The cold wind is like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board and all living beings as fish and meat.

Thousands of miles of snow, with the sky as the oven, dissolving all things into silver.

A thin figure carrying a rusty wood knife is walking in the snow step by step, and from his thin clothes, you really can't imagine that he is walking in the ice and snow now.

However, I felt the loneliness of a swordsman from his bleak figure, like a lone wolf walking in the snow, walking aimlessly and aimlessly, until he stopped in front of a small tree the thickness of a tall wrist, and saw the knife in his hand come into close contact with the small tree at an incredible angle and speed.

The knife in his hand was like a propeller, constantly waving, watching him chop happily, he didn't feel a little tired at all, and finally the little tree couldn't bear his blade, and collapsed, he didn't stop, but divided the small tree again, and finally the small tree was divided into seven pieces!

He took out the rope from his arms and tied the seven sections of trees together, he finally turned his head, his eyebrows were very thick, under the eyebrows were a pair of small but very charming eyes, his nose was also very straight, and his lips were not thin or thick, this was definitely a handsome face that could make thousands of girls fan, but this handsome face was full of indifference, which made him give people a feeling of rejection thousands of miles away.

He grabbed the rope in his right hand, put one end on his shoulder, and held the firewood knife in the other, he actually dragged the thousands of pounds of trees like nothing, stepping on the snow and walking back along the road when he came, he walked not fast, but not slow, and after a while, a small village came into view.

He dragged the trees into a farmyard, then snapped the snow under his feet, stepped into the house and said his first words from the time he appeared, "Master, this is the firewood that the master asked me to send you!"

"Get out!" a woman scolded from inside the house, "Go back and tell me about the dead ghost master, he is willing to live on the mountain, then let him die there!"

"Master, the master asked me to take the word and let you smoke less in the future!"

"I said Chu Yun, which tendon is wrong with you? Your dead ghost master is mentally ill all day, yes, are you willing to accompany him?" The woman walked up to Chu Yun in three steps and two steps, pointed to her nose and said, "You tell me, what is there on that mountain that attracts that dead ghost?" The old lady is waiting for the warm quilt here, what else does he want? You go back and tell him that if you don't come down in the fifteenth year, the old lady will drink medicine and commit suicide!"

"Okay!" Chu Yun walked out of the door after speaking, but just as he was about to walk out of the house, he heard the woman's shout, "Wait a minute!" Chu Yun turned around, and saw the woman holding two cotton jackets and cotton pants stuffed into his arms and said angrily: "Really when you are superhuman, you wear so thin every day, the temperature here is minus thirty-seven or eight degrees, if you don't want to die too early, you will put on this cotton jacket and cotton pants for the old lady!"

"Thank you, Master!" Chu Yun looked at the woman gratefully, and the woman waved her hand and said, "Thank you, I'm afraid that you will freeze to death and won't be able to bring you a letter to the ghost master!" After speaking, the woman walked into the house.

He took out a set of cotton clothes and pants and put them on his body, and the other set he carried out of the door with his left hand, and ran all the way to the other side of the mountain.

In a cave on the mountain, a sloppy old man was lying on a bed made of straw, and saw Chu Yun laughing and said, "Yun'er, that mother-in-law didn't say anything, right?"

"She said that if you don't go down the mountain before fifteen, she will commit suicide!" Chu Yun looked at the old man and pouted, and the old man stopped when he heard this, and took the cotton coat and jacket handed over by Chu Yun and said: "Don't listen to her scare you, she has been scaring me with this trick for decades!"

"Master, I think you should go down the mountain to see, you haven't gone down the mountain to see the master for three years!"

Master Chu Yun smiled bitterly when he heard this: "You don't want to go down the mountain as Lao Tzu? What is it like to be a monk for three years? You don't know how to go down the mountain as a boy! But I can't go down the mountain now, and the matter here will be completed soon, and it can be regarded as the fulfillment of a promise made when I became a teacher!"

"Master, what is there here? You've been waiting for three years. Chu Yun looked at the master puzzled.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't, and it won't do you any good if you say it. After Master Chu Yun finished speaking, he lay down on the grass and began to sleep.

In the past ten years, Chu Yun and the master have been inseparable from each other, and the master has also given all his kung fu to Chu Yun, and Chu Yun really lives up to the so-called, the blue is better than the blue, and Chu Yun's master was no longer his opponent two years ago.

Chu Yun looked at the sleeping master and grinned.

The master suddenly turned over and sat up, and when he saw Chu Yun actually looking at himself grinning, he felt that he was really uncomfortable, and said tremblingly: "Good boy, you don't have a special hobby, right?"

"Uh!" Chu Yun was stunned when he heard this, and Master Chu Yun suddenly said with a sad face: "Alas, it's no wonder that you have such a hobby, since you have followed the master, you have rarely had contact with women, and children must have ideas after all when they grow up!"

"That, master!" Chu Yun hurriedly wanted to explain, but was interrupted by the master: "I understand, you don't need to explain!

"Good boy, don't you know, the girls under the mountain have the same skin as the snow, and the sound is the same as the yellow warbler......"

"When I was a teacher, I was a grass in the village, but I was picked early by the old cow! When I was treated to flowers, I was dragged by the old cow with a treasure, I could only see it but not touch it, sad and sad!"