Before dawn, Zhang He opened his eyes, sat up and looked out the window.

Outside, goose feathers and snow are falling.

The entire Qixingzicuo is covered in silver makeup, and the mountains and rivers are covered with snow.

The rolling ten-finger distant mountains are hidden in the clouds and mist, looming.

Under the night sky, the lines of the whole small world are black and white, like a magnificent landscape painting.

Zhang He woke up Ye Xiaoxue, he knew that Ye Xiaoxue liked to enjoy the snow.

After being pregnant, Ye Xiaoxue was a little lazy, and Zhang He gently carried her to a rattan chair covered with a layer of cushions.

Next to the rattan chair, there is a small red clay stove with a teapot on the stove.

The snow flies around the rattan chair, dispelled by invisible spells.

Looking at the falling snow flying in the sky, Ye Xiaoxue slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and there was no trace of tiredness on her face.

She took the bamboo pole from Zhang He's hand and threw the rod at will, not even caring if the fishing line could fall into the water.

Zhang He didn't expect Ye Xiaoxue to get up and prepare breakfast, after pregnancy, his wife became more and more lazy, and she was too lazy to wear clothes and shoes, she just wanted to sit on the chair and close her eyes and recuperate, and fish until night.

As he walked by the lake, he saw a little cinnabar between his eyebrows.

She also loves snow, she wears a blood-colored red dress, and dances barefoot in the snow.

The red clothes are flying, the red hair is messy, and the scarlet sleeves are messing up and flying snow.

Shocking, graceful as a dragon.

amazed this small world of ice and snow, and also amazed Zhang He.

Although Master Mi is also very good at ancient dance, he is definitely not as happy and free as Li Wuyi, heroic and wild, but he does not lose the watery tenderness of his daughter's family.

Fence Wuyi stood on tiptoe and flew backwards, in mid-air, turning around in the wind and snow, the moment she looked back and smiled, Zhang He felt that time was condensed, the world was silent, and the falling snow was a little slower.

Her toes fell to the ground, the red clothes slipped off her shoulders, the fence no clothes flew up and down, her upper body fell backwards violently, and her sleeves were closed, covering her peerless beauty.

In the howling cold wind, the red clothes fell off and hung on the arms, and the golden silk peony belly pocket was exposed.

In the cold wind, in the snow, she shifted her closed sleeves to the sides, as if she was slowly pulling back the red curtain.

After revealing one eye, Fence Wuyi narrowed his eyes, smiled with relief for some reason, looked up to the sky and wept, turning into thousands of blood-colored petals and going away with the wind.

This dance was created by her after witnessing a miserable love in the world.

There will be no happy ending.

The tragedy is endless, and the love word is always tormenting the infatuated men and women in the world.

"Master, this snow is so beautiful. Liang Wuyi and Zhang He stood side by side, and she raised her chin.

The years are quiet, she stands outside the red dust, quietly watching the changes in the world.

She wore a red long-sleeved dress with cut-out lace on the sleeves, a rose on the left and a peony on the right. The back is also hollowed out, and her beautiful shoulder blade curve and waist socket can be seen.

There was not a single ray of sunshine falling in the sky, Zhang He pursed his lips, "It's extremely beautiful." ”

After Zhang He spoke, a golden light fell from the sky, no matter if it was day and night.

Next, Zhang He woke up Liao Poppy, who was playing games all night, and woke up little Christine, who was cowering in the quilt and refused to get up to study.

You know, little Christine never sleeps. I didn't wake up once today, and the more I screamed, the more I shrank into the quilt, covering my head and not wanting to pay attention to Zhang He, as if I had to enter a state of "hibernation".

Ellen had already gotten up, put on the new boots that Zhang Pingcheng bought for her, wore a knitted hat and scarf, step by step, the cute and cute stepped out of the four words in the patio snow, "happy family".

"It's snowing in Ningcheng. Zhang He sent a long video to Young Master Mi thousands of miles away.

Master Mi also replied with a video of the snow scene in London. She/he does not live in a villa, but in a single dormitory on campus.

"Your second senior brother is so handsome. Zhang He gritted his teeth and sent a voice message to Master Mi. He saw a very beautiful man in the video.

"It's okay. Thousands of miles away, Young Master Mi squinted and tapped on the keyboard.

......

Qixing Zicuo attracted tens of thousands of tourists to Ningcheng.

Because it has a vastness and magnificence comparable to the sacred lake of Namco on the plateau. It is incomparably quiet and ethereal, as if it has the magic power to cleanse people's hearts.

Nightwhining Snow was a little annoyed, so she cast a spell to create a few wooden puppets and let them patrol the mountains and refuse visitors to enter.

"Private cultivation ground, don't enter—" Ten wooden men wandered through the bamboo forest, holding wooden signs aloft and patrolling the entrance to Qixingzicuo.

The number of tourists attracted by Qixing Zicuo was extremely large, and even alarmed the city leaders.

Many people contacted Zhang Pingcheng and wanted Zhang Pingcheng to transfer Qixing Zicuo, but no matter how much money Zhang Pingcheng politely refused.

A person's life will inevitably experience unforgettable life and death.

The departure of Zhang He's mother has already made the old man lose his thirst for money and beauty.

......

At noon, the sky of Ningcheng was full of red glow, and bursts of majestic Sanskrit sounds came from the sky.

Ten monks rode the clouds and mist, the leader was dressed in a brilliant purple and gold robe, his skin was as delicate and flawless as white jade, and the sun was blazing behind his head, he was less than fourteen or fifteen years old, but his expression was extremely majestic.

They slowly swept over the city and descended on the hundred-year-old temple of Ningcheng, the Huoyu Temple.

After they fell, the golden holy light of the Fire Liao Mountain was brilliant, reflecting in all directions, like a golden mountain.

A Xiaguang Avenue appeared in the sky, and the illusory Xiaguang Avenue connected Ningcheng and Huoliao Mountain, as if guiding believers to come and bow down.

In just an hour, thousands of people were already waiting in front of the mountain gate for the monks to open the mountain gate, wanting to worship the Buddha and seek Taoism.

At noon, when the number of believers was at its peak, the Buddha finally appeared.

He stepped on the golden lotus, and the whole person was shining with golden light, slowly floating from the Daxiong Treasure Hall to a height of 100 meters.

He looked at the tens of thousands of believers at the foot of the mountain, his expression was calm and serene, "In order to promote the Dharma and guard one side, I want to build a magnificent treasure temple in Qixing Lake, and I hope that believers will enthusiastically donate, Amitabha Buddha, after the treasure temple is completed, I will preach the Dharma for seven days to repay." ”

After saying that, the Buddha turned and left.

After he finished speaking, the two monks opened the vermilion door.

Behind the gate, there is a huge collection code.

The huge curtain is not only edged with gold wire, embroidered with flying dragons, fire and phoenixes, Buddhist figures, and scriptures. There are also strings of lustrous black and white pearls, in addition to the pearls, they are also decorated with pure gemstones, which shimmer in the sunlight and dazzle.

Thirty monks stood next to the collection code, all of whom were monks from Huoliao Mountain, who were responsible for protecting the curtain and reading the "charity money". Less than ten thousand are not worthy of their reading.

"Snort. Qixing Zicuo, Ye Xiaoxue couldn't help but sneer.

She suddenly stopped being tired, and put one hand on her cheek, thinking about how to play.

There was a hazy mist in front of Ye Xiaoxue, and the clear picture in the churning mist was the real scene of the majestic Huojiao Mountain at this moment.

The seven stars are silent. With a lazy expression and eyes that seem to be awake but not awake, the night whistling snow is like a person in the sky, and he is taking advantage of his leisure time to observe the world.

It was she who caused a snow to fall on the heavens and the earth, and expelled the monsters that were about to move.

Fingers tapped on the armrest, Ye Xiaoxue slowly hooked her lips, and took a sip of tea to moisten her throat.

"It's a toss-up. Ye Xiaoxue unwrapped the tin foil of a throat lozenge and rubbed her neck.

Yesterday, Mr. Zhang was very uncomfortable, but because she was pregnant, he hugged her and said that she was okay and not aggrieved, and when she was relieved, his eyes stared at her little mouth, and hinted wildly.

......

At dusk, the Huoliao Temple is still full of incense, the foot of the mountain is crowded with people, everyone will kowtow to the golden-bodied Arhat in the sky on the futon after scanning the code to pay the donation, and the piety is incomparable.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, in front of the Buddha statue, dozens of men and women surrounded a golden-bodied Arhat, wanting the Buddha to "administer justice" for them.

"Luohan, please be sure to call the shots for us!"

"The mages on the Seven Star Lake are really arrogant and domineering, and they are prone to abolish people's cultivation! My father was broken by them, and his soul was scattered, and he was mentally retarded all his life!"

"My son never does bad things, does good deeds, accumulates virtues, and is careful to be a man and do things, but he has been abolished by them, and he will no longer be able to practice in this life! ”

The golden-bodied Arhat had his head, his face was expressionless, he knew the truth and the falsehood, and he was abolished and repaired to be able to only say that he was to blame, and his skills were not as good as those who kicked him on the steel plate and scrapped himself.

"It's okay, you guys just quit the Daxiong Treasure Hall first, I have something to discuss with the Sword King of the Snow Clothes Sword Sect. ”

The Sword King was dressed in white, and although he was over sixty or seventy years old, he looked like a handsome middle-aged man.

"How will it be divided then?" the old sword king said bluntly.

"Qixing Lake is a holy land, no matter what the price is, my Buddhism will be divided into at least three mountains. The golden-bodied Arhat said with confidence.

has entered the super king level, and the Buddha of the half-step divine spell master is their confidence.

Even if the Buddha is invincible, they still have a curse Buddha! Who in the god of Toad does not respect the living Buddha for three points??!

The old sword king was disdainful in his heart, but he didn't show it in the slightest.