arm.
"Ahem... Your kid is not dead yet. I believe Baijiao won't kill people randomly."
Without looking at the terrifying petite figure in the wind and snow behind him, he carried Xu Xian with one hand and limped towards the dock.
"We have nothing to do here. I'll take you back."
The bottom of my heart is bitter, and my mind keeps reminiscing. After the fight with the white dragon in the city, I have always had questions in my heart, why no one cares about such a powerful monster in Suhang, but the higher-ups have always kept silent.
Later, he saw Bai Jiao in Jinshan Courtyard, but no one stopped him.
He was curious about why no one did anything when the monster came to the mountain gate. After some investigation, he understood a lot. He disapproved from the bottom of his heart but couldn't refute it. Now he's better. He was seriously injured and lost his fighting power but he tried his best. He left with his conscience.
Huge and sharp ice cubes kept falling from the sky, making loud noises as they fell around. The ice fragments shot out in random directions, making it extremely cold. The monk leaned forward to resist the wind and snow and walked down the mountain step by step.
Everyone watching the snow in Jinshanyuan had already run away, and the ordinary Western disciples had also run away. Those with low cultivation levels were helpless standing in the distance. This place was already a battlefield for powerful people above the god transformation stage.
The monk carried Xu Xian to the riverside.
Ships of all sizes at the pier sank or tilted, their masts and sails were blocked by ice and covered with frost and snow. The intact ones were also damaged due to collisions and were in a mess. During the earthquake, the bodies that were caught by the ships in the panic were still there, and their blood had frozen. ice.
No need to take a boat, the unfrozen river surface turns into an ice field. When the wind blows, a thin layer of snow on the ice surface is like a layer of white powder, which is blown by the wind and moves randomly.
There was no sound of fighting at Jinshanyuan, and it seemed that the outcome was not good.
The monk looked back with a pale face, and saw a golden pagoda halfway up the mountain in the white snow flickering. Thinking back to the fierceness of the white dragon, he felt palpitated again.
The monk carrying Xu Xian stepped onto the ice and walked toward Suzhou and Hangzhou.
The ice surface was very slippery, and you could occasionally see fish frozen in the ice. Strangely, the farther away from Jinshan Courtyard, the less wind and snow became, and you could even clearly see the thick smoke billowing over the cities of Suzhou and Hangzhou.
At the top of Suhang City, a group of people looked in horror at the direction of Dajiang Jinshan Courtyard.
The bandit leaders who successfully captured Suhang City were greatly frightened. From the heights of Suhang City, they could see the strange phenomenon of Jinshan Courtyard Pavilions and Pagodas. Now, looking at it, they could see a large white snowstorm spinning around, like a big bowl upside down covering Jinshan. The hospital emitted terrifying fluctuations from time to time.
In fact, at this moment, the mountains where Jinshan Institute is located have turned into snow-capped mountains and glaciers...
The monk was walking slowly on the ice with the motionless Xu Xian on his back. He saw the monks and pilgrims from Jinshan Temple in the distance. They did not return to Suzhou and Hangzhou but fled in another direction in embarrassment.
"The bandits rebelled and attacked the city, hoping to take advantage of the power of the white dragon. This incident will definitely anger the white dragon, and it will be a terrible killing. Killing them all will also make the world peaceful..."
Suddenly paused.
There are two people on the ice ahead, or one person and one demon.
The older one is an ordinary-looking old monk wearing shabby robes, and the monster is a little boy. The two of them are standing in front of a small boat frozen on the ice, scratching their heads.
Old Huixian had a headache. The boat was borrowed from a neighbor's house. The woman was so big and round that she cursed all over Osmanthus Alley. What would happen if the boat was lost or broken?
The snake demon boy saw that Hui Xian was confused, and he quickly understood what the problem was.
"How about... I go and chop her to death?"
Old Huixian was speechless...
The monk was speechless...
What Lao Huixian didn't know was that there was something wrong with the small stone left in the Guihua Lane shop.
Osmanthus Alley.
A lot of houses collapsed during the earthquake, and the water in the river surged out and fell back. The two shops were fine. Maybe it was because a dragon lived there that the feng shui suddenly changed and they became more livable. Only a few tiles fell. Shitou doesn't care about earthquakes. Even though he is young, he is quite old. He has been used to earthquakes for hundreds of years.
The neighbors were miserable, some were buried, some had bloody heads, and some fell into the river and drank some water.
Screaming and crying, Xiao Shitou sat on the threshold of the shop, bowing his head and saying nothing.
He is not very strong and does not know how to use magic to save people. He must remember his master's words and be optimistic about the money in the shop. After the disaster, there is chaos. There are not only casualties but also vicious villains who want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune. Murder and looting are everywhere, and small stones are everywhere. Make sure your money is not stolen or robbed.
Not long after, Xiao Shitou heard the shouts of killing getting closer and closer in the distance, and fires broke out in many places.
The city was captured. The thieves entered the city and committed crimes, killing and looting. Men killed women and were insulted. Doctor Du of Baiyao Hall was busy treating injuries and rescuing people. He didn't notice that the thieves were approaching and his head was cut off with a knife. The medicine shop was burned down. Li Daniu and several colleagues protected their families and fled from the bandits.
As he ran, he reached Osmanthus Alley without realizing it. When Xu Jiaorong saw the shop, he remembered that his brother and the monster had gone to Jinshan Courtyard.
"What about Hanwen...that Miss Bai is a monster...Hanwen is in danger..."
"Oh~ What time is it now? Look at these thieves, are they cuter than monsters?"
Xu Jiaorong was silent.
When I arrived at Nanyu's hut, I found that it was very quiet. The nearby houses collapsed and only two shops were intact. Somehow, no thieves were looting here. I didn't know that Jiaolong's residence was naturally extraordinary. All kinds of magic could easily be inexplicable by thieves. neglect.
"Stop running around now, let's take a rest here."
Li Daniu, who was covered in blood, called him to rest. The blood on his body belonged to the bandit soldiers. Li Daniu earned his reputation by relying on his ability to catch the head. With his iron sword, he made a name for himself in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and it was easy to deal with a few thieves.
Xiao Shitou looked up and saw the familiar Xu Jiaorong, then looked down at Xue Hua.
However, things still happened. Feng shui can only increase the chance of good luck, but it will not completely bring good luck. Three thieves followed the cries of family members and came over. Xiao Shitou sat on the threshold and saw the head catcher Li Daniu and two of his men teaming up to kill two people. One, the other was injured and escaped. Just as he was preparing to call his family members to escape, he was surrounded by thieves attracted by the other party...
Dozens of thieves surrounded the alley, shouting loudly that they wanted to avenge their dead brothers.
Xiao Shitou still lowered his head, said nothing and didn't leave.
"Boss! There is money in the house!"
A gangster who had been stealing all year round shouted excitedly. He could tell at a glance whether he had money or not.
Li Daniu called Xiao Shitou to hurry over, but Xiao Shitou blocked the door and prevented the bandits from entering the house. There was money they had worked hard to save in the shop, which was the hope of rebuilding Zhuquan Temple.
"Get out of here, little bastard!"
The bandit leader kicked away the pebbles, swaggered into the house, opened the box and saw that it was indeed silver!
"Move away~move them all~haha~I didn't expect there was a big fish~"
The thieves didn't care about the nervous Li Daniu and others swaggering into the house to move the money. Little Shitou, who was injured by the kick, cried out and rushed forward to grab the wooden box. He was dragged along the snow-covered stone road, and snow was poured into his clothes. He didn't let go, shouting loudly with his small body.
"This is ours...don't steal it...bad people..."
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