It was already late at night, and the cold wind harnessed the wind feathers, braving the ethereal snow, and turned back to the empty valley dojo.

At this time, a thick layer of snow fell on the trestle, a foot deep, and when you stepped on it, it drowned your ankles. Step by step, walk on it, and make a pleasant crunch sound.

Fortunately, there is that silkworm robe to resist the cold, from the Yaochi Fairyland to the Empty Valley Dojo, in the invasion of the cold wind, the body is still warm, and it has not frozen into an iceman. Walking through the dense reeds to the shore of Lake Celestial, a flash of light made the cold wind startled.

"Oh my God, why is my thatched house on fire?"

Looking at his three thatched houses, the lights were full of fire, his heart couldn't cry or laugh, crying that all his belongings were in that thatched house, and this fire made his family bankrupt overnight. Although, that bit of family property, if it is full, is not worth a lot of money.

I wanted to laugh in my heart, laughing at the fact that in this snowy weather, it was not dry and irritable, how could it suddenly catch fire.

After all, it was the place where I had lived for three years, and I still had feelings in my heart.

He quickened his pace, and ran wildly all the way to the front of the burning house, where he saw two familiar figures, standing there in a daze.

"Sanqi, what are you doing here, why did you see my house on fire and didn't help you?" Hanfeng was surprised, it turned out that Sanqi and his little sister, Thirty-one, were holding hands, standing by the fire, motionless.

Hearing his shout, Sanqi turned around suddenly, but as if he had seen a ghost, he took a few steps back in a panic, and stumbled and fell into the snow.

Thirty-one was very careful, stood there very calmly, pointed at the cold wind and laughed happily: "I'll just say, Brother Hanfeng must still be alive, brother, you just don't believe it, you have to burn the house, you want to exorcise demons." ”

Burning the house to exorcise demons, the cold wind remembered something in an instant, on the side of Fanjing Mountain, there has always been a strange legend, the house where children mysteriously disappeared, it is necessary to burn it down as soon as possible to drive away the big devil who eats children.

That demon king also has a name, called Edmund.

Sanqi came back to his senses at this time, panicked, picked up the fluffy tiger skin hat from the ground, and asked: "I thought you were eaten by the big devil of Edmund, I couldn't find you in the room, there were no footprints in the snow, my sister and I searched around and around, but we still didn't find it, so we set your house on fire." ”

Thirty-one made a delicate voice: "Brother Hanfeng, don't blame my brother, when I couldn't find you, my brother cried so sadly." But I didn't cry at all, I thought you'd come back. ”

Sanqi and Thirty-one are brothers and sisters of the same father and mother, but, completely two appearances, Sanqi has a plain personality, a wide heart and a fat body, but the five or six-year-old Thirty-one is a little person, the elf is cute, small and moving.

Han Feng came closer, looked at Thirty-One's eyes, and asked, "Since you didn't find me, then why do you think I'll come back alive?"

"I'm so cute, Brother Hanfeng, how can you be willing to leave me?" Thirty-one is affectionate, small and exquisite, and has a touching smile, which is innocent. The little face was red and shining under the scorching fire.

Han Feng touched Thirty-One's little head and asked, "Don't you worry, I was really eaten by the Great Demon King?"

Thirty-one grinned: "I'm so cute, if the Great Demon King eats people, he should eat me first, hehe!"

No way, on weekdays, a three-seven annoying one, a thirty-one lovely God. This little brother and sister have become the only two people in this world who will pay tribute to themselves at this time.

It is both unfortunate and lucky, if he really leaves the world in this drizzle, at least one of them will cry for himself, and the other will wait for him to return.

He was immersed in a period of unspeakable loneliness, and the life of a mortal was nothing more than that, not vigorous, not impassioned, no story, and not a legend. 140,000 years ago, a certain person in mortal society created the theory of unity, which is still used today, but did not leave his name and story.

At this time, Sanqi finally released his sorrow and was relieved: "Then where have you been, how did you hold on to it when you wore so little in this weather of more than ten degrees below zero?"

Sanqi still didn't know what was going on with Miss Lan Xi, and at this time, he didn't want to tell the truth.

"In the evening, I wandered around and slipped away." I found a small stone house on the edge of Lake Ivanji, and I picked up a few crocodile eggs in the reeds, and roasted them there. The snow was too big to come back. “

"Little stone house, on the edge of Tianjing Lake, I've slipped away for so many years, why don't I know that there is a small stone house?" Sanqi was a little unconvinced, and when he heard the roasted crocodile eggs, the nature of the foodie was exposed: "You actually baked the crocodile eggs by yourself, and you didn't leave me two." ”

The cold wind got up serious and snorted coldly: "You set my house on fire, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, tell me quickly, I have no place to live now, what should I do?"

Thirty-one laughed and replied, "Then move to my house, and in the spring, my brother and I will help you build a new house, and you will move back." ”

Han Feng lives alone on the edge of Jingtian Lake, guarding 3,000 acres of lakeside wetlands, and has little contact with the outside world, Sanqi and Thirty-one, two brothers and sisters, are his best friends.

"You just move to my house, you look at the cold winter and snowy weather, can you stand it in this wilderness......" Sanqi was dressed in a thick animal skin, like a baby bear.

"Yes, Brother Hanfeng, our family lives in Sanlitun, how to say it is also a village, our family is not very wealthy, the conditions are not very good, don't dislike us. "The little man is thirty-one, with a petite and pitiful appearance, and his pleading eyes are full of childlike kindness.

Han Feng smiled with relief, took the two brothers and sisters into his arms, grateful, and his eyes flashed a little sadly: "How could I dislike you, without your company in the past few years, I don't know if I can live until now." ”

When he first arrived at the Hollow Valley Dojo, the cold wind could not accept the fact that he had fallen to the earth, and he became depressed day by day, as if he was lost in a dim world, unable to see the light, and lost his way.

From the world of cultivation, the cultivator who became famous as a young man in the Windy City became an ordinary person who was helpless in the Empty Valley Dojo overnight, and the double blow of his heart and physiology made him lose the courage to live.

In Hanfeng's mind, I vaguely remember that at that time, he was living on the streets of Sanlitun, and it was Sanqi's family who took him in.

Sanlitun is a small village, the whole village is only forty or fifty families, most of them live by farming and fishing, the life is simple, and the people are pure.

Sanqi's family background is average, but the family is harmonious, they are all positive, cheerful and optimistic, and the dying cold wind was soon infected by their warm family atmosphere, and gradually became vibrant.

At that time, he was thirty-one, but at a young age of three or four years old, that innocent smile left a deep impression on him, making him understand that there is still such an ordinary beauty in this world.

It's just a small poor village, where hard-working people work on the barren land, and life is full of hardships, but the people here are still full of beautiful yearning for life.

There is no turmoil and strife in the world of cultivation, no rush for quick success, no magnificent peak glory.

If it weren't for the protection of the energy aura of the Empty Valley Dojo, it would be very difficult for the people here to maintain this kind of poor life.

In the middle of the night, the snow had subsided a lot, and the air seemed to freeze, freezing cold. The night was as deep as ink, with the crystal snow light, the cold wind hugged the little sister thirty-one, and the three of them staggered, walking through the heavy snow.

He thought of a question, looked at Sanqi, and asked, "In such a cold weather, why did you bring your little sister out, and your family is not afraid of freezing her?"

Sanqi walked in the snow with heavy steps, a little out of breath, and replied: "When it was approaching evening, it suddenly snowed heavily, and everyone in the family went to the vegetable garden to collect vegetables, and the little sister had no one to take it at home. Seeing that you couldn't come for a long time, I was a little anxious, so I braved the heavy snow and came to you with Thirty-One. “

The villagers in Sanlitunli are counting on the heavy radish and cabbage in the vegetable garden to survive the winter, and this snowstorm came earlier than usual without warning.

After walking for a long time, there was a starry fire in front of me, drowning in the dark night.

There are more than 40 households, almost all of which are thatched houses made of bluestone, which are very simple. Behind the village is Fanjing Mountain, one of the seventy-two mountains of the Hollow Valley Dojo, and in front of the village is a narrow river that flows quietly to the Heavenly Realm Lake.