The heavy snow was still falling, and Haining City was shrouded in heavy snow for three consecutive days.

The river beach is silver-white, Yishui Beichuan is silver-white, and the Lin family is silver-white.

If it were in the past, heavy snow would only bring tragedy to the people, because in the land of the vast sky, every time it snows, it means that countless people freeze to death, but today's Haining is different.

The heavy snow brings people no longer an existential crisis, but a rare experience, people wearing thick fur through the solid causeway of the Haining River beach, looking at the red plum blossoms blooming in the snow on the top of the mountain, can feel comfortable and endless beauty.

People, it's all like this, when you are poor, you can drink cold water and stuff your teeth, and only after solving the dilemma of life can you discover the beauty of life.

For the first time, they found out that snow was a beautiful thing.

You can run in the snow and it doesn't hurt if you fall.

You can have a snowball fight in the snow and let the happy laughter spread.

You can look at it from afar by the railing, and enjoy the boundless dynamic snow drifting into the Yangtze River and disappearing into the invisible movement......

Unlike the heavy snow in Haining, the distant Moxin Lake is like a warm spring at the moment.

The turquoise water of the lake and the red flowers and green trees around the mountain are as beautiful as a fairyland, and countless pavilions and pavilions rise from the lake, and the structure is ingenious.

On the pavilion, students are in groups.

Light clothes are like willows, and the fragrance of books is everywhere.

This is the Mo family.

The Mojia family is also a holy place of literature and Taoism.

After the Holy Land, a Nine Palaces Great Array enveloped an entire mountain, and the mist rose, blocking the outside world.

This is the holy place of the Holy Land: the Moxin Pavilion.

It is said to be a pavilion, but it is actually surprisingly big.

Just the ink pillars outside the pavilion, the diameter of each one is seven zhang away, such ink pillars, there are 18 and eighteen ink pillars as big as mountains, which together support the essence of the entire Mo family: Moxin Pavilion.

The sky flashed, and a huge ruler broke through the air, and on top of the giant ruler, stood Mo Qing.

Fly straight into the Moxin Pavilion.

Countless people in the Moxin Pavilion saw it at a glance, and they all shouted: "The Holy Maiden is back!" ”

Mo Qing left Moxin Lake that day to participate in the Qinglian Commentary, which was more than ten months ago, almost a whole year.

She won more than 600 Qinglian on the Qinglian Dao by herself, and she was the top three Qinglian Grandmasters, and she had already caused a sensation in the entire Mo family.

The celebratory wine for her was already prepared in February.

However, she did not return.

The younger generations of the Mo family are also inquiring about where the holy woman went.

The upper echelons only gave a cryptic answer: the saint had triggered a spiritual trigger and was looking for a crucial answer.

Mo Qing was on the road alone, and she didn't even bring the personal maid Xiaoqi, who was inseparable in the past, and when she came back at this time, Xiaoqi was the first to run over, and she almost cried when she ran in front of her: "Miss, you are back, where have you been, why has it been so long?" Madame misses Miss......"

Mo Qing touched her head: "Go tell Madame, I'll go see my father first, and I'll see her later." ”

The figures together, with a thud, went up along the ink pillar.

The top floor of Moxin Pavilion is like the top of a mountain.

A lonely pavilion, standing on the top of the mountain, seems to be eternal, few people have visited.

This is the Mohist Inquiry Pavilion.

What is the Question Heart Pavilion? If you have doubts, your heart hurts, and you can understand your heart, you can enter the cabinet and ask your heart.

It seems to be a place of retreat and enlightenment, but in fact, it is a forbidden place in the hearts of the Mo family, because for thousands of years, the people who enter this pavilion are all people who feel guilty about themselves without exception.

Mo Chao has been in this pavilion for thirteen years, and he still hasn't stepped out of his shackles.

The Western Mountains, also known as the Burial State, Guancheng, millions of people, 87 cloud crystals!

The words swirled in his mind, lingering.

On that day, the city guard of Guancheng was originally a person of the military, and he was extremely accomplished in the military array, and he should have been a generation of Tianjiao of the human race, and regarded him as a teacher, although he was not a disciple of his lineage, nor was he a member of the Mo family, but he was regarded as a disciple of Mochao, and the disciple made a special trip to Moxin Lake to beg him to come out of the mountain.

When he came out of the mountain, he failed to fulfill the trust of his disciples, but instead buried the lives of his disciples and millions of people.

He always couldn't forget the dying eyes of his disciples, and he couldn't forget the painful wails of millions of people under the iron hooves of the demon army.

This is all the fault of the 87 cloud crystals.

This is all due to his lack of academics.

From that day on, he confined himself to the Pavilion of Inquiry, thinking about his own mistakes and asking where he came from.

The city is broken and can be rebuilt.

But death cannot be resurrected.

The great mistake has been made, and it is useless to regret it, and to do the math painstakingly to avoid making mistakes again in the future - this is what the head of the family told him that day.

For this sentence, he locked himself in the Inquiry Pavilion for thirteen years.

The way of the Mohists stands at the top of the structure.

He wants to use his own strength to solve this unsolvable problem in arithmetic, once he succeeds, even if he can't change the past, he will also bless the future generations, which is the best sacrifice to comfort millions of dead souls.

For thirteen years, he used 100,000 sheets of arithmetic paper.

Seventeen bald pens.

Boiled white with black hair.

He vaguely captured a law, this law is the most critical answer to the question of the circle, involving the diameter of the circle, the length and width of the square, but what is the corresponding law, he is still confused.

At this moment, there was a soft knock on the door of the Inquiry Pavilion......

The ink tide looked up from the pile of papers, and there was a moment of confusion......

Who will knock on the door?

A female voice came from outside: "Daddy, the arithmetic of the world has established a new sect, and the problem of Yuanfang has been solved, and my daughter has brought a solution to my father." ”

The ink tide bounced up violently, the pen in his hand fell directly to the ground, and he stepped to the door, and the door was wide open.

Mo Qing at the door had tears in his eyes, held a piece of paper in his hands, and handed it to his father: "Dad, you can go home for the New Year!" ”

……

At the same time, the distant Eastern State.

The snow was flying, seven points more than the snow in Haining......

In the north of Dongzhou, thousands of mountains are like boats, swimming in the sea of snow.

In the middle of the sea of snow is Yaowang Mountain.

The safflower and fallen leaves of Yaowang Mountain in the past were all covered by heavy snow, but on this cold and frozen mountaintop, there was a hole in the mist steaming, like boiling water.

The boundless fog is rolling, a stunning beauty is like a flower in the fog, her hair is also gently fluttering, and the countless patterns on her body are bright and extinguished, which is an ancient pattern, and the patterns are bright and extinguished, showing a thrilling beauty, if there is still half a regret, that is: this woman's right arm is missing half of it.

She is a disabled person.

Suddenly, the mist inhaled into her body at the same time, and the beauty's eyes opened suddenly, like a lightning bolt piercing the sky.

In silence, another woman appeared in front of her and bowed down: "Holy Maiden! ”

"How long have I been in retreat?" The voice of the saint is crisp and beautiful, like a yellow warbler out of the valley.

"It's only been more than half a month, but the saint's injuries are better?" The maid stared at the saint's right arm.

"Injury...... the saint smiled faintly: "It will heal in a moment!" ”

"Healed?" The maid exclaimed: "The holy maiden has insight into the heavens and is about to step through the heavens and the earth?" ”

The maid is also a cultivator, and she knows that there is only one way for the wound of the broken arm to heal immediately, and that is for the practitioner to break through the realm of the Elephant Heaven and Law, and once the practitioner breaks into the Elephant Heaven and Law, the physical body will be stirred by the thunder of the sky, turn into the Dharma body, and the body will be reshaped, and the broken arm can be reborn.

"Not now, but now!" As soon as the voice of the saint fell, out of the cave, the sky was covered with thick clouds, and suddenly, a whirlpool appeared in the depths of the thick clouds, and the whirlpool became more and more urgent, and Yaowang Mountain was full of moving in unison......

In the middle of a tall building, the Great Elder Huo Ran raised his head, and the sect master opposite him also stepped to the window, and the faces of the two were extremely excited.

"The Holy Maiden is about to break the level!" The Great Elder said.

"Yes! She entered Beijing a few times ago and suffered a heavy setback, but she didn't expect to be a blessing in disguise! "The Sect Master said.

The Great Elder said: "The Holy Maiden met a mysterious master on the outskirts of Beijing, and a battle was unprecedentedly fierce, shaking her whole body, and the skin of the ancestors accelerated the fusion with her, which may be the key to breaking into the Heaven and Law of the Elephant today." ”

Yes, the old woman who entered Beijing that day was actually the saint Su Rong - the little witch Zhou Mei guessed completely accurately.

Su Rong didn't mean to pretend to be an old woman.

This human skin on her body has always been part of her practice.

Day and night, she wore the human skin of her ancestors, drawing strength and insights about spiritual practice from the human skin.

After she entered Beijing, she pointed at Xishan and angered Lin Su.

Lin Su pretended to be Liu Jun and attacked Yaowangtang at night to attract her to leave Beijing.

She fell for the trick, but Lin Su didn't expect her to be so tough.

In the valley of Zezhou, Lin Su had a big battle with her, which was unprecedentedly fierce, and both of them took out all the skills to press the bottom of the box, Lin Su underwent the biggest test, and the saint also encountered the danger of life and death that she had never had since her debut.

In that big battle, she took out all her cultivation, but she was still beaten to doubt her life.

Yaowang Mountain's Cultivation Treasure Hundred Treasure Medicine Box was lost.

Her arm was broken.

This heavy setback is incomparably heavy.

However, there are also benefits, and the benefits are: this unprecedented fierce battle shook all her foundations and stimulated all her potential, and the human skin of the ancestors really fit her.

After returning to the mountain, she retreated for half a month, and today she finally took a crucial step on her cultivation path: to meet the heavenly tribulation and break into the Dharma and the earth like the sky.

A bolt of lightning fell through the sky in the whirlpool, as thick as a bucket, and within a radius of a hundred miles, the snow suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The Holy Maiden Su Rong let out a long roar, flew up, and met her Heavenly Tribulation......

……

In Haining, every household is preparing for the New Year.

I have to say that people's pursuit is endless, what kind of environment to say what kind of words, what mountains to sing what songs.

In the past, a full meal was considered the New Year.

Now that it is no longer a problem to have a full meal, the new year has begun to produce quality.

The big ones give the girls some benefits to the market, even if they are small households, they also invite the surrounding cultural people, get a piece of red paper to write a couplet, and some skillful village girls, with their skillful hands, cut the window flowers without a teacher, and the red paper is pasted everywhere, in the season when the snow still covers the earth, it is a little more festive out of thin air.

The Lin family is the ultimate in festivity.

Lin Zheng was rushed back from the Blood Rain Pass on the 28th of the lunar month.

Lin Jialiang's county order was a bit too dutiful, he dragged it out until the thirtieth day of the lunar month to rush back, and when he came back, Lin's mother also reprimanded him: Your eldest brother can't fly, he returned earlier than you, your third brother, the official is older than you, and he returned earlier than you, and you almost missed the New Year's dinner by breaking the county order.

Lin Jialiang's face was full of entanglement, but he didn't dare to argue.

Mother, you compare the eldest brother with me, I admit it, don't compare the third brother with me, the third brother is like playing as an official, how many of them are like him in the entire Dacang officialdom? At the end of the busiest year, he dared to slap his ass away, do I dare?

After the New Year's dinner, it was a lively start.

Xiao Yao got out of nowhere, holding a large stack of gold paper, with a piece of pastry in his mouth, and ran to Lin Su: "Childe, you write couplets." ”

Lin Su was surprised: "Where did you get so much gold paper from?" ”

"You got it in your study!" Xiao Yao raised his face: "Son, they all said, the couplet you wrote with a treasure pen is the treasure of Wenlu, posted at home, and no grass grows." ”

"What does it mean that there is no grass? That's called: The evil is not close...... If you want to read, you won't read......" Lin Su picked up the treasure pen and scratched a turtle on Xiao Yao's forehead.

The girls next to her all burst into laughter......

Lin Jialiang was anxious: "Third brother, do you really want to be so swaggering?" ”

Well? Lin Su tilted his head to look at the second brother......

"Third brother, do you know what Wenlu Zhibao means? Are you really afraid that as soon as your couplet is pasted, all the students in Haining want to be thieves? ”

To tell the truth, Lin Jialiang's concerns are also reasonable.

Wenlu is a treasure, and it is hard to find.

Once it is posted to the door, I am afraid that all the people who read the world will have the desire to steal.

If those scholars who didn't want to be thieves are tempted to become thieves, who should be counted on this account?

Lin Su smiled: "It's okay, no one can steal it!" ”

Lin Su put pen to paper......

The nib of the pen is shining with silver, and the black characters on the red paper exude a silver light, showing the characteristics of the treasure of the literary road.

A group of girls led by Xiao Tao scrambled to paste the Spring Festival couplets, and a Spring Festival couplet on the gate had just been pasted, and a strange thing happened......

The Spring Festival couplets are perfectly integrated with the gate, there is no paper, only deep nicks, such Spring Festival couplets are really impossible to steal......

Shanglian: "Spring Breeze and Spring Rain"

Downlink: "New Year, New Scenery and New Home"

Horizontal criticism: "Changing with each passing day".

Sixteen words replaced the original "a double jinshi, a big cangzhuangyuanfang".

Hongying looked at Lin Zheng and whispered: "Husband, do you see your uncle's intentions?" ”

"What?"

Hongying glanced at him: "You...... The original couplet, a double jinshi, Dacang Zhuangyuanfang, only highlights the Wendao, but not the martial arts, the world will think that the Lin family only has Lin Erlang and Lin Sanlang, ignoring Lin Dalang. Uncle's change is for you. You can not thank this brotherhood, but you can't help but know it. ”

Lin Zheng smiled: "Our three brothers were originally honest and opposite, how can we care about these things in the situation?" There are reasons why the third brother capitalizes the Spring Festival couplets, but it is definitely not the kind you think. ”

It's Hongying's turn to not understand, what is the reason?

Lin Zheng said: "The third brother has broken the text road realm, his words and ink are all literary treasures, and now he has posted the entire Lin Mansion, which is unusual, perhaps he has predicted that in the next year, the Lin Mansion will not be peaceful!" took the opportunity of writing Spring Festival couplets to quietly lay a protective circle in the Lin Mansion. ”

(End of chapter)