The arrival of the monk Huizhu did not seem to bring luck to the Tudeng Ranch, and the weather forecast in the evening was more consistent with what Zhou Yi had heard before, and a snowstorm was coming.

Herders are not afraid of snow, but they are afraid of blizzards. If there is a snow disaster that has not been encountered for decades, cattle and sheep will be frozen to death, and the Tudeng Ranch is so far away from Xizhu that the road is not easy to pass, and it will be too late for the government to rescue it.

So in the middle of the night, many people did not sleep, they were silently praying to the heavens and the Buddha, and Huizhu knelt at the front of the procession, his knees were sunk in the snow, and his head and body were covered with snow, but he did not move, and muttered Sanskrit that even Ba Zeng did not understand.

The little monk who skipped class and escaped from the mountain looked solemn at the moment, no one supervised or forced him to do anything, but he was spontaneous and voluntary, without complaint or regret, as if he was shouldering the most sacred mission and doing a major event related to the safety of all mankind.

"Reincarnated monk, I'm afraid it's not just a mythical Huizhu and an ordinary child, it's really different?"

Zhou Yi hardly sleeps now, and after coaxing the catkins to sleep, he also strolls out of the camp tent to see the snow. The snowy night of the pasture is spectacular, the dark sky seems to be a demon that wants to devour everything, only the bonfires lit by the herdsmen, the lights erected can barely draw a few traces in the boundless darkness, you can see countless white snow flakes falling along the light marks, in the distance reflected by the residual light, the snow is black, I don't know how much, how long it will rain, just like the countless soldiers led by the demon king, to kill into the world, devour all life.

It was quiet, except for the crackling of falling snow and the sound of Huizhu leading the herdsmen to pray. Zhou Yi suddenly understood why the Western Regions had always been a region where divine power had surpassed imperial power, because this was the closest place to heaven, the harshest natural environment, and the people living here were seriously insecure. The safety that the herdsmen want is not something that the imperial power can provide.

Fifteen-year-old Hye-joo has done well enough, and at the moment he is like a hero who is saving the earth.

I don't know if the heavens heard the prayers of the herdsmen, or if the monks would really bring good luck, the weather forecast said that it would rain for at least three days and three nights, and the heavy snow that blocked the Nianqing Tanggula Mountain actually began to lighten. By two o'clock in the morning, the snow had completely stopped, and the herders were happily returning to their tents. Huizhu glanced at Zhou Yi. He also dragged his tired body into the tent.

No snow overnight.

Early in the morning, Zhou Yi listened to the latest weather forecast, and the snowstorm in the Tanggula Mountain area in Nianqing miraculously disappeared, this result made him chuckle in his heart, is the weather forecast inaccurate, or is Huizhu's prayer really effective? It should be that the former is more likely. But despite this, in his eyes, Huizhu is no longer the poor child who ate Hussei in the sea and skipped class and went down the mountain yesterday, with a little bit of mystery.

The morning sun is shining, the sweet songs of the girls are floating on the grassland, the herdsmen are singing the praises of immortality and Huizhu's future monks, and the women of each tent have all gotten up early today and set up a big pot outside the tent, and a pot of snow water is boiling. The crystal clear Tibetan buns tumble up and down in the water, exuding bursts of pungent aroma of noodles and meat.

It's a day of celebration, singing and dancing.

"Zhou Guangwang should know you, right? It is the Sitongyi brother you want to worship, and there is also a friend named Maimaiti Toyihan, who is also my acquaintance and friend, Cangbacuo may have told you that she is your future Sitongyi sister, it's really good, you attendants have done their best, they have made sufficient preparations and considerations for you, and ordinary fifteen-year-old children can not enjoy such care. ”

After last night's prayer to remove the snow disaster, Huizhu's popularity among the herders reached a new peak. No herdsman was entitled to sit across from him for breakfast, only Zhou Yi and Liu Fu accompanied him. Liu Wu took a small bite of Tibetan buns, and heard that this big boy knelt in the snow for more than an hour last night, and he felt even more pity in his heart. It has long been a flood of motherhood, and her eyes are full of love.

Zhou Yi went straight to the point, no matter how you look at the matter of the fourth child and He Rose, it doesn't seem like this fifteen-year-old kid made it, I'm afraid it's probably the idea of Cangbacuo and other attendants. Lao Mei's biochemical gene virus is rare enough to infect a Chang Tingting, I have never heard of being able to infect Huizhu who has not left the Western Regions since birth, and the fourth child who went to the sea to start a business shortly after graduation. If there's anything wrong with this, he's not prepared to give up easily.

The child can speak the truth. Miss last night, Huizhu is actually a big child, Zhou Yi just asked clearly.

"What are the four brothers and sisters, I haven't heard of them?"

As soon as the disaster passed, Huizhu turned back into the greedy big child, swallowed seven or eight Tibetan buns in a row, gasped with satisfaction, blinked and said, "Are you talking about that Han man Zhou Guangwang? He was brought by Cangbacuo, and he can talk to me about it." It is said that in order to cure him, Master Huo Dan took a lot of effort, and said that he and I are destined, and sooner or later he will become my brother in this life, this is the four synonical brothers?"

"Oh, so the fourth child really has a strange disease, but Cangbacuo didn't deceive me. By the way, Huizhu, are you sick too? Let me see."

was entangled by Huizhu early in the morning to irrigate his lungs, Zhou Yi was not so good to his wife, so although they have not known each other for a long time, the two have long been familiar with each other, he is not from the Western Regions, and the mysterious aura of the monk in the next life will not bind him to his hands and feet, so he grabbed Huizhu's veins without any scruples.

Zhou Yi was still relatively cautious about the magical existence of the high-ranking monk in the afterlife, and no one dared to guarantee that a strong dragon would suddenly burst out of a corner in this mysterious place in the Western Regions, so he did not rashly use his spiritual power to scan Huizhu, but used his ninth-level qi vein hand to check the situation in his body.

"You have cultivated the inner family qigong, well, it is vast and pure, and it is more in line with your own spiritual power, and it is easier to break through the Lingwu Pass and achieve Gangqi by practicing this qigong?

As soon as Zhou Yi's internal qi entered Huizhu's body, he encountered a rebound of internal qi, this fifteen-year-old boy actually had such a profound cultivation, it was no less than a dark energy master, which surprised Zhou Yi. No wonder he knelt in the snow for more than an hour last night, and he was still alive in the morning.

Huizhu grinned: "Brother Zhou, aren't you the same, your kung fu is so powerful, it seems that you are even stronger than Master Huodan." "His voice is very low, and he also knows that his identity is special, if this 'Brother Zhou' is heard by the herdsmen, although Zhou Yi is just a Han, I am afraid that he will also be hated.

There are masters around him, so he is not surprised by Zhou Yi's performance, at most he is surprised that Zhou Yi's internal qi is strong, and he is the strongest master he has ever seen.

"There is no disease, the body is extremely healthy, there is absolutely no biochemical gene virus that Chang Tingting encountered, but in addition to the internal qi, there seems to be a strange energy in his body, which is subtly changing the characteristics of the liver, although it is not a honeycomb, but it is somewhat similar to Chang Tingting's condition?"

Zhou Yi frowned, it was the first time he had encountered this strange disease, there was no virus and foreign genes, he could actually change the traits of the liver, it was his own genetic mutation, and the sequelae of reincarnation? The fourth child was an ordinary man with a red and positive roots, and it was impossible to reincarnate, so what was the so-called virus of Cangbacuo? Zhou Guangwang had never been to Afghanistan to work, and this was something that Zhou Yi could affirm.

"I'm not sick in the first place, who says I'm sick?"

Huizhu rolled her eyes, lowered her head and stuffed a few more Tibetan buns, picked up a cup of butter tea and drank it, wiped her mouth and said: "I have to go back, yesterday was the Huo Dan master who entered the meditation practice, it is estimated that he will wake up in a few hours, if he finds me sneaking out, it will be punished."

"Hehe, you are a high monk in the next life, and you will be afraid?"

"Of course, I haven't recovered the mana of my previous life yet, and everything has to be listened to by Master Huodan and Master Dengba. If I make a mistake, I will be punished for endorsing and writing, which is terrible. ”

As Hui Zhu spoke, her little face turned a little pale, and it was not easy to dare to love him, a little monk in the next life.

"Are you welcome to you? I'm going to see Zhou Guangwang. Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"Of course welcome, Brother Zhou, your kung fu must be very good, right? When you get to the mountain, how do you compare with Master Huodan, when I was young, he always spanked my ass, and you helped me beat me back?" Huizhu looked at Liu Wu with sparkling eyes: "Sister Liu, can you go too?" Liu Wu's eyes are very similar to his mother, Hui Zhu has not seen her mother for a long time, although she and her father live on Tanggula Mountain.

"Okay, I'll go too. Liu Fu smiled and nodded, since she was washed by Zhou Yifa and practiced martial arts, she is not the weak female stream she was now, and she also wants to see the scenery of the snow-capped mountains and conquer nature.

The herdsmen have been sending Huizhu and Zhou Yi to the mountain pass, only to reluctantly leave, seeing the herdsmen leaving, Huizhu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, pointing to the road up the mountain and smiling: "Brother Zhou, why don't we compare and see who walks faster?" Young people are always competitive, this road up the mountain is not smooth, and it is even more slippery after the snow, but he is familiar with the road, so he wants to beat Zhou Yi here.

"Okay, let's compare. Looking at the Nianqing Tanggula Mountain above the clouds, Zhou Yi nodded and smiled: "But let's talk about it first, don't cry if you lose." ”

"Haha, I'm sure I won!"

Hye-joo turned around and ran up the hill, spilling laughter all the way.

"Poor boy. Looking at his back, a thought flashed in Zhou Yi's mind.

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