Summer planting and autumn harvest pass in a hurry, and winter brings the people of Sangyuan Village the most free time of the year. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info In previous years, it never snowed here, but this year it was surprisingly cold, the wax moon has just arrived, the snowflakes have been fluttering, overnight, the quiet mountain village is covered with a layer of foggy white, under the eaves, between the leaves hang strings of thin ice cubes. The people of the village have never seen such a view. The sudden cold caused many people to catch the wind chill. Chunxi's father suffered from lung disease in his early years, so he moved to the south with his daughter. These days, Xiao Ming and Xiao Yi live in Mr. Huang's house. Xiao Ming also suffered from a high fever due to the wind chill. Fortunately, Xiaoyi's body was relatively strong and he never got sick, so after the morning class every day, he carried water and firewood alone, and was very busy. One morning, the sky finally cleared, but it seemed colder than when it snowed. Xiao Yi got up early and came to Xiao Ming's bed, Xiao Ming also woke up, and he looked much better than yesterday. Xiao Yi touched Xiao Ming's forehead and said, "I said you will be fine soon." You see, it's not hot anymore. ”

"It's good if it's not hot." Xiao Ming said weakly, "It's really uncomfortable to be sick." After two days, when I had the strength to do so, we went to chop wood together. ”

"It's boring to go to the mountains alone. Still, you're going to take care of yourself. Today's weather is good, I'll go up the mountain to see if I can dig up some yams or something, maybe I can catch a pheasant to replenish your body. After Xiaoyi finished speaking, he went to the bed and picked up a small jacket and put it on, tied his shoes and leggings, put a hemp rope on his shoulder, and put a firewood knife in his waist, and went out.

There is no trace of dust in the sky after the snow, and the air is unusually transparent, full of chill and fragrance, refreshing to the heart. Xiaoyi stepped on the thin snow and listened to the crisp sound under their feet. After a while, he came to the mulberry forest where he usually played with Xiao Ming. The leaves of the mulberry tree had already fallen, and many branches had been broken by the wind, so Xiaoyi easily picked up a large bundle of branches. He looked up at the sun, it was still early. I thought to myself: no one will take the firewood here, why don't I go down the hill and see where there are often pheasants. Thinking about it, Xiaoyi put down the firewood and walked down the hillside.

Below the hillside is a large bamboo forest, which is rarely visited. He carefully brushed aside the branches and walked into the depths with his waist bent. Suddenly, there seemed to be some noise behind the stone on the left, and Xiaoyi quietly touched it, hey! It's really a pheasant! Perhaps he was so excited that he made some noise, and the timid animal, sensing the danger, flapped its wings and jumped into the trees. Xiaoyi, the prey that was about to arrive, refused to let go of anything, and he quietly crossed the stone and burrowed into the bushes. But the pheasant is much lighter than Xiaoyi, and it disappeared after a while. Xiaoyi stood among the bushes and looked around, but there was nothing. Alas, it seems that nothing can be caught today. What bad luck! That's when he felt a little cold. Forget it, go dig up some yams and go home. He walked slowly along the path, when suddenly, a wave of leaves shook and a little ice slag fell. Hey? What is that? Curiosity led Xiao Yi in the direction of the voice. It won't be another mountain**. It's good if it's true.

But this time it scared Xiaoyi. What kind of pheasant!

The ground in front of me was a mess, and there were twenty or so strangely dressed people lying on the ground. There was also a man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, sitting upright in the mud, wearing an unfashionable green cloth robe, and an ebony hairpin in his hair, like a Taoist priest. Xiao Yi walked over gently, and when he was still a few feet away from the man, the man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, and Xiao Yi was so frightened that he sat down in the snow and stammered, "You...... You...... Who are you? ”

"You don't care." The middle-aged Taoist priest held his breath and shouted.

Hearing what he said, Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the ground, patted his clothes, and rejoiced, "I'm scared to death." I thought you were a zombie. After speaking, he approached the Taoist priest.

"Don't come here." The Taoist priest glared at him fiercely. Xiaoyi gasped and had to stand still. The Taoist priest then closed his eyes again. Xiao Yi took this opportunity to look at the Taoist priest. This person is thin and tough, but his face is pale, his lips are white, and there is a layer of black gas floating on his face. He secretly wondered if he had seen someone in the neighborhood bite a poisonous snake before. But where did the snake come from on such a cold day? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask, "You, are you poisoned?" ”

"Less wordy. Don't bother me. After the Taoist priest said angrily, he closed his eyes and breathed.

Seeing that he looked bad, Xiaoyi didn't dare to say more, and looked at the people lying in the snow. They were all dressed in black clothes embroidered with colorful patterns, with black scarves wrapped around their heads and leggings. If you look closely, you can see that all of them are like ashes, and the snow under their bodies has not melted at all. Xiao Yi was suddenly shocked, these people are all dead! Suddenly, I felt that the surroundings were unusually cold, and I shivered, and I wanted to run. But when he turned his face and saw the Taoist priest, he thought: This man is half dead, so he can't be left here. It's not going to go for a while, and it's not going to stay.

Xiao Yi was wondering whether to go back to the village to call the adults, but he saw a wisp of white smoke coming out of the head of the Taoist priest with his eyes closed and not moving...... Before he could think about it again, he saw the Taoist priest raise his left arm, his palm flying, and his whole body was slapped up and down, and Xiaoyi was dazzled. After a while, he stopped beating, and saw some purple-black blood slowly oozing from the back of his hand, and then he exhaled slowly, opened his eyes, and was more bright than before, and his face seemed to be a little ruddy.

"You, how are you?" Xiaoyi asked cautiously, "Do you want me to go to the village to find someone to help you take a look?" ”

The Taoist priest said: "You stop for me, don't call anyone." ”

Xiaoyi said: "Okay, I won't go." I don't know why Xiao Yi felt that the Taoist priest exuded a kind of awe-inspiring power, but he didn't think he was terrible. And he said, "You, do you want to eat something?" ”

The Taoist priest looked at him and said, "What do you have to eat?" ”

Xiaoyi took out a cloth bag from his arms, opened it and handed it to him, "Oh, I have a piece of bread here." ”

The Taoist priest took it, and without saying anything, he swallowed the cake in two bites, stood up and said, "Thank you, little one." Just as he was about to leave, he turned to Xiaoyi and said, "Little guy, do you want to order something?" ”

"Me?" Xiaoyi was taken aback, "I don't want anything, but I want to ask you, I see smoke coming out of your head...... What's going on? ”

"Haha" The Taoist priest laughed without waiting for Xiaoyi to finish speaking, and his laughter was loud, "Little fool, you haven't seen my true ability." ”

"What do you say? Is it your ability to smoke? "Xiaoyi is a little inexplicable.

"Hahahaha......" The Taoist priest laughed even harder, and the snow on the leaves shook down, "I'll open your eyes today." Look at it. ”

The Taoist priest raised his left hand, pinched a sword duel, and then stepped on a strange step, with the wave of his arm, there were gusts of strong wind, shaking the snow on the branches of the tree one after another, and the wide sleeves of his robe waved left and right, and the bamboos around him swayed with the strong wind. The Taoist priest is fast, moving up and down, and it is very good-looking. Suddenly, Xiaoyi was surprised to find that the Taoist priest's right sleeve was empty.

Xiaoyi was stunned. Before he came back to his senses, he only heard the Taoist priest say, "How is it?" Come with me, little one. Xiaoyi puzzled, "With you?" Why? The Taoist priest said, "I'm happy today." Seeing that you are a good boy with guts, wouldn't it be good to be my apprentice? Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Xiaoyi whispered, "But I don't even know who you are." ”

The Taoist priest brushed his sleeves and smiled: "No one in the world knows, no one knows my 'one-armed heavenly master'!" I don't know how many people want to be my apprentices, but I don't want them yet. Xiaoyi didn't know what to say.

"If you do this again, I'll go." After saying that, the Heavenly Master didn't look at Xiaoyi, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and walked away.

Xiaoyi is really in a dilemma, thinking: If I want to be an apprentice with him, then my dream is true! But what about my brother? What about Sister Chunxi? What about Mr. Huang? I can't just walk away...... But...... Seeing the celestial master's cyan figure gradually disappearing. What to do? If he's gone, maybe later...... It's true......

"Master--Master-" Xiao Yi pulled out his legs and ran towards the Heavenly Master, "I'll go with you!" Wait for me-"

It's teachable here. The one-armed Heavenly Master was secretly happy, stopped, and turned to see Xiao Yi rushing towards him.

"Master, please accept the apprenticeship." Xiao Yi knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully to the Heavenly Master. The Heavenly Master smiled and said, "Okay, okay, get up." From today onwards, you will be my disciple. What is your name? What about parents? Xiaoyi replied: "The apprentice's name is Duan Yunyi. Both parents are gone. ”

The Celestial Master nodded, and said, "Then let me ask you, do you have any ambitions?" Xiaoyi raised his head without hesitation and said, "Yes." I want to grow up to be as strong as my master, and I will be famous all over the world. ”

"Haha, okay." The Heavenly Master patted Xiaoyi's head.

Xiaoyi asked, "Master, where are you taking me?" The Heavenly Master said: "Wudang Mountain." Alright, let's go. ”

"Then, these people ......," Xiaoyi pointed to the twenty or so people in the snow.

"Those who are all villains of the Wuyue Sect are dead. It doesn't matter what they do. After saying that, the Heavenly Master stretched out his hand to pick up Xiao Yi and said, "Hold on." Before the words fell, the two of them had already vacated a few feet away, and after a while, they disappeared into the faint mist of the mountains.

In the afternoon, the snow in Chunxi's small courtyard had gradually melted, and the whole family stayed in the house. Lin Laohan was sick in bed, Chunxi was doing needlework on the side, and his stepmother was decocting medicine in the kitchen, and the house was full of medicinal fragrance. Just then, there was a knock on the door. When Chunxi heard the sound, he put down his work, came to the outhouse, opened the door and saw that it was Mr. Huang.

Without waiting for Chunxi to speak, the old gentleman hurriedly said, "Miss Chunxi, something happened!" Yi'er went up the mountain in the morning to chop firewood, and has not yet returned. ”

"Huh? It's true? I'll go find him. You come in and sit down. Chunxi returned to the back room, Lin Laohan saw that his daughter looked anxious, and asked softly, "Who is here?" ”

"It's Mr. Huang, he said that Xiaoyi went up the mountain this morning and hasn't come back yet. Dad, I'll go to the mountains to look for him. ”

"Okay, go and get back quickly." Lin Laohan gasped and said, "It's cold outside, wear more clothes." ”

"Got it, Dad, I'll come back when I go." After saying that, Chunxi put on a padded jacket, lifted the curtain and went out, and saw Mr. Huang pacing around in the hall, so he said: "Mr. Huang, I will go to the mountain now, are you waiting at my house?" Mr. Huang excused himself and said, "No, I'll go back and see Ming'er first, if there is any news, please let the girl know." ”

It is said that Chunxi braved the cold alone to find Xiaoyi. It was cold, everyone was huddled at home, afraid to go out, and the footprints of Xiaoyi on the trail were still faintly visible. Chunxi followed the direction of the footprints and slid up the hill step by step.

After walking for a long time, I didn't see any trace of Xiaoyi, but I saw a large bundle of firewood thrown in the snow.

"Xiaoyi-, Xiaoyi-" Chunxi shouted loudly, and there was no movement except for a cold wind blowing away the snow on the branches and falling to the ground. There was silence all around. Where the hell did he go? It's always safe...... Haruki thought to herself. At this moment, she suddenly noticed that Xiaoyi's footprints were stretching in another direction along the path covered by the bamboo forest. Haruki didn't hesitate to push aside the bushes. More than two dozen dead people who had been frozen suddenly came into view, and she was so frightened that she covered her mouth and took several steps back. After a long time, he had the courage to approach it. I saw some footprints of adults not far away, and some small footprints detoured a few times, heading in one direction, but disappeared not far ahead, as if flying away. Chunxi looked at the bizarre scene in front of him and froze in place for a while.

In the village, Mr. Huang was waiting anxiously. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a panting Lin Chunxi appeared at the door and said, "...... Xiaoyi...... It's gone! And a lot of dead people! ”