If it is said that before entering Lin'an City, Li Molan dared to disdain ten taels of silver, then after seeing the terrible prices that should be in the big city, the young man in the scholar's shirt became more and more frugal, even if the accommodation cost of the ten taels of silver was still painful, after all, they did not have any source of income when they first arrived. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

casually made do for a night, and early the next morning, Li Molan walked out of the door of the inn with Qin Li, preparing to find an intermediary agency and ask the people there to help introduce a property.

The sky outside was cloudy and the temperature was frighteningly low.

I don't know if it was snowing last night, but it was silvery all over the ground when it came out in the morning.

The frost and snow were much thicker than those of the rest of the world, covering the eaves, the bluestone pavement, and the empty branches of the willows.

Li Molan turned her true qi and rolled her green shirt, but she warmed her body.

Qin Li on the side had a cold war, and Li Molan couldn't take off her scholar's shirt and cover her, so she had to grab one of her hands and slowly cross her true qi, just to help her get warm.

Suddenly held the hand by the handsome young man beside him, the little girl who will be much older next year was startled, and before she could be embarrassed, she felt a warm breath pouring into her body along the palm of her hand, and probably understood what he meant, and couldn't help moaning pleasantly, and her nasal voice was soft and good.

Walking out of the inn and walking on the street, there are many people who get up early on the streets of Lin'an City.

Even in this kind of cold weather, there are still many street vendors who come out early to make money, after all, it is Lin'an City, not running around day and night for a living, how can ordinary people live?

I casually found an old man who got up early and exercised in the morning and asked, and then I learned the location of the intermediary company.

This old man is an authentic native of Lin'an City, and he is warm-hearted, seeing that this girl and boy seem to be a visitor from other places, and by the way, he also chattered about a lot of precautions that should be known about living in Lin'an City.

For example, how to distinguish those immortals, for example, those places can't be rushed, for example, which restaurant is cheap and delicious, for example, which Qinglou is affordable to the people......

When he said the last one, the old man's expression suddenly changed quite a bit, he was originally a kind old man, but suddenly he became a lewd old man, which really startled Li Molan, and pulled Qin Li to thank him and leave in a hurry.

After walking a few steps and looking back, the old man waved goodbye to them with a kind eyebrow.

"That old man must be a man with a story, a romantic character. ”

Walking on Yichang Street, the widest street in Lin'an City, Li Molan made this judgment.

There is a very wide street in Lin'an City, which runs through the east and west, and leads directly to the easternmost direction, that is, the outer gate of the Dao Gate - the direction of the Wudao Temple, which is the longest and widest street in Lin'an City, called Yichang Street.

The hoarfrost-covered Yichang Street is completely paved with black stone, not bluestone slabs.

Passing by here in the early morning, the snow-white frost flowers in winter can't cover the black ground, standing in the middle of Yichang Street and looking at the past, the whole street is like a black and white tie, which is tied to the chest of Lin'an City, long and straight, black stone and hoarfrost are intertwined.

At the end of the distant road, Li Molan faintly saw some continuous clusters of palace-like pavilions.

At the end of Yichang Street is the Enlightenment Academy, where the outer disciples of the Dao Sect are located, and it is also the place where he will go to the assessment in three months.

This piece of Yuyu Qionglou occupies a large part of the east city of Lin'an City, as if it is a small city rebuilt in Lin'an City, the big one is incredible, and it is also the holy place in the minds of the residents of Lin'an City.

"It's snowing. Standing on the side of Yichang Street, Qin Li looked at the sky with some surprise and smiled.

On a small cold day in the previous period, there were some snowflakes floating in the sky, but after all, it was not big, and it was okay to appreciate it.

And today is approaching the great cold, and the snow at this moment really has the so-called heavy snow as it should be, and it has not weakened the morale of the scattered snowflakes in Lin'an City in the past years.

The white flakes of snow fell like fallen leaves, and in just a few minutes, the frost on the ground was covered with a thicker layer of snow.

At this rate, some of the people who wake up later leave their homes, and the first thing they do is clear the snow.

Li Molan and Qin Li don't have umbrellas, but now this artistic conception is poetic and picturesque, and there is no need to hold an umbrella.

Let these crystal snow flakes fall on his shoulders, in the palm of his hand, cool, the picture is like the catkins flying in the sky in Lin'an City in spring.

Although the willows on the side of the road are a major feature of Lin'an City, it is natural that the green of the street blown by the spring breeze can not be seen on the cold winter day, and there are many traces of children broken on the empty branches, which is even more desolate.

Some of the snow falling from the sky fell on the willow tree, and it looked like a willow leaf with silver dysprosium, and it continued along Yichang Street to the Wudao Temple at the end of the street, like two rows of silver walls.

The pedestrians on the street were not as surprised by the snowflakes that fell from the sky like white fairies.

In contrast, these ordinary people who see the heavy snow in Lin'an City year after year are more concerned about whether the heavy snow will affect their lives.

For example, how many times do you have to sweep the snow in front of the door, whether the road is slippery in the cold weather, whether the horse pulling the cart will slip inadvertently, and whether they need to add more clothes when the weather is getting colder.

The so-called hoarfrost paves the ground, and the poetry and painting in the snow flying often only exist in the articles and poems written by Qingliu Shizi idlers and Yike.

In their eyes, the most comfortable thing in the cold and freezing days is not to cook wine and watch the snow talk about the heroes of the world, but to warm the fire pit and hot new tea.

"Let's go. ”

Li Molan looked at the snow for a while, felt a little bored, then turned her head and said, and then ignored the protest of the eldest girl, dragged her little hand and walked to another street.

At present, there is still some land to buy in the south of the city, although the price is difficult to estimate, but it is the only choice, and the intermediary bank is also there.

The two of them turned around and walked in the other direction of Yichang Street, and then turned around and walked straight down the street into the south of the city.

There is a wind blowing in the face, and these winds and snow are mixed together, which is a little cold, and even more biting for ordinary people.

Li Molan passed on some true qi to Qin Li to help her warm up.

Although this girl is much thicker than the young man in the scholar's shirt, her body is afraid of the cold, and she shiveres when the cold wind blows, and she does not have the pleasure of enjoying the snow along the street just now.

In the wind and snow, there was a touch of black that attracted Li Molan's attention.

This black is naturally a human figure, and the rich black contrasts with the pure white snow around it, and people can't help but look at it.

Li Molan looked over.

It was a woman, and her face was not immediately apparent.

I only know that her black skirt is very long, so long that it mops the floor, and she still holds a small black umbrella in her hand.

It's obviously strange to wear such a floor-length skirt, how can anyone wear it like this on the street, the long skirt mops the floor, and is not afraid of getting dirty?

The black color is even more strange, there are few people in Lin'an City who wear black clothes, at most they are black clothes.

Except for the assassins who walked on the roof tiles at night, there were few people dressed in black, and this rich black in the snow was not too conspicuous.

What's more, she also holds a rare black umbrella.

The black umbrella is not the kind of cheap paper umbrella, I can't see any material, it's pretty good, but this black, with her black mopping dress, and those white snow.

That's weird, right?

Li Molan felt curious, so he glanced over without a trace, and carefully and quietly looked at the woman who was walking towards him.

The black umbrella leaned forward, covering his face, but the long black hair like a waterfall flowed down, and he could see it clearly.

Three thousand green silk hung softly behind him, like a shiny black ribbon.

The black dress mopping the floor, holding a black umbrella, and the black hair reaching to the waist, if you were in the alley at night, I am afraid you would not be able to identify it from the darkness.

But the strangest thing was that no one seemed to find this woman dressed strangely, and even they didn't turn their heads to glance at the woman, as if it were just air.

Li Molan narrowed her eyes, and Qin Li on the side didn't seem to see this woman, the little girl's eyes widened, still paying attention to the street scene around her.

Li Molan took Qin Li's hand without a trace and walked forward along the street.

The woman, whose face was covered by a black umbrella, walked along the street.

They are going in the opposite direction.

So they mingled with each other silently.

Li Molan couldn't help but turn her head and look at this woman who had given him strange feelings all along.

In an instant, he finally saw the woman's appearance clearly.

The black eyes and beautiful face are like finely carved works of art, like famous paintings displayed in museums.

It was difficult to guess the age, and he couldn't tell it, because he was sure that the other party was a cultivator, so maintaining a look in his early twenties did not represent his real age.

At this moment, it was as if time had stopped flowing.

This beautiful woman with black hair, black eyes, black skirt and black umbrella, her eyes are still calm, but the corners of her mouth are slightly raised without a trace.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed to be snickering, or with some curiosity.

Li Molan naturally noticed this subtle movement, so his heart was shocked.

Countless killings and repressions are overwhelming and oppressive.

He froze in place, and the sword intent, which had been clear and dirty, began to tremble violently, and the infinite sense of fear and powerlessness was used from the depths of his heart, making his hands and legs cold and stiff, unable to make any movements.

In an instant, it was very fast, the woman disappeared from Li Molan's field of vision in the next second, she calmly held a black umbrella, and continued to walk along the snowy street, the black back gradually blended into the white wind and snow, and disappeared into the scattered snowflakes.

It was as if she didn't know anything.

It was as if no one could see her.

Although the pressure disappeared, Li Molan's body was still stiff, naturally unable to move, and his footsteps stopped, and the whole person was pestled there, like a sculpture.

Qin Li sensed his abnormality, and with some doubts, he also stopped.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

The young man's eyes moved, but he didn't answer, or he couldn't answer.

So she stood there, stupidly waiting for him to speak.

Li Molan froze in place, not knowing how much time had passed, and he didn't know how many passers-by had passed by him, so he recovered a little, moving his body with difficulty.

He finally came back to his senses, glanced at the direction of the Enlightenment Institute at the other end of Yichang Street, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's nothing. ”

Thinking back to the cold feeling just now, he whispered to himself in a voice that the girl next to him couldn't hear: "It's worthy of Lin'an City...... When he came up, he gave me a dismount. ”

In the distance he had just reached, he knew that he could become a dead man at any time at any time.

If that woman broke out on the street, Li Molan was sure that he would not have a chance to pull out the Dragon Elephant Sword at such a close distance, and trigger the sword intent left by the old sword immortal in it.

At that moment, if the woman with black hair like a waterfall, a black skirt mopping the floor, and a woman holding a black umbrella had murderous intentions towards him, he would definitely die.

Therefore, Li Molan's expression was ugly.

This is a feeling that his life is threatened, and he finds that even with the sword intent in the Dragon Elephant Sword as a killer weapon, he still can't guarantee the safety of his life, and he doesn't even have the opportunity to use it.

He understood that he seemed to underestimate the city.

"What are you talking about?" Qin Li said in confusion, his silly expression was cute.

Li Molan shook her head.

"Let's go. He said.

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