Chapter Twenty-Four: Heavy Snow, Broken Temple, Jinyi Guard!

Looking at the corpse that had been carried aside, Lin Nuo was silent, this was his first winter after coming to this world.

In the past, although the weather was also cold, there were basically few snowflakes falling, and few people froze to death.

But since arriving in the north, especially after the snowfall, more and more people have died on the roadside, and the situation of freezing to death will continue for some time.

Throughout the Hongzhi period, the country was generally stable, and there were no major natural and man-made disasters.

But after seeing the people who froze to death one by one, Lin Nuo's heart has always been heavy.

This kind of era when many people will freeze to death every winter is already an era of stability and prosperity, and it can be imagined that when the Xiaoice era arrives in a few decades, the scene of disaster victims everywhere and starvation will be desperate in the hearts of the people!

"Let's go!"

Lin Nuo sighed, waved his hand at the coachman, and did not continue to get into the carriage, but his body shook suddenly, and suddenly, there was a crackling sound between his bones, and an invisible energy burst out around the whole person, and the snowflakes that fell on his body were thrown out.

The next moment, his figure was like an ape running over, and after a few ups and downs, he rushed to the ruined temple dozens of meters away.

Lin Nuo did not enter immediately, but paused outside the door, quietly sensing the situation inside the ruined temple.

Although his martial arts skills are good, it is better to be cautious when he goes out, and now in this cold and freezing moment, the victims can do anything in order to survive.

Fortunately, after some observation, there were no living people inside, just some wild dogs hiding in the temple to avoid the cold, Lin Nuo did not drive them out, although the small temple was not too big, but it was more than enough for the three of them to hide from the wind and snow.

This dilapidated temple, I don't know which way the gods are enshrined, the statue has long been dilapidated, and its specific appearance can not be seen clearly, and it seems to have been abandoned for several years.

But it's not surprising, now that the common people themselves can't live, then there is still spare time to worship the gods?

After a brief sweep of the ground, the coachman had already driven the carriage to the temple, untied the reins of the carriage, and led the horses into the temple.

Now it's freezing outside, although Lin Nuo has prepared a lot of cold-proof things on the road, and has spread a thick quilt on the horse's body, but even so, if you stay in the wind and snow for a long time, you will still get frostbitten.

When the coachman came in, he pulled the big white horse aside, and from time to time he took out some bean-like things from the cloth bag in his arms and fed them to the horses.

"My lord, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, it is estimated that we will make up here for a night tonight, you are the stars in the sky, and you are really wronged to spend the night in this kind of place. ”

"Brother is polite, although I am a scholar, I have also practiced martial arts for many days, and I can still stand this cold!"

Lin Nuo was very polite to this coachman, this person, in his opinion, was definitely not simple.

After several trips, the coachman Xiu'er was looking for was this person, and this time he traveled thousands of miles north all the way, even Lin Nuo, a good hand in the rivers and lakes, felt a little tired, but this coachman who looked like an ordinary person, driving all the way, didn't look sluggish at all.

The most peculiar thing is that although the coachman is tall and burly, and has a beard on his face, his hands are white and smooth, and he does not look like an ordinary person who works as a coolie to eat, but more like a rich family.

Because of Xiu'er's face, Lin Nuo didn't ask the coachman's origin, but after a few more glances, he turned his gaze to the door.

At this time, Xiu'er was wearing a white robe, a long sword hanging from her waist, a white veil covering her face, and a large white cloak.

At this time, she held a few umbrellas in her hands, stretched them out, and covered the top of the carriage to prevent the entire top of the carriage from being buried after a night of snowfall.

The snow fell one after another, and although there was an umbrella to cover it, it was still covered with a thick layer on Xiu'er's cloak after a while.

But every time the snow fell all over her body, her body would shake slightly, and in this tremble, all the snow on her body seemed to be greatly repelled and bounced out in an instant.

Lin Nuo looked at this scene with some admiration, although he could barely be regarded as a first-class master after a year of cultivation, but he couldn't do it to repel the snowflakes on his body as lightly as Xiu'er.

This requires almost complete control over every part of one's body, and the ability to control and release internal forces to the smallest degree.

Unlike Lin Nuo, even if he shakes off the snowflakes, he will make a crackling sound, and he can't move things silently.

After securing the umbrella at the top of the carriage, Xiu'er took out some blankets from the carriage, wrapped in some food and a pot of wine.

Xiu'er and Lin Nuo don't like to drink, even if it's freezing today, they still don't have the desire to drink, this wine is for the coachman.

After taking the wine jug from Xiu'er's hand, after the coachman thanked him, he leaned on the side of the statue and drank deliciously, while Lin Nuo and Xiu'er simply ate some dry food, then sat on the blanket and began to practice internal strength.

The ice and snow, the four fields are silent, it is definitely a difficult night for ordinary people, but for Lin Nuo and the others, the internal force in the body is constantly circulating, and this cold is nothing.

"Stomp, stomp!"

"Sigh Rhythm ~~"

The sky was completely dark, and at this moment, outside the ruined temple, a sound of horses' hooves sounded, and then the temple door was opened, and a group of people and horses walked into the temple.

These people, dressed in black power suits, with long knives hanging from their waists, and a large black wolfskin cloak, more than a dozen people crowded in, which suddenly made the originally spacious temple extremely crowded.

"My son-in-law is going to rest here tonight, you guys, leave immediately!"

The first person was covered by a cloak and couldn't see his specific face clearly, but this person had a vicious aura all over his body, as if his hands were stained with blood, and he was a ruthless character who had killed people.

Lin Nuo opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the other party, and then focused his gaze on the long knife at his waist.

On the scabbard, there are many gilded silver decorations, which seem to be just decorative items, but Lin Nuo basically determined the origin of this knife with just one glance.

Embroidered spring sword!

This group of people turned out to be Jinyiwei, the person who could be called the escort of the son by them, in this Ming Dynasty, it can be regarded as a big man with hands and eyes.

Passing over this group of people, Lin Nuo's eyes glanced outside the temple gate, at this time, outside the broken temple, a carriage that looked extremely majestic but not luxurious, was slowly coming, under the escort of several brocade guards, a young man who looked thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a dark yellow cotton robe, slowly walked out of the carriage.

"Leave quickly, don't leave, don't kill!"

Seeing that the little boy in the carriage had already gotten out of the carriage, the Jinyi guard headed by him suddenly pulled out a long knife, it seemed that if Lin Nuo dared not agree, he would really take out the knife!

Seeing this, Lin Nuo's face turned cold, others are afraid of you Jinyiwei, he Lin Nuo is not afraid, it's a big deal to bury all of you in this iceberg and snow, and when the time comes, there is no proof of death, what can Jinyiwei do?

It's not the first time that Lin Nuo and his wife have done this, and it's nothing if they do it again!