Winter in the village of Koucang is particularly poignant, as if a woman in costume is sleeping on the earth, covered with a thin layer of silver frost. The cyclone of Yuan Yuan Ming has condensed more than one hundred and ninety, and it is still far from successfully transforming the sea of qi, there is no smoke and rain corridor here, and there is no fairy music, some are just old farmers farming, and children are playing.

The tavern was open as always, and the number of people coming and going gradually increased, and most of them didn't do anything at this time, sitting in groups of three or five at the table of the tavern, talking about some things. The matter of Yuan Ming's stay in Song Yuanming's house naturally became an indispensable topic of conversation.

"Old Song, how is that doll living in that house?" someone asked.

"I drove them away. Song Yuanming took a sip of wine, which was extremely spicy, and went straight to Tianyuan.

"What's wrong? Isn't this like what our Dicang people do?" the man said with a little dissatisfaction, indeed, although everyone will brag and say some nonsense, but the people in the village are very good, and they are kind at heart, otherwise, they will not let Yuan Ming live in his own house with an unknown person.

"The kid is not honest, I don't like him. Song Yuanming took a sip of wine depressedly.

"Aren't you still worried that Shuangyue will run away with such a tender baby who has not grown all her hair?"

"I just don't like it anyway. Song Yuanming muttered.

"You drove the baby away, can Frost Moon agree?"

"It's useless if she doesn't agree, I have the final say in our family. Song Yuanming said.

A sneer sounded, who doesn't know that Song Yuanming is a person who is afraid of his wife? It has always been his wife who says one, and he doesn't dare to say two.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, Song Yuanming tightened his clothes and walked home with a wine bottle, he was going home with a wine bottle today, and he had to drink it in front of Shuangyue!

"Ouch-"

In a daze, Song Yuanming seemed to have bumped into something, and struggled to open his eyes to look.

On the ground sat a woman in yellow, with a slender figure and a delicate face, like a flower that seduced people's souls.

Isn't she cold just lying in the snow like this, rubbing the place where she was hit, with her long legs naked in the snowdrift outside?

This was Song Yuanming's first thought, and he immediately reacted that he had bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry girl, I'm sorry. Song Yuanming stretched out his hand to pull the girl up, but the girl was actually pasted up, with jade lotus-like arms wrapped around the back of Song Yuanming's neck, those big eyes that seemed to hook people's souls stared at Song Yuanming, red lips opened lightly, and exhaled like an orchid: "Son, my legs and feet are inconvenient, can you take me home to warm my feet?"

Song Yuanming was like an electric shock, trembling all over, and directly reached out and threw the girl back into the snow, and quickly read in his mouth: "Sin, sin, sin." ”

"You... The woman didn't seem to react, there are such incomprehensible people in this world.

"Childe, you hurt me. The woman rubbed her back and slowly stood up.

Gently moving the lotus step, he walked towards Song Yuanming, and he was about to pounce on Song Yuanming.

Song Yuanming took a step back, lowered his head and said, "Girl, don't be like this, you are like this, I will be easily beaten." When he raised his head, Song Yuanming's face had already turned bitter melon color.

"Lady, why are you here? Song Yuanming looked up and saw his lady standing next to the woman, looking at him with a frosty face.

"Sister, listen to my explanation. The woman's face was slightly anxious, and she gently tugged at the sleeve of Frost Moon's shirt.

"Who's your sister. Frost Moon looked at the woman with an angry expression.

"Why did you run out to drink again?" asked Frost Moon sharply.

"I really didn't mean to, huh?" Song Yuanming hurriedly explained, but then he realized that his wife was not asking about this matter.

"Drink less in the future, drinking too much won't do you good. ”

"Oh. ”

"Go home, I'm done. Shuangyue pulled Song Yuanming around the woman in yellow and was about to leave.

"Sister, wait. The woman in yellow hurriedly stopped Frost Moon.

"Girl, what's wrong?" Frost Moon sneered at the man.

"It's so late, my sister has nowhere to go, I don't know if I can go to my sister's house to borrow a night?" The woman in yellow coughed lightly, and the whole person looked sick.

"Inconvenient. Frost Moon said domineeringly.

The woman in yellow turned her head to look at Song Yuanming, expecting this guy to be able to open up a bit.

But the result was destined to disappoint her, Song Yuanming turned his head, and looked like I was not familiar with you.

Frost Moon pulled Song Yuanming, and the two of them walked farther and farther in the snow, arguing about something while walking, and finally it seemed that Frost Moon compromised, leaning on Song Yuanming's shoulder, and both disappeared into the snow curtain

The woman in yellow had a gloomy face, and when the next man with a wine bottle came out of the wine shop, she repeated her old tricks, lay down in the man's arms easily, and walked away with a smile.

In addition to practicing a set of unknown combat skills in the morning and evening, the old man Mu eats and sleeps all day long.

Yuan Ming can't say what's strange, maybe it's just to strengthen his body. A few times, I followed the side to learn twice, but I felt that the breath around me was not smooth, so I hurriedly stopped.

There was nothing to do all day, so he simply took an empty Naling bag, put the falling snow in the sky into the bag, and preserved it with a special technique so that the snowflakes would not melt.

Maybe it's just for fun, maybe it's for something else.

By the way, I took advantage of this time to travel all over Dicang Village, and there was indeed a Yunshan disciple living there fifty miles away, Yuan Ming went to meet him, and that disciple was quite approachable, and instructed Yuan Ming to practice well, and the rest did not have to worry.

Later, he also secretly went to Shuangyue's house once, and saw that the husband and wife were in harmony, and he was also relieved, Shuangyue was twisting Song Yuanming's ears and scolding something, looking at the technique, it is estimated that he didn't make a heavy hand, but just made a show.

When he walked to a certain grass hut, Yuan Ming seemed to smell a trace of death, very faint, but there was, Yuan Ming glanced at it, and it happened that a pair of big eyes inside also happened to look out, with autumn water in his eyes, secretly sending autumn waves.

"Girl, is your family dead?" asked Yuan Ming as he stood in the doorway.

"Bah, what is this, I am alone in my house, there are some dead people there, if Childe is willing to live in, there may be one dead ghost. The woman said, her face pink, delicate.

"Forget it if you don't, it's bad luck here, the girl should move out earlier. Yuan Ming frowned, he did smell something.

"Hurry up, get out of here, it's bad luck. The woman in yellow threw out a wooden stick to drive Yuan Ming away.