When Jiang Shan woke up, the "Ghost Art of War" in the dantian disappeared without a trace, no matter how Jiang Shan detected it in his body, the ancient scroll seemed to enter out of thin air and then disappear out of thin air, which was very weird.

After probing for half an hour, there was no other discovery except for a trace of cold air in the dantian, which also made Jiangshan distressed.

Recalling Yang Taiyi in the illusion, what a domineering man, slaughtering eighteen immortals in an instant with the power of one person, even the legendary Erlang God is afraid of his three points, and that sentence, then slaughter your immortal world today, just ask, who is fighting in the whole world!

The word "Dusk Dao" has been heard more than once, the first time is in the illusion in the Monkey Tower, today is the second time, and the god of war Yang Taiyi said, it can't represent the underworld, what is it? Jiang Shan shook his heavy head, and the snow flakes on the tips of his hair fell instantly, and they had their own way of living in their own realm, which was too far away for a small foundation building period.

The sky has darkened, although the previous illusion has always been kept in my mind, I don't know what will happen later, Jiang Shan doesn't want to think about it anymore, he didn't do any of the three conditions promised to Xiao Boyan some time ago, and today there is a small request from an old man, no matter what, it must be practiced, and the husband will do what he says.

Shaking the snow in his boots, Jiang Shanchang breathed a sigh of relief, since he didn't have the opportunity to get the "Ghost Road Art of War" today, but he also needed to fulfill his promise, while the sky was not completely dark, he also walked along the heavy snow towards the foot of the south mountain of Xiaoyao Mountain.

Accompanied by the wind and snow along the way, the rivers and mountains are difficult along the only looming path, and sometimes a few squirrels jump in the snow, which is also a unique scenery. Xiaoyao Mountain is too big, the country has climbed over the seventeen peaks, traveled for nearly two hours, and then came to the foot of the so-called South Mountain.

At the foot of the South Mountain is a gentle valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides, only a wide dirt road extends from the mountain, and at the end of the valley, above the flat snow, a three-room thatched hut has risen with curling smoke, and the dull yellow oil lamps swaying in the silvery white snow.

An old woman in front of the door splashed a basin of warm water in the snow, which suddenly caused the snow to creak, steaming and thin mist, and the country stood in front of the valley with her hands, looking at the three thatched huts that seemed to be integrated with the world, and her heart was so peaceful, as if this was not the world of cultivation, just the mortal cave sky, even the breathing, would involuntarily become soft.

"Young man, it's getting late, why are you still lingering in the mountains?" the old woman was about to turn around, but she saw Jiang Shan standing motionless, and the old woman also looked at it for a long time before asking.

Jiangshan didn't know how to talk, maybe the "home" that the old woman said was a leisurely bar, Jiangshan was silent, just laughing.

Seeing this, the old woman walked along the path with little snow, and after seeing the appearance of Jiangshan only ten years old, the pity in her eyes became more and more intense, and she reached out and pinched Jiangshan's ears, and said with concern after feeling very cold: "Little friend, are you lost?"

Jiang Shan shook his head, somehow, just couldn't speak, the old woman took out a scarf from her arms, then put it around Jiang Shan's neck, and continued to ask, "What about your parents?"

"I'm an orphan. Jiang Shan suddenly spoke, his expression a little gloomy.

"This is the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain, there are many fierce beasts in the mountain after nightfall, why don't you stay in the cold house tonight, and the morning is back, okay?" The old woman's eyes were full of pity, and she sighed lightly and reached out to touch the head of the country.

"Thank you, mother-in-law. Jiang Shan nodded, let the old woman take the little hand, and walked towards the hut.

"Qing'er?"

As soon as he arrived in front of the thatched hut, there were two slightly anxious whispers inside, and an old man with white hair pushed open the door, and when he saw the country in front of the door, his eyes turned to the old woman on the side.

"If you don't see you for a while, you have to keep calling, you, you. The old woman also chuckled, and then introduced Jiang Shan, and then stepped into the threshold.

There are three thatched huts, one bedroom, one living room and one kitchen, Jiang Shan just entered the kitchen, his eyes are unconsciously looking up, there is a small fire pit dug in the room, there are three earthen stoves behind the fire pit, there is a bucket on the side of the earthen stove, on the wooden wall above the bucket, there is a wine steamer, there is also a knife basket made of bamboo strips on the side, several bundles of dry firewood are neatly cut and placed in the corner; the firewood is flourishing in the fire pit, a triangular iron frame is on the flame, the iron frame is holding a porcelain jar, the porcelain jar squeaks under the baking of the firewood, it is bubbling white mist, a smell of meat hits the nasal cavity, Jiang Shan suddenly feels hungry, also cooing in anger.

The old woman added the firewood in the corner into the fire pit, set up the half-burned firewood, and said with a chuckle: "The purple deer is boiling in the jar. ”

"Uh-huh. Jiangshan was completely familiar, and he also threw a piece of firewood into the fire pit and swallowed his saliva fiercely.

"Hehe, this purple deer is very cunning, and ordinary beast clips can't catch it. The old man held the cigarette gun, took a few puffs, his eyes were also staring at the porcelain jar, and continued: "Today, your little guy is a blessing." ”

"Thank you grandparents for taking it in. "The more Jiangshan smells the meat, the more his stomach keeps screaming.

"You little one, try it first. The old woman pursed her lips and chuckled, put a wet towel on the lid of the porcelain jar, and then opened it carefully, stretched out her hand and beckoned in the white incense mist.

"Ahh ”

"Hehe, little baby, this purple deer with peach blossom wine, that's a perfect match, why don't you taste it?" The old man put down the cigarette gun in his hand, leaned over and took a wine bag from the corner, raised it in his hand, and said, "This is a wine made from the unique peach blossoms on Xiaoyao Mountain." ”

"Grandpa Xie, the whole bowl. Jiang Shan couldn't stop eating as soon as he started, so he took the bamboo bowl handed over by the old woman and hurriedly stretched it out to the old man.

"Jiangshan is still young, so let's drink less, but you are such an idiot, how many times have you told you. Seeing that the old man's face was full of obsession, the old woman's eyes also flashed with a little anger.

"Hehe, out of the way, out of the way. The old man was preached by the old woman, and he also smiled awkwardly, and took the bamboo bowl and drank it clean.

"Good wine!" Jiang Shan tasted it, and the aroma of the wine returned to his tongue, revealing the sweetness that could not be dispersed, and he also exclaimed.

"The craft of brewing this peach blossom wine, except for my Qing'er, I'm afraid that no one else can brew this taste. The old man took another sip and lowered his mouth, his face full of satisfaction.

"Grandpa, grandma, today Jiangshan is also entrusted by others to come to exchange wine. After three rounds of wine, Jiangshan ate about the same, his face was red, and he took out a bamboo basket full of peach blossom petals directly from the space, and continued: "Well, this is a basket of petals. ”

"Didn't he come by himself?" The old man's empty eyes narrowed, and the old woman was also slightly startled, turning her head to look at the country.

Jiang Shan waved his hand and said, "No, no, it's snowing, his legs and feet are inconvenient, so he let me run errands." ”

Hearing this, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and the old man said, "Tomorrow, you will take an altar first." ”

Jiang Shan nodded, pushed the bamboo basket to the old woman's side, and said, "Grandparents, there are many disturbances in the country today, and I have tasted such delicious food with the blessing of the two of you, and the country will not wait for tomorrow, so I will go back to the mountain tonight." ”

In front of the three thatched huts, the old man and the old woman watched the country leave, and when the black shadow in the distance completely disappeared into the night, the old woman sighed long, let go of the old man's hand and went back to the house first.

Twilight spring is late,

Ahead of Baihuazhi.

Peach blossoms are planted every year,

It is prescribed at the time of bowel breaking.

"Peach trees are planted every year, and they are opened for whom they are in the morning and twilight. The old man also sighed lightly, his eyes full of memories.