It was not until the night was dusk that Qingyin woke up.
When he woke up, Qingyin found herself lying in the bamboo house.
On the pillar in the center of the house, there is a night pearl for lighting, which is shining with white light, making the house look like daytime.
Qingyin sat up, put on her cloth shoes, and walked outside the house. She unexpectedly found that there was snow falling outside the yard.
The bamboo forest is covered with silver, as if it is a thick wool blanket.
In Qingyin's memory, she had never seen snow.
When she saw this scene for the first time, she screamed in surprise, "Snow, it's snow..."
Don't care about the howling cold wind outside, and wearing thin clothes, Qingyin lifted up the hem of the skirt, ran to the yard and started playing with snow.
Lian came out of another room and saw that the little disciple's face was red and his pink mouth was purple, but he was having fun in the snow.
Seeing the master standing on the railings in a jade-like manner, Qingyin smiled and recruited him, "Master, look, it's snowing!"
"Yes, it's snowing." Lian curled the corners of her lips and smiled.
It seems that I haven't seen snow in a long time.
"Master, isn't it summer now? Why does it snow?" Qingyin pinched a snow ball and took a big bite.
I thought this snow ball would smell, but I didn’t expect it to be faint.
Qingyin was suddenly disappointed and threw the snow ball to the ground.
Seeing that his little apprentice treating the snow ball as candy, Lian couldn't help laughing, "The central area of the Rain and Fog Forest will be different during the day and at night! The sun is hard to get hot during the day, and there will be snow flying at night!"
"There is such a strange thing?" Qingyin was surprised, patted Luo Xue on her body and walked towards her master.
Upon climbing the steps, she naturally held Lian's arm and said with a smile: "Master, did you pause here on purpose?"
She remembered that she seemed to say it once.
She said that she had never seen snow since she was a child. If she had the chance, she must be aware of it.
Now it seems that the master must have kept that matter in mind.
"What do you think!" Lian looked at her with a smile, raised her hand, and took off a piece of snowflake from her hair.
Qingyin nodded with a smile, "It must be...ah Qiu..."
Before he could finish his words, he sneezes a big sneeze.
"Master, the disciple seems to have caught a cold... Hiss... It's so cold..." Qingyin shook her shoulders and her teeth began to snatch up and down.
No need to think about it, everyone knows it’s a cold.
"Now I know it's cold? Why didn't I feel it just now?" Lian shook her head with a look of regret.
My little disciple is from the south and flowers bloom all year round, so she is naturally not used to this cold and snowy day.
She is wearing thin summer clothes now, and she has been playing in the snow for so long, and it is strange not to catch a cold.
"The disciple was happy for a while, forgot! Ah Qiu..." Qingyin could no longer hold it back. The snow was really beautiful, but it was really cold.
Lian shook her head helplessly and took her little disciple into the house.
A pot of charcoal fire was generated by using spells, and the temperature inside the house instantly heated up a lot.
Qingyin covered her thick quilt and nestled on the soft couch, revealing a head, watching her master boiling ginger soup for her on the fire.
"Master, why do you seem to know everything?" Looking at Master's skillful techniques, Qingyin couldn't help but wonder.
Lian poured out the ginger soup from the jar, brought it to Qingyin, glanced at her, and said lightly: "With a naughty apprentice like you, I can't even think about it."