It's getting colder, and the weather is a little overwhelming.

Outside the city of Chang'an.

"Come here, lined up, and check them carefully one by one." The leading sergeant was very thin, and his voice was very loud.

A stream of people is waiting to be checked into the city.

"Ouch, how can I still check this?"

"I've heard that the plague is in Anding, and I'm afraid of spreading it to the city."

"No, I've heard that the city is dead."

"Not necessarily, what if."

The two outsiders complained one by one, unaware that a pair of eyes were already full of murderous aura, and they were right behind them.

"I said Captain Qingfeng, this won't be so aggressive." The leading sergeant pointed to the crowd.

Qingfeng glanced at him, and the sergeant was immediately startled and stopped talking.

The sergeant can't provoke the master of Chang'an Mansion in front of him, this Qingfeng and the two captains who chase the moon, known as the two tigers of Chang'an, are Chang Long's right-hand men. This time, Chang Long arranged the two of them to be personally supervised at the east gate and the west gate respectively, I am afraid that there is another hidden story inside.

Qingfeng's eyes were like lightning, staring straight at the crowd, as if he was looking for someone.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed.

"What's wrong?" The sergeant also panicked.

"It's murderous." Breeze Whisper. He patrolled for a week, but he didn't find any suspicious people, but he clearly felt a faint murderous aura lingering, which made him frown. His right hand touched the sword at his waist before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come, check it out for me." The sergeant hurriedly shouted to his subordinates to lift their spirits.

"Boy, where are you?" A soldier stopped a boy dressed in coarse white.

"Passing through Chang'an, we want to go east." The boy replied calmly.

"What's in the bag?"

"Some crumbs."

"Who are you talking about?" The soldier was a little angry and grabbed the boy.

"Stop! Let him go. Qingfeng said sharply.

When the soldier saw his boss speak, he quickly let go, for fear of offending the little ancestor, and it would not be cost-effective to move with his head in the end.

"Please!" Sleek bend.

The young man glanced at Qingfeng, nodded slightly, and entered the city.

This isn't the first time he's been here, Beifeng sighed a little.

Walking through the lively Chang'an Market, he glanced at the pharmacy, the shopkeeper was making calculations inside, the north wind suddenly felt a little sour, and he wanted to go in to say hello, but he still stopped.

"Pedestrians avoid! Pedestrians avoid! "A gust of wind also flew by.

I saw a large group of soldiers fully armed and driving towards the east gate.

The north wind looked at the sky, and the gloomy sky made him afraid to hurry, so he had to see if he could find a place to stay in the city.

After turning a few streets, the north wind was a little desperate.

Sure enough, he was alone.

Even this god seemed to be a little sad, and a few snowflakes fell.

As soon as the snow falls in Chang'an, there are thousands of lights in the market.

The north wind found a discharge door and reclined.

This night, the snow was surprisingly heavy, but it was when I was alone here, the north wind and the north wind.

"It's cold...... Mother...... Mother! "The startled north wind grabbed something.

"Ahh

Hearing this voice, Beifeng's heart sank, not good, I'm afraid there is trouble.

"I'm sorry......" Beifeng looked at the woman sitting next to the bed, and suddenly let go of his hand.

"It's okay...... You okay? Do you feel unwell? The woman's voice was as soft as water, and the dots flooded into her heart, making the north wind even more heartwarming.

"Out of the way." Beifeng sat up straight.

"Childe doesn't know where he came from, how can he live in the snow?" The woman seemed to be there in person, and she was very distressed.

The north wind was silent and did not reply.

"Oh, Qinglian, how is he?" A middle-aged man in a purple robe and a jade crown stepped in.

"I've seen the master. The little boy is all right. Qinglian said softly.

"Well, that's good, how can I let the people of Chang'an Mansion die before the gate of my mansion, wouldn't it make the world laugh." Chang Long said loudly.

Beifeng's heart tightened, and it became heavier and heavier. Secretly thought to himself how he slept in front of the gate of Chang'an Mansion when it was dark yesterday and he didn't see it clearly, really.

But it's also said that this Chang'an Mansion is so ordinary, and it doesn't have a bit of majesty, just like an ordinary big family.

In contemplation, Chang Long coughed lightly.

"Oh, it's time for me to go." The north wind came back to its senses.

"Hahaha, don't be nervous, that's not what the old man meant."

"Yes, your body has not healed yet, and you have suffered a whole night of wind and snow, and the cold cannot be cleared in a day or two." Qinglian seems to prefer to keep the north wind. Chang Long turned his head and looked at it, silent.

"Thank you." The north wind said slowly.

The main hall of Chang'an Mansion

"That kid ......" Chang Long looked at the gray sky, a little distracted.

"Master, Dan'er...... One person ......," Qinglian sobbed.

Chang Long was silent, looking at the flying snowflakes, and sighed gloomily.

"My Dan'er is as old as that child." Chang Long muttered to himself.

"yes...... When I saw the child yesterday, I actually ...... "Qinglian lost her voice."

"Don't you say a word to my father...... It's big! Chang Long flicked his sleeves and walked to the wing.

……

Den.

"How?" Chang Long asked in a deep voice.

"All the best." Qingfeng replied.

"This time, at all costs, it must be taken. Since it has appeared in my Changlong territory, it cannot fall into the hands of others. ”

"Yes, subordinates do their best." The breeze catered to it.

Chang Long suddenly turned his head and stared at Qingfeng.

"If your subordinates can't get it back, come and see you." The breeze chills in my heart.

"Well, go ahead." Chang Long is the same as ever.

The breeze retreated.

"Report, the captain of the moon chaser has arrived." The doorman asked.

"Come in." Chang Long made a cup of tea himself.

"Your Excellency." A woman in military uniform came in, with a capable figure and a delicate face.

"Hmm. I asked you to do something personally. ”

"Your Excellency, please command."

"Recently, I learned that there is an ancient relic on Fenghua Mountain in the north of Jingzhou, and this official needs you to retrieve it for me."

"Yes, I wonder if you can show me what it is? lest the subordinates be mistaken"

"Hmm...... Chixiao! ......" Chang Long wanted to speak and stopped.

"Chixiao!" Chasing the moon exclaimed.

"Exactly! Questions? Chang Long frowned, took a sip of tea, and stared at Chasing the Moon.

"No, no, no problem. The subordinates will go. ”

"Remember, at all costs."

“…… Be! ”

Chasing the moon left, Chang Long looked out of the door for a long time, his hand pinching the teacup.

"Bang!" The teacup falls gently on the table.

A few dark shadows swept past the courtyard wall and disappeared......

"Master......" The coquettish voice came, and Chang Long turned his head in response.

"You're here." The indifferent response made Qinglian feel a little bad.

"How do you arrange that little boy?"

"If he can't be idle, let him help do something." Chang Long closed his eyes and reclined in his chair, looking a little tired.

"......" Qinglian nodded, got up and walked towards the door. She knew that it was not time for her to talk about some miscellaneous things today.

The backyard of Chang'an Mansion

Wearing the clothes that Qinglian found out, Beifeng finally felt a little better in this weather.

He looked at the frozen water, and there were still a few mischievous fish hitting the ice again.

"Looks like he's recovering well." Qinglian walked towards her.

"Thank you for your attention." Beifeng was still very grateful to this woman who was just like her own name, if not, she would have already been dead in the snow.

"It's good to save someone's life." Qinglian looked at Chi Zhong and was a little surprised: "Dan'er used to be in a daze here before. ”

The north wind listened quietly to her.

"He used to be just like you, very stubborn."

"Really?" Beifeng obviously didn't agree with her words, where was he stubborn.

"Yes, why don't you knock on the door and spend the night on such a snowy night?"

……

The north wind was silent for a moment.

"I can live on my own." The north wind squatted on the edge of the pool, looking at the small fish under the ice.

Qinglian was a little stunned.

"I forgot to ask you, where do you live?" Qinglian cuts to the chase.

"My family lives in ...... Well, outside the city. "The north wind suddenly remembered something.

"Then how could you?"

"I'm the only one in my house."

"I'm sorry ......"

"Get used to it."

Qinglian was stunned again.

"Well, I just asked my master, and he said you can stay longer." Qinglian was silent for a long time before she spoke again.

"It's okay, I'll leave in a few days." The north wind got up and stared at Qinglian.

Qinglian was stunned, she felt that the child's gaze was familiar, her willow eyebrows were slightly urged, and her rainy eyes were affectionate. Beifeng noticed Qinglian's expression, and felt that he was a little rude, so he nodded slightly to apologize.

"You kid...... Chrysostom is difficult to open. Qinglian said slowly.

"Good chat......" Chang Long paced.

"I've seen the prefect." Beifeng saw Chang Long coming over and turned sideways.

"You're welcome, I'm here to tell the little boy that if there is anything these days, tell Qinglian that the old man has to go out, and it is estimated that it will take some time." Chang Long looked at Qinglian after speaking.

Qinglian was a little overwhelmed.

"Adults have official business, so you don't have to worry about my affairs." Beifeng said softly.

"Good! The old man is gone. Chang Long left after saying that, and he didn't say goodbye to Qinglian.

"I'll send him off, don't be restrained in the house yourself." Qinglian hurried away with Chang Long.

"Okay." The north wind nodded.

The entrance of Chang'an Mansion

"Master, this is ......," Qinglian stopped when she wanted to speak.

"Don't ask, look at home." Chang Long turned over and got on the horse, very chic, although his hair was slightly frosty, but he was still not old.

Qinglian didn't ask again, she knew, she couldn't care.

Chang Long looked back at the soldiers of Chang'an Mansion who were already waiting in formation, his heart was hot, and he looked at Qinglian again.

"Let's go!" Chang Long urged the horse out.

The military flags are lined up, the Jin Ge iron horse, the three thousand Chang'an soldiers and horses are rushing to the west gate, and the streets of Chang'an are crowded, and they have watched this scene that has not been seen for a long time.

At the gate of the simple Chang'an Mansion, Qinglian is still looking out.

Beifeng stood behind the door, wanting to go over, but he stopped and turned to walk towards the backyard.

"Madam, let's go in......" A maidservant reminded Qinglian.

"Oh...... Okay" Qinglian turned around and suddenly stopped again.

"What are you ......" Qinglian looked at Beifeng with some surprise.

"It's time for me to go." The north wind is in the right direction.

"No, your body ......" Qinglian still wanted to argue.

"I'm fine, thank you Madame for saving my life, this kindness, I have to report it later." It's rare for the north wind to say so many words. After saying that, he crossed Qinglian's side, and at a staggered moment, he heard Qinglian's weak voice: Treasure!

The north wind did not look back and left in style......

Qinglian didn't look back, and walked towards the depths of the mansion.

…… A black shadow turned out of the courtyard, like a flying swallow, very agile, and went straight to the west gate of Chang'an......

The north wind hurried out of the east gate. He pulled the small burden on his body, and his palms were already soaked.

He recalled Fang Cai Qinglian's eyes.

Gentle as lightning.

Thinking about it, a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart.

He knew that this was not a good thing.

The north wind let out a silent breath and quickened his pace, all the way to the east.

But it was said that this Chang Long led 3,000 men and horses to the west, non-stop, making a lot of noise, and for a while Chang'an City was shouting, thinking that there was another war.

Jingzhou North

The desolation is still the same, the grass and trees are bleak, although there are no broken walls, but it is like hell on earth, dead and silent!

"It used to be a good place, too." Chang Long frowned and muttered to himself.

"Be careful, this place is ominous." Behind him, a guard wearing vermilion flowing gold essence iron armor said in a deep voice.

"It's okay!" Chang Long has been on the battlefield for a long time, how could he be suppressed by this kind of place.

When the guard heard this, he glanced at his colleagues and understood each other.

The army turned north from Jingzhou and marched towards Fenghua Mountain.

There are gradually no birds in the sky, and under the gloomy sky, it is the Fenghua Mountain where the fire maple stays for a long time.

Fenghua Mountain, all year round is full of red leaves, the world is all surprised. It is said that Luoyang Mansion once sent a monk to investigate here, but found nothing, all the gods and goddesses in the world have also admired it, for a time, Fenghua Mountain became famous all over the world, and became a holy place in the mouth of literati and ink writers. In the end, no one figured out the reason why the maple leaves of Fenghua Mountain grew red, and gradually, no one cared anymore.