Moreover, when the surrounding snowflakes fall in front of him, they will be blocked by an invisible light curtain, and he cannot get close to him. He looks extremely strange. This handsome and tall young man is none other than Nangong Haotian, a rising star in the martial arts world.
The girl in green clothes on the horse on the left, with a pair of beautiful eyes shining with Qiaoling light, is Liu Qianwen, who is as beautiful as a flower.
Liu Qianwen wore a dark green bright satin dress and a green velvet antelope hair cloak. On her head was a large green velvet hood with a shawl. Her stainless steel sword with a green sheath and green silk tassels was inserted diagonally into the saddle from behind.
On the head.
Sitting on the saddle on the right is a white-haired old woman, holding an iron dove stick in her hand. She is Aunt Shan with bright eyes and a ruddy complexion. At this moment, she is not as calm as Nangong Haotian, and her lips are a little red due to the low temperature.
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Another gust of cold wind blew, and snowflakes flew in a rush, blowing directly on the three people's faces. Liu Qianwen couldn't help but tilt her body on the horse, and then turned her head.
Afterwards, Liu Qianwen looked at Aunt Shan and complained: "A few months ago, I was in the scorching southwest border, and a few months later, I came here to spend the winter, and I can't let anyone live!"
Aunt Shan shrugged her shoulders and said with emotion: "This is life in the world. You are still here alive and kicking today, but maybe you will be dead in the desert tomorrow..."
Liu Qianwen saw the sad look on Aunt Shan's face and said unhappily: "Aunt Shan, what's wrong with you today? On the first day you arrived in Hengshan, you said such unlucky words!"
Aunt Shan smiled nonchalantly and said: "Auntie, you are too superstitious. If you are so obsessed with auspicious methods, you'd better not go to the world and go back to take care of your children!"
"Uh-" Nangong Haotian was shocked by Aunt Shan's words and wisely kept silent.
Liu Qianwen thought it was reasonable, but she always felt uncomfortable mentally, so she glared at Nangong Haotian fiercely.
Just when Nangong Haotian said that he was innocent, he heard Aunt Shan continue to say: "The so-called Wangshan can run to death. Such a big mountain seems to be close, but in fact, there are still horses to run away from.
Woolen cloth!"
After listening to Aunt Shan's words, Nangong Haotian and Liu Qianwen raised their eyes to look at Hengshan.
Mount Hengshan is one of the Five Mountains. It was called Xuanyue in ancient times. Emperors of all dynasties came here to set up altars to offer sacrifices every year. It is a majestic mountain with towering mountains, flying springs and rocks, and many beautiful scenery.
However, at this time, it seemed that except for the dense clouds and the flying snowflakes, the majestic appearance of Hengshan was completely submerged by the clouds and mist, adding a bit of haze.
Liu Qianwen saw this scene and couldn't help but said in annoyance: "It's said that it's not the time for snow yet, but it's actually snowing. What a disappointment!"
Aunt Shan couldn't help but smile and asked, "Aunt Shan, when do you think it should snow?"
"The hail in June is bigger than an egg, so what should I say?" Aunt Shan shrugged.
Liu Qianwen suddenly had nothing to say!
Aunt Shan continued: "This is God's whim. He will do whatever he likes. How can we mortals understand it clearly? Alas, we can only bear it!"
Liu Qianwen also felt that there was no other way, while Nangong Haotian remained silent. After a period of silence, Liu Qianwen seemed to feel that it was too monotonous. She tilted her head and suddenly asked: "Aunt Shan, have you been to Hengshan?"
Aunt Shan said proudly: "There is no place in the world that I have not been to."
Liu Qianwen's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she asked unconsciously: "Tell me, what is the most fun place in Hengshan?"
Aunt Shan couldn't help but said with some air: "Damao Peak, also called Xuanyue Peak, is the top peak of Hengshan Mountain. It is high into the clouds, with towering ancient trees. It is lush and green, with waterfalls and flowing springs. There are countless wonders..."
Liu Qianwen had already seen too much of this and was not interested at all. She interrupted and asked, "What else is there?"
Aunt Shan said: "There is also Zizhiyu on the top of Hengshan Mountain. Not only is the sun warm and the wind is gentle, the mountains and flowers are everywhere, but the scenery is Changchun during the eight seasons, and the flowers are blooming all year round. It is truly a paradise in paradise!"
Liu Qianwen frowned and asked suspiciously: "What about now?"
"Now..." Aunt Shan shrugged. Looking at the snowflakes in the sky and the bare branches beside the road, Aunt Shan couldn't help but hesitate.
Nangong Haotian was amused for a while and waited for Aunt Shan's next words.
"Tell me, what's going on now?" Liu Qianwen saw Aunt Shan acting coy and couldn't help but asked anxiously.
Aunt Shan twisted her thin lips and said bravely: "Of course, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, red and green!"
"How many times have you been here in total?" Liu Qianwen asked curiously.
Aunt Shan said: "My old lady has lost count of how many times we have been here!"
Liu Qianwen listened and couldn't help but asked in confusion: "According to what you said, you should be very familiar with Hengshan. Then why don't you know how many nunneries there are in Hengshan?"
As soon as she mentioned the nunnery, Aunt Shan's old face was suddenly covered with a shadow of melancholy and uneasiness, and her temper became anxious. Her face sank, and Aunt Shan said unhappily: "My old lady always does this when she comes to Hengshan.
Those who have important events are not here to enjoy the scenery..."
"Huh?" But before she finished speaking, Liu Qianwen, who looked surprised, asked in confusion: "Aunt Shan, I was just talking casually, why do you need to get so angry?"
Aunt Shan felt she had lost her composure and forced herself to smile: "My old lady is also explaining it to you truthfully. I hope you don't mind, hehe!"
Liu Qianwen smiled with relief and said: "I won't mind, but I'm worried that you will be angry!"
Aunt Shan smiled apologetically and was about to say something when Nangong Haotian, who was riding in front, raised his hand and pointed in front of him and said: "Let's find an inn in the big town ahead to leave our horses, and then go into the mountains after dinner!"
After a while, the horse neighed loudly and galloped into the street of the big town with its head held high.
The streets were deserted and deserted, with no one in sight. At this time, the wind had weakened a lot and the snowflakes were still flying, but all the shops were closed.
Nangong Haotian saw that the carriage door of an inn not far away was still open, so he dismounted, pulled his horse and walked in.
When the shop boy saw Nangong Haotian running the horse at the front, he immediately bowed and smiled, and said respectfully: "Sir, are you staying at the hotel?"
Aunt Shan, who was still quite unhappy, said in a deep voice: "Nonsense, what are you doing here if you don't stay at the hotel?"
One of the shop boys quickly bent down, smiled and said respectfully: "Yes, grandma!"
Nangong Haotian looked at Aunt Shan who looked unhappy, shook her head and smiled, and asked in a friendly voice: "Xiaoer, is there a private courtyard?"
The shop boy who was scolded by Aunt Shan said respectfully: "Yes, yes, sir, please come with me."
After Nangong Haotian and the others handed the horses over to another shop boy, they followed the boy leading them towards the store.
Liu Qianwen saw that all the rooms in the store had their doors and windows closed, and asked unconsciously: "It seems that there aren't many guests staying in your store?"
The shop boy couldn't help but sigh and said helplessly: "Oh, it's not all the fault of the snow!"
"What's wrong with the snow?" Aunt Shan rolled her eyes at the waiter and asked angrily.
The shop boy said helplessly: "Everyone said that the snow was a bad omen, a natural disaster and a war. Those who didn't go out didn't dare to leave home anymore, and those who did went home in a hurry.
, there are still people staying there!”
Although Aunt Shan didn't agree with it, she didn't dare to say anything because she was afraid that if she said something, she would offend God, and she didn't know what bad things would happen!
While they were talking, the group of people had already arrived in front of a single courtyard. The shop boy opened the door and ushered the three of them in. Entering the courtyard door, the first thing they saw was a vast expanse of white. At this time, there was already a lot of snow in the courtyard, which is enough to prove that this
No one has stayed in the independent courtyard in recent days, which shows how deserted the hotel is.
Following the waiter to the door of the upper room, Nangong Haotian and the other two took advantage of the waiter to open the door to shake off the snowflakes on their bodies. Liu Qianwen gently helped Nangong Haotian remove the scattered snowflakes on his body. Nangong Haotian smiled, if it weren't for fear
It's so appalling that there won't be even a trace of snowflakes on his body.
Then Nangong Haotian patted the snowflakes off Liu Qianwen's head and entered the room.
Aunt Shan looked around and asked with concern: "Waiter, has there been a girl dressed in bright red in your store in the past few days?"
Although the shop boy felt that Aunt Shan was being rude, he knew that she had a bad temper and could not be provoked, so he could only reply with a smile: "No, because there are too few customers these days..."
When Aunt Shan heard what the waiter said, she said angrily: "I mean you stand outside the store every day to attract customers. Have you ever seen a girl in red, carrying a sword on her back, maybe riding a fast horse...
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The shop boy didn't wait for Aunt Shan to finish her words. He shrugged helplessly and replied: "Grandma, didn't I already tell you? There have been no customers these days, and the streets are deserted with a cold wind blowing and snow falling.
Why do you have to stand at the door and get cold!"
Aunt Shan felt that the last two sentences of the shop boy were contradictory, so she glared, but before she could speak, Nangong Haotian smiled and waved her hands, saying comfortingly: "Aunt Shan, sister Xiaowan is not so quick.
Maybe they are still behind us now!"
Then he waved his hand to the innocent-looking shop boy and said, "Hurry up and deliver meals for three people. Aunt Shan, give the second brother some reward first!"
Since it was the young master's order, Aunt Shan certainly did not dare to disobey it. She reluctantly took out a piece of broken silver and threw it to the waiter.
The shop boy didn't expect this young master to be so considerate of the suffering people. He was overjoyed. He took the money in his hand and hurriedly bowed and smiled, saying respectfully: "Thank you, young master, thank you, girl, thank you, grandma. I'll call you now."