Jinzhou, ice field.

The world says that fire and water are incompatible.

But in fact, things are often not so angular.

For example, it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and love and hate are entangled.

There is a lot of geothermal heat in the Xuan Realm, but this ice field is extremely cold.

The so-called ice field is actually a large piece of ice.

A huge piece of crystal-clear 10,000-year-old ice floated silently above the blazing earthfire magma.

The hot magma melts the bottom of the ice sheet, creating a thick mist that rises and quickly condenses into ice.

This piece of ice melted and condensed and condensed and melted again. Over and over again, thousands of years, endlessly.

Walking on top of the ice field, the thick ice beneath your feet is transparent, reflecting the fiery red lava beneath the ice.

The lava was tumbling and tumbling, as if with the momentum of destroying everything, but it could not penetrate the cold ice in front of it.

Ice and fire, so contradictory, coexist, love and kill each other.

The earth fire was so hot and brilliant that it reflected the entire ice field red.

Although the inhabitants of the ice field live in this bitter cold place, they will also live a prosperous life.

The happiest thing for the children is to sit on the humble sleigh and shout loudly at their dogs to pull the sled all over the sky.

The dogs on the ice field are huge and fierce-looking, more like untamed wolves. But underneath these terrifying countenances are gentle and loyal hearts. These simple-minded companions often live and die together with the inhabitants of the ice fields for generations.

At the end of the day's work, the residents gathered together to watch the children and dogs frolicking as a satisfying pastime.

There is also a drunkard who indulges in this pastime.

A rather childish drunkard.

He was covered in bottles. He smelled of wine, as if he had just been fished out of the wine pool.

Although this drunkard was heavily drunk, it did not hinder him in the slightest, and he was happy and high-spirited.

He was sitting in the sleigh and joining the children's scuffle.

He was already in the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, but his appearance and gestures were quite unserious.

Such a serious person, but he seems to be very admired among the locals.

Two middle-aged men in animal fur coats ran over and beckoned to the drunkard.

The drunkard's interest was interrupted and he appeared very angry.

He glared angrily at the two middle-aged men who walked by.

The two middle-aged men, with respectful expressions, bowed to the drunkard, and their heads hurried to the ground.

The two whispered to the drunkard.

The drunkard rolled his eyes and said with great dissatisfaction: "Such a trivial matter, just come to bother me?"

The two were a little embarrassed and were about to explain. At this moment, a furry figure ran over jubilantly, slapped the drunkard on the shoulder, and said in a loud voice, "Old man, the sleigh is good." ”

The drunkard was a little dazed and was about to get angry, but he was attracted by this furry figure.

This figure, dressed in a furry coat, had a face red from the cold.

This red face, the drunkard didn't even know it.

But it is undeniable that this red face is quite good-looking. Especially those big eyes, clear and transparent, shining with a touching light.

For a moment, the drunkard was stunned.

However, the drunkard didn't stay long, and another face appeared in front of his eyes.

This face is known to the drunkard.

Not only recognized, but also quite familiar.

Not only is it familiar, but it can be proud of an alcoholic.

This face is almost the masterpiece of an alcoholic.

The drunkard used to be sleepless, looking at this face, from ugly to handsome and extraordinary.

This face, at this time, was looking at the drunkard with a smile, and said in a very nice thick voice: "Senior, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The drunkard came back to his senses, a little surprised, but frowned and said, "I don't want to see you." ”

After speaking, the drunkard pulled the handsome face away, and his eyes fell on the red face again.

He said in a sweet voice, "Girl, how old are you?"

The girl with a red face just wanted to answer, but was pulled behind by the handsome man next to her.

The man pretended to be angry and said, "Senior, no matter how old she is, she already has a master." ”

The drunkard glared at the man fiercely, and said dissatisfiedly: "Is there a lord? is it......? That's what. ”

The man was a little annoyed, and just wanted to choke the drunkard, but he heard the girl next to him couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, senior, it's the first time I've heard someone comment on Bingyang like this." ”

The handsome man known as Bingyang was so angry that his face was a little distorted, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The girl approached the drunkard again, winked and said, "Senior, Bingyang said that your venison is extremely delicious! Let's go to your house!"

The drunkard was stunned for a moment, but he smiled in a blink of an eye, and said happily: "The girl can come to the house, and the old man can't ask for it, and he can't ask for it." ”

Bingyang felt even more angry. But seeing the drunkard and the girl chatting happily and gradually moving away, Bingyang could only follow the two of them stupidly and embarked on the road of chasing venison.

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The aroma of roasted venison will soon warm the cottage and become unusually charming.

The girl wiped her mouth, a little embarrassed: "The ancients said, there are few thousand cups of wine for a confidant, and it is not too much for us to have a thousand pieces of meat for a confidant." That's why I ate your venison to the bottom of it. Senior, are you okay with this winter?"

The drunkard laughed, waved his big hand quite boldly, and said: "What a confidant! The little friend admires the old man's barbecue, and the old man is very happy! These three thousand miles of ice field, there are not many good things, but this venison, it's full!"

The girl suddenly showed a flattering smile: "You ice field, what a wonderful place!"

The drunkard wasted no time in putting his big face in front of the girl, and said with a grin: "Girl, if you can stay on the ice field for a long time, I promise to have roast venison to eat every day!"

When the girl heard this, she actually showed a hesitant expression, as if she was weighing some important choice in her heart.

Bingyang, who was sitting on the side, was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames. He pulled the girl who was in a hesitation and couldn't extricate herself, and said viciously: "I said Miss Ziling, do you still need to think about this? ”

Zi Ling blinked his eyes, and counted Bingyang with some disgust: "In order to pursue what you like, it is worth paying any price." ”

Bingyang rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Then are you going to pursue me?" or are you going to pursue barbecue?"

Zi Ling's face turned red, and she twisted: "Why can't you coexist with the barbecue?"

The drunkard came over again and said quite righteously: "Girl, don't worry. On our ice field, there are more handsome little guys. You have a flower, but you are afraid of a lump of flowers...... What's that?"

Bingyang Tie blushed and dragged the drunkard out of the sleigh. The drunkard suddenly hung in mid-air, his legs dangling, as if they were boneless.

Zi Ling was taken aback and stammered, "Front, senior, what's wrong with your leg?"

The drunkard's face flushed, and his hands waved desperately in the air, as if he wanted to strangle Bingyang.

However, the drunkard's hand was much shorter than Bingyang's, so he could only show his teeth and claws in vain in front of Bingyang's face.

Bing Yang sighed and said to the drunkard who was struggling with his life: "Senior Meng Mo, you have a unique skill and have the grace to recreate Bing Yang. It's a pity that your mouth is too much to owe. ”

With that, Bingyang put the drunkard called Monmo back into the sleigh.

Meng Mo glared angrily, seeing Zi Ling's surprised expression. Meng Mo became even more angry, and shouted loudly: "What if Lao Tzu has a special skill? Lao Tzu just doesn't want to heal these legs." What do you want me to do?"

Zi Ling immediately reassured: "Senior Mo, you are sitting in the sled, it is very heroic and imposing! These legs are indeed quite redundant to you." ”

Meng Mo was stunned, and his tone softened a lot: "Miss Ziling, the old man strongly believes that you and I have a similar temperament, and we really hate to see each other late, and we hate to see each other late!"

After that, Meng Mo let out a long sigh, his eyes were a little fluttering, and he was stunned.

Zi Ling and Bing Yang looked at each other, very confused by this uncertain old man.

Meng Mo was silent for a long time before muttering, "A long time ago, I also told another person that I hated to see each other late. ”

Seeing such an obvious intention to confide, Zi Ling immediately obediently cooperated: "Senior, tell me quickly, who is this person?"

Meng Mo looked at Zi Ling with a somewhat strange expression: "This person is you." ”

Zi Ling rolled her eyes: "Senior, you have already said this. And who is the other one?"

Meng Mo still looked unyielding: "The other one is still you." ”

Zi Ling was a little confused: "Senior Mo, do you mean that you once saw another 'me'?"

"Exactly. Monmo replied in a serious manner.

Zi Ling squeezed out an ugly smile: "Senior, your jokes are not funny at all. ”

Monmo was not angry at all. He said matter-of-factly: "Girl, you were born by the river, and you are twenty-five this year, yes or no?"

Zi Ling was not surprised at all: "Senior, you and Bingyang have been in the same room for more than two months. Bingyang's big mouth must have told you about his ancestors for eighteen generations. ”

Bing Yang glared at Zi Ling fiercely: "Who is in the same room with him?" Besides, I don't have the time to tell him about these gossips. ”

"Cut. Meng Mo expressed disdain for this: "Isn't it the Zi Ling you talk to me about you every day?"

Bingyang's face flushed, and he muttered, "Occasionally mentioned." ”

Meng Mo chuckled: "Girl, you were born on the seventh day of the first lunar month, have you ever told the old man about this Bingyang?"

Bingyang said disdainfully: "You are foolish." ”

Zi Ling clapped her hands and shouted: "Senior, you are completely right!"

Meng Mo didn't stop: "Girl, there is a red mole on your left arm, which looks like a plum blossom." I don't know about this ice sun. ”

Bingyang's face completely darkened, and he slipped up Monmorti again, suspended him in the air, and said sharply, "How do you know this? When did you peek at her?"

Zi Ling rolled up her sleeves with a big grin and said comfortingly: "It's not a secret. The seniors probably saw it by accident. Bingyang, you put the senior down, don't scare him. ”

Meng Mo, who was hanging in mid-air, was not only not frightened, but stared at Bingyang defiantly, and said with a sneer: "There are more details, would you like to hear them?"

"Don't listen!" Bingyang said angrily, "Shut your stinky mouth." ”

Zi Ling looked very admiring: "Senior, you are like a god, and you are like a fire." If you walk the rivers and lakes, you must be the first god operator in the world!"

Meng Mo hung in the air, still unrelenting. He waved his hand at Zi Ling and corrected, "I'm not a god operator. I know all these things about you, because you are my dead wife. ”

When Zi Ling heard this, she showed great interest: "What is the name of the deceased wife?

Bingyang threw Meng Mo into the sleigh and said coldly, "Don't be deceived by this bad old man. When he saw a beautiful woman, he said that it was his dead wife. In the two months I've been with him, I've heard him say the same thing to at least four or five women. ”

Meng Mo shouted dissatisfiedly: "Bad old man? Joke! Thirty years ago, I was also a Yushu Linfeng, a handsome wind god, and I could be regarded as a famous beautiful man in the rivers and lakes!"

Zi Ling showed a disappointed expression: "Senior, no matter how beautiful you used to be, now you casually recognize your deceased wife, and you are also a scumbag who has been abandoned from the beginning to the end and has no guarantee in his later years." ”

Monmorse's face flushed. He shouted angrily: "Who said that I started in chaos and gave up? I have been looking for my deceased wife for twenty-five years. On these 3,000 miles of ice field, I have worked hard and unswervingly, and I have never had two hearts for my deceased wife. Who dares to say I'm a scumbag?"

Zi Ling was a little dazed by this confession, and she stammered, "Oh, that, that's okay." ”

Meng Mo's expression eased, he looked at Zi Ling, and suddenly said with some sadness: "Twenty-five years ago, my wife died in my arms right here. Before she died, she had promised me that she would come back to me. In her life, she has never lied to me. So, I'm waiting for her on this ice field. You see, today, I finally waited for her. ”

When Zi Ling heard what Meng Mo said, she felt sad inexplicably. She was a little confused, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes, and looked at Meng Mo's old face vigorously, but she still felt strange.

Meng Mo sighed and said bitterly: "Compassion, I once told you, by the Lechuan River, by the bridge, the Meng Po soup, you must not drink it, otherwise, you will forget me." As a result, you still forget about the past. ”

Zi Ling rubbed her nose, and out of thin air she felt a sense of guilt. She blurted out: "That Meng Po soup, probably I can't help but drink it." ”

Bingyang frowned and interrupted Zi Ling: "What Meng Po soup, I see that you were poured ecstasy soup by him." These are all his tricks, which he uses to deceive the mentally ill-minded fools. ”

Zi Ling grimaced at Bing Yang, and turned around and sat down in front of Meng Mo. She straightened her color and said, "Senior Mo, whether I am the mercy you said or not, I would like to hear about your past." ”

Meng Mo nodded and said in a deep voice: "Compassion and I, in fact, have only been together for a year. But that year was enough for me to remember for the rest of my life.