As soon as they walked into the courtyard of Ye Wanchi and the three of them, it snowed heavily in the sky, and the crystal snowflakes fell, and soon the patio was dyed white. Although Shangyang Peak has the array of four seasons, this small courtyard has been set up by Jiang Xingque to set up another enchantment, where the four seasons rotate as usual, and the rain and snow are worse than elsewhere. The three of them came to the building in spring to listen to the rain, and in the winter they came to the stove to enjoy the snow, and they were uncomfortable. Although Jiang Xingge and Fang Yinuo often came, most of them waited at the door, and the number of times they actually entered the courtyard gate was only a handful, so it was strange to see this goose feather snow.

Gu Hai and Su Zi were not polite at all, the two of them ran and jumped into the courtyard and sat down by the golden plum tree that was just in bloom, Fang Yinuo followed Ye Wanchi into the small kitchen, Xia Huairuo took a big charcoal basin from the room, and cast a small spell on it, and suddenly the originally empty charcoal basin was full of burning charcoal fire.

Seeing that the tree sprinkled with Jin Mei holding the shallow snow was beautiful, Xia Huairuo suggested that it would be better to come and play a drum and pass the flowers. Everyone responded after hearing this, and even Jiang Xingge nodded rarely, so she picked a small branch of plum blossoms and broke it down, and took a Gu altar from Ye Wanchi from the cabinet under the porch, used it as a flower drum and handed the plum branch down. The first six people were having a lively time, while Ye Wanchi served the wine-brewed balls one by one, and sat on a rattan chair and watched them quietly.

When the drum stopped, the plum branch happened to reach Jiang Xingque's hand, Xia Huairuo opened his eyes and took a look, clapped his hands happily and said, "It's Que Que, what should you be punished for?" she said and glanced at the frost that was placed aside, and a flash of inspiration flashed, "I want to see the sword move the river and mountain technique!"

Although the name sounds powerful, in fact, this is just a spell inadvertently invented by Jiang Xingque a year ago in order to make Ye Wanchi happy, it looks really spectacular, but in fact, the cultivation is quite expensive and has no practical significance, so she has not used it again in this year. However, today happened to allow Xia Huairuo to seize the opportunity, and everyone could take advantage of this to take a look again.

Because in order to show off his skills, Jiang Xingque walked to the table and slapped the table with internal force in the palm of his hand, and suddenly the frost was thrown into the air. Jiang Xingque saw that the distance was just right, so he stepped lightly on the plum tree, jumped into the air, grabbed the handle of the sword before the frost landed on the ground, and pulled it out.

The scabbard that was originally horizontal was seemingly inadvertently hooked by Jiang Xingque when he drew his sword, and then fell straight down, just inserting it into the snow next to the plum tree. She turned around from the air, tapped the ground with the tip of her sword, and then returned to the sprinkling of golden plums.

Jiang Xingque landed steadily on a plum branch, and then the frost fell horizontally, just catching a falling plum blossom. It was the first time for Gu Hai and Su Zi to see such a scene, and they only thought that they had finished the sword movement mountain and river technique, so they lit up two pairs of envious and adoring eyes and applauded vigorously. But before he could cheer a few times, Jiang Xingque started to move again.

A white-clothed girl stood between a plum tree with a cold sword on the handle, and the wind and snow had just swept the golden plum blossom on the tip of the sword, and she then clasped her wrist, and suddenly the floating plum blossom was cut in half. She put the sword behind her back, twisted the trick in her left hand, and chanted some incantations in her mouth that Gu Hai couldn't understand. Su Zi told him that it was an ancient language that had been handed down thousands of years ago, and that only the heirs of the four great families could have access to it, and even fewer people could learn it.

I don't know if it's Gu Hai's illusion, with Jiang Xingque's muttering and chanting, it seems that even the speed of snowflakes falling has slowed down. When she pronounced the last word, everything seemed to be still, even the sound of the wind stopped, and Gu Hai and the others sat quietly in their positions waiting for her next move. I saw Jiang Xingque smoothly draw an arc of sword light with his right hand holding the sword behind his back, and then slowly danced the sword between the plum branches as if playing Tai Chi.

The surrounding air seemed to be stirred by the frost and became distorted, and the picture in front of everyone's eyes was synthesized, the roof tiles, house beams, snow and plum blossoms were all fused together, and the whole world seemed to be left with only the girl dancing the sword, just when Gu Hai and Su Zi were deeply attracted by this bizarre picture, Jiang Xingque swung his sword violently, and actually tore apart all things that seemed to have become one.

She jumped down from the sprinkling golden plum lightly, easily inserted Frost Fall into the scabbard standing in the snow, and then walked up to Gu Hai and Su Zi with some complacency and snapped her fingers. Gu Su and the others were still immersed in the shock of the separation of heaven and earth, and when they heard the sound of snapping their fingers, they suddenly came back to their senses, and when they saw Jiang Xingque in front of them, they had an inexhaustible sense of admiration in their hearts.

"How is it, is it a good match for the words Sword Moving Mountains and Rivers!" Xia Huairuo stepped forward and hugged Jiang Xingque from behind like a koala, Gu Hai found that she was actually much taller than Jiang Xingque, and after a closer look, it seemed that even Ye Wanchi was slightly taller than Jiang Xingque, but it was because her talent was too outstanding that Gu Hai and Su Zi ignored this, and at this moment it seemed that she was a little petite.

Before Gu Su and the others could say anything, Ye Wanchi and Fang Yinuo brought up those wine-brewed balls. Ye Wanchi put two delicate small wooden bowls engraved with ginkgo biloba leaves in front of Gu Hai and Su Zi, filled a full bowl for each of them, and then took a pot of osmanthus brew and added a spoonful to each of them.

I don't know who the winemaker is, just poured out a small point, and the aroma of wine mixed with the rich osmanthus flavor filled the entire courtyard, Gu Hai only leaned in front of Fang Yinuo's wine glass and smelled it a little, and then he felt that he was already drunk.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and a bright moon poked out a little bit from behind the thick clouds, reflecting the heavy snow even more elegantly, Fang Yinuo easily lit the low lamp on the side, and it flickered faintly beside the low stone table, lining the cups of osmanthus brew even more crystal clear.

When the sub-clock rang, Fang Yinuo took a funnel and put it in the middle, and when the quicksand happened to fall, it was Ziban. After everyone drank the last pot of osmanthus brew, brushed the snow on their clothes, they said goodbye one after another, and went to their respective residences. Ye Wanchi had always gone to bed earlier, so he said goodnight to Xia Huairuo and Jiang Xingque and hurried into the house.

Jiang Xingque looked at the small porcelain cup in his hand, there was still a drop of osmanthus brew in it, and she wanted to drink it all, but when the cup reached her mouth, she stopped. She looked at Xia Huairuo with a smile, and then raised the porcelain cup to the moon, and said, "Tianyuan, Tianyuan, who will send this intention." After that, he handed the porcelain cup in his hand to Xia Huairuo.

The latter was not polite, took the porcelain cup and drank the drop of osmanthus brewing, and replied with a smile: "Hehe, I will condemn, I will condemn." ”

The heavy snow quietly dyed the courtyard pure white in this quiet night, and the three girls rarely fell asleep peacefully, as if the wind and snow in the courtyard and the blooming golden plum were the enchantments that could protect them, and they no longer needed to have any worries, just sleep and wait for the dawn.