When the wind blows all over the frost,

Two gray tiles and white eaves.

The cold dew and the white send the guests to,

At the beginning of winter, the beginning of winter and the night sleep is long.

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Because of the dream of that day, Meng Jiuzhou went back to the Four Seasons Heavenly Wonderland. It also fulfilled the wish of the autumn equinox, and also confirmed the truth of the things in the dream.

It seems that there is something really pushing in the dark, maybe it is the civilization that has lasted for thousands of years that naturally gives birth to spiritual intelligence, or maybe it is such as counting the strange people who fish without hooks like Biya to today, which has left a lot of followers and a bright path for future generations.

At four o'clock, the Heavenly Wonderland stopped for a day, and agreed to go to a small pavilion on the bank of the Jiangnan River early in the morning to find the frost.

Frost was waiting there early, surrounded by silver frost, but with an enthusiastic temperament.

When Kyushu arrived, he saw a layer of silver hoarfrost hanging on the gray bricks and tiles of the water pavilion, needless to say, it must have been the cause of the frost to exert its immortal power.

The wind blew the frost on the branches of the trees, scattered into the air, and disappeared into the air, leaving a wisp of chill and a clammy breath accompanied.

The silver light on the ground flickered one after another, and with the rising of the sun, it changed from a silvery white blade-like cold light to a golden soft light...... Then it turned into wet water vapor, leaving only the warm yellowish light of the sun falling on the ground.

Frost is dressed in white, and it looks plain white without a trace of color on the surface, and it is dusty.

But when the sun continued to rise, and the sun splashed farther away, and sprinkled on the frost, you could see the silver light flickering on it.

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All the way to the north, the frost fell and pulled Kyushu up a high mountain and sat on the eaves of an old ancient temple there.

The weeds on the eaves of the ancient temple have dried up, but the sand on the gray tiles has accumulated a thick layer.

"Kyushu, sit down." Seeing Kyushu standing aside in a daze, the frost pulled Kyushu, and said with some puzzlement, "How tired it is to stand." ”

"Sister Frostfall, don't you think it's a little dirty here?" Kyushu hesitated for a moment but still spoke.

I saw that Frostfall's eyes widened, and he was a little surprised: "What is this?" ”

"Isn't it good to travel around, what do you care about if it's not clean?"

Although the frost is born with fairy power is cold, the temperament is hot-blooded and free, if the frost is a teenager and not a fairy, it should be the kind of white-clothed horse, sword world.

It's really a shame that the frost is a fairy, or with the temperament of the frost, I really don't know how many times this white and flawless clothes will be stained! Kyushu thought silently.

"Hey, that's it......" Frostfall looked at Kyushu and said helplessly, saying with a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew.

The dust and sand were blown down by this gust of wind, and the gray eaves of the ancient temple were stained with patches of silver frost. As the sun shone into the valley, the silver frost faded, revealing a clean patch.

"Okay Kyushu, it's clean this way." Frostfall said, with a long sigh, "Yes, it's not that you're hypocritical, it should be that I'm too wanton...... It's no wonder that the group of people in the four o'clock sky always have to say something from time to time, if only I and Shangsi complemented each other......"

The sound of frost falling is getting smaller and smaller, and I don't know if the last two sentences are for Kyushu, or if I have some understanding of this matter and just talk to myself.

The sun rose higher and higher, and it was almost noon, and the frost took Kyushu around the mountains. There are many small villages around this mountain, but few people come to this mountain now, and the frost has been here for a long time, and they are very familiar with the grass and trees on the mountain.

When I got to the top of the mountain, I saw a cloud of smoke rising not far away, and Kyushu couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, for fear that the house was on fire somewhere, and now the autumn days in the north are the driest, if there is a fire......

If you look closely, the smoke is steamy and rises from the farmer's chimney.