I didn't get out of bed when I heard this, but my first reaction when I opened my eyes was a frown.

I don't know when I started, I have fallen in love with the sound of falling snow, as if it penetrated into the softest depths of people's hearts, and a snow word also entrusts me with too many feelings, under such emotions, even if I am asleep, I can hear the sound of falling snow, as if I get great comfort, I can sleep very quietly.

Today, I didn't want to be interrupted by the sound of gongs and drums, so I subconsciously frowned before I thought about what it was.

It was still dark outside the window, and after calming down my annoyed and irritable mood, I got up, lit the oil lamp, and looked at my watch, but at half past five in the morning, an hour earlier than the usual time to get up, and my brain was finally fully awake, and I still reacted.

But no matter how big the matter is, is it bigger than the news that Master is in this inner village? I don't dare to think more and more about what that half means, as soon as I think about it, I will think of Xiao Chengqian's eldest cousin's stupid and stupid appearance, and he can't even comfort himself, and all kinds of suppressed emotions make me not even have the slightest interest in what is happening in this village.

But in this village, the will of the 'villagers' is so insignificant, I want to cover my head and sleep like I am escaping, but I don't want to go back to the kang yet, and the door of my cave is kicked open very hard.

"Put it on, let's meet in front of the cafeteria." It was a village official who came in, and the action of kicking the door was very polite, and I, a dishonest ant, naturally couldn't get any good looks from them, and I couldn't bother with them.

The door was kicked open suddenly, accompanied by the sound of the cold wind that suddenly poured into the house, except for this, the room was exceptionally silent, I didn't say anything, just glanced at the thing that was thrown on the kang, it was a set of all-red gown and pants, a dazzling mess, want to wear this thing?

But I still silently put it on, just glanced at the snow-covered earth outside the window, and sighed in my heart, isn't it cold?

Seeing that I had honestly changed into clothes, the village official seemed to be very satisfied, turned around and walked out of my cave, only came to the door, and turned around and warned me: "What do you think in your heart, I don't want to know, and I'm not interested, but if you don't think it's long, it's better to be honest today." ”

I didn't say anything, because I was busy buttoning the difficult buckle at the moment, and I was all red, heh.

After changing my clothes and washing up briefly, I walked towards the place where the village affairs had said, and in front of the canteen was the largest open space in the area where I was located.

However, now, I am just thinking about my own thoughts, silently walking in the wind and snow, and I can't even remember who used to vaguely say that Lao Tzu still has the privilege of 7 days.

Completely unaware and uninterested, I unconsciously walked to the so-called canteen clearing.

What was supposed to be a completely dark place turned out to be brightly lit this morning, and all the headlights hanging around the open space of the dining hall that I would be reluctant to turn on on weekdays were lit.

I came late, and I saw that a lot of people had gathered in the clearing, everyone was dressed in red, like a sea of blood, and I silently mixed in, thinking a little absent-mindedly, it is rare for a village with a shortage of electricity to be so 'luxurious', today's matter, is it to turn on the generator? That's a boring thing like how much gas you have to consume.

After waiting for about ten minutes, I had my own village affairs to count the number of people, and at the end, I vaguely heard someone say, this is the third batch, the people are all in order, let's go.

Where are you going? It was almost 7 o'clock in the morning, and the sky was faintly white, and I finally woke up from a state of fugue, and a certain feeling in my heart was completely revived with my sobriety.

My whole body suddenly froze, because this time the feeling was so strange, inexplicably suffocating, as if only the sound of my heartbeat 'poof' and 'poof' was left between heaven and earth.

What does it feel like? I've lived for more than 30 years, and I've never felt like this, suffocating and palpitating, and I don't know if it's danger or safety.

However, I was not allowed to think carefully, and the village affairs that maintained the order were like driving cattle to urge us to set off, and I could only follow silently in the crowd, and gradually walked out of my area, out of the village, out of the plain when I came in, and into the sheep's intestine path

A patch of red, I looked at the narrow sky above my head and thought, looking down from under the sky, does this look like blood is flowing?

The idea was boring, but it finally eased my indescribable and inexplicable feeling a little bit, because it was too depressing.

Walking out of that line of sky, we came to the green meadow where we first arrived at the holy village, a strange scene, the grass was still green, it was already covered with a thin layer of snow, and the ground was densely covered with footprints, indicating that there were people here before we came.

I finally remembered what the third batch meant, it turned out that our group was already the third batch, and it seemed that it was really a big deal for the whole village.

At this time, I was stimulated and had completely come back to my senses, and finally remembered the matter of the 'newly married', and after thinking about it carefully, I realized that it was today! In such a cold and thinly dressed situation, as soon as I think of this, I suddenly break out in a cold sweat, as for why, it seems that I don't know if I am a little slow to react today and my thoughts are not concentrated.

This situation made me feel a little helpless, panicked, I subconsciously raised my eyes to look around, trying to find partners in this group of people with me, even if it was just a familiar face can bring me great comfort, but all strangers, not a familiar partner, my heart felt even colder.

While I was panicking alone, the long dock was also very busy, and the boats were loading people up and down in batches, and then sliding towards the dead end that seemed to be blocked by the mountain.

There were more boats today than when I came, and I don't know if it was just a lot of back and forth, or if there were really more of them, surrounded by negative emotions, and I couldn't calm down at all.

I just numbly followed the crowd, and I didn't feel like I had to wait long, I walked up to the long wooden bridge, and at the end of the bridge, a boat with several large exaggerated red flowers was already waiting.

"It's much more grand than going to the town to 'greet relatives'." I looked at the exaggerated boat, and I couldn't stop wandering, what the hell was wrong with me today? If it's hard to concentrate like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to use even the simplest spell, right?

Thinking like this, my heart panicked a little again, and I didn't know if it was a powerful aura that didn't know what was affecting me, or if something was wrong with me.

"Hurry up and get on board!" The village minister who had been guarding the end of the long bridge did not have any patience with me, and seeing that my expression was changing in a daze, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with me at all, and kicked me over with a kick at the urging of me.

Much more force than I had imagined, I was kicked to the bow deck and lay on my stomach, and the village official's somewhat irritable voice was still in my ears: "Hurry up and get in, don't let me kick you a second time." ”

I stood up in silence, because I was carrying so many emotions in my heart that I did not have the slightest anger at the lackey-like village affairs, but walked into the cabin in silence.

It was the first time I had entered the cabin of this kind of big uppong boat, it was much larger than I had imagined, it could seat about 20-25 people, I found a place to sit in silence, and after the boat was loaded with 20 people, the bow of the boat, wearing a hat, was a little too silent, and he clicked the boat and began to row in the waves.

It seems that I have become accustomed to the silent life in the village, and the people in the same boat as me are also very silent, and the long-term depression has made people develop the habit of not talking, and they will not change when they go to this boat.

It's the same with the captain, except that underneath the hat - he should have a skeletal-like face that is completely different from a normal person.

Thinking so, I rested my head on the slightly soft black canopy, and saw that the green hills that seemed to block the flow of water at the end were near