The snow has stopped, the earth is white, and occasionally a few diamond-shaped snowflakes in the air are slowly falling on Xuan'er, silently blending into the white snow. The visual area is white, surrounded by silver.

Crunch, very crisp and rhythmic sound sounded on the silent snowfield, in the snow a yellow old man with gray hair stepped on the snow, and gray footprints appeared everywhere he went, adding some charm to this monotonous snow scene.

The old man came to the front of a thatched hut covered with heavy snow, opened the fence door and entered the courtyard, only to see a simple table and chair in the corner of the courtyard, and a boiling teapot was placed on the table, and a faint smoke with a strong tea fragrance slowly rose from the vent of the lid.

There was a young man in a cyan Confucian robe standing next to the table, he looked at the red plum tree on the edge of the thatched hut with his hands behind his back, the red plum was more delicate and delicate against the background of the snow, a gust of wind blew, the red plum swayed slightly, and a red plum petal fell slowly like a butterfly from the treetops.

The corners of the young man's mouth were slightly hooked and a smile leaked, and he stretched out his hand as pale as paper, and the red plum petals slowly fell on his hand. Picked up the red plum petals and put them under the nose and sniffed them gently, and the intoxication on his face was revealed.

"Mei Xue is not willing to descend in spring, and the pen fee of the Sao Ren Pavilion is commented."

"The plum and the snow are three points white, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum."

The young man recited the poem in his mouth, turned around, picked up the kettle, poured a cup of tea into the two cups and said with a smile: "Nian Weng, this snow plum poem by Lu Meipo is my artistic conception at this time, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter I only have a soft spot for this snow-covered winter, not only because of the snow, but also because of the plum blossoms that bloom in the snow." ”

Nian Weng smiled and took the plum blossom petals in the young man's hand and played with them for a while, then said: "Although the red plum is good, it lives in a cold winter environment, so it also brings cold to the plum blossom admirers, wouldn't it be better if it was like this." ”

With a wave of his hand, he saw that all the snow was gone, and the earth became verdant, and the warm sunlight in the sky shone on the earth, and from time to time there were a few spring swallows chirping and plundering.

The young man picked up the teacup and gently blew open the emerald green tea leaves and drank a sip and said: "The four gentlemen in the flower are Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, and their corresponding character is proud, secluded, firm and light, among which the plum blossom is the first of the row, the world praises him for the wind and the snow to face the cold, but there are few praises for the snow, but in my opinion, the plum blossoms are facing difficulties, and the snow is heroic, it is better to say that the snow has worked hard to achieve the plum blossoms." ”

"What Lang Jun said is also reasonable, isn't there also a poem that says that the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, which also shows that plum blossoms and snow complement each other, and no one can do without anyone."

Lang Jun put down the teacup, turned around with his hands behind his back, and said that he looked at the rising sun in the sky, and with a wave of his hand, the earth returned to a white place: "Nianweng! For almost a thousand years, we have been doing the cold winter snow in the mouth of the literati, and silently achieved a lot of fragrant plum blossoms, is it really worth it? ”

Nian Weng stood up and stood beside Lang Jun, looking indifferently at the white and flawless world, "Lang Jun is too worried, there are causes and effects in this world, everything we do is rewarded, but it has not yet reached the ripe season." ”

Lang Jun turned his face sideways and looked down at Nian Weng and said with a smile: "I hope so, the plum blossom that hasn't bloomed yet is coming soon, right?" ”

"Qi Yu Langjun, the plum blossom has entered our hunting range, and it is waiting for your training."

"Okay, the last one, a thousand years of waiting, I don't mind doing the cold winter snow again, let him fully bloom for me, release the fragrance."

The wind was whistling in their ears, all the scenery in the field was rapidly retreating, Zhang Yi and the Spirit Domain were galloping in the night like two ghosts, one after the other, and in front of them, a large cloud of black smoke drifted rapidly, like a swarm of flying locusts pressed by the black.

With a wave of his hand, three shining silver needles flew out of the spirit domain's hand, and these three flew to the black smoke in an instant to try to block the way, but at this moment, a large hole suddenly appeared in the sky.

This big hole is dark and misty, and from time to time you can see the colorful glow inside.

The Spirit Domain couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this, this guy obviously wanted to escape with the help of this black door.

"If you want to escape, it's not that easy" After sending out six silver needles in a row, the Spirit Domain came into contact with the edge of the black smoke, and Zhang Yi had already arrived at this time.

However, there was still nothing to stop the black smoke from escaping, and it burrowed into the black hole like a slick loach, disappearing in an instant.

Lingyu glanced back at Zhang Yi, turned around and jumped into the black hole without hesitation, and Zhang Yi immediately followed.

After the two of them disappeared into the black hole with a cloud of black smoke, the black hole instantly shrank until it disappeared.

In the vast white snow, Zhang Yi and the Spirit Domain instinctively used their hands to shield their eyes from the light reflected by the sudden snow.

After a while, Zhang Yi slowly moved his hand and looked at everything around him, and his brain was blank.

If I remember correctly, the time is September, the weather is still very hot, this is the border of Anhui, the weather will not be so abnormal, is it an illusion.

But this idea was quickly denied, seeing the white breath he exhaled and feeling the chill on his body, Zhang Yi was sure that this was a real snowy winter.

Zhang Yi clasped his hands around his chest, turned his head tremblingly, and asked Lingyu hurriedly: "Where is this, can't we reach the North Pole?" After that, he stretched his neck and looked around, "It's not the North Pole, I haven't even seen a polar bear." ”

The spirit realm did not jump up and down with his hands in his hands like Zhang Yi, but kept observing everything around him.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded: "Hell, why is it snowing so suddenly." ”

Smelling the sound and looking at it, I saw a person wriggling in the snow a hundred meters away, and I knew it was Lao Dao when I looked at the robe.

Lao Dao looked very embarrassed, his hair was scattered, and his silver-white beard was covered with snow, he stood up blankly and saw Zhang Yi and Lingyu looking very excited, and kept waving his hands to them and shouting.

What he shouted was a little inaudible, so Zhang Yi had to run forward while putting his hand to his ear and asking in a loud voice: "I can't hear what you say." ”

Lao Dao put his hand to his mouth and shouted: "It's very cold, but it will be warm if you put your hand in the crotch."

Zhang Yi glanced at Lao Dao and didn't make such a lewd action, he just kept rubbing his frozen red hands.

There didn't seem to be a trace of cold on the spiritual realm, he still walked straight from Zhang Yi's eyes to Lao Dao, squinting his eyes at the snot flowing, and the old Dao with his hands in his crotch asked coldly: "What about the people you brought?" ”

At this time, Lao Dao woke up like a dream, he didn't come to see the snow scene, he was brought here inexplicably when he was channeling with two souls.

Lao Dao couldn't help but become anxious, he turned around impatiently and looked around, but the visual area was white, and there was no shadow of anyone moving.

Zhang Yi hurriedly walked over and threw a sentence to Lao Dao and Lingyu: "Find, dig three feet into the ground to find out these two souls, this is the sin created by the two of you, one will not return for a long time, and the other will cut off the guide incense." ”

After listening to Zhang Yi's words, Lao Dao's heart was bright, he finally found the culprit, it turned out that it was the spiritual domain, which killed a thousand knives, extinguished the self that led the way to the incense, and was invaded by evil things, how could he swallow this evil breath, so he jumped up and grabbed the collar of the spiritual domain, opened his mouth full of yellow teeth, and prepared to scold.

Lingyu was unmoved, just stood in place and glanced at Lao Dao with cold eyes, Lao Dao couldn't help but shiver all over his body, feeling a chill sink into his heart, and even his crotch was cold.

So his face was on one side, and all the folds on his face were piled up together to show an embarrassed smile and said, "Brother Xiaoling, you have snow here, and the poor road will sweep it for you." With that, he gently swept between the neck of the spirit realm, and then enthusiastically straightened his collar.