Ye Xipo stood up, about to find dry wood to light the fire, when suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came, which frightened him into a disengagement.

Ye Xipo couldn't take care of anything, and hurriedly hid to the side, for fear that he would encounter the enemy again and suffer a catastrophe.

"Little lady, slow down, the snow is too thick, dangerous! How is this good, how to explain to Mrs. when I go back! ”

A voice rang out suddenly. Immediately after, dozens of horses galloped from a distance. Because the snow was so thick, the horses struggled through the snow almost as they ran and jumped at the same time.

The horse at the head has a coat as white as snow, and there is not a single stray hair on its body. On horseback sat a young girl wearing a mink jacket, about thirteen or fourteen, with white skin and picturesque eyebrows. His expression was full of mischievousness, ignoring the shouts of the servants behind him.

"Oops!" The girl snorted.

The horse stumbled over a tree trunk, and the horse stumbled and threw the girl off the horse.

The dozens of horses behind him immediately stopped, and all of them jumped off their horses and ran over with rolling belts, for fear that the girl would be hurt in the slightest.

"It hurts! Bad horses, smelly horses, I don't have to feed you the best fodder every day, and the road is unstable. ”

The girl didn't seem to be hurt, she got up with her hands and feet, cursed on her lips, but ran to the white horse, and caressed the horse's back with her little hands, with a look of pity, for fear that her beloved horse would be injured.

The white horse neighed lightly in its nostrils, as if responding to the girl's concern, and was extremely psychic.

"Huh? Who are you and why are you standing here. ”

The girl finally found Ye Xipo standing not far away, tilted her head, and asked curiously.

"Little lady, ignore him, little beggar, be careful that he stains your eyes."

A slave walked over, raised the whip in his hand, and was about to whit it at Ye Xipo.

Ye Xipo's heart was broken at the moment, I fucking provoked whoever I wanted, why would anyone kill me and beat me when they saw me, can't they respect the traverser a little. In other words, I am familiar with the history of the Tang Dynasty, and I should be held by you as a prophet!

"Dog slave! Did I tell you to hit him, who told you to do it? ”

The girl's pretty face was cold, and she suddenly started a fire.

The man who wielded the whip threw it away, knelt down in front of the girl, and begged for mercy: "Little lady, I dare no more, forgive me." ”

"What's your name?" The girl looked puzzled, walked to Ye Xipo's side, and introduced herself: "My name is Ya'er." ”

Ye Xipo hesitated for a moment and said, "My name is Zhang San." ”

He could neither reveal his real name, nor could he say that he had no name or surname.

After all, everyone needs a name as a symbol to distinguish themselves from others. Since his surname is Ye, Ye is opposite to Zhang, and people often like to use "Zhang Sanye Four" to describe passerby A and passerby B.

Simply, he will be called "Zhang San".

A look of disappointment suddenly appeared on the girl's face, and she murmured, "Could it be that I recognized the wrong person?" However, there is obviously some similarity between the eyebrows and eyes. However, that was years ago, and I can't remember it anymore. ”

"Dog slave! Give him something to eat and we'll go back! ”

The girl was suddenly in no interest, got on horseback, and walked slowly away along the way she had come.

The servant who raised the whip immediately showed his treacherous villain face, glanced back at the girl, picked up the whip from the ground, raised his hand, hesitated, wrapped the whip back around his waist, took out a piece of bread from his arms, "coughed", spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the cake accurately, threw it at Ye Xipo's feet, and then laughed evilly, turned around and rode away.

"In any era, there are such shameless villains!" Ye Xipo scolded angrily, carefully picked up the dough, carefully tore the side stained with thick phlegm, threw it on the ground, and stuffed the remaining clean part into his mouth.

A fragrance suddenly filled his mouth, and Ye Xipo instantly felt that the whole person calmed down, as if a drowning person had finally pulled a life-saving straw.

Ye Xipo was already hungry to the limit, and he was afraid that he would starve to death in this icy snow before he could light a fire to bake the frozen hard dough softly. What's more, with such a white expanse of snow, where can I find dry firewood and weeds to make a fire?

"Little beggar, I didn't expect your taste to be quite heavy, and you can even eat the bread that others have vomited thick phlegm."

A voice came abruptly from above Ye Xipo's head, startling him. When I looked up, I saw an old man with a white beard sitting on the treetops, covered with thick snow, and if I didn't look closely, I didn't know that there was a person sitting on the tree.

"Uncle, why do you humiliate me so much, if you don't eat this piece of bread, I starved to death just now, how can I still have the life to stand here and talk to you."

Ye Xipo looked up at the old man, and vaguely felt that this old man was not simple. Isn't it obvious, at such an old age, you can climb a tree more than ten meters high, and you must have extraordinary skills.

"Little beggar, do you have anything else to eat, I have slept in the tree for most of the day, and I am also hungry, can you give me some food?" The old man was still laughing at Ye Xipo in one sentence, and begged the other party for food in the next sentence, and his cheeks were thick to a certain level and realm.

Ye Xipo's heart moved, and he touched out the cold and hard pieces of dried meat and dough, and said: "There is still food, but it is stained with blood, and it is frozen hard, and I can't bite it." ”

"Hey, my husband, I'm old and my teeth are not good, how can this be good?" The old man looked disappointed, and skimmed Ye Xipo with the corner of his eye, observing his reaction.

"This is easy to do, I'll make a fire, and the bread and jerky will be soft, and you will be ready to eat!"

Ye Xipo smiled slightly, and began to look around for dry branches for making fires.

At this moment, the sky was already bright, and the golden winter sun was shining on the white earth. I don't know when the heavy snow has stopped, Ye Xipo gathered his thoughts after flying back to more than a thousand years, and his mood suddenly became happy.

After working for a long time, Ye Xipo barely found a few dry branches, then took out the fire fold, carefully recalled the use of the fire in the film and television drama, exposed the fire wool, and gently blew it with his mouth. Unfortunately, the wind and snow were so great that they couldn't ignite the fire at all, and they couldn't even see a spark.

"Alas, it's really useless, I have to do it myself!" The old man jumped down from the tree, snatched the fire fold from Ye Xipo's hand, and didn't see any movement, the fire fold suddenly emitted sparks and smoke, and he lit the dry wood with one hand, and then swept out a palm wind with the other hand, put out the fire fold cleanly, and stuffed it back into Ye Xipo's hand.