Lin Yi returned to the village on the fifth day.

It's snowing.

This is the first snowfall in the thirteenth year of the Daqing Dynasty, Jinping Province, and Jisheng.

The goose is flying with fine snow. Before it falls, it has melted most of the time and wet the ground.

In the fine snow.

A guest in white, holding a snow-white paper umbrella, stepped on the snow without traces, and stepped out ten meters in one step, floating down like a flying swallow in the sky.

"You really deserve to be Senior Brother Jian. You will never miss the opportunity to show off."

Yi Lin stood at the door, and under the supervision of Lin's father and mother, wrapped a coat. Looking at Jian Nanchun's white clothes, Shi Xue, she was particularly handsome and couldn't help but complain.

"My junior brother praised me." Jian Nanchun smiled faintly, shook the umbrella under the eaves. The snow on his body was not covered with snow. He looked at Xia Xiaoman who was busy filling the brazier with fresh charcoal in the house and preparing to make a fire. He whispered with a voice that only two of them could hear, "As the junior brother said, the King of Zhennan stationed 100,000 troops, trained 100,000 war horses, and set up 40 warehouses of grain, and cast thousands of boxes of iron armor. There are indeed signs of uprising. I don't know if it is the near future or the future."

Yi Lin was silent.

Jian Nanchun said again: "No wonder my senior brother, I watched the star signs at night recently. I saw the purple stars dim and dull. There were several chaotic stars surrounding me. There were red demon stars looming in the southwest sky, the northeast sky covered the sky, and the middle sky was hazy. This was a sign of war."

"Yo?" Yi Lin was no longer sleepy when she heard this: "Do you still know stargazing?"

Jian Nanchun looked proud and shook his bangs on his forehead hard: "Junior Brother Lin, don't underestimate your senior brother. Although your senior brother's talent is not as talented as a junior sister in court, he is one of the best among his peers. If the Supreme Master of the Sect never accepts female disciples, your senior brother will have a place for this pre-sentence to pass on his own."

Yi Lin's eyes moved down: "Actually you can work harder."

Jian Nanchun's smug smile suddenly froze. Before he could fully understand the profound meaning of Yi Lin's words, he subconsciously clamped his legs: "Senior brother is self-aware, and men should strive for self-improvement."

While the two were talking, Lin’s father and mother called Lin Yi into the room.

Jiannan Chun Ben wanted to say something, but Yi Lin shook her head: "I understand."

After saying that, Yi Lin ignored Jian Nanchun and walked into the house.

As the brazier charcoal burns, snow falls outside the house and warm inside the house.

"Come on, it's cold outside, come in and cook the fire."

Lin's mother waved to Lin.

Yi Lin smiled: "When burning charcoal, remember to keep it ventilated and don't get poisoned by carbon monoxide."

Xia Xiaoman: "?"

Lin’s mother: “?”

Father Lin: "?"

Yi Lin continued: "I raised that white-haired kitten. When I was not here, I would like to ask the two elders to take good care of them."

Father Lin opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Yi Lin still said to herself: "Remember to store some food in winter, and there is also a fish pond. There is a kind of subcutaneous fat that is particularly thick, suitable for raising it in the pond in winter, so it is safe to eat. It should be fine for winter. If there is no food, just tell the cat, and maybe there will be more food in the house the next day."

“Meow~”

The little white cat stuck to Yi Lin's feet made a sweet meow at the right time.

The cat is very good at it.

But Lin’s father and mother thought the meow was strange, and there was a hint of domineeringness hidden in the sweetness, which was leaked out.

"And I have left a little ball under my bed. When you encounter danger, just pull off the pull ring and throw it out. If you have anything, remember to run away and don't forget to bring my cat."

“Meow~”

Yi Lin gave me little by little advice.

From the chaos of war, to the slightest detail of life.

While talking, Lin's mother shed tears.

"The boy is gone."

Xia Xiaoman felt the strange emotions in the room. Somehow, she felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably.

Damn... It's obviously not that I said goodbye to my parents! This princess... It's so uncomfortable!

Xia Xiaoman was confused, but said, "Uncle, aunt, it's getting late, we still have something to do, so we'll leave first."

"Wait a minute!" Lin's father hurried into the inner room, took out a box, opened it and saw that there was an exquisite wooden bracelet inside. The wooden bracelet was a bit strange when it looked closely, and it was actually made up of many parts. I saw that Lin's father had done something, and when he clicked, the wooden bracelet opened and clicked again. Before Xia Xiaoman could react, the wooden bracelet was firmly buckled on Xia Xiaoman's slender wrist.

"This is our Lin family heirloom, the Qiankun Twist Pattern Lock, which contains a clever trick. It is said that every time you open and close, a different way of unlocking will be generated. Legend has it that only the destined person can open the Qiankun Twist Lock. Xiaoman, uncle likes you, this worthless broken thing will be given to you!"

After saying that, Lin's father took advantage of Xia Xiaoman's disregard for her and blinked at Yi Lin.

Wait... Didn’t you just say heirloom? Why did you say it’s a worthless thing after you turn it over?

The ancestors of the Lin family were furious!

Yi Lin was so amused and crying: "I said, am I your son or she is your son now? If you don't give me the heirloom, you will give her??"

"Tsk, there is no way. The Lin family's ancestors have explained it to each other for generations. The Qiankun Twist Pattern Lock is passed on to women but not men!"

"How come it to you?"

"Hey, your grandfather locked this lock on your mother's hand back then!"

Lin's mother hid in her inner room in shame.

Xia Xiaoman was stunned. She tried hard to make a few moves. This Qiankun Twist Pattern Lock was really not something Lin's father was slapping it. With Xia Xiaoman's ninth level of energy, he was a little higher than Senior Brother Lin's, but he was unable to forcefully twist the Qiankun Twist Pattern Lock.

After almost the explanation, Yi Lin dragged Xia Xiaoman, who was twisting the pattern lock with Qiankun, and walked out of the house.

Outside the house, Jian Nanchun was holding an umbrella. He smiled slightly, and the oil umbrella turned into a sword and hung in front of him.

"Why can't you twist it out! Bastard!"

Xia Xiaoman and Qiankun twisted pattern locks on the Mao.

"Let's take it first, don't forget that you owe my family a heirloom. The heirloom... you can only pay it back with the heirloom." Yi Lin refused to suffer a loss, so he asked Xia Xiaoman to owe a heirloom, while taking out the jet skateboard and stepping on it.

He looked back and saw that in the room, Lin's father blushed and looked very happy. He took out a bottle of treasured soju and was about to pour it into the cup.

Lin's father noticed Yi Lin's gaze, waved his hand, as if saying: Get out of here quickly.

"Walk!"

Yi Lin stepped on the skateboard and soared into the sky.

In addition, Xia Xiaoman was placed on Jian Nanchun's flying sword, followed closely behind.

In the forest house.

Lin’s father started drinking alone. He laughed and scolded Lin’s mother who was deliberately hiding in the house, and moaned and told him to cry heartbrokenly: “Child, why are you crying? My son hasn’t run away!”

"You know what's the matter! It's not dug out of your belly, of course you don't feel sorry for you! Don't you worry that he is bullied outside? Are you worried that he will learn bad things? Are you worried that he will not be able to get a wife?"

"Who said I don't feel sorry?" Lin's father drank all the wine in the glass, laughed, his face relaxed with wrinkles: "And, you're worried! Don't forget that the men of the Lin family, no matter how they look, are good at cheating their wives! Besides-"

The strong wine burned his throat, and Lin's father slapped the table. He had tears hidden in his turbid eyes, but his voice was strong: "Good man, be determined in all directions!"

...

After going home, Yi Lin felt much more at ease.

Before leaving, Bai Chuchu was nestled on the roof, covered in goose-coat snow, looking at Yi Lin pitifully.

But Yi Lin couldn't take the tigress away.

Otherwise, who will take care of the village?

He could only make up his mind and ignore the cat's eyes.

It can only be said that fortune is a mess of people and the art of taming animals is too domineering.

Flying high in the sky, Yilin used Mind Power to make a shield for herself to separate the wind and snow.

On the other hand, Xia Xiaoman couldn't continue to act with Qiankun Twist Lock because she was trembling with Jian Nanchun's flying sword.

"Tsk, junior sister, you are a monk at the ninth level of Qi absorption. You can easily keep the cold by venting the dantian and using the introductory technique."

The implication is that you should stop losing the face of the monks of the Tianjian Sect.

Jian Nanchun kindly reminded him and sighed secretly. Why did he bring a rookie out?

Look at Junior Brother Lin. The two entered the mountain at the same time. Junior Brother Lin is already proficient in refining weapons and formation techniques, and he stands still on the glider board. This temperament is one or two percent higher than him, which is very difficult.

Jian Nanchun didn't know that Yi Lin was cheating, but thought Yi Lin was using her skills to keep warm.

When Xia Xiaoman heard this, she had never imagined, so she tried to travel it for a few times, but she didn't expect it to work and was overjoyed.

"Junior Brother Lin, where are we going now?"

The three of them flew into two cars, crossed villages and counties, and until the border of Jinping Province, Jian Nanchun finally couldn't help but swaying his mother-in-law on the flying sword and asked: "By the way, Junior Brother Lin, you haven't told the senior brother yet, how should you use your small magic weapon? Are we going to find Junior Sister in Chao?"

"I'm thinking..." After coming out of Qingniu Village, Yi Lin kept thinking. It was not until Jian Nanchun shouted and asked where he would go next. Yi Lin came to his senses, looked at the vast depths of the wind and snow, and murmured to himself: "What if we kill the King of Zhennan when we pass by?"

hiss……
Chapter completed!