Fengyin was praised again, and it was a little hot search.

At this time, she was sleeping with the quilt.

The falling snow outside the window creates the best sleeping environment for people.

This sleep is five hours.

By the time the wind woke up, the snow outside was already thick.

Someone in the temple is clearing the snow, trying not to let the snow bury the path for pedestrians.

The wind moaned, who had slept almost, got up, dressed, and went out to clear the snow.

She was here to volunteer.

The trio and Grandma Yun also followed, and several people cleared the snow together and built a snowman in the snow.

Here, it seems that all hustle and bustle is far away.

Wind, snow.

Only the sound of nature.

Feng Yin said at the beginning to cleanse the soul, and it really did it.

The wind chanting that was clearing the snow outside once again turned on the live broadcast and took netizens to enjoy the snow scene here.

It's beautiful.

"Whew——- it really feels like my lungs have been washed."

As she spoke, she held her mobile phone and pointed it outside, allowing netizens to see the beautiful scenery she admired.

The Taoist temple is located on the top of the mountain, and the terrain is very high.

Snow fell and fell on the branches.

Nature is the most beautiful canvas, and snowflakes become paintbrushes.

[I'm uneducated, I can only sigh so beautiful! 】

[Is there a feeling of northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow? 】

[The snow is too late in spring, so it wears the garden trees to make flying flowers. 】

[You all slow down, I'm searching on the Internet, and when I find it, I'm a member of the culture.] 】

Feng Yin fixed the phone and asked netizens to continue watching the snow, and she continued to sweep the snow with a big broom.

Sweep the first time, the soul is really cleansed.

Sweep the second time, so quiet.

After sweeping the floor three times, my heart was calm.

……

I don't know how many times I scanned, but Feng Yin had only one thought in his heart.

When the fuck will this snow be swept away!

Wind Yin is in charge of sweeping the steps.

The steps are long.

The length of the stairs is not the hardest.

When the wind swept up the last step and was about to go up, she wanted to cry.

"Why is it buried again!"

Yes, the snow is still falling, just not that much.

On the steps that had just been swept up, there was another thin layer of snow.

Such steps are the most slippery.

"I have the feeling that I have to sweep the stairs for the rest of my life."

"Cleansing the soul is really not suitable for me."

"You say, if there is a renminbi on this step, it will be more energetic to sweep up."

[Hahahahaha! The wind groans or the wind groans. 】

[Originally, I was still in the spring and snow, and I was suddenly dragged back by the wind. 】

[I should say that the scenery is beautiful, but if I want to clear the snow, I won't do it. 】

Netizens have teased that a down-to-earth life is still suitable for them.

In the shredded chatter of the wind, she swept up from the bottom up, again.

Probably because of her babbling, the snow stopped.

Although the snow stopped, they still couldn't go down.

The cable car stopped.

The trail is slippery and not suitable for descending.

If it's the wind itself, the wind is going down.

However, considering that Grandma Yun was here, Feng Yin decided to wait for two days, at least after the cable car was restored.

Grandma Yun has no opinion, she stays at ease.

The trio was also at ease at first, relaxed, and even enjoyed it until the moment the internet was disconnected.

That's right, they were disconnected.

Probably because the snow crushed the line somewhere, and the Taoist temple had no network.

The trio gathered around Wind Groan, asking with concern when they would leave.

Wind Yin held an axe in one hand and clattered open a piece of wood.

"Leave? Who said they were leaving. ”

"Click!"

Another piece of wood.

"I got a job and started right away."