Jiang Tiandong moved his eyes and pretended not to see Li Lefu open his eyes.

The carriage jolted all the way, and there was silence in the carriage.

Li Lefu closed her eyes and fell asleep again, this time, she dreamed of a dream that she had never dreamed of.

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This is the winter of the north, the goose feathers and heavy snow, like sharp blades, have fallen one after another, across the face of the person, but unexpectedly feel a trace of pain, as if there is nothing, it is terrifying.

The snow fell suddenly, day and night, and the people from the north were also worried, and came to the Winter Temple to pray for the snow to stop as soon as possible. However, no matter how much they prayed, the snow still had no intention of stopping, so they became angry again, and no longer braved the heavy snow to come to the Winter Temple to do useless actions.

The winter god seemed to be asleep, and did not move, allowing the heavy snow to fall, burying the shallow water of the lake, crushing the heavy branches, and causing a lot of inconvenience to the people in the north.

"Daddy, are we going to the Winter Temple to pray for blessings today?" A little girl wrapped in a tan cotton coat took her father's hand, looked up at him, and asked questions in her heart in confusion.

The father looked down at the girl who was wrapped like a big pompom, and curled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Of course!"

"But the others are gone...... "The little girl seemed a little worried, and she looked up at the white expanse, covered with snow, and the two standing in the snow looked particularly dazzling.

"Assi, something must have happened to the Winter God, otherwise he will definitely give us a response, as long as we sincerely pray for blessings, he will definitely wake up." The father stretched out his warm hand and touched Asi's head, and his kind gaze fell on Asi.

The young Ace met his father's gaze, still wondering, why was his father so sure that the winter god was asleep?

There are four gods in the north, spring, summer, autumn and winter, who are in charge of all the four seasons, and from the day of their birth, they vowed to protect the north forever.

In Xiao As's impression, the appearance of the Four Seasons God only stayed in the stone statues in the four temples in summer, autumn and winter, she had never seen the Four Seasons God, and she had heard that their appearance was rare and amazing in the world.

Immortals, always very beautiful, little Ace thought with a smile, narrowing his bright eyes.

Lady Winter God must have been the same as his father said, he just fell asleep and forgot to get up.

"Then Daddy, let's go quickly, Auntie is still waiting for us at home!" Ace trotted in the direction of the Winter Temple.

Her father followed behind her: "Ace, slow down, the snow is big!"

There was a cold wind in my ears, whirring and shouting, and if it continued like this, the entire northern border might be buried by heavy snow.

What happened to you, Lord Winter? The father walked slowly, walking, but finally stopped not far away, watching the figure of Little Ass getting farther and farther away.

His eyes were extremely complicated, as if he was unbearable and helpless.

"Ace, go......" Father squirmed his purple lips blown by the cold wind, "Go, Daddy is behind you!"

Don't come back!

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Climb this mountain, and you will find the Temple of Winter, which is the closest place to the sky in the north, and the cold wind is even more fierce.

"Daddy!" Little Ace fell to the ground one by one, and screamed.

"Daddy, why are you so slow!"

"Daddy?" Ace got up and patted the snow off his body, and looked back with difficulty.

There is a white snow behind him, where is the father?

"Daddy?! Daddy!" Little Ace felt his throat tight, what about Daddy?

She took the short legs away again, ran a few steps down the hill, and looked again, and there was no color in the snow of her father's clothes.

She was stunned for a moment, felt the cold in her open little mouth, and suddenly turned around and ran towards the Winter Temple not far away.

"Boom!"

The top of the mountain suddenly cracked and scarred, and there was no bottom in sight.

Daddy, Daddy......

The bright sky in front of him is getting farther and farther away from Assi......

The Winter Temple, which was far away in the sky, shone brightly, enveloping the rapidly falling little Ace in it, and the little Ace was so pierced by the light that he couldn't open his eyes, and then he lost consciousness.

As the beam of light envelops you, the snow melts in the village below and everything comes back to life.

The so-called winter god came in the midst of the wind and snow.

Little Ass suddenly saw a perfect and familiar face.

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"Phew-" The carriage braked suddenly, waking Li Lefu up.

Another strange dream.

She looked at the national teacher Jiang Tiandong, and was shocked, feeling that the person in the dream was so similar to his figure.

But Li Lefu shook his head again, lifted the curtain and looked outside, they had already arrived at the border of the Wuyuan Kingdom.

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To the north.

The winter in the north is still extremely cold, with goose feathers and heavy snow, and down flowers. The sky was as white as a piece of white jade, and it was as bright as a cold light.

As far as the eye can see, the entire avenue, except for the snow-covered road, is a few small shops with lanterns swaying in the cold wind.

No one knows why the winter in the north is getting colder and colder, and they don't know when the snow will stop this time.

"Ha ......" a beggar in shabby cotton clothes squatted in front of the tavern door and yawned, "I don't know when it will be sunny this day, it's not easy to get a meal!" It's all because it's too cold these days, and no one is coming on the street.

"It's not, not only you are asking for food, but no one from me who runs a tavern is here, it's cold, who wants to come out!" The shopkeeper of the tavern looked very young, and his appearance was not satisfactory, and he was wrapped in a brown cloak, which contrasted sharply with the beggar, and when he heard this, he walked to the door, looked at the beggar and sneered, "We are a ...... Sympathy?!"

", you're a big shopkeeper who wants food from me...... Same...... Freemasonry?" The beggar snorted and yawned again.

"Whew!" The shopkeeper sighed, and from a distance, he saw a brown figure in the white swaying towards this side, his eyes suddenly lit up, and even his voice became extremely excited, "Mr. is back!"

"Get up, get up!" The shopkeeper pulled up the beggar and stood respectfully in front of the door, waiting for the man to come.

The person who came was the owner of this tavern, called Song Ruoruo.

This man has a strange personality and strange behavior, where he came from and why he came from, the shopkeeper does not know. I only know that this person suddenly found himself to be the shopkeeper of this tavern a few years ago, and told him that as long as he helped to run and take care of this tavern, the small amount of money made from the profits would be his.

But who knows, this Song Ruoruo really just wants to find a shopkeeper to help take care of the tavern, that's all.

The shopkeeper was uneasy at first, always feeling that he had been cheap but couldn't help her, so Song Ruoruo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Yuanzhi, you don't have to think about it, I found you to help, naturally I have a reason, you can help here with peace of mind!"

Later, not long after, she suddenly disappeared, and this disappearance was several years, and today, I can be regarded as remembering to come back.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but smile when he thought of this, although Song Ruoruo is usually not very serious, but he is a first-class lecturer in these aspects.

Knowing you're back, you've had enough?

"Far away." Song Ruoruo's appearance has changed a little compared to when she left before, but she is still wearing men's clothes, her hair is tied, and her eyebrows seem to be more handsome than men...... No, it should be heroic?

The shopkeeper choked up with excitement for a while: "Sir, are you back......" The beggar stood aside at a loss, and in this situation, he didn't seem to be suitable to stay here.

The wind was still blowing violently, and the eyes of several people were so painful that they couldn't stand it, and the beggar shouted loudly: "Come into the house, why are you stunned, how cold!"

Only then did the shopkeeper react: "Come in!"

Song Ruoruo smiled bitterly and glanced at the beggar: "Let's all go in." ”

It seems that he has something on his mind, and he probably wants to come back because he encountered something outside, and after realizing this, the shopkeeper talked softly again.

The beggar ran in with a dance, sat down on a stool that he had not dared to climb before, and picked up the kettle on the table and made himself a cup of tea.

The hot white smoke of the tea rendered the whole room warm.

The shopkeeper brought a pot of warm wine, poured a cup for Song Ruoruo, and poured a cup for herself, she loves wine, especially on such a cold day, she loves to drink this warm wine, but he didn't dare to give her more to drink, if she drank too much, she would be drunk.

It's horrible.

When the beggar smelled the wine, he poured all the tea into his mouth, and went to ask for a cup with an empty cup, and the shopkeeper poured him a cup, and the beggar who got the wine ran back happily and no longer bothered them.

Looking at Song Ruoruo again, holding her head as if she had no soul, she watched the shopkeeper's every move in a daze, with a complicated expression.

Over the years, Song Ruoruo went to the Heavenly Realm, and a lot of things happened during this period, so much that her brain wanted to explode.

Fortunately, she came back, back to the tavern, but the breath in her heart always couldn't calm down for a long time.

Depressed, really depressed, she couldn't understand how the spring god of the heavenly realm was so unreasonable, unforgiving?

Sure enough, I'm old.

"What's wrong?" The shopkeeper picked up the glass of wine on the table and handed it to Song Ruoruo, "Xiaoruo?"

Song Ruoruo didn't reply, and drank the wine with his head down.

"The girl is older, and she has something on her mind, I don't know which lover is worried about this?" The shopkeeper said jokingly, knowing in his heart that this was not what she was worried about.

Song Ruoruo rolled her eyes: "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you know that you are making fun of me!" The shopkeeper has changed a lot, but his original personality is very gentle, and he is also close and distant to her, so he will not make such jokes to her.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then a gentle smile appeared on his face: "What troublesome things have you encountered again?" ”

When Song Ruoruo heard this, he began to sigh again: "Far away, I'm ...... Alas, you don't know when you say it, but you've changed a lot. Song Ruoruo stared at the shopkeeper's eyes.

"It's so pretty." She looked at it for a long time, and blurted out these three words coldly, perhaps because she was drunk, her voice became extremely soft and glutinous.

"Huh?" The shopkeeper was startled, and suddenly panicked for some reason, "You're drunk again, how many drinks have you just had?"

"One cup," Song Ruoruo lay on the table tiredly, exhaled deeply, and slowly opened her eyes to look at the pot of warm wine on the table, steaming white smoke, her eyes were extremely dense, as if a layer of fog floated, "I haven't drunk it for many years......"

The shopkeeper was puzzled, afraid that he would be drunk and play a child's temper again.

The beggar on the side had already fallen asleep on his seat, probably because the wine was really strong.

"Xiao Ruo, what's wrong with you?" The shopkeeper asked, and the person at the table did not speak, but kept his eyes open and looked at the unknown place for a long time, and suddenly sat up again, poured a glass of wine, and drank it all.

Another glass, all in one drink.

"Drink, you and I will see you again today, you should be happy and happy, not drunk...... No return!"

"Drink less!"

The snow outside the tavern was tight, white. It was night, the snow was falling, the tavern was full of smoke, and Song Ruoruo was already drunk and unconscious.

The dim light sprinkled on his body, soft and lonely.