The winter wind blew all night, a tree mist and pine, and the snow fell all over the mountain.

In the winter of the third year of the Great Zhou calendar, there was a snow in Luoyang City.

Dongluo and his party got out of the thick tent, with hot air in their mouths, and began to hurry again, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, a mountain with four seasons, the scenery is picturesque.

A birdsong made the world more lonely and deep.

There is never a shortage of vast and vast scenery in this world, what is lacking is a pair of eyes that can see through these scenery.

Mangshan is vast and vast.

Out of Mangshan, there is an endless plain covered in heavy snow.

There was a small black dot on the plain moving rapidly, like a black line on white paper. There is very little snow in the sky anymore, and even if it does, it is only sporadically sprinkled, covering the old layer of snow with a little new white.

Walking down Mangshan is like walking out of winter.

Although there is a cold wind, it does not freeze people.

Dongluo and his party, walking on the border of Mangshan, did not directly break into a snow-white Hetao plain.

On the plains, it means that the field of vision is wide and it is not easy to set up ambushes. It also means that if a strong enemy is coming, there will be nowhere to avoid it.

Dongluo really wants to see who will be the first one who can't sit still and become the first obstacle for him to return to the Far North, but it doesn't mean that he is a fool and wants to lure the tiger with his body.

Taifu Fan Zeng, it is unlikely, from Chen Guo to Luoyang, such a long distance, his hand cannot be stretched so long, and if he can settle a few pairs of eyes in Luoyang City, it can be said that this old lady who has been in the country for more than 60 years is very capable.

Dongluo shook his head, not to mention whether Fan Zeng had a back hand in Luoyang City, it was too late just in time, and when the news of Dongluo's succession as King of Han spread from Luoyang to Chen Guo and then back to Luoyang, he didn't know where he had gone.

Taifu Fan Zeng was temporarily kicked out, so it was most likely that the two parties would not be able to sit still first.

On the one hand, Zhao Ming knew that these people were in high positions and were immortal by the throne of the King of Han.

One side is a person who has suffered a big loss inside and outside the Longmen Secret Territory and lost spirit stones, but he still can't swallow the evil breath in his heart.

Yesterday, the attitude of the Mangshan Mountain God towards them, not close, not estranged, this is very likely to be a signal released by Qin Tianjian to the outside world.

Dongluo frowned slightly, as if no matter who came first, it would be a good thing for him.

According to the meaning of the myth of Mangshan Mountain, after leaving Mangshan, and then walking north for a hundred miles, there is a great desecration into the sea, and there is a water god palace next to the desecration, it seems that the things asked for there are more effective.

He knew that the water surface was wide, the water was turbulent, from west to east, it flowed through dozens of countries in a row, the water transportation was abundant, countless immortal sects were built according to the water, and countless giant cities and villages rose from the ground. Even the gushing waters are just one of its tributaries.

The most famous thing about this great desecration is not that he has abundant water transportation, but that there is a kind of fish in the great desecration, called Caiyun Fish, also called Caiyun Fei.

The reason why they are called colorful clouds is because their scales are like colorful clouds, colorful and beautiful. But they were so fast that they jumped out of the water

The surface, like a colorful cloud soaring, fleeting. Even the best fishermen who have been on the big blasphemy for many years may not be able to catch one in a lifetime.

And the intelligence of this fish is also extremely good, and it can even be called intelligent. If it were only smart and gorgeous, the colorful cloud fish would not be so famous.

You must know that there are many demon beasts that can practice in this world, and they are gorgeous, and there are dozens of streets that can throw colorful cloud fish. In terms of intelligence, some are not weaker than others, but none of them are famous for Caiyunyu.

Because the colorful cloud fish has an advantage that they do not have, that is, it can automatically gather in one place for water transportation. If there is a colorful cloud fish in a sect, then the water transportation of the sect here will be several times richer than that of other places, and the disciples of the sect will naturally get twice the result with half the effort when they practice under such a rich water transportation.

Therefore, for the demon beast that can already be called a strange beast like Caiyun Fish, the hearts of the major family sects are favorites. But as long as there is a living life, it will usher in a round of crazy robbery. It is also common for one sect after another to fall because of this.

This big blasphemy is on the route of Dongluo and Xue Nianci, but there is some deviation from what the mountain god of Mangshan said, but the deviation is not big, after weighing the pros and cons, Dongluo and Xue Nianci decided to follow the route said by the mountain god of Mangshan, first go to the water god palace to burn a stick of incense, and it is easy to do things after burning the incense.

After Dongluo turned his head to look at the recovery of his true body, he pushed a thick layer of snow at the foot of Mangshan Mountain and rolled it over, stretching the world to an extremely long and extremely long Sanhei, "Little black hairball, since you like snow so much, do you want me to help you dye it white!"

Erhei, who was riding on horseback, said at the right time: "I think it's okay." ”

Xue Nianci also smiled and said: "The best one is dyed in color, didn't he still envy the luck of the Mangshan Mountain God circulating around him, the flying rare beasts? ”

Sanhei rolled on the snow like a snowball, rolling on the grass, and after rolling out a huge round snowball, it swooped out of the snowball.

With a small lump or two of snow-white snowflakes, flying in the sun, shining brightly.

The three black monsters shouted: "Look at what you are talking about? Look at what you are doing and what you are doing? Why don't you dye your headlines in color! When the time comes, you will definitely be the most beautiful boy in the streets and alleys when you walk in Luoyang City." ”

Sanhei turned around in the air, just in time to see a small bald head that shone in the sun, and laughed out loud.

He was about to say, I'm sorry to forget that you don't have hair. But before he could say this, he swallowed it, and he knew that if he really said it today, he would be beaten again.

He is a demon beast, with rough skin and thick flesh, and he resists beating, not to mention beating him, even beating him ten times, he can bear it, but if he hurts Dongluo's hand because of this, then he will have to feel guilty for a while.

The three black sheep made up for it: "As for the eldest brother, who eats with his face, he just doesn't will."

The hair is dyed colorful, and it is also the most beautiful boy on this street. ”

Dongluo touched the top of his head that was slightly blackened, and smiled: "Really?"

Sanhei shuddered, for fear that the winter would continue to entangle on this issue, and pointed to the distance and hurriedly said haha: "Big brother, look, there is a village in front." ”

Dongluo's gaze looked forward along the foot of Mangshan Mountain, and he had already discovered the village of Sanheizhi, and there were eight hundred villages like this in a Mangshan Mountain in Nuoda.

The size of the village in front of him is not even a medium edge in the eyes of Dongluo, and it can only be regarded as a medium small village at best.

There is a simple wooden board in the middle of the two watchtowers at the entrance of the village, and three words are engraved on the wooden board, Qingyan Village.

Dongluo muttered to himself, Qingyan Village.

Dongluo looked up at the huge green cliff behind the village, and his heart was clear.

The names of small villages like this are very arbitrary, how simple they are, how they are called, not like the big cities, which must not only conform to etiquette, but also find a source in the classics.

For example, the origin of the name Luoyang is explained by the court, which is located on the yang side of Luoshui, which is the north side of Luoshui.

The south of the mountain and the north of the water are called the yang, and the north of the water and the south of the mountain are called the yin.

But whether the name Luoyang came from because of this, no one knows.

There are about 100 people standing at the entrance of Qingyan Village, which is estimated to be the name of Qingyan Village, and it is constantly busy at this time.

A wild boar the size of a house was dismembered piece by piece like an ant moving and thrown on the snow.

The hot blood that had not yet completely cooled down was completely silent after a little snow melted with difficulty.

In the middle of the many village names, there was a high-spirited old hunter, and beside the old hunter stood a young man of eighteen or nineteen, who was now carrying a longbow and a dagger hanging from his waist, and his face was flushed.

Today, he and his grandfather went into the mountains to hunt as before, which is what those of them who dig in the mountains and forests do every day.

If you don't, you're going to starve, you're going to be cold, you're going to die.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the mountain today, I encountered this big wild boar that seemed to have strayed into a trap under the heavy snow last night, and was already seriously injured, plus how much snow overnight, I was dying before I met them this morning, and after encountering them, I completely returned to the west.

The young man, who was accustomed to being reluctant and hungry, said excitedly: "Such a big wild boar is not only enough for our whole village to eat for more than half a month, but we can also hand over the rest to the divine envoy as a sacrifice to the land we offer to the mountain god this year." ”

When he spoke of the mountain god, the young man's eyes lit up obviously, but they soon dimmed.

The old hunter also exhaled lightly, he couldn't catch the prey for half a month, but not only the family was about to be unable to open the pot, such a simple matter. There is also the sacrifice that cannot be taken out of the winter festival of the land of the mountain god, and this is the most important thing.

Every time the seasons change, there will be a huge event to worship the land of a mountain god

The priests in the Great Ancestral Temple will go to the villages to receive offerings, and this year it is the turn of Qingyan Village to contribute offerings. And the oracle will also arrive at Qingyan Village in a day or two.

The old hunter's heart was also swaying, he had lived for so long, this was the first time he had hit such a big wild boar, and he couldn't help but think of the back of the middle-aged man yesterday.

The old hunter took a deep breath and said: "The divine envoy may come to Qingyan Village in the next two days, in addition to leaving the necessary rations for these two days, the remaining prey will be brought back by the divine envoy as a sacrifice to the mountain god in winter, so as to bless us every time we enter the mountain and not return empty-handed, what do you think?"

The old hunter's prestige in the village was very high, and his words were well received. Besides, the prey was caught by the old hunter alone, and he was willing to use it as a sacrifice for the whole village, which was already a great contribution, and others were not qualified to object.

The old hunter looked around with satisfaction, and suddenly his eyes were as sharp as those of a falcon, and he stared at the entrance of the village.

The cold air blew slowly with a bloody breath.

Dongluo and his party walked in the direction of Qingyan Village. Before he walked in, Dongluo found that the villagers at the entrance of Qingyan Village were rushing towards him.

From Dongluo's eyes, it can naturally be seen that these people in front of him are not cultivators, but simply physically stronger.

Before Dongluo could react, the villagers knelt on the ground under the leadership of an old hunter.

The old hunter said in a loud voice: "All the villagers of Qingyan Village greet the divine envoy. ”

As soon as the old hunter finished speaking, the voices of the rest of the villagers followed.

The trees trembled all over the mountain, shaking off the snowflakes on the ground.

(End of chapter)