The cold wind was howling, mixed with heavy snowfall, and the sky and the earth were snow-white.

Li Sheng shrank in front of the fire by the post station wall, and from time to time added two sticks of dry wood to the fire.

The sound of "clang" kept blowing from the two gates that had broken a large hole, and it was only to disturb people.

"Uncle, what can we do? If this snow continues to fall like this, we will really be stuck here. ”

"What can you do? God is going to snow, what else can you do! Second baby, don't worry about your daughter-in-law, go and block the door first, the noise will make people panic. ”

"That's it, that's it, don't worry about your daughter-in-law, just your family's spicy energy, I guarantee that no one in our village wants to steal her. Ha ha. ”

Li Sheng looked over along with the laughter, and saw that the young man called Erwazi's face was blushing, and his mouth was rude, "I, I don't want to show off, you, don't talk nonsense." It's not ......"

The two old men next to him and the two guys next to him suddenly burst into laughter, and the faces of the two children became more and more red.

Li Sheng smiled knowingly when he heard them, got up and walked to the door, and touched two uneven stones to press the door up.

This break is really noisy and panicked.

As soon as he reached the door, the cold wind outside mixed with the heavy snow immediately blew in his face, hitting his face like a knife.

He shuddered, and inadvertently looked out the door.

I saw that on the road outside the post station, which had been covered with vast white snow, there was a faint figure walking from the snow.

Li Sheng immediately stopped what he was doing and put the stone aside for the time being.

There is no village in front of this place, and there is no store in the back, and the figure in the snow obviously did not expect the heavy snow, and was affected by the heavy snow, and was trapped in the heavy snow.

It's freezing on this day, and you must find a place to shelter from the snow in the snowy weather, otherwise you won't be able to survive until nightfall. So, he'd come to this dilapidated inn for the night.

"What's the matter, scholar?"

The old man next to him looked at Li Sheng's movements and immediately asked.

Li Sheng hurriedly returned, "Uncle, there are people in the snow, they should come over." ”

The old man immediately walked to the hole in the door and looked out.

Sure enough, a figure was walking this way.

He immediately turned his head and said to the young man behind him, "Huzi, pour a bowl of hot soup and warm him up. ”

Sure enough, the visitor immediately came over after seeing this post station.

It didn't take long for someone to appear at the door of the dilapidated inn.

Li Sheng subconsciously gasped in the cold air.

Hiss——!

Because he only then found out that the person who came was actually dressed in a thin Taoist robe! On such a cold and freezing day, there were people walking in the wind and snow dressed like this?

Especially after seeing clearly that the other party's white bun was not caused by falling snow, but natural white, Li Sheng was even more surprised, and stayed by the door at the moment.

Zhang Jiao looked at the young man who was half-clinging to the door, and walked in slightly sideways.

As soon as he entered, he attracted a lot of attention.

The young man next to the old man, who was called Erwazi, poked at his companion and whispered with surprise on his face, "Huzi, Huzi, you see, this person's hair is white, his hair is white, and it's so ......short."

Another old man next to him immediately slapped him on the head, and after glaring at him fiercely, he immediately snatched the hot soup that Huzi had just poured out, walked up with it, and said with a sneer.

"Dao Chief, drink a cup of hot soup to warm up! That kid is a bastard, you adults have a lot of them, don't be like him. ”

Zhang Jiao bowed slightly, took the hot soup handed over by the old man and said, "Thank you, uncle." ”

After speaking, he raised the cup made of bamboo, looked at the coarse tea foam and a few particles like peppercorns floating inside, and took a sip.

The hot soup is bitter and tingy mixed with a slight numb taste, but as soon as it enters the stomach, a hot breath rises in the abdomen, and the cold air on the whole body due to the wind and snow is immediately driven away.

He drank the rest of the hot soup in one gulp and handed the cup back. "Thank you for your hospitality. ”

The old man hurriedly waved his hand and said with a sneer, "The Taoist chief is polite, the coarse soup in the mountains and fields, thank you for not disliking it, I don't know if you want another cup for the long time?"

Zhang Jiao nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you." ”

The old man immediately smiled and took the cup, filled another cup and brought it to him.

"Dao Chief, please use it. ”

Zhang Jiao took the cup, and after returning the salute, he found a place to stay in the corner of the post station, sat down cross-legged with the cup, took out a book and looked through it carefully.

He quietly sipped the hot soup in his cup, not paying the slightest attention to the sneaky gaze from the room.

There was a sudden silence in the inn, save for the crackling sound of the fire burning.

Li Sheng secretly looked at this strange Taoist who had just walked in, and all kinds of thoughts kept rolling in his mind for a while.

He had just seen that there were no footprints left on the snow surface that this person had walked on, as if he had flown over from the snow.

The various dramas and stories I had heard and watched before kept coming to my heart, and they became one guess after another in my heart.

Is he a true person with successful cultivation, or a high-roller with strong martial arts, or a snow demon in this heavy snow?

Time passed slowly and continuously in his guesses.

The wind and snow outside showed no signs of improvement, until it was almost dark, and there was a faint sound of people outside.

"Big brother, look, there's a post station in front, and there's a fire in it. ”

After a while, the door of the post station creaked open.

Four men dressed in robes and hats walked in, holding knives and sticks, looking like people in the rivers and lakes.

However, the leading man spoke very politely, he looked to be in his early thirties, and he had a large beard.

The bearded man hugged his fist at everyone in the house, and Lang Lang said, "The heavy snow is blocking the road, and our brothers will temporarily borrow your land to live for the night, and please bear with me." ”

The two old men hurriedly said that they didn't dare, and asked them to feel free.

The beard immediately shook his fist twice, and then walked in with the three brothers behind him, and then chose a place to the left of the room, and began to shake off the snowflakes on his body, and by the way, he looked for wood to make a fire.

Between actions, his gaze kept sweeping over the people in the room.

Scholar, foot merchant, Taoist.

His gaze finally fell on Zhang Jiao, and after a few vague glances, he immediately moved away without a trace.

Zhang Jiao didn't seem to notice it, still looking at the book in his hand.

A thin book, he read it for almost an afternoon, and he didn't turn a few pages.

Here, by the time they had cleaned up their beards, it was already completely dark outside, and only a few fires in front of them were shining.

In the dilapidated post station, there was constantly a cold wind blowing in, and everyone subconsciously shrank their shoulders.

"What the hell is the weather. ”

A strong man behind the beard scolded in a low voice, he took out the gourd he was carrying, pulled out the gourd, poured a glass of rice wine like mash to several brothers in front of him, and shouted to a few young men behind the old man, "Friend, do you want a cup?"

As he spoke, he took the gourd and poured a glass for everyone in the room, even Zhang Jiao.

"See you today, that's fate, let's go one?"

Beard raised his glass, toasted to everyone, and drank it down.

"Happy. ”

The three young people behind the old man next to him immediately became agitated, but they still remembered what they said when they came out, and after getting the approval of the elders, they couldn't wait to take a small sip, and secretly smashed their mouths to reminisce.

Zhang Jiao picked up the wine glass, and by the light of the fire, he saw that the wine in the glass was turbid, and there was a faint sour smell.

He shook it gently and took a slow sip.

The wine has a very light taste, and there is some pantothenic acid, and there are a lot of impurities.

After this, everyone slowly became active, and began to pull up from south to north, and for a while, the post station gradually became lively, a little more lively.

Zhang Jiao listened to their conversation silently on the side, and his figure fell into darkness, as if the whole person did not exist.

Gradually, with the second watch day halfway through.

Li Sheng had already begun to yawn slightly, and the old man next to him was also seduced by his sleepy eyes, yawned, and slowly narrowed his eyes against his companion.

The post station slowly fell silent.

The beard looked at the narrowed crowd, and slowly walked outside the house, and when he was about to soak in the water, a brother behind him also came out.

"Head?"

His brother ran his hand across his neck and tilted his head into the room.

The beard immediately shook his head, and turned his hand outward in a pocket shape, meaning that there was not much oil and water in it, so he didn't make this ticket.

His brother immediately nodded, signaling that he understood.

The beard patted him on the shoulder, but he didn't finish what he was saying.

If it was usual, this ticket would have been done, but the strange white-haired Taoist priest in the post station today, he has not been able to see through it, and it is better to be safe and safe, so as to cause other troubles.

The beard shook his hips a few times while thinking, then lifted his trouser belt and immediately walked to the inn.

The brother behind him walked in with him.

When everyone in the house heard the sound of the door opening, they immediately looked up, and when they saw that it was him, they immediately lay down and squinted again.

As the night deepened, the sound of the snow outside seemed to fade away.

The beard was napping, and suddenly, he seemed to hear a slight movement outside the door.

He immediately came to his senses, lifted the long knife he had been holding in his arms, quietly kicked the brother next to him a few times, and then slowly touched the cat's waist next to the door.

Walk lightly for a distance of more than a dozen steps.

He looked out through the hole in the door, right inside his hole.

A huge bloodshot eye is quietly looking into the inn!

The beard and the eye are now in staring together.

The next moment.

Bang Dang——!

The door panel collapsed with a bang.

A black wind rushed into the room from outside the door with a roar, and the fire on the ground was extinguished in an instant.