Listening to the snow pavilion is beautiful, especially when the snow is falling like hair.

So, listen to the snow pavilion nearby, snow all year round.

At this time, a young man in white with a cloud pattern sat in the pavilion.

He's playing chess.

The wind rose, and the snow rolled into the pavilion on the chessboard.

There is a rich boy on the railing, with a lazy atmosphere.

The young man in white said lightly, "For your nephew who is not a weapon?"

As his words fell, he dropped a son, which happened to land on a patch of snow.

"How can you remedy it?" the rich boy picked up a snowflake and flew the chess piece into the chess box along with the snowflake.

"I can't help it. The young man in white didn't care, and picked up another chess piece and fell.

"You can't help the young pavilion master of Xiaotian Pavilion?" The rich boy jumped off the railing and sat opposite the young man in white.

"You should know that Xiaotian Pavilion only knows mortal affairs, not the will of heaven and people. The young man in white said without squinting.

"Even if it's our friendship for more than 30 years, it's not enough?" the rich boy grabbed a chess piece and knocked on the chessboard.

"This is Liuliqu, a priceless treasure," the young man in white raised his eyelids to look at him, "If it is broken, I can't afford to sell your entire Lin family." ”

The rich boy raised his eyebrows, grabbed a large handful of chess pieces and threw them out, and looked at the young man opposite with a smile.

The young man in white shook his head, "If it breaks, it will be just worth our friendship over the years, so as not to embarrass me." ”

The rich boy looked stunned, and hurriedly put on a hippie smile, "That, just kidding, just kidding." ”

Then, he trotted to pick up the chess pieces one by one, and did not forget to wipe them, sat back and piled them on the chessboard, and flattered, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

The young man in white picked up the chess pieces into the box one by one before he spoke again, "Recently, many people have gone to Lizhou, and many people have come out, all because of that young man." ”

"I know. The rich boy restrained his smile, "This time Nan'er is reckless." ”

"Your talent is not worse than mine, why don't you take the lead yourself?" said the young man in white seriously, "The Lin family, it has been in decline for too long. ”

"Then what am I doing with you?" the rich boy brother became cynical again, grinning and disdainful.

"Then let's go to the Snow Spirit Domain to have a look, you and he know him, if the relationship eases, there will be a turnaround. The young man in white shook his head helplessly, put his right hand against his forehead, and closed his eyes slightly.

The rich boy frowned, "How can I know each other?"

The young man in white was unresponsive.

"Hey!" shouted the rich boy.

The young man in white still didn't react.

The rich boy pouted, not to mention pulling down.

"Gone. He spoke, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

The young man in white opened his eyes and looked at it, shook his head slightly, and stretched out his hand to twist a chess piece.

Landing on the board with a snap.

The snow falls silently, and the wind blows without a trace.

The sound of falling is crisp and good.

......

Ning Jun slept very deeply this night, and it was a long time, and when he woke up, there was already one more person in the bamboo house.

The man was a young man of fifteen or sixteen, with beautiful eyebrows, and at first glance he looked very childish.

Ning Junxi felt that his head was a little groggy and his chest was stuffy, he guessed that he had a fever, blinked, and muttered if he was dreaming.

The young man saw Ning Jun open his eyes, first stunned, and then overjoyed, "The young master is awake." ”

Ning Junxi blinked again, what's the situation?

The child had already run out screaming, "Second uncle, the young master is awake." ”

"What?" Ning Junxi looked dazed.

Could it be that Uncle Qi accidentally lost him?

He glanced at the house, no, it was still the bamboo house, except that the dust was a little less and cleaner, he was not on the floor but lying on the hard bed, nothing different.

"Hairball!" he shouted, in a small, hoarse voice.

Only then did he know that he was in poor health now.

"Babble. The furball quickly arched him on one side, and then jumped on top of him.

Ning Junxi didn't understand what was going on, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn't help but gasp, and his whole body bowed.

This little thing is going to be murdered.

Qi Shi came in from outside, his brows jumped, and he hurriedly ran two steps and picked up the hairball, "Young Master......"

The furball has a little monster in its mouth, and it looks innocent.

"It's okay, it's okay. Ning Junxi closed his eyes and breathed deeply, with a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

He can tolerate pain very well, after all, it hurts from childhood to adulthood, but this kind of thing can't become a habit.

Behind Qi Shi, the boyish young man looked at Ning Junxi nervously.

"Take it. Qi Shi handed the hairball to the young man behind him and straightened Ning Junxi, "What does the young master think?"

"I have a fever?" Ning Junxi touched the sweat on his forehead and asked weakly.

"Yes. Qi Shi nodded, his face was not good-looking.

It stands to reason that he gave Ning Jun a medicine to reduce the fire and cool down, and it shouldn't have burned, but he suddenly collapsed.

He thought it was poison from the arrow, but it wasn't, which was strange.

He was a little worried about whether it would be because of the Falling Sun Grass, after all, he knew best about the young man's affairs except for Li Qiubai.

"Then how many days have I slept on?" Ning Jun sighed.

"Three days. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Ning Junxi said softly, and he didn't know if he said it to himself or Qi Shi.

Then, he said pitifully, "Uncle Qi, I'm hungry." ”

Qi Shi touched the young man's forehead, the fever was gone, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "What do you want to eat?"

Ning Junxi licked his lips, "Drink porridge, any porridge is fine." ”

"Hmm. Qi Shi responded, turned his head to look at the young man behind him, "Sixian, take care of the young master." ”

The boy nodded vigorously.

Qi Shi picked up the furball, turned around and went out.

Ning Junxi blinked, "Are you?"

"Back to the young master, my name is Qi Sixian, the eldest grandson of the third room of the Qi family in Lizhou, I received a secret letter from my second uncle a few days ago, and I came day and night. The boy said seriously.

Ning Junxi was a little confused.

Does Uncle Xiao Qi have a family, he thinks that everyone who stays in the Void Cave is homeless.

Is there a Qi family in Lizhou, oh, yes, but it seems to be a hidden family.

That little Uncle Qi is the second uncle, could it be that this Qi family also has something to do with the Void Cave Heaven, is the Void Cave Heaven too wide of friends.

"Less...... Young master?" Qi Sixian saw Ning Junxi's strange expression, thinking that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately became worried.

"Nothing. Ning Junxi came back to his senses and showed a harmless smile, "You sit, let me ask you something?"

"Oh...... Oh. Qi Sixian sat down nervously like a rabbit, and sat upright, "Young master, please speak." ”

Ning Junxi frowned, very helpless, "First thing, don't call me young master, call me Xiao Ning, Xiao Xi, Ning Junxi, or, Brother Ning, Brother Xi." ”

Qi Sixian was a little embarrassed, "But ......"

He has been taught like this by his ancestors for generations, and it is disrespectful not to call the young master, but the second uncle won't let him say it.

He scratched his head and discussed, "Do you want to call the young master?"

"No, I can't. Ning Jun made a face, Uncle Qi couldn't help it, he couldn't help such a little kid who had never seen the world, "Call Brother Xi, it's decided." ”

"But......" Qi Sixian couldn't sit still, and let the family know that he didn't pick his skin.

"But what?" Ning Junxi was suddenly a little curious.

"But......" Qi Sixian scratched his ears and cheeks.

"But Uncle Qi won't let you say it?" Ning Junxi looked at the unlucky child in front of him and sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, they were all hiding it from him.

Qi Sixian breathed a sigh of relief, nodded vigorously, was stunned, and quickly shook his head.

Ning Junxi looked at it and wanted to laugh, and said arrogantly, "Don't worry, just call Brother Xi, Brother covers you." ”

Qi Sixian looked around in a hurry, probably wanting to ask Qi Shi.

Ning Junxi wanted to laugh even more, and teased him, "Uncle Qi also listens to me, it's useless for you to ask." ”

Qi Sixian's face fell into tears all of a sudden, almost crying.

Ning Junxi finally couldn't help laughing, the smile involved the wound, the pain was heartbreaking, and he couldn't help grinning, his face was extremely strange.