Although the weather is cold and the roads are closed by heavy snow, there are still many people who brave the snow to buy New Year's goods, and the shops on the street are like clouds, and the business is booming.

A few happy and a few worried, people are busy buying New Year's goods, as for predicting the fortune of the coming year, it is a matter of the first month, therefore, the hexagram stall by the cross bridge in the city is very deserted.

The half-immortal who posed for the hexagram was a blind man, with a lot of beard, and he was not young, and no one could remember when he started, setting up a stall under the big willow tree by the bridge every day. The hexagram of the half-immortal is not very spiritual, and the business is always light. Sometimes it is too idle to do, so I put away the hexagram stall, occupy a table in the tea shop next to it, and talk about a few paragraphs.

Now it is the off-season, people come and go on the street, all crowded to the lively place, no one divination fortune telling, there are very few people who drink tea in the tea shop, the owner of the tea shop has gone to buy New Year's goods, leaving only a young man yawning and listening to some old-fashioned stories.

The shadow of the sun turned west, the cold wind gradually rose, the guests of the open-air tea shop left one after another, and the young man also sobered up and was about to close the stall, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of a figure coming in from the corner of his eye.

Here it is again, the young man muttered in his heart, the old blind man said that the book was stinky and long, and there were really people who liked to listen to it. Look at this girl's dress, at first glance, she is not an ordinary girl, how come she has never seen the world, such a book is also worth listening to every day, if he remembers correctly, the old blind man has been telling the same story these days, right?

Although it was a little strange, the young man still put on the refreshments and made a new pot of tea, and saw that there were no other guests, so he stood at the head of the bridge to watch the juggling tricks on the other side.

"It is said that since this Miss Wang met Zhang Xiucai, she has fallen in love with him, but the door is not right, only lovesick every day, only thin and haggard, really pitiful. ”

"It's pitiful. ”

"Besides, this Zhang Xiucai, since I saw Miss Wang, I fell in love at first sight, but the door is not right, only lovesick every day, only thin and spine, really pitiful. ”

"It's pitiful. ”

The half-immortal pondered for a moment, deciding to ignore the echo immediately following the words, and continued, "Time flies......"

"Time flies, time flies, three years have passed, Zhang Xiucai is the top student in high school, and he has returned to his hometown. Isn't it?" The listener in the audience skillfully continued the plot, and this second half immortal could no longer be ignored.

"This guest officer, looking at the face, is not a local. ”

"Hey, aren't you blind?" Ahri said, raising an eyebrow.

"Hehe, the old man has his own eyes of heaven, can see the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and know all things in the world." Half-immortal whiskers.

"In that case, you might as well see where I'm from?"

The half-immortal opened his half-squinted eyes and glanced at Ahri, who at this moment took off his disguise and was surrounded by immortal energy.

"On... Immortal, this... This immortal official, fairy..."The half-immortal was startled, he couldn't speak, and he stepped forward tremblingly, kneeling on the ground. "The little god is the river uncle here, I don't know that the fairy is here, and he has missed the distance, and he has sinned and sinned. ”

With a flick of his fingers, Ahri isolated the tea shop with a layer of enchantment, and chuckled, "It's okay, get up." I couldn't help but feel a little proud in my heart, and my camouflage skills had really improved.

He Bo diligently added tea and water, and asked cautiously, "Forgive the little god for being clumsy, I don't know which immortal in the upper realm the fairy is?"

He Bo is a humble position, and he has never seen many immortals, but he only knows that all the immortals in the heavenly realm perform their duties, and there are only a few gods related to the mortal realm.

"I am an immortal official under the throne of the Divine Monarch. Ahri said casually, thinking that there are no big rivers here, and the so-called Hebo is just a small god.

Sure enough, this Hebo was very frightened, and said again and again, "Offended, offended, the little god has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I don't know what kind of business the immortal official is here?"

"Without him, I'm just traveling in the Nether, passing through here, and I happen to have some little things I want to ask you for a word or two. ”

"The immortal official said that it doesn't matter, the little god is willing to serve. ”

At this time, Hebo had already lost his appearance and disguise as a half-immortal, but he was an old man with white beards and white eyebrows, who looked very old, yes, this was exactly the person Ahri was looking for.

"You've been here for a long time, haven't you?" Ahri touched the long hanging belly whiskers that swayed in the wind, the touch was excellent, not like ordinary hair, but like the very thin roots of flowers and trees, each of which seemed to be alive with a slight movement......

"The little god has been here, quite old, quite old......" Hebo quietly collected his baby's beard.

"Very good," Ahri reluctantly let go of the good-feeling white beard, "then you must know something about this land." ”

"It stands to reason that Hebo is just a little water god, and he only cares about the affairs of the water tribe. However, since the immortal official asked, although the little god is not well-informed, within a hundred miles of the Vulture Mountain, whether it is a demon or a mortal matter, but the immortal official asks. ”

It is humble to not have a wide range of knowledge, and a lonely way of living like him can't bear it, so he can't hide it from him.

"I have a thing here, but it is something of my immortal family, somehow it is in the mortal world, and I can't see through its origin, I don't know if you know?" Ahri took out the object as if it was a smooth and emerald jade, which she pulled out of the painting scroll, which was originally two sections, but after contact, it quickly healed in one place, forming a one-foot-long emerald wood, although it was wood, it was smoother than jade. This thing must be extraordinary, but Ahri can't recognize what it is, since this thing has been in Vulture Mountain for a long time, Hebo Xu knows its origin.

"This ......" Hebo's expression changed slightly, his hands held the green wood, his hands trembled slightly, and those long hanging beards suddenly became interested, and one by one they came to life, winding around the green wood, and instantly wrapped it.

"This thing...... If the little god didn't guess wrong, this thing is an ancient god ......" Hebo looked uncertain, as if he couldn't believe it, and felt that this matter was not trivial, so he was cautious, so he leaned closer and whispered, "It's ......"

"What?" Ahri listened intently, and suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and a little cold on his forehead instantly spread all over his body, and the white light in front of him was shining, and his mind was lost.

The sun is slanting to the west, and the cold wind is swirling and rolling up the guise of the riverside tea shop, swaying and falling, and the storyteller falls and wakes up the wood, ending this paragraph of the book.

When the lively young man came back, the storyteller had already closed the stall and left, and the guests who drank tea had also left, leaving two copper plates on the table.

The guests of Defeng Tea House are preparing for a colorful nightlife, but today they did not wait for the sister and girl who made a generous move.