After a short distraction, Jiang Hai remembered what he said when he joked with his grandfather Xia Song a few years ago,

"When I'm old, I'll plant a few Shengyuan fruit trees in the courtyard, and then raise a hell demon dog and go for a walk......

Now that I think about it, this is also a joke that I don't know how thick the sky is, but now listening to what the drunken madman said, there is really someone in charge of the Shengyuan Fruit Tree, but I don't know whether it is planted or guarded like a spirit animal, just taking care of the Shengyuan Fruit.

"What do you think? I said, why didn't you get up until now?"

The drunken madman also remembered when he saw Jiang Hai wandering, he should wake up before dawn on weekdays, why is there something abnormal today, so he asked.

Jiang Hai returned from his fugue state, and had to tell everything that happened last night. I thought that the Taoist would be very surprised, but what I didn't expect was that the drunken Taoist looked calm, and it seemed that he had expected it.

"You're not surprised at all?"

"Who is Lao Tzu? Except for the fact that I was a little surprised by the appearance of your kid, there have not been many things that have surprised me over the years. Anyway, tell Lao Tzu what the face of the person you see looks like. ”

Jiang Hai first rolled his eyes, and then recalled in his mind the face he saw at that moment, but he found that he couldn't remember what that face looked like anyway.

Jiang Hai deliberately remembered what really happened last night, but now he can't remember it, how can he accept this?

Looking back, he found that the drunken madman had a natural expression on his face, and Jiang Hai understood that all this was still in his expectations, which means that at least he had encountered this situation.

"Old man, you ......"

"Not all the good things in the world are all you have encountered, and it's not a good thing!"

Jiang Hai's words convinced Jiang Hai that he had really experienced it, so he asked again, "Old man, do you know something?"

The drunken madman first shook his head, and then said with a serious face, "Not every piece of history will be remembered, and not every top person will be well-known, the history we identify is not worth mentioning for this heaven and earth at all, and heaven and earth are also very small for some existences, so there are some things I don't know." ”

"But I can be sure that the person represented by this idol must have made a great contribution to this heaven and earth, to all human beings and living beings, because of this temple, because of this statue. ”

After hearing this, Jiang Hai was puzzled: "Since it has made some great contributions to all human beings, why is it headless, and what kind of creature dares to desecrate such a god statue?"

"There is black and white in the world, there is justice and evil, either he is beheaded by his opponent, or he himself does not want people to see his face, just as you and I have seen his face at a certain time but cannot remember it. ”

"When?"

"That's right, I've only met once when I first arrived here for more than 100 years, and I never had a chance again, and I forgot about it with my dreams. ”

Speaking of such a powerful person as a drunken madman, there is also a bit of sentimentality in the words. It is conceivable that he also wants to know who this person is, but he can't do it.

"Old man, I have been instructed by others to learn some things, and I am going to do something, are you interested?"

Jiang Hai spoke, not only to break the quiet atmosphere, but also to think of something he had to do.

Seeing that the drunken madman looked at him, Jiang Hai spoke again, "Someone told me about your identity as a guardian, and I will enter the Demon Moon in the future, will you let me in?"

After Jiang Hai finished speaking, he fell into silence again, such scenes are rare enough to show that this matter is important and the Taoist has to think, during which Jiang Hai did not speak again, but just watched the change in the expression of the Taoist.

"It seems that you went out this time not only to cause trouble but also to meet a master, if it were on weekdays, I would naturally not let you in, because it is a place of nine deaths and one life, but now I can let you in. ”

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hai could only ask, "Why?"

"Although there are many people in the Tianxuan Continent who know my identity, there are only a handful of people you can contact and are willing to guide you, and it can be regarded as my recognition of their strength, so I let you in. Second, I said early on that you are a variable, and some and nothing will happen to you, so for ordinary people, a disaster may be an opportunity for you. ”

"Last but not least. ”

Under Jiang Hai's gaze, he spoke again: "Based on my friendship with that old guy, asking him for a worthless Shengyuan Fruit should be given immediately on weekdays, but this time if you don't give it or even fight with me, thinking about it can only be related to you." ”

"Maybe all kinds of things are destined, and someone superior has already calculated that you want to go in. ”

Now it's Jiang Hai's turn to be puzzled, he actually said that there is a master in this world? Is there an existence in this world that is even more terrifying than this old man? Just like Zhou Banxian and Bai Xiaosheng, he can use divination and deduction?

"What kind of eyes do you have? There are mountain people outside the mountain, and I can't beat that old guy if I don't say anything else, otherwise Lao Tzu wouldn't be so embarrassed. Go, go, go in when you can move someday, I don't care about it. ”

This was the end of the conversation, and in the following days, as he said, the drunken madman no longer went out, except for pouring wine on Jiang Hai from time to time, most of them were sleeping, which also made the latter very suspicious, is this guy really a guard, he is sleeping like this to guard?

The world passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, it was winter, what happened in the Tianxuan Continent and the Eastern Continent Jianghai didn't know, although Jiangcun was remote, it had to be said to be a wonderful place, at least it was quiet and would not be disturbed by the outside world.

And in the past few months, Jiang Hai has also benefited a lot, from a paralyzed state to a simple walking movement now, and all this is due to the drunken man's wine.

The medicinal effect of this wine does not need to be said that Jiang Hai's current standing can explain some problems, if Jiang Hai's body was broken porcelain before, and it was barely kept intact with a sticky substance, then he is now at least smeared with a layer of clay on the broken place, although it cannot be completely repaired, it is also much stronger than before, and that Saint Yuan Fruit is the last firing.

Moreover, the amount of this wine, the old man has never gone out but he has drunk inexhaustibly, so that Jiang Hai has to wonder if he has lost his eyes again, this broken gourd is also a magic weapon of no low level? Just like the drunkard's gourd.

The answer was: "Go, it's like never seen the world, isn't that a treasure on Lao Tzu?"

Under Jiang Hai's special gaze, he slapped Jiang Hai again, "Get out, get out, how can you covet the treasure given by your master?"

"Master?"

What answered him was the white eyes of the drunken madman, "Without a teacher, could it be that Lao Tzu is a self-taught saint?"

Under Jiang Hai's repeated questioning, he had to sigh: "Actually, I have never seen Shizun, and I don't know if there is such a person in this world, because every time I teach a class, it is in a dream, or when I am confused between life and death, hey!"

This is the second time he has been lost in a few days, and the expression like not knowing the origin of this headless god statue made Jiang Hai stunned, he still had a teacher, but how did this master listen to it so mysteriously, and teach in his dreams? If it weren't for the fact that this guy's strength was overwhelming, Jiang Hai would definitely think that he was fooling himself or hadn't woken up yet.

The distance between the two was not far away, which inevitably made Jiang Hai a little suspicious, 'Could it be that this headless god statue is his master?'

Jiang Hai's expression was drunk and crazy, but he didn't react again and lay down again, which was neither admitting nor denying?

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Jiang Hai slowly walked to the gate step by step.

Before I got close, I felt a chill, although it was not the kind of cold heart I had experienced before, but it was also a different taste, because of nature.

Looking closely, what can be seen between the fields of vision is a white expanse, the heaven and the earth are finally the same at this moment, and the other colors in the sky that cannot be seen are all white, like a piece of white paper that is not stained with dust, and down, all you see in the eyes of the land is snow-capped.

Mountain, earth,...... As far as you can see, it seems to be covered with a thick layer of white cotton, but the whole is not inconsistent at all. Jiang Hai could feel the slightest cold wind before he walked out, not violent but a little cold.

In the distance, you can see some other colors, black, yellow... There are no less than five kinds, but there are not too many in the vast land, until I saw the wisps of green smoke that I was fooled, I realized that it was the location of Jiangcun, and what was revealed was the original color of Jiangcun, because the smoke melted the ice and snow.

Yes, such a heavy snowfall even froze part of the lake, and at this moment the villagers can only stay at home to keep warm.

Seeing this, Jiang Hai couldn't help but sigh, how long has it been since he saw such a heavy snowfall, the place where his memory stays is still another starry sky, and the memory of this life has not had such a heavy snowfall. Then he laughed at himself, "It's also strange that most of you are not at home on weekdays, even if there is such a beautiful scenery, where do you watch it from." ”

Following his memory, he looked at the familiar place again, and could only see a rough idea, and shaking his head could only be a sigh.

Even if they saw it, how could they return home now? Mother may not know that her father knows her state at a glance, how can she let them worry about themselves and hurt themselves?

Although the scenery is beautiful, but at the moment there is no mood, so I have to turn my head stupidly and lie on the straw again, fortunately, this place is warm, although it can not warm the heart but can warm the body.

And Jiang Hai just lay down, the drunken madman opened his eyes, although he sensed Jiang Hai's every move, but at the moment he was not looking at him, but looking at the vast place through the doorway, and then he also spat out silently.

Although he is powerful, I don't know how much, but the experiences of the two are somewhat similar, and they both read sentimentality in this vast snow, and perhaps only those who have really been hurt can feel lonely in this beauty.