On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, Chinese New Year's Eve is only one day away.

In the early morning, the sky was slightly bright.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Jiang Xiaobai's eyes on the bed opened on time.

When I woke up, I felt a slight heaviness in my neck and feet.

Looking sideways, the fawn's hand was around his neck and one foot was on his knee.

It's like hugging a bear, and you can sleep soundly.

He smiled, gently took the little girl's hand into the warm quilt, moved his feet away, got out of bed gently, and put on his clothes.

Got up together, as usual, and opened the door of the hall.

As soon as the door of the hall opened, a mist of frost and dew rolled in, and I took a sip and went in, and it was cold and cold.

When I went out, I looked up at the mountains in the distance, and there was a thick fog, and the whole world seemed to be hazy and white.

Only in the distance to the east, there was a hazy red-gold halo that could not be drilled.

This fog is wonderful, the whole landscape is like a white veil, hazy clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth.

Jiang Xiaobai took a deep breath, and suddenly the surrounding fog was swept into his mouth and nose as if it had been emptied by an air pump.

The mist enters the lungs, the coolness reaches the body, and the refreshment is suddenly refreshed.

"There is a lot of essence in this, but it is a rare good weather for cultivation. ”

He squinted his eyes for a moment, and then opened them with a slight smile on his eyebrows.

In ancient times, there were hermit masters, hidden in the mountains, drinking the breeze, eating frost and dew, not touching the grains, eating the essence of the world and vitality.

This is nothing more than the Taoist technique of exhaling qi refining!

Although it was a good weather for cultivation, Jiang Xiaobai didn't plan to meditate and cultivate while the clouds and mist were still clear.

He has attained great perfection of essence, and refining qi has no effect on him to break through the innate nature, the three flower gods are not full, and the five qi cannot be gathered.

I didn't feel any pity, just a good scene, and my eyes swept the distant mountains around.

"Huh"

Jiang Xiaobai was sweeping the foggy scenery and suddenly sighed.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the peach tree in the yard and saw a strange scene.

I don't know when, among the vigorous branches of the old peach tree, a little green sprouted and new sprouts were drawn.

The new sprouts are dotted with branches, and in the cold wind and frost, they are quite dazzling.

In the past, the budding of peach trees was at the end of March, but it was the middle of February.

That's weird!

The weather was cold, and the old peaches were pumping new sprouts, which violated the natural growth common sense and surprised Jiang Xiaobai.

He strode towards the old peach tree in the courtyard, and when he looked closer, a little new green had indeed grown on the bare yellow branches, and the frost and dew hit it, revealing a crystal green.

Weird, weird!

He reached out and stroked the branch, looking puzzled and muttering quietly.

After looking at it for a long time, he withdrew his hand and looked up at the old peach more than three meters high, in the hazy mist, those new green glowing fireflies were dotted among them, gently swaying in the cold wind.

"A night of frost and dew, coming out of the cold, it is really against common sense, isn't it strange to be aura?"

Since the aura appeared, all kinds of clues gradually appeared, and after three days of heavy snowfall, the old turtle was angry, and the old peach tree was pulling branches in the cold, which was also the impact of it.

After all, after Lao Dao entered the congenital, he said that his heart and eyes realized that all living beings have a breathing method.

Jiang Xiaobai thought about it between his eyebrows, and after a while, he turned around and went to the door of the hall, stepped on the clogs, and went straight out of the courtyard.

Stepping on the snow, he walked down the foggy Wutong Mountain to see the peach blossom field.

The reason why the peach blossom is so called is that every household has a few acres of peach blossom land at the foot of the low mountain, and every spring in March, it is a sea of peach blossoms.

He walked a few steps to the place, and looked at the peach trees there, where the frost and mist were filled, and there were no buds and no greenery.

This is even more strange, is the old peach in the courtyard in the whole peach blossom drawn new sprouts?

He looked elsewhere, but saw not a single peach tree with sprouts drawn.

Feeling more and more puzzled, he returned to the courtyard in the fog.

He stood under the peach tree again and looked at it, but he really couldn't see any tricks.

has not entered the congenital, his heart and eyes have not been opened, he is just a mortal with the naked eye, and he can't see any clues from Lao Tao.

Wait for the day to ask the old Taoist to take a look.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't see it, so he could only think so in his heart.

After standing quietly for a while, Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and went to the house.

Half an hour later, Jiang Xiaobai came out of the kitchen in the backyard, called the deer, ran to the opposite east wing, and knocked on the door.

"Get up and have breakfast!"

He shouted and ran back to the backyard kitchen.

After a while, he carried a large porcelain bowl of porridge and placed it on the table.

In the rooms on both sides, the fawn came out rubbing his eyes, and the opposite room was also opened at the right time, and Hatsune was already dressed and came out.

"Morning, Master. ”

Hatsune's face was slightly confused, and he smiled at Jiang Xiaobai, who was setting the table.

"Sister Hatsune is early. ”

The fawn smiled sweetly at Hatsune and said hello.

"Xiaolu go, wash up with my sister. ”

Hatsune smiled and took the little girl to the backyard to wash.

After a while, Hatsune came out of the backyard with a basin of steaming water, followed by the little girl.

She has a comb in her hand and a few colored rubber bands in her hand.

After Hatsune came, the errand of combing the little girl's hair and washing her face was handed over to him, and the little girl also liked her sister to comb her hair, because Hatsune was not like Jiang Xiaobai, who could only tie a simple ponytail and pigtails.

After all, little girls also love beauty.

Hatsune was still a few steps away from the hall door when he noticed that there was a thick fog outside the hall door, and a trace of milky white mist drifted into the room.

"It's foggy!"

She almost walked out of the door, and when she looked into the distance, she saw that the fog was thick, and the distant mountains were misty in the clouds and mist, and the vast sea of fog was imposed.

"It's beautiful!"

There was a hint of admiration hidden in her eyebrows, and she couldn't help but say.

"Hey, sister, you see, the peach tree has sprouted. ”

The little girl saw the peach tree budding in the mist, and her big eyes jumped with excitement, and she pulled Hatsune to see.

"Isn't budding normal?"

Hatsune took a look, but it was like this.

Jiang Xiaobai, who had just come out of the backyard with dishes and chopsticks, heard her words and was speechless.

It seems that this apprentice is very intelligent in some aspects, and his common sense is amazing in some aspects!

But seeing that the little girl immediately corrected her mistake, she said crisply:

"Sister, the peach tree doesn't bud until March, it's always been like this before. ”

"Oh!" Hatsune nodded as if she didn't understand, "That's weird." ”

But he didn't seem to care much, and after continuing to look at the foggy scenery of the distant mountains for a long time, he pulled the little girl to freshen up.

In the distant mountains, hazy distant mountains, in front of the hall door, two women comb robes.

Outside the world, there is a good scenery full of clouds and fog and frost, and Jiang Xiaobai is scooping a scoop of pickles into his bowl, mixing them with chopsticks, and raising his head to drink comfortably.

It is best to have clear porridge with pickles!

(I have something to go out today, and my mentality exploded a little, so the update was late, sorry, alas, tomorrow's birthday, it seems that a single dog is destined for a lifetime.......... ）