Ten years later.

Northwest, a certain unknown mountain.

The sky was dark, the cold wind was sad, and heavy snow fell, the ice was three feet long, and the boundless whiteness made people dizzy.

A group of three people were slowly walking along the winding waterway toward the top of the mountain.

The leader was a middle-aged man about forty years old. The man had a national face and looked honest. However, when he reached out to wipe away the snowflakes on his face, his eyes suddenly revealed his nature.

"Uncle Master, when will it be here?"

Behind the man, two teenagers, a man and a woman, were handsome and tender. The boy had a hint of tenderness and was always projected on the girl. When the girl was exhausted, she would occasionally reach out to help.

The only girl among the three who was loudly complaining was the only girl among the three. The girl had a beautiful face, thin eyebrows and big eyes, and a slightly pouted red lips, showing a bit of coquettishness. At a glance, you could tell that she grew up under the doting of her elders at home. She was clearly complaining, but it sounded more like she was acting coquettish.

"It's arrived soon, hey, you've asked eighty times along the way!"

When the girl heard her uncle's perfunctory answer, she felt very dissatisfied, but she didn't dare to confront her elders in person, so she had to mutter in a low voice: "It's so fast, how long is it? Last time I said it was so fast, it's almost thirty minutes, and it's not here soon."

The uncle turned around suddenly: "What are you talking nonsense about by the dead girl!"

"No, no! I, I'm singing and playing... I didn't say anything." The girl was so frightened that her uncle had such a clever ear. She could hear her talking through such a big wind and snow. The more she spoke, the less she was. In the last few words, it seemed like a mosquito hum. It seemed as if she felt the girl's dissatisfaction. The biting north wind wrapped in snowflakes and kept drilling into her neck, making the little girl shiver, and her pale cheeks suddenly turned blue.

The little girl was cold and uncomfortable, and suddenly she felt the illusion that she would become an icicle in the next second. She couldn't help but stomp her feet hard on the ground, and found in despair that the situation not only did not ease, but instead made her frozen toes even more numb as if they were not theirs.

I once again regretted that I shouldn't have followed my uncle to this ghost place.

The boy looked at her worriedly, trying to persuade the girl to preserve her strength, but recalling her usual temper, she was worried that she would make her even more annoyed after reminding her. Her lips stammered for a moment, and she didn't say anything in the end.

Seeing that his juniors were so cold, Uncle Master felt quite distressed. After thinking about it, he still spoke and diverted their attention: "You know the ancient tomb you discovered this time."

The two little ones looked at each other and said in unison: "I know."

"I heard that it was a warlord, and there were so many good things inside."

Uncle Master smiled and said, "Yes, did our Yaoshan Sect send an eight-person team out a few days ago? He just went to this warlord tomb to help fight. After the matter was completed, he could get a lot of old objects. As a result, everyone was broken into it. I heard that there were big rice dumplings in this tomb."

"How is this possible?!"

The boy was shocked and subconsciously looked at the girl beside him. Sure enough, after seeing the girl swallowing a deep saliva, her bright eyes were filled with a eagerness to try.

Big Zongzi is a jargon in the world of fighting, referring to those corpses that have not rotten and well preserved. When encountering big Zongzi, it generally means that they are in big trouble.

Although their Yaoshan Sect is a bowl of the Heavenly Master, it just sounds tall and noble. To put it nicely, it is because it takes catching ghosts and subduing monsters as its mission, but now it has been reformed and opened up, so there are so many monsters and monsters. Occasionally, when they meet a haunted family, it is considered a big order. There is no way. In order to survive, they can only contact all the three religions and all kinds of people, and they can also receive some extra money.

Although the girl has only been a year since she entered the sect, she is very talented and has a decent look in painting talismans and chanting spells. She is also very skilled and brave. The head of the sect said that she was born to eat this bowl of rice. She almost recognized her as the next head of the sect inside and outside the sect. She is this irritable temperament and needs to be polished.

The boy was worried that the girl would run to take risks, and the conversation between the uncle and nephew was still continuing.

"How is it impossible?" The uncle in front of the master snorted, and then said, "It is not the tomb that has the older it will cause trouble. Sometimes the difficulty level of the tomb is closely related to the tomb owner. This time the tomb is so dangerous, I believe that the tomb owner must not be a good person in his lifetime!"

The girl's dark eyes rolled and she said curiously: "Then we are looking for foreign aid this time, right? Who is the other party?"

"I also want to know who he is." The master looked back and looked at the girl, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled, as if he was laughing, as if he was because he was so cold that he looked a little stiff.

"This is a strange man from the world who suddenly became famous in the past eight years. His master's origin is as mysterious as his age. If there is any strife he participates in, there is no unstable reason. Even some experienced seniors are convinced by his abilities."

"What's his name?" The girl was even more curious.

Uncle Master raised his index finger mysteriously: "We call him - Mr. Yu."

As I spoke all the way, I gradually stopped feeling cold.

What’s strange is that the higher you go, the less snow you fall within your sight. A hundred meters away from the top of the mountain is even less snow, revealing the long-lost yellow-brown earth.

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"Mr. Yu" was standing under an ancient tree with a headache at this time, looking up at the thick canopy. Between the leaves, a golden tail feather suddenly disappeared.

Yu Qing deliberately coughed twice, but there was no reaction at all. His handsome face couldn't help but raise a helpless smile, stepped forward and tapped the tree trunk twice, and said softly: "Ningning, can you speak down? If you are angry, don't climb onto the tree. What if you accidentally fall down?"

Since I brought this little guy home ten years ago, Yu Qing's bottom line has been reduced again and again in front of Ningning. After getting familiar with him, Ningning's nature has been completely exposed. She is lazy and greedy, and Yu Qing takes care of her in everything. She was not used to it at first, but after ten years, taking care of her has become an instinct, and if she surrenders, she will be open to her mouth.

I have to say that Yu Qing's gentle expression is completely different from his going out. If he is seen by those who say all good things but cannot get Mr. Yu's face, he will probably shout in horror. Is this still the cold and taciturn Mr. Yu who is as cold and taciturn as a flower on the high mountain?

The exposed tail wing shook and shrank in. Yu Qing couldn't see anything. He frowned immediately. Then a soft and soft child voice came from above, full of accusations: "Yu Qing is a big bad guy! He stole my stuff again!"

"It's my fault. Sorry, baby, I will never do it next time. Forgive me--" Yu Qing apologized in a good manner. When he saw this familiar attitude, he knew that such a scene had definitely happened more than once.

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