At dusk, Xin Zhuo returned to the cottage bathed in the golden sunset.

As soon as I entered the gate, I had a bad premonition, and the six bandits' subordinates and Xiao Huang stood in the courtyard with embarrassed faces, and more than a dozen thatched houses were turned into a mess.

Especially in his own room, the broken wardrobe, the bed and the kennel built for Xiao Huang are all messed up.

"What's the situation?" Xin Zhuo asked in surprise.

"The big boss."

A group of bandits' subordinates greeted them, and Han Qiniang was very aggrieved: "Just now, a group of black-clothed masked people came over, the realm is very high, first forced us with weapons, and then rummaged around, I don't know what I was looking for, in short, we turned our village into a mess."

Xin Zhuo pondered for a moment and asked, "Can you tell how old you are?"

Cui Ying'er shook her head and said in a deep voice: "It's hard to tell, the cover is very strong, only a pair of eyes are exposed, but although these people are in a high realm, they don't mean to hurt us."

"That's right! The realm is extremely high, not like an idle martial artist, and the attitude is also very polite, as long as you cooperate, nothing else. Murong Xiu also analyzed suspiciously.

Xin Zhuo glanced in the direction of the Autumn Palace Pavilion, and in the afternoon, the seven white-robed students and Qin Yuliu stopped listening.

Thinking about it with his heels, I also know that those white-robed students did it!

These students are arrogant, and they must suspect that there are original copies of the "Tao Te Ching" and "The Art of War" copycats.

This kind of thing......

It's a big joke, unless you break the Void and find the original.

However, this feeling of being teased is still very uncomfortable.

Seeing that several of the bandits' subordinates were still worried, Xin Zhuo had no choice but to comfort: "I know, it's someone from the Autumn Palace Pavilion, it's okay, let them do as they please!"

Cui Ying'er was puzzled: "The big boss provoked people in the Autumn Palace Pavilion?"

Xin Zhuo shook his head and smiled: "No, some students can't turn their brains, so just be happy and clean up the room."

After thinking about it, he said: "During this time, you should rob and rob, you should stock up on materials, I may ...... I won't stay long, and when the time comes, I'll think about it for the rest of my life. ”

……

The career of the master of the Autumn Palace Pavilion went through the twists and turns of the first few days, and then slowly calmed down.

Of course, Xin Zhuo of "Tao Te Ching" and "The Art of War" cannot be explained in one go, grinding foreign workers every day, one a day, or even one every two days, in turn.

Ji Cunxiao and those people still came to listen every once in a while, but they were all serious and didn't do anything again.

The debt level of Bai Xuanji and a group of other students has slowly accumulated to about 30.

There are still 20 points left, and when the harvest comes, it must be able to improve a realm, and it is worth it.

It's just that the purpose of Qiu Gong Pavilion to recruit himself has not been exposed.

November 20, light snow.

At dusk, the sky that had been overcast for a day suddenly began to melt on the ground, slowly accumulating a layer of hoarfrost.

By the time Xin Zhuo rushed back to the village and had dinner, it was already all over the mountains and fields, and it was already a vast white patch.

It was the first time Xin Zhuo had seen the snow of another world, the same goose feathers, and the same vast world.

In the courtyard, Han Jiulang and Huang Dagui hugged a large ball of snow, screaming and rushing towards Bai Jianxi, smashing their heads and faces.

The white tip was poured with a neck of snow foam, cold and cold, and the orchid fingers that couldn't help but pinch it didn't know how to pinch, squatted down and pulled it all the way, picked up a ball and smashed back: "It's so annoying, I'll kill you turtle grandson!"

As soon as he smashed it out, he was pinched by Han Jiulang's 100% empty glove white blade, and he was shocked: "You said this thing, I can't help it......"

Bai Jian was angry, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Where is Murong dead, help me, let's be together, they are not opponents, no one understands you better than me."

"It's coming!"

Murong Xiu, who was stealing pig's head meat in the kitchen, rushed out, jumped up with light skills, picked up a ball of snow on the tiles, and came with a beautiful two-in-a-row, which just hit Huang Dagui and Han Jiulang's heads.

"Yo-yo, fight!"

"Fight!"

Looking at the few people in the courtyard who were childlike, wearing thick cotton clothes and wrapped like a zongzi, Han Qi Niangle laughed happily, and even a little eager to try.

Cui Ying'er pulled her: "Qi Niang, don't go, you have too much strength, and your realm is higher than them, where can they stand it!"

"Oh." Han Qiniang couldn't reluctantly stop, and looked at Xin Zhuo with sparkling eyes, "Big boss, do you want to play?" You have the highest realm, you beat me and Sister Ying'er, right? ”

Xin Zhuo had a black thread, and hurriedly tightened the cotton clothes sewn by Cui Ying'er on his body: "Don't play, I have something!"

"Oh?"

Cui Ying'er's face was incomprehensible, and her voice was lukewarm: "Go to the nun again!" Does the big boss want to marry a wife? ”

"Ah, nothing! I'm going to practice light skills! ”

Xin Zhuo's face was slightly red, when did Cui Ying'er know? Hurriedly took Xiao Huang out of the yard.

Han Qiniang looked at his back and asked curiously, "What are you doing with the big boss?"

Cui Ying'er sighed lightly: "The love of the big boss is just beginning, I'm afraid I'm going to fall into it!" Alas, what is the future of those who are bandits? Not to mention ...... with nuns."

Han Qiniang blinked, and seemed to understand: "The big boss really went to find a nun?" This ......"

After thinking about it, he rubbed his hands embarrassedly: "Fat water doesn't flow into outsiders' fields, it's better for the two of us to marry the big boss, and it can be regarded as blocking his thoughts, what he said last time in and out, people think it's very interesting."

"You...... What the hell are you talking about? I don't know what you're thinking, yellow-haired girl! Cui Ying'er was shocked, scratched her nose, went into the house to light the coal lamp, and continued to sew cotton shoes.

The snow is fluttering, the snow in the forest is very thick, reflecting the skylight, white flowers, and the sight is not bad.

Xin Zhuo took Xiao Huang to leave two rows of footprints, one large and one small, and it didn't take long to arrive at a remote forest.

Facing the snow, I saw a beautiful figure standing in the snow in the forest, wearing a mink fur, with a bun, lined with a phoenix-patterned silk skirt, and a graceful posture.

Xin Zhuo walked closer and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

Hui Ruqing completely withdrew the dress that a nun should have today, dressed as a noble girl, and slightly powdered, the beauty does not eat the fireworks in the world, and it is even more beautiful in the snow.

"Are you still vulgar?"

A sentence blurted out.

"Today's light snow festival coincides with heavy snowfall, and I was ...... by Father-in-law Li back then. Uncle Li had the same scene when they sent it, and at this time of year, they were a little homesick, so I secretly changed it, and the master didn't know about it. ”

Hui Ruqing smiled secretly, and then asked cautiously, "Do you see what kind of costume this is?"

Xin Zhuo looked at it carefully and shook his head: "I don't understand, it's very good-looking!"

Hui Ruqing breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

I heard Xin Zhuo sigh again: "There are beautiful women in the snow, and the delicate face is absolutely red dust." If the god is like the spring lake, the eyebrows are ...... than the spring Dai Mountain"

Hui Ruqing blinked her good-looking eyes, and said with a smile: "The mouth is so sweet, is there anything else?"

Xin Zhuo thought for a while: "There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent, who cares about the city and the country."

Hui Ruqing was stunned, and muttered for a while: "This is ...... Poems made specifically for me? ”

Xin Zhuo gently held her pair of slender hands, which were very smooth, and then stuffed them in his arms and warmed them: "Of course, it's just for you!" Is it cold? ”

Hui Ruqing's body froze, and she forgot to withdraw her hand for a while, and she was stunned: "Little thief, don't lie to me, am I really that good-looking?" Or are you teasing me? ”

Xin Zhuo pretended to be surprised and said, "You don't know yourself?"

Hui Ruqing said blankly: "There is no bronze mirror in the nunnery, no one has praised me, I was very ugly when I was a child, I was ugly, and I always thought that I was born very ordinary."

Ugly?

You're ...... Do you still let people live? Yuan Yourong and they know it, and they have to be embarrassed.