Snow.

It was snowing heavily, and the ground had turned white.

From the courtyard came the sound of the laughter of Zashiki boy and Hotaru.

The Snow Maiden sat alone on the railing of the roof, still wearing a very thin dress.

However, she didn't feel any cold.

Chen Beibei was lying on the bed, playing with the onmyoji.

The arrival of winter has made it difficult to play games.

If you put your hands outside, it will be colder.

If you are hiding under the covers, the exhaled breath will quickly condense on the mobile phone screen, making the touch screen blurry and insensitive.

In reality, it is snowing, and snowflakes have already fallen on the game interface of Onmyoji.

It's a very novel setting.

However, the Shikijin in the courtyard were still wearing their previous clothes and standing under the snow.

It looks a little pitiful.

After Chen Beibei finished his daily tasks, he withdrew.

I've been playing for too long, and my hands are already very cold.

Among the news pushed by the mobile phone, there was a piece of news that caught Chen Beibei's attention.

"On snowy days, an old man fell into a frozen pond and was rescued by a man. Life is all right! ”

In the news picture, a man is shirtless, standing next to the old man. On the sidelines were the crowd of onlookers.

Being able to jump into a frozen pond to save people is undoubtedly worthy of respect.

However, this is not what attracted Chen Beibei.

What really attracted Chen Beibei was a crowd of onlookers in the photo.

Tsing Yi monk!

I haven't heard from that monk for so long.

It's been more than two months since I met him when I first fished.

Autumn has also turned into winter, and I didn't expect to see him in the news.

The monk's face was expressionless, very calm.

His eyes looked at the old man lying on the ground.

Just looking, there is no kindness, and there are no evil thoughts.

"Xiaoluo, let me tell you a story about snow."

The man hanging from the branch said suddenly, not in doubt, but in affirmation.

Before the bride could reply, the man began to tell the story he remembered.

"My eleventh woman I met when it was snowing. I was out and about that day when I passed by a cottage. It was snowing, and it was no longer convenient to go home.

So I stayed overnight with the owner of the hut, a beautiful woman. When she asked about her husband, tears welled up in her eyes.

Then he said sadly, 'He's dead.' ’

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the road from which it came has been covered with thick snow.

Heavy snow fell for seven days in a row, on the night of the seventh day.

The woman came to my room.

She held a small white wine bottle in her hand, and her body was steaming hot. As I walked, I staggered and ended up in my bed.

Snow-white hands and hot bodies make this snowy day not so cold.

And then, as you can imagine, something like that happened. ”

This is already the eleventh story told by the hanged man.

Every time, it's as you think it will be.

The bride also slowly understood what it meant as you thought.

"Again. Uncle, you're really ashamed. ”

Xiaoluo bride said disdainfully.

The hanged man shook with no expression on his face and no longer spoke.

There are some things that only those who have experienced them understand.

The bride slipped from the spider silk into the snow: "It's so cold......"

"Hahaha, if Xiao Luo is afraid of the cold, go to the master's bed."

Firefly said with a smile.

"No, no."

The bride began to run on the snow, with eight pointed feet, making the snow full of dense holes.

"Chen Beibei, what are you looking at?"

Chen Yan's voice sounded suddenly, startling Chen Beibei, and the mobile phone almost hit his face.

"Chen Beibei, you also pay attention to this news?"

Chen Yan continued, apparently she had seen the news on Chen Beibei's phone screen.

However, the news is generally pushed by big data, and it is strange that Chen Yan can see this small news at the same time as Chen Beibei.

"Why, you've seen it too?"

Chen Beibei asked.

"Well, I saw it yesterday, and it's what happened in Sakura City."

It turned out to be something that happened yesterday, and Chen Beibei hadn't noticed it yet.

"It turned out to be yesterday."

"Yes, but this news is even hotter today."

"Why?"

"Because, the old man who was rescued in the news drowned today. It's still the frozen pond. ”

Chen Yan deliberately lowered his voice and said it, which seemed a little mysterious.

"Won't it?"

Such a thing, anyway, is still rather strange.

Chen Beibei was a little unconvinced.

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you."

Chen Yan quickly searched for the news, and then handed the phone to Chen Beibei.

"The old man who was rescued yesterday drowned in the pond this morning."

There's a lot of text in the news.

But none of this is as good as the last photo.

In the frozen pond, an old man was frozen on the water, motionless, apparently dead.

It turns out that the popularity of this news is still quite high, and it is understandable that Chen Beibei and Chen Yan can receive it at the same time.

For the death of the elderly.

There is a lot of speculation in the comments below.

Some said that he committed suicide, but after being rescued, he chose to commit suicide again.

It is also said that the life span of the old man has reached and he cannot be saved.

There are all kinds of them.

But in Chen Beibei's mind, the appearance of that monk appeared.

Is the appearance of the monk just a coincidence?

It's been a long time since I've seen that monk.

As soon as he came out, such a strange thing happened.

This made Chen Beibei a little suspicious.

But now Chen Beibei doesn't know where the monk is now, so naturally there is no way to find him.

I can only wait for the time when I encounter it in the future, and pay more attention to it.

"Chen Beibei, what do you want? We're going to hang out later. Zashiki Boy and Firefly Grass can't wait. ”

"What to play?"

"Just go out and see the snow and walk around. You monsters seem to love snow. ”

"Okay."

It stands to reason that when it snows, the weather is so cold that the road is not easy to walk.

It should be a kind of weather that is hated.

However, it seems that many people will enjoy such weather.

This is probably because there is less snow when it falls.

Or, I like the feeling that the whole world is snow-white.

Especially when you wake up in the morning and the snow hasn't been trampled on.

That's a really good feeling.

"Where's the Snow Maiden?"

The Shikikami had already gathered in the courtyard, but the Snow Maiden alone did not come.

"I'm here."

The Snow Maiden's voice was soft, coming from above.

Everyone looked up and saw that the Snow Maiden was sitting alone on the railing of the roof.

Snow-white calves, dangling in the air.

Then, the Snow Maiden leaned forward and jumped down......

(End of chapter)