In the winter of one year, the snow fell very heavy and thick, and there was not a single animal in the mountains. The little rabbit was too lonely, so he built a snowman and surrounded the snowman with his favorite carrot and red scarf, and regarded it as his only friend.

Although the snow child can't move or speak, the little rabbit still jumps and jumps around it, and is very happy.

When he was tired of playing, the little rabbit went back to sleep, because it was too cold, and a lot of firewood was added to the stove, but the fire burned more and more, and the little rabbit slept too deeply, and it didn't even notice that it was eroded by the flames all around, and the cabin was about to become a sea of fire, and the snow child was very anxious.

It tried to cry out, but it could not make any sound, and in desperation, it gave birth to its legs, pushed open the door of the cabin, rushed into the cabin, and carried the little rabbit out.

Thankfully, the little rabbit was not injured, and when she was brought out, she was still sleeping sweetly! But the fire was too big, and it was too hot, and the Snow Child looked at the sleeping rabbit in his arms, and he smiled, but tears flowed from his eyes—its body melted and melted little by little.

When the fire passed, the mountain returned to its original tranquility, and the little rabbit woke up from her dream, and she was amazed at how she slept outside the house, which had long since burned down, and beneath her was a puddle of melting snow.

The carrots, the red scarf, were still glistening on the ground.

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After Lu Xinyi finished telling this story, he secretly went to see Zijing, only to see that he had already closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She stuck out her tongue, covered him with the quilt, and obediently slept on the other side.

"How can there be a big snake demon who likes to listen to fairy tales?"

The next day, Lu Xinyi's spiritual cultivation increased day by day, and she had reached the stage of a junior killer, the two of them had no horses, and they walked more slowly, she could walk quickly with her spiritual power, but Zijing was always dragging her feet.

I didn't think I would be able to arrive in a day or two, so I simply took a detour and went to a blacksmith shop at the bottom of the mountain to buy a soft sword.

"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. You tie this soft sword around your waist, just right for your spiritual power. ”

Lu Xinyi nodded, and listened to Zijing again: "It's just that the realm of the unity of man and sword still needs to be cultivated over time, so you can exercise slowly!" Remember not to expose spiritual things until you have to. ”

Xin Yi smiled: "Of course, "The Art of War" has clouds, and it can be shown but not, and it is not used to show it. I still understand that! ”

Zijing only thought that this guy was silly and cute, he smiled and shook his head, took out some broken silver from the money bag, and paid it to the blacksmith.

Lu Xinyi stretched his neck on the side and sighed in surprise: "It's rare for an iron rooster to pluck a hair." ”

Asked the blacksmith to buy a fast horse, the two of them took the fast horse to Huanchu Mountain, along the way, only to see that the willows were all budding, and there were already delicate flowers poking their heads out of the grass, blinking their eyes a little bit, Xin Yi took off his jacket, and threw it to the big tree on the side of the road with a flick of his hand.

Zijing's horse was faster, and he laughed in the wind: "You threw away your jacket now, what if it's cold!" ”

Lu Xinyi clenched his arms around his waist: "When it was cold in spring, I had already arrived at Huanchu Mountain, with my father and Liuzhang here, and so many soldiers from my homeland, still worried about not having a jacket?" ”

Zijing laughed at her for living a chic life, and her heart was unconsciously a lot happier:

"Aren't you very good at writing tunes? It's a pity not to sing a word or two at the moment! ”

"Alright! Then I'll sing "Free as the Wind"! Run! ”

The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking!

After singing the song, she unconsciously recited Yang Shen's words, the fast wind swept past her ears, blowing the sideburns in her ears, Lu Xinyi sighed:

"Life is everywhere, it should be Feihong stepping on the slush!

Zijing, I only hope that you and I will be as happy and free as today in our lives, clean and free in our lives! ”

A quick whip fell, the horse ran faster, Zijing's face was pale, but he still squeezed out a sweet smile, as if he had never been so satisfied now, never so happy now.

Huanchu Mountain is getting closer.

When they reached the bottom of the mountain, the rocks inside were craggy and unapproachable, so the two got off their horses, banished them to the forest, and walked into the mountains.

There are too many rocks in this piece, but fortunately there is a trickle of mountain spring that is sweet and delicious, and after drinking a lot, he was about to walk forward, but suddenly a person jumped out of the mountain.

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree...... If you want to cross this road, leave the money to buy the road! ”

I saw that this person was not tall, but more than three feet tall, his beard was crooked, his skin was like ancient bark, and a pair of small black eyes turned extremely slippery.

Zijing stopped Lu Xinyi, who was about to step forward: "This guy is not a mortal, but like a mountain spirit, don't disturb him." ”

He stepped forward, saluted and said, "The two of us are in a hurry, and we don't have any money on us, only these are in my arms, please smile at the king." ”

With that, hand over the money bag. The mountain spirit shook the money bag, and was very happy, but he did not mean to let it go, but whistled behind him, and called loudly:

"Brethren, there are two living people here today!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that in the depths of the strange trees and vines on the mountain, countless macaques suddenly jumped out, as if falling from the sky, densely covering the sky, and only pounced on the two of them.

Zijing hugged Xin Yi and protected him under him, so that she was not too frightened.

The mountain spirit screamed to stop, and the crowd stopped, and the two of them looked up at each other, they were already embarrassed, and their hair and clothes were disheveled.

The mountain spirit said: "The little ones have been searched, and you two really don't have any private hiding." That's it, this woman, it's too ugly, you go! This little Langjun is good, stay and be a brother with me! ”

"What are you chewing nonsense!" Lu Xinyi stepped forward to theorize, but Zijing pulled her over, held her shoulders with both hands, and said in a comforting, almost pleading tone:

"Let's go, after this strange stone forest, it is Huanchu Mountain, you go there, you will be safe. Don't worry, I have a way to deal with them. ”

With that, he smiled at Lu Xinyi.

She looked at him, and then looked around at the monkeys, knowing that even if she was a master of one by one, she might not be able to escape from this mountain with all her beards and tails, and she was afraid and hesitated, but she still shook her head.

Zijing was a little anxious, he was slightly stunned: "Obedient, they are not easy to entangle, you go quickly, when you reach Huanchu Mountain, you will be safe." ”

She took two steps forward, but suddenly ran back, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "You are not safe, how can I be at ease when I step on other people's blood!" I'm with you! (End of chapter)