[Thousands of miles away to pass a person, no pity, no compassion? How can there be affection?

There is no ability to talk nonsense, and it is difficult to have the original intention of being down-to-earth. 】

Imperial 2013, April 4, Bailing Mountain, heavy snow.

The sweeping Taoist boy is quite a little embarrassed, April 4, and the homophonic dead word is almost the same, somewhat unlucky, and the spring back to the earth's blizzard, the mountain is difficult to walk, there are many complaints.

"Yesterday it was still sunny and windy, and today it was snowing heavily, I am afraid that something has changed in the world, and I looked around, only to know that the maple leaves that were already in October last year are blooming again today!" The Taoist boy who was sweeping the floor smiled at the strong man who was sweeping the floor next to him: "Uncle Li, today, if something big happens, you have to return the three gold coins you owe me."

The sweeping boy rubbed his hands, crooked the broom in his arms, and looked at the sweeping man who only raised his head to sweep the snow, without saying a word, and hurriedly took two steps forward, and said, "You can't rely on me...... It's all my father's money, you can't rely on me, otherwise, I will be hungry at the beginning of spring. ”

After saying this, Uncle Li, who was sweeping the floor, slowly stopped, Dao Tong's eyes were sharp, and he leaned up, and when he saw Uncle Li taking out the money in his arms, he smiled happily and rubbed his hands even more excitedly.

"I owe you three gold, and now I pay you back two catties, and there is really nothing else." Uncle Li spread the two gold coins in his hand, and the Dao Tong grabbed them, and said with an excited smile: "It's okay or not, you have to have money to pay me back, right?" You have been in Bailing Mountain for so many years, you must have seen many wonders, and today, it is rare for you to repay the money. Thanks to this snow, I came with you to sweep it, and if it were another day, I wouldn't know where you were! ”

Dao Tong held the gold coin in his arms, patted it, excitedly picked up the broom, and ran up the steps step by step.

"You're not sweeping?" Uncle Li frowned, and when he saw Dao Tong going up, he didn't look back, and he didn't squeak again.

He shook his head and sighed, overlooking the thousand-foot steps of Bailing Mountain, the snow was thick and white, and the birds flew out like black dots, disappearing, and he was alone in clearing the snow.

This snow, it was falling yesterday, and it stopped today, and everyone was a little caught off guard, but fortunately, in the spring, there was a wave of spring cold, and the clothes had not been washed and hidden, so it was slightly passed.

"When you come to Bailing Mountain, you are more or less pure-hearted, sweeping the floor and cultivating, thinking about money. Why don't you go down the mountain, and ask what to do here? Uncle Li let out a long sigh, and the broom of the branches and leaves scraped against the granite of the steps, making a stabbing sound.

The disciples on the mountain have already woken up, strange at this snowy scene, and the commotion made it difficult for these sounds to resound.

The sound was mostly lonely, and could only slowly echo in the mountains.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound, ethereal and very happy, like a bird jumping, and it stopped three times.

The snow of spring cold in April is not rare, the maple leaves in October are red like mountain fires overnight, it is indeed strange and strange, those spring flowers have to avoid the cold, only the late-blooming plum blossoms stand proudly, exuding a faint fragrance.

The birds and birds are chirping, the dark plum is fragrant, and the maple leaves are like fire, all of which appear on this day, and they have to make people stop and stop, and they are amazed.

Uncle Li looked for the sound and went down, and when he looked, the birds were flying jubilantly, and when he stopped, the fragrance of plum blossoms was intoxicating, the thousand-foot steps were long and stretched, and the place where the birds and birds gathered at the bottom of the mountain flickered with a golden light, which fascinated Uncle Li's eyes.

He hurried down the hill and saw what the light was.

It was a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes.

The baby clutched his hand tightly, probably because it was too cold, he couldn't stop shivering, and the birds were shielding him from the cold wind down the mountain, and like a lullaby, coaxing the child to sleep.

The swaddling clothes are snow-white, and when the sun shines, it really shines brightly.

Someone left their son or daughter at the bottom of the mountain?

Uncle Li hurriedly ran over and picked up the baby, only to see that the baby in the swaddling clothes couldn't stop trembling, and his forehead was already cold and blue, which really scared Uncle Li.

Uncle Li used his spiritual power to put his palm on the top of the baby's head, releasing a slight heat to make him less uncomfortable, and the warm heat flow to the baby, which made the baby feel a lot more soothed.

Uncle Li looked down the mountain and around, and saw that the birds were still chirping, and now they were flying around him.

But there was no figure to see next to it, and most of them were abandoned babies left at the bottom of the mountain.

The phenomenon of discarding children in this way is not uncommon around Bailing Mountain, the Ning family of Bailing Mountain is the five major families hand-picked by the empire, and they are famous, but Bailing Mountain is also rich and rich, and the official cultivation mountain gate of the empire, many parents who do not raise children or cannot afford to raise children put their babies at the foot of Bailing Mountain, and Bailing Mountain will not ignore them.

Even the parents of abandoned babies mostly come silently and leave silently, and there are many babies who are difficult to live, and it is difficult for parents to abandon them, and it is difficult to say what they really want to see them live.

It's just that it snowed heavily last night, and it's very cold today, which is quite evil.

"Evil, ......" Uncle Li looked at the baby, the baby's eyebrows had a little vermilion plum blossom print, petite and cute, there was more spirituality of heaven and earth, no wonder these birds and birds would circle around him.

Uncle Li no longer swept the floor, but ran up the mountain with the baby in his arms, and the birds and birds followed Uncle Li up, as if they had to know the whereabouts of the baby, so they were really willing to leave.

Uncle Li's spiritual power is not strong, and running up the mountain in three steps and two steps will inevitably have some respite.

He took the baby to the meeting hall of Bailing Mountain, looking for Tan Mingqiu, the head of Bailing Mountain.

Bai Ling Mountain, although it is said that it was founded by the Ning family, one of the five major families, but because the reputation of the two generations of family heads was not very good, in the end, the emperor of the empire sent the chief steward Tan Mingqiu to assist the Ning family's side management of Bai Ling Mountain.

However, after all, it is the emperor's own faction, and the governor's office naturally has the sole power, and all matters are decided by Tan Mingqiu.

Tan Mingqiu is a hundred-year-old man, the Chinese people of the empire have a long lifespan because of the cultivation of immortals, and in the empire, a hundred years old is nothing more than the year of the human race.

There is an abandoned baby at the foot of the mountain, and the ability does not need to be decided by Tan Mingqiu, just leave it to Ning Xuefan, the director of the Bailing Mountain Character Rank, to deal with it, but Uncle Li feels that this child is too different, and he still wants to ask Tan Mingqiu in person.

It's just that when he came to the council hall, Uncle Li was closed.

Today, Chief Tan was not in the hall, but went to inspect the disciples of the golden rank.

Uncle Li can only come to find the director of the Dizi Order, Ning Xuefan, Ning Xuefan is a posterity who wears glasses, and he deals with the disciples of the Dizi Rank on weekdays, and his temper is not very good, when he saw Uncle Li sweeping the floor, he didn't put down the villain book he wanted to read in his hand, but he coughed lightly, he didn't even look at Uncle Li, he only glanced at the baby in the swaddling clothes, waved his hand, and asked Li Qiu to step back.