In this way, after nearly two months of calm atmosphere, the first snow of early winter was ushered in.

That night, it snowed heavily and fell all night.

Until early in the morning, when Luobei woke up, he saw that the ground outside, the eaves, and even the trunks of the trees in the yard that had not completely lost their yellow leaves had turned snow-white.

Luo Bei opened the door, and a cold wind blew snowflakes in his face, but he didn't retreat into the house, and even deliberately wanted to feel the kind of freshness and nature that can only be experienced in the cold.

The small courtyard in front of me is also full of white colors, and there are not too many traces.

In the cold wind, the snow piled up on the green bamboo was blown off.

The clean and soft white color is reflected in the eyes, turning into a beautiful picture.

During the four years on Qixia Mountain, there will be several snows every year, but in Luobei's heart, only the first snow of the year is the most profound.

He and Da Bai chased me on the snow, and behind him was Zhuo Xiaochan's earnest instructions, and sometimes Master Qin Muchuan would also play a song in the snow.

The sound of the piano was like smoke, as if it was still in my ears.

It's just that everything is still quickly out of sight after all, and I'm afraid that the past days will never come back.

These days are probably really too idle, and in these quiet and idle days, he finds that his distress seems to be no less at all.

He misses and remembers the people and things he used to have almost every day.

Then he was stunned to find that he was no longer the young man who didn't know how to be sorrowful.

Da Bai screamed softly twice behind him, and then flicked Luobei who was blocking the road with his paws.

Luo Bei lowered his head and saw those clear and lazy eyes.

He smiled and thought to himself, "It's good that this guy is still with me......"

Luo Bei returned to the house, packed up his clothes, and then prepared to go out, today at noon he was going to the back garden to have lunch with the fourth uncle, which was agreed yesterday.

These days, he really wanted to meet Sister Xiaochan almost every day, but the fourth uncle told him that now was not the time, but her toxicity was similar to what Wan Ruhai expected at the time, and it did not deteriorate, so Luo Bei was a little relieved.

Speaking of Wan Ruhai, Luo Bei was very worried about the condition of the divine doctor, and he saw with his own eyes that Wan Ruhai's pale and transparent face was as clear as paper at that time, and there was blood that suddenly spurted out.

"I wonder how he's doing?"

Luo Bei walked out of the door, stepping on the snow all over the ground, making a "squeak" sound, as soon as he looked down, he saw a double row of footprints winding in front of him, neatly like the traces left by a snake, each small footprint is divided into three small petals.

Luo Bei smiled in his heart, Da Bai ran out again when he was not paying attention, and he really didn't know where this guy had gone all day long.

Stepping on the clear snow, Luobei went from the front yard to the back garden, and saw a few familiar stewards and subordinates, during this time, everyone seemed to have finally relaxed from the previous tense atmosphere, so when they saw each other, their faces were full of smiles.

Mrs. Feng pushed her husband to stop in the small courtyard, presumably admiring the sudden snow, and even her husband's sick face had a rare hint of smile.

Snow is really a magical thing, born of white, and it conveys a rare calmness to people.

There is no snow on the corridor in the back garden, so there is no snow here, only water marks left by deep and shallow footprints.

At a glance, the pavilion in the middle of the lake was also covered with snow, but the pavilion was empty, and Wen Qingqing, who usually likes to stay in the pavilion, did not come today.

Halfway through the corridor, there was already an older steward waiting here, and he looked very respectful when he saw Luobei.

"Young Master Luo, Fourth Uncle asked me to wait here...... Let's go......"

The steward led the way, and the two men went through the cloister to the largest house in the back garden.

Luo Bei stopped and looked up, this house was actually not very big, at least much smaller than the front hall, and there were two lanterns hanging in front of the door.

He remembered that when he first walked into the back garden, the fourth uncle said that this is where Wan Ruhai lives, and the largest one in the middle is the hall for entertaining guests, and Wan Ruhai's bedroom is in the innermost room.

The steward gently pushed open the door, and Luo Bei saw that there was a square table inside, and the fourth uncle sitting at the square table happened to get up.

"Fourth uncle, Master Luo has already arrived......," the steward said to the inside, but he didn't enter the door.

The fourth uncle beckoned to Luo Bei and let him in.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, it looks like a common people's house, a table, a few chairs, a few rows of seats on the middle table against the wall, and an incense burner underneath.

"Fourth Uncle ......"

The fourth uncle waved his hand gently, so that he didn't have to be formal.

"Come on...... Sit down...... Today it snowed for the first time of winter...... The two of us have a few dishes and half a pot of turbid wine, which should be regarded as celebrating the Ruixue Trillion Year in advance."

Luo Bei sat opposite the fourth uncle, there were four dishes on the table, exquisite but not extravagant, the two small wine glasses were very beautiful, I don't know what material they were made of.

The fourth uncle raised his wine glass and said, "Brother Luobei, are you still used to living in the mansion these days?"

Luo Bei hurriedly nodded and said, "It's already very good here......"

"That's good...... Time flies so fast, and it's winter again in the blink of an eye......" The fourth uncle suddenly drank a glass of wine and sighed.

Luo Bei picked up the wine glass, drank it all like the fourth uncle, and the wine entered the soft intestines, not turning into a soft finger, but like a fire, a hot feeling rose in the heart.

Luo Bei kept coughing, and his coughing face turned red.

This was the first time he drank alcohol in his life, only to find out that the wine was so unpleasant.

The fourth uncle smiled: "This wine is mellow and not strong, it seems that you are still drinking for the first time, and it will be better if you slow down......"

Luo Bei finally gasped for breath, and smiled awkwardly, he felt as if there was a hot current rushing up his head, and he was a little dizzy.

Luo Bei smiled and smiled, suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked seriously: "Fourth uncle, the god doctor of all gods...... How's his injury?"

probably guessed that Luo Bei would ask about this, so the fourth uncle did not have a trace of hesitation, but he still groaned slightly before saying, "Master, he ...... I'm afraid it's not going to be easy these days, the blood poison is the most yin and cold, and now it's winter...... Hey......"

The fourth uncle walked to the window and looked at the snow outside, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

"I was about to ask, but it was like a dream last time, and when I woke up late, I don't know if anything went wrong......"

The fourth uncle turned his head, but the worry in his eyes did not decrease.

"Luobei, now it seems that if you want to save the master completely, you are the only one......"

Hearing this, Luo Bei's heart trembled, and he could see that the fourth uncle's eyes were very worried.

Then, he nodded earnestly.

The two of them looked at the snow scene outside, drank half a pot of wine, but didn't eat much of the food, Luobei was a little dizzy, but he found that his alcohol was not bad, and it didn't take long for the heavy wine to gradually subside.

But not much has been said about curing diseases and poisons.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the sun finally appeared.

The fourth uncle sent Luobei to the small house again, it was still the same wooden barrel, it was still full of hot water, and the fourth uncle closed the door when he left, still in the familiar darkness, looking at the dim firelight.

This time, Luo Bei wanted to keep his consciousness awake, but he didn't expect that the heat was surging, so that the wine energy surged up again, and he only felt that the world was spinning.

Soon, he fell asleep again.

This time, I didn't see the golden fish in the last dream, only a dark road, and there was no edge in sight for a long time.

He deliberately stayed awake at first, telling himself that it was just a dream, but as the darkness spread, he became agitated.

At this time, a cold iron sword shot out of nowhere and penetrated his body, and the coldness brought by the pig iron instantly spread to his whole body.

Silence enveloped his consciousness, and he felt like he was feeling death coming.

"Roar", a few piercing cries suddenly came, Luo Bei struggled to open his eyes, and saw a faint silver light shining in from a distance.

A dream is a dream, and there is always a time to wake up, and when Luo Bei opened his eyes, he saw that the door that had been closed was actually open a crack.

The moonlight shone in through the crack in the door, as if it were the faint light of a dream.

When he lowered his head, he saw a pair of shining eyes looking at him.

Dabai, how did this guy find here? Could it be that the same guy heard the cry in his dream?

Luo Bei was just about to get up, and found that he was almost the same as last time, so he could only sit down slightly and slow down, and he saw that the incense in the corner had been burned at the moment.

After a long time, Luo Bei finally regained his strength, he was a little strange, why he became so weak when he woke up twice, but he looked all over his body, there was nothing unusual, and it was nothing to think about.

Luo Bei walked out of the door with Dabai in his arms, the air outside became much colder than during the day, the wind was not strong, but it was extremely painful on his face.

This is winter, the first wind and snow come, in addition to bringing picturesque whiteness, but also bringing a cold wind.

Stepping on the thin snow, Luobei walked back in the night, and the courtyard became extremely quiet.

It was late at night, and probably everyone hid under the covers, tossing and turning in the land of sleep.

Seeing the "Ethereal Pavilion" again, he remembered the scene where he was also talking to Wen Qingqing in the pavilion, and found that everyone who came to this compound seemed to be very mysterious, or had an untold story.

Just as he was thinking about these things, the big white in his arms was very quiet from the beginning, and suddenly became vigilant.

Luo Bei then looked intently at the small pavilion, and found that there seemed to be a figure in the shadow under the railing, trembling in the snow.

I didn't expect that there would be so many strange things, Luo Bei frowned, he didn't want to meddle in his affairs, but after all, he was still a little unbearable, looking at the trembling appearance of the man, he could imagine that he should be injured, plus the weather would become unusually cold on a snowy night, if it was really an injured person, then this night might kill him.

The young man's heart is always much simpler, and the first thing that comes to mind is always the kind side of people, he didn't even think about it, what kind of person would suddenly appear here in the middle of the night, and why would he be hurt?

Even so, Luo Bei was still a little worried, after all, it was already very late at night, and the surrounding silence was terrifying.

His steps were very light, but there would inevitably be some sounds when walking on the snow, I don't know if the person in the shadow noticed Luobei who was approaching, and his body in the shadow was trembling violently.

"What kind of person?" Luo Bei's heart seemed to be in his throat, and he subconsciously asked loudly.

"Don't ...... Don't ...... loudly" The voice was soft and a little faint.

But Luo Bei could hear that it was a woman's voice, and it seemed to be somewhat familiar.

The man in the shadows raised a hand and beckoned slowly to Luobei.

After Luo Bei walked closer, he suddenly found that it was no one else hiding in the shadows, but Wen Qingqing, a girl in purple.

He took a deep breath, put down the big white in his arms, and hurriedly stepped forward, Wen Qingqing's face was very pale, she was wearing a tight black dress, one hand covered her shoulder, and between her slender and white fingers, there was blood.

"Don't ask me why...... Take me back first......" Wen Qingqing didn't let Luo Bei speak, and said in a weak voice.

Luo Bei helped Wen Qingqing up, and found that her body was very light, as if there was no weight at all, he wanted to carry her on his back, but she refused, so he had to help her slowly staggered all the way to the front yard.

Fortunately, she didn't meet anyone on the way, so Luo Bei sent Wen Qingqing to the door of her residence very smoothly.

Wen Qingqing pushed open the door and leaned against the door, she looked at Luo Bei, her eyes were much softer than usual, and after a long time, she said, "I'm fine...... It's just that...... There's one more thing that only you can help me with now......"

Luo Bei looked at the girl in front of him who had become extremely weak due to the injury, and he didn't know what was more important now besides quickly dealing with the wound?

Looking at the weak Wen Qingqing, Luo Bei still couldn't bear it after all, so he had to nod.

"There must have been blood stains left in the Ethereal Pavilion...... I...... I want you to help me ......"

Luo Bei suddenly realized that when the two of them left, he looked down and saw that there were indeed blood stains there, although Wen Qingqing did not finish speaking, he naturally understood that she wanted to let herself help her go back to the Ethereal Pavilion and destroy the blood stains that remained in the snow.

Seeing Luo Bei's slightly frowning brows, Wen Qingqing knew that his heart was full of doubts at the moment, so he sighed faintly and said, "If you want to know anything, I will tell you......"

"It's just not the time to ......"

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