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Chapter 285: Sweeping the snow off the building with one finger

Chen Zhenghai was particularly hospitable and stayed with Chen Changsheng for a dinner.

Obviously, Chen Zhenghai had already faded away from the world, so Chen Changsheng did not mention this matter or ask about the past.

Dinner was cooked by Chen Zhenghai. There was not much to eat after the heavy snowfall. Most of it was game from the forest, which had a unique flavor after being cooked.

Chen Changsheng saw that they were alone, so he asked: "That little girl, doesn't she want to eat?"

Looking through the window toward the backyard, Ajun was standing in the snow repeatedly swinging a sword. Her face was red from the cold, but she still didn't stop.

Chen Zhenghai said: "An iron embryo can only become a peerless sword after being beaten with thousands of hammers."

Chen Changsheng turned around and asked, "Is this little girl a good swordsman?"

Chen Zhenghai shook his head and said, "Just because I'm not, I always suffer more than others."

Chen Changsheng nodded slightly and said, "No wonder..."

Chen Zhenghai cut off a piece of meat and handed it to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand to take it and said thank you. The meat was full of aroma. It was so satisfying to eat the meat. It was even more rare to drink some strong wine.

Chen Zhenghai left some for Ajun. After drinking and eating, Ajun outside the house had not finished swinging the five hundred swords.

Chen Changsheng looked at the girl in the courtyard. There seemed to be something else in Ajun's eyes, urging the eight or nine-year-old girl to keep swinging her sword in the snow.

Chen Zhenghai breathed a sigh of relief and said: "There are only two things in the world that can make people fearless, one is courage, and the other is hatred."

Chen Changsheng withdrew his gaze and said, "The grudges of the previous generation?"

Chen Zhenghai nodded and said: "This little girl survived because of hatred. Later she was taken in by me and did some idle work here. I don't walk around in the world anymore, but I still have to find someone to pass on the mantle.

Yes, she is good."

"is that so……"

Chen Changsheng thought of the innkeeper. He looked at the little girl and felt a little absent-minded for a moment.

Chen Zhenghai took a look at the sky and said, "Sir, you might as well rest here for the night. It looks like there will be heavy snow. The cold wind at night is very strong."

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "No, Chen has to continue on his way."

"Further north is no man's land. Where are you going, sir?"

"After passing the so-called no man's land, go north."

Chen Zhenghai was stunned for a moment and asked: "Sir, don't you also believe in the fairy world?"

"Immortal world?" Chen Changsheng was puzzled.

Chen Zhenghai explained that these are nothing more than rumors in the world, saying that the far north is a place of ascension, and those who arrive can ascend during the day and go to the land of gods.

But in that uninhabited land, there were overlapping snow-capped mountains, and everyone who went there died on the road without exception, mostly from freezing to death.

When Chen Changsheng thought of the divine realm, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Where did the fairy realm come from? It's just a tomb."

Chen Zhenghai didn't know the deeper meaning, so he just nodded and said, "What you said is true."

Many people died along the way.

Until now, few people have tried it.

The two didn't chat for long. Chen Changsheng stood up and planned to leave.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Chen Zhenghai said, "I wonder if I can ask you a small favor, sir."

After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "Let's just say it."

Chen Zhenghai looked at Ajun in the snow and said: "Although I have some martial arts skills, when it comes to teaching people, I am far behind, so sir, could you please give me some advice as a young apprentice?

"

Chen Changsheng looked at the little girl. He thought for a moment, but did not nod in agreement.

Chen Zhenghai saw Chen Changsheng's reaction, so he said: "If it doesn't work, forget it, just treat it as my random words, sir, don't blame me."

"She has her own destiny."

Chen Changsheng said: "Chen can't interfere, but he will keep every meal and tea in mind."

"Chen, I noticed that there is a lot of snow in front of the building. How about helping to clean it up?"

After hearing this, Chen Zhenghai said: "There is no need to trouble Sir with such a small matter."

Chen Changsheng raised his hand and looked away from Feixue in front of the building.

Chen Zhenghai was suddenly startled. Under his gaze, the flying snow outside the building dissipated in an instant and turned into a trickle.

The snow on the mountain melted, and everything revived, sprouts sprouted, lawns grew, and the dead trees became as green as spring in the blink of an eye.

The wooden sword fell to the ground.

Ajun, who was wielding his sword, was also stunned.

Instant rejuvenation.

This mountain seems to be an out-of-this-world place on Beiyun Road, with snow falling from all directions, everyone avoids this place.

"Teacher, master..."

Ajun turned around stiffly, her eyes filled with confusion, as if she had seen a ghost.

Chen Zhenghai's arms trembled slightly, and he came to his senses in a daze.

When he turned his head again, he could no longer see the shadow of Mr. Qingshan.

"immortal……"

Chen Zhenghai's heart trembled, his eyes were blank, looking at the spring-like scene in front of him, as if he was in a dream.

Ajun stepped forward and pulled Master's sleeves, shouting: "Master, wake up, Master."

Chen Zhenghai came to his senses, reached out and touched Ajun's hair, and then walked into the lush mountain forest.

He touched the plants and trees, and the greenery rose.

Even now, he still couldn't believe it.

Arjun said: "Master, am I dreaming?"

Chen Zhenghai murmured: "It's not a dream, it's not a dream..."

He turned his head and looked at the road. As he expected, the man in blue shirt had long since disappeared.

Chen Zhenghai was silent, and a little breeze blew through his hair. He knew that he might no longer have any fate with that god, so he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Ajun's eyes were filled with confusion, and he wanted to ask Master why this was happening.

Chen Zhenghai remembered what the gentleman said before leaving.

'She has her own destiny.'

But Chen Zhenghai just sighed slightly, touched Ajun's hair and said: "Ajun, we don't have this life, don't think about it, don't think about it..."

Ajun blinked and looked at Master. She didn't know why Master would say such a sigh, which always made her feel a little strange.

"Master, what should Ajun be thinking about?"

Ajun didn't understand. At her age, she didn't seem to understand what was happening.

After hearing this, Chen Zhenghai smiled and said, "Yes, I don't want to."

Ajun looked at Master, she frowned and said, "Master is so strange."

Chen Zhenghai laughed loudly and said: "Yes, Master is strange. If Master is not strange, then it is strange."

Ajun was a little confused when he heard this, not knowing what the master was talking nonsense about.

Chen Zhenghai will no longer think about the things he cannot get, but what he saw today will still be engraved in his heart.

At least he actually saw it.

Chen Zhenghai stared at the lush greenery in front of him for a long time, and a happy smile gradually appeared on his face.

"This winter should be much better."

"It's actually pretty good."


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