The people on the first floor of the inn got together to chat and eat and drink, this icy and snowy place, everyone gathered here has their own stories, each has its own purpose, but in the end it is all for the mirror ruins and the saint of Xianmen.

Qisheng mixed in the crowd and inquired carefully.

Qingfeng Town is a poor and remote place, this is the only inn in the town, but there are no guests all year round.

Now that the world is difficult, the inn's business is becoming more and more deserted.

The boss originally wanted to sell the store out after the New Year, but he didn't expect that so many customers suddenly came at the end of the year, but the boss was so happy that he invited many relatives to help inside and out.

With so many people pouring into the humble inn at once, the limited space inevitably makes it inevitable to share a table to eat.

Since they are all here for the Mirrorless Ruins and the Immortal Gate Sage, everyone doesn't mind sharing the table, and it is good to get together to communicate.

Some people who are new to the city can take this opportunity to learn from the experience.

"This is Qicao tea, which warms the spleen and stomach, nourishes qi and replenishes blood, and is the most suitable for drinking in winter. If you don't dislike it, you can try it. ”

A well-mannered young man asked, and the maidservants around him immediately offered refreshments.

The boy was about 16 or 7 years old, his face was pale, he seemed to be lacking in blood, and he was wearing a thick mink cloak, and the white fox skin around his neck was smooth and warm.

He seemed to be terribly cold, not only sitting in the hall closest to the stove, but also holding a small stove in his hand, and even a few charcoal stoves under his knees under the table.

The two maids had delicate faces and waited with them.

Behind him stood two big men, majestic and majestic, holding heavy weapons, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, like two door gods.

Because of his position in the middle, and there are many people serving with him, the pomp is a bit big, and no one wants to share a table with him all morning.

He enjoyed himself, drank tea and read books, and was so comfortable.

It can be seen that he is a very leisurely and elegant person, and in the winter, he didn't know where to fold two plums and insert them in a bottle, which is delicate.

A bonfire, a bottle of plum, and a talented and elegant noble son actually made this remote and dilapidated inn a little more delicate and elegant.

Sitting opposite the noble son was a father and son, wearing a thick dogskin hat and a half-worn leather jacket.

The two had just come in in the snowstorm.

The old man had just come in, covered in wind and snow, and the child looked like he was about six or seven years old, and his face was red and purple from the cold.

The old man looked around, and when he saw that there was a stove here, he came over with the child, warmed the fire by the fire, and took off his cloak to shake the snow.

But he accidentally wet the stool next to the noble son, and immediately wiped it with his sleeve in a panic, and hurriedly made amends.

Childe was also kind, not only did he not blame, but he also invited the two to drink tea at the same table.

The old man came from Zhangjiatun next door and traveled for two days.

It's so cold and snowy that I almost didn't freeze to death on the road.

It's really too cold this day, they have been gone for two days, and they are trying to drink something hot to warm their stomachs, and now they are very happy to send tea to the kind son.

The old man immediately took the tea and hurriedly fed it to his son.

It's a pity that this tea set is too small to drink, so I fed my cup to the tiger-headed child.

Seeing this, the maid serving on the side couldn't help but smile, and for the first time she saw someone tasting tea like a cow.

"The farmer made the girl smile. ”

The old man grinned, honest and simple.

The maidservant knew that she was rude, so she immediately hid her smile and added tea to the father and son.

The old man picked up the cup and took a sip, and the warm hot tea entered his abdomen and passed through the frozen stomach, which made him can't help but feel excited, driving away the cold air of his body, which is very comfortable.

It's just that the tea bowl is too small, so Baba looked at the maid and smiled awkwardly.

"Daddy, this tea is so delicious. ”

The child looked up at the old man, and when he reached the age of losing his teeth, his front teeth were missing, and his smile was immature and cute.

The maidservant knew how to read her face, and immediately added tea.

"I don't know where you're from?" asked.

This old man is dressed plainly, he is not wearing a weapon, and there is no attendant maid to follow, he is a servant and a child, is it also to worship the saint of Xianmen as a teacher, and enter the mirrorless ruins?

"My name is Zhang Si, I live next door to Zhangjiatun, this is my son Zhang Wuwu, 8 years old this year. About a month ago, an old man and his apprentices passed through our village, and I welcomed them to their home for a short time. The old man said that my son had good bones and was suitable for martial arts, so he said let me bring him here today, if I can cross the ...... What kind of sea ...... crossed" Zhang Si couldn't remember.

"The Endless Sea. Childe kindly reminded.

"Yes, yes, it's the Endless Sea. The old man said that if my son could cross the endless sea, he would take my son as a disciple. I look at the old man's immortal wind bones, extraordinary bearing, look at it must be a master, if he can guide my son a thing or two, he will have a lot of ways to live in the future. Zhang Si honestly told the whole story.

About half a month ago, Abu and his master passed through Zhangjiatun and wanted to find a place to rest, but no one dared to take them in.

Abu was a little angry that the people in this purgatory were too unkind, but the master comforted him and said that this was the bitterest winter season in this purgatory.

This Dongchen country has just been hit by a disaster, and the poor people's families are short of food rations, so they are unwilling to call some irrelevant people.

Coupled with the dress and accent of the two of them, they look like strangers, and in such a world, they are most afraid of bandits, so they lock the doors in each house, and it is understandable that they are unwilling to take in their master and apprentice.

But Abu didn't understand what this robber meant.

Still can't understand why these people are reluctant to take them in.

It was freezing cold, the master and apprentice couldn't find a place to stay, and the sun set early in winter, and seeing the sun setting, they thought they were going to spend the night outside.

But from a distance, they saw a large and a small one, holding the prey in their hands, slowly walking towards them, and the warm light around them made Abu's heart warm, and there was a premonition in the dark that the problem of their overnight stay was solved.

The father and son did not disappoint Abu, and when they learned of their situation, they took them home, boiled porridge, and roasted meat for them to eat.

Only then did they learn that the child's mother died of illness a few years ago, leaving only the father and son to rely on each other.

Zhang Si did not harvest any crops this year, but fortunately he can hunt, plus the money he saved before and the government's relief, he can barely get by.

Seeing that the end of the year was approaching, Zhang Si wanted to take Xiao Wu to the forest to try his luck, but he didn't expect that he really caught a pheasant, and now there was meat to eat, not to mention how happy the father and son were.

On the way home, the two met the master and apprentice wandering in the snow, Zhang Si felt that he had good luck today, and it would be good if he could help others, so he took the two of them home to entertain them.

"In this way, you can be regarded as having helped the Immortal Sect Saint. The young man was a little envious.

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