On a snowy night, a scholar carried a bamboo box in the deep mountains, the scholar was crowned with a scarf, although his appearance was not handsome, but he was also delicate, and his eyes were dark and radiant and did not belong to the depth of his age.

In his bamboo box, he was not carrying a book, but a sleeping child.

If you talk about the strangeness of the two people in the snow, it is that in such a goose feather snow, the scholar and the child did not stop a single snowflake!

It was like an invisible barrier, blocking all the whistling snowflakes from a meter away from the scholar.

The scholar carried the bamboo box on his back and walked to the bottom of a very high mountain, he looked up at the high mountain hanging in the sky and could not see the whole picture, lowered his head again and stabilized the box behind him, and climbed up one foot at a time.

After walking for about half an hour, the scholar came to a mountain pass and stopped.

In front of him, a handsome young man in a white robe and carrying a long knife at his waist seemed to have been waiting for a long time, spit out the dogtail grass in his mouth, and snorted coldly:

"Do you think that when you come to this Divine Martial Mountain, I won't dare to follow you? Don't you know what kind of place this place is for me?"

The scholar didn't reply, but carefully placed the bamboo box behind him behind a sheltered mountain wall, and the child in the box was still asleep, not noticing the arrival of outsiders.

After doing all this, the scholar raised his head and saluted the young man:

"Brother Ye is the first in the world, and when he was young, he went in and out of the Three Uniques like his own backyard, not to mention that this Shenwu Mountain is the place where Brother Ye attained enlightenment. ”

When the young man heard this, he raised his brow and asked with some interest:

"Oh, now that you know, you're still going to die?........ Did you bring me here on purpose?"

The scholar smiled and nodded, and took out a token with a pitted surface from his arms, and the young man's face changed suddenly when he saw it, and the whole person came to the scholar in the blink of an eye and snatched the token.

The scholar was not surprised by this, and did not resist, allowing the young man to snatch the token.

"How do you have her stuff?"

The young man flipped through the token left and right, confirmed the authenticity of the thing, and then frowned and interrogated the young man in front of him.

"Naturally, she gave it to me. ”

After the scholar finished speaking, he turned around and put the bamboo box on his back again, and said to the young man:

"I need a new identity, one that will allow me to stay in Hokubu Province. ”

The young man hesitated for a moment, then threw the token back to the scholar and asked:

"You're not going to see her with me?"

The scholar took the token in his arms, stood at the mountain pass, looked at the morning glow that lit up at the edge of the thick snow cloud, and said:

"As long as you live, you don't have to worry about not being able to see each other again, and as long as you live, there is hope. ”

With that, the scholar continued to walk down the mountain.

The child behind him seemed to be a little uncomfortable by the bumps, but he just rolled over and continued to sleep.