Snowflakes fell from the sky in clusters, fluttering wildly with the north wind. The woods were bare, with only the shadows of countless tree trunks overlapping, stretching into the distance, and gradually disappearing into a white expanse. The snow on the ground is so thick that I can't reach my ankles if I step on it. There were not even half a footprint in the snow, making the forest look dead silent, as if nothing had ever survived here.

All sides are covered in white, and there are no houses in sight. This snowy field seems to be cut off from the world, living alone in the middle of the mountains, sleeping quietly and for a long time.

Suddenly, something flew by.

It vanished into the forest in an instant, leaving only a vague black shadow. But on the soft new snow, from one end of the forest to the other, there was a long blood spot. Warm blood dripped onto the snow, causing a small patch around it to melt and fade into the smear

A young Taoist priest came from the other side of the forest.

This Taoist priest is very strange, it is obviously snowy weather, but he is very thinly dressed, and the north wind blows, which can fill his Taoist robe. His hair was haphazardly coiled up with a wooden hairpin, and occasionally the strands of hair were unrestrained by the wind, making his whole face look handsome and dusty, but there was a very light red mark between his eyebrows, the origin of which is unknown. There was no dust or wooden sword on his body, but he was holding an ordinary teacup in his hand. He walked along the trail of blood, his feet stepping on the snow without a trace, as if he were too light to weigh himself. The thing that had just flown past seemed to be his prey, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and swayed slowly, as if he were taking a walk.

The snow was still falling, seemingly endlessly, but not a single piece of it could fall on his hair or shoulders.

The snow that should have fallen on his shoulders melted away in an instant.

If it is on the morning after the snow, on the day when the grass market opens, people may talk about the Taoist priest mentioned above, his Taoist temples that appear from time to time, and his inscrutable age. Most of the old people in the town believed that they had seen him as a child, so they said that he was a god. But occasionally a few brave young people want to go up the mountain to visit him, but they are often cloudy and ignorant, so they say that he is a monster. But no matter what other people's speculations were, the young Taoist priest had already decided to give up the boring chase at this moment, and his figure disappeared in a flash, returning to his original position, stopping in front of his prey.

The prey was forced to stop, and we could see that it was a Gu eagle. It seems to have been pulled by the Taoist Chief, but now, for some reason, the scar is gone. The Taoist felt a little strange, he frowned, but at this moment when he frowned, he had already thrown the teacup in his hand quickly. The Gu Eagle was very agile, dodged in a flash, let out a baby-like cry in his throat, and rushed towards the Dao Chief. When it was too late, he suddenly jumped into the air, and the sword that appeared in his hand at some point suddenly swept away the snowflakes and slashed down. This movement was so swift that it looked like a white shadow flashed, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on the Gu Eagle's back.

The Dao Chang fell on the snow and took advantage of the situation to stab his sword forward, the sword technique was extremely fast, and it was as unpredictable as his figure, and the snow on the ground was provoked by the sword qi, and fell to the ground with the new snow.

When the snow foam fell, the Gu eagle was already dead. Its body trembled slightly, and warm blood gushed from the wound, staining the clean new snow red.

From its body, seven or eight souls emerged. They were faintly visible in human form, just like a wisp of green smoke. These people have all been devoured by the Gu Eagle, and now that the Gu Eagle is dead, they can finally be reincarnated.

A husband and wife with the baby in their arms, like a Taoist chief bowing to him, gradually dissipated. A little girl smiled happily at the Taoist, waved at him silently, and ran away. There was also a young man smiling and nodding to the Dao Chief...... The last to walk was an old man, who looked at the Dao Chief, suddenly fell down and bowed, and pointed anxiously in one direction: "Dao Chief-

His voice stopped abruptly, and he watched his body slowly disappear, reluctantly trying his best to lip shape, but finally disappeared.

What did he want to say?

A small demon pill gradually rose from the Gu Eagle's body, it glowed with a soft light, and it hung gently in the air, as if waiting for someone to touch it. The Dao Master stretched out his hand, and it flew obediently, rolling into the palm of his hand. Out of nowhere, he took out a bronze mirror with entwined branches, and threw the demon pill into it, like throwing a stone into the water, and there was no sound.

The snow seemed to be falling a little lighter, and all that was left was the smearing blood on the ground, and the sound of the wind in the woods seemed to be about to happen.

The Taoist seemed to have completed some task, and suddenly he didn't know what to do next, so he walked in the direction pointed by the old man. He wondered what the old man was going to tell him. As he walked, he froze suddenly, and slowly narrowed his eyes. Because in the clearing in the forest in the distance, there seemed to be the corpse of the old man lying there.

He walked briskly, crouched down, and took a closer look at the old man's face. His body was cold, his face was blue, and it was obvious that he had been dead for a long time. There was also an axe beside him, and a pile of firewood scattered on the ground.

Damn it!

The Dao Chief couldn't help but take a step back, looked at the corpse on the ground in disbelief, and then squatted down and smashed the snow with his fist. Who would have thought that the Gu Eagle would take advantage of his laxity and injure another human life! Why didn't he think that there were still people living in this forest? Why didn't he stab the Gu Eagle to death with a sword in the first place? He stood up angrily again, and walked back and forth in place, trampling the snow under his feet to the ground with resentment.

He sighed heavily, grabbing his hair with some reproach.

What was the old man's purpose in pointing him in this direction? Could it be that he wanted to collect his body?

The Taoist didn't think much about it, he squatted down and began to roll up his sleeves and prepare to dig a pit for the old man to let him settle in the ground, but he heard the sound of feet stepping on the snow behind him. He immediately turned his head with a grim expression, a teacup was already in the palm of his hand, but he saw a little girl standing behind him who looked only five or six years old, obviously running all the way, and was still panting heavily.

[Note] "The Classic of Mountains and Seas, The Classic of Nanshan": "Five hundred miles to the east, it is said that the mountain of Lu and Wu has no grass and trees, and there are many gold stones. The water of Ze is more out of Yan, and the south flow is poured into the water, the water has beasts, the name is called Gu Eagle, its shape is like a carving and has horns, its sound is like a baby, it is a cannibal. ”