In the past, Yun Zhong broke into Ye Zhai's mansion with a very thick face, and he had to take a lot of wine. Especially the good wine that Ye Zhai got from the wine shop in the city, which was often buried in a corner of the courtyard. Even if Yun Zhongxie drank, Ye Zhai did not hide it, but he was always embarrassed. After all, his face was not that thick, and he really couldn't do the job of stealing wine in front of others. However, it was winter that has been snowing heavily, and the transactions in the blacksmith shop were gradually becoming rare, so his salary naturally fell. He couldn't blame the old man.

The moon is the first to get close to the water. Yun Zhong took care of the house and protected the hospital for the unreturned Ye Zhai and his wife. They were at least reasonable, but they never drank alcohol in the end. They just picked a jar of wine that seemed the least insignificant, and slapped off the mud seal and drank it lightly for two or three times. At the rest, they still drank the strong wine in the city. Although there was not much aroma of wine, they swallowed the blunt knife that pricked the throat, which made the throat hurt, which was the most convenient way to keep the cold.

Before Ye Zhai entered his mansion, he saw the arrogant and unreasonable sword energy in the sky. After a long time of silence, he walked straight to Yunzhong's mansion. There was no lock in front of the door, but just gently covered the door. Therefore, he knocked on the door twice and walked in with Shuiyue.

In short, it was the time when the woman was careful. When she passed through the front yard, Shuiyue accidentally saw that there was only one footprint in the courtyard of the mansion, which was deep and shallow, and the snow was covered with thick and evenness in the rest. The snow was swaying for three or five days. It seemed that this footprint was the first time Yun Zhong returned to the mansion in a few days. He frowned. When he entered the house, he saw that the window lattice was not clear. When he entered the door, he was mostly covered with dust. He sighed for no reason.

"My little brother Yun has always been a wonderful person. His mind is not necessarily broad, and he may not necessarily be narrow. Sometimes he is like a happy swordsman who is so arrogant that he can't reach the end of the clouds. Sometimes he is like a silencer who likes to fall into a dead end. Maybe he himself can't tell what kind of temperament he is, but because he is mature and persistent, he rarely does extraordinary things."

Since he was the woman he kept at his heart, how could Ye Zhai not guess Shui Yue’s concerns now? He added a little strength when he held Shui Yue’s hand and smiled warmly, "I have never been a master, and I have never slacked off since I entered the third realm. It can even be said that he was too arrogant and humble, and that such a person suddenly made a move to resist Dongfeng with his sword energy. How much suppression should he be and how much depression he had accumulated to use to perform such unreasonable means. Although it is not necessarily a loss of roots, it is not without any advantages."

"It's a pity that some things are still not helpful. They have oars and oars in their hands, but they can't get on a boat. Even though there are sayings that the rabbit dies and the foxes are sad and sympathize with each other, they have never had any troubles in others, so how can they say it so calmly and calmly?"

Ye Zhai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he was a young disciple on Baihao Mountain, Shui Yue had been determined to walk on the stub. However, Ye Zhai was old and his muscles were not fixed. Every time he walked on the stub, he always had to hurt his body and was so long that he was about to ask someone to pull out. He was sweating heavily and rolled down to the bed. He didn't know how many times he had to go down. Therefore, he was often listless in the early morning and the pain had not disappeared, but he still wanted to walk on the stub as before. However, Shui Yue, who also practiced martial arts since childhood, only felt that Ye Zhai was tired and lazy. He said that pain in his legs at night was just a common thing. If he really wanted to practice martial arts, it was very difficult to take this little pain. Ye Zhai received a lot of punishment. It was not until many years later that Shui Yue saw from an old book that Ye Zhai's muscles and bones were born to be inconvenient to walk on the stub. If the foundation was not stable and rashly, there would be tens of insects eating the body, which was comparable to the pain of cramps and scraping the bones.

Therefore, whenever I see Ye Zhai smiling, I am sitting in the mountains and I don’t know how many spring and autumn moons are, and I feel very distressed for no reason.

Without experiencing the suffering of others, you have never tasted the thousands of tastes that others taste from beginning to end. How can you persuade others to say that you are really not as painful as others. There are many lives in the world that are more painful than you, and others can still hold on to it. Why do you feel it is difficult to bear the weight? It is a ridiculous nonsense that is tyrannical and relies on your old age.

So Ye Zhai, who was standing in front, turned around and looked at the water moon's noodles with relish.

The latter saw Ye Zhai looking at him constantly and was slightly embarrassed and annoyed, but saw Ye Zhai stretching out his finger and pointing his nose.

"Don't move, there's something on the face."

Shuiyue thought it was snowflakes falling on her face from the sky, but she didn't agree. Unexpectedly, Ye Zhai smiled sly, "It looks a bit good."

When the two entered the house, Ye Zhai, who had never said many love words, and Shui Yue, who had rarely heard love words, were all blushed. Yun Zhong, who could clearly hear it, put the book down, and still kept the autumn yellow leaves on the page they had not read. He stood up and looked at Ye Zhai with anger. He picked up the tea stove and added tea to the two of them.

I don’t know if it’s really a bit sour, or if I’m sincerely joking, Yun Zhong bowed his head and asked, “The faces of the two seniors are happy, why don’t you talk about them again?”

Shuiyue's facial skin became redder, and Ye Zhai rarely responded steadily. His face did not blush and his heart was not beating. He took the teacup and replied calmly, "When I went out, I saw frost leaves and redness, and the mountains were covered with plainness. Naturally, my heart was clear and the spirit was very good, so the facial skin became more rosy, which is just common sense."

Yun Zhong was just a little joke and did not really feel resentment. Since he taught himself many principles and skills, senior Wen Shan, who gave him a sword box in the end, could he really show off his power? What's more, in Yun Zhong's opinion, it was a pretty good thing, so he didn't say much, but instead exchanged a few greetings, and it happened to be a hot tea. He listened to the two of them traveling around for nearly two months, and they took the book and asked about the doubts in the book. The three of them talked about each other for nearly two hours, and before they knew it, it was night.

Ye Zhai also realized that although Yun Zhong's depression has disappeared recently, his mind is slightly anxious. He knows that he is still worried about human affairs. Although the small world is a treasure land for practicing swords, he still cares about the danger outside. He still advises him and says that he enters the three realms of practice and practice. His state of mind is crucial, not to mention that he is practicing swords here, his mind is restless, his thoughts are complicated, and he is worried and impatient, as if he is sailing against the current. Of course, there will be no progress, and even retreating, which is common. Since the snow is in a hurry today, you might as well not go to that mountain to compete in the sword again, rest for a day or two before making plans.

The practice is nothing more than the relaxed bow strings. Now Yun Zhong has been in the small realm for more than a few months. Although he was looking for comfort several times during this period, Ye Zhai could see that Yun Zhong's bow strings had never relaxed for more than half of it, so he was persuaded. Shui Yue also advised him, saying that Yun Zhong had been unable to think about food and food recently, and dust was everywhere in the house. He needed to rest for two or three days before making plans.

But Yun Zhong still picked up the square iron ruler and looked depressed.

"It's still different."

"I am now in my mind. Most of the time I have to sleep for ten days and half a month without any movement. Who knows how much trouble my senior brother is going to encounter?"

The swordsman opened the door and collected ten dou of sword energy, and the wind and snow were blowing.

Ye Zhai didn't persuade him anymore, and couldn't help but sigh, but he still watched Yun Zhong walk out of the mansion in the white snow, struggling with difficulty in facing the wind and snow, and walking towards the distance.

The door of the blacksmith shop was closed today, and there was still a sound of iron coming out of the backyard. It was vaguely visible, but most of the wind was swallowed away and dissipated. It fell into Yun Zhong's ears. He still picked up a box of crispy and placed it outside the blacksmith shop. He was afraid that the wind and snow would blow away the freezing, so he handed the air in the opening to lock it and left slowly.

The sound of a blacksmith in the backyard was broken for several breaths, and then it continued to hit, and the sound was crisp.

It’s strange that just waiting for the sky, the rivers are frozen, the old man holding the boat is still waiting alone by the river, but only fire is raised and pot of strong wine is burned, but not the boat is not supported.

"Old man, the wind is strong and the snow is fast, so go home early."

Yun Zhong's body was already wrapped tightly in snow dust. He finally got to the old man's shelter from the wind, shook off the snow all over his body, and made his hands slightly stiff and he added some firewood for the old man, and looked at the old man with a smile.

The old man who holds the boat has always been simple, but today his clothes are very particular. He is wearing a black background and green clothes with golden patterns intertwined. He sits upright in the wind and snow, his clothes are not stained with snow, his snow-white hair is not moving at all, and his behavior is completely different from an ordinary old man who holds the boat.

"There is no hurry to go home. Why don't you see me like a human being?" The old man pointed at himself, and proudly smoothed the hem of his clothes, looking at Yun Zhong very kindly.

But Yun Zhong avoided answering, but instead looked at the two feathers on the old man's shoulder with a smile, and got up and saluted.

"Thank you, senior, to borrow two swords."

The old man's smile became more and more smiling, as if he saw his children and grandchildren succeed, and he was filled with comfort and had received this gift with peace of mind.

There is a record in the book collection of the mansion that there are mountain gods in the world, colorful clouds are sleeves, hundreds of grasses are made of clothes, and birds are grown on their shoulders. They do not come out for a hundred years, and they become ordinary people. When they meet, they are unwilling to treat each other with courtesy and enlighten the foolish people in the world. Although they are not considered a great opportunity, their virtues will be achieved.

Previously, the King of Nanyang borrowed six birds and then borrowed two swords from Five Mountains to create swords to give to Yun Zhong, but was pointed out by the old man in the blacksmith shop, folded his own swords and returned the mountain bird to the mountain. Among them, the one who benefited the most was the old man who stood up in front of him, who seemed very ordinary.

"If a person borrows clothes, Buddha needs gold. How can he be called a senior? If you have to say that, you, a young man, can only meet in your true body today."

"I am not a god with extremely high abilities. Whether it is the land here or a little god without a name or a fairy spirit, it can help you in some ways. At least if a young man looks at that mountain, it will not be difficult for him to leave behind the mountain."

Yun Zhong was in a dilemma and said nothing for a while.

It is indeed worth making a difficult situation. Since I want to escape, I will most likely only encounter such an opportunity in my life. For Yun Zhong, who has always had few blessings, it is natural to have difficulty in advancing and retreating.

"Senior, why not do the next little favor."

"I miss you for a few days without the moonlight."

The wind and snow stopped suddenly, the stars drooped in the night, and the full moon hung in the sky.

The stars in the sky are the most prosperous.

The swordsman sitting cross-legged on the ground instantly disappeared, and he looked at the bullfighting in the sky and destroyed the light.

If you fail to learn calligraphy, you will be in a fight with sword energy.
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