Snowflakes are flying, falling snow is sounding, the north wind is calling, like a sharp ghost howling, the earth is covered with snow, the cold wind blows through the thick snow layer like a steel knife, rolling up the snow, and the sky and the earth are white.

This kind of weather is really dripping into ice, if you have no choice, I am afraid that no one wants to go out of the house half a step.

Of course, there is another kind of person, the person who is dependent.

Su Yu is naturally not an ordinary person, in the snow, he is dressed in white, riding a white donkey upside down, swaying and winding, stepping on the white snow with a row of crooked and oblique footprints, and then covered by the flying snow.

The white donkey was not a white donkey, but because it was covered with a layer of falling snow, it became a white donkey, just like its owner, which had been covered by the flying snow and could not see its original appearance, but stared at the sky and earth with a pair of hot and hazy donkey eyes, as if he had done something to be sorry for it.

Heaven and earth naturally didn't do anything to be sorry for the white donkey, and they couldn't deal with a donkey, let alone a drunk donkey.

That's right, this is a drunk donkey, no wonder its position can be so coquettish, it has been walking for a long time and never seeing it walk in a straight line, as for going around the same place, not too much.

About two incense sticks have passed, but when he saw that the white donkey's pace was gradually slowing down, and the clarity in his eyes was gradually increasing, Su Yu, who had been sitting on its back, opened his eyes.

It is a pair of pure childlike eyes, clearly reflecting the world, and like a calm spring, unfathomable, containing the power to see through the world.

With a pop, I don't know where Su Yu took out a blue-yellow gourd, took off the stopper, and a strong but clear aroma of wine immediately filled out, diffusing in the snow, but it didn't disperse for a long time.

The white donkey couldn't help but stop, shook the snowflakes that split his head and brain, revealing the black fur underneath, and looked at his master with a look called longing, looking stupid and cute.

The donkey was originally an ordinary donkey, and Guy had the spirit wine made from the spirit grass collected from the deep mountains and forbidden places or the cliffs and Jedi all the way, and constantly activated its muscles and bones, so that he could spread joy everywhere in this snowy and endless weather, and he unconsciously awakened a little spirituality, between demon beasts and mortal beasts.

It's just that I don't know if those martial arts sects in the world know about Su Yu's behavior as a loser, and they will all crusade against him.

Gently shook the gourd in his hand, and a wisp of turquoise wine flew out, with only a thin line.

The white donkey, oh no, it should be called the black donkey at this time, the black donkey hurriedly opened its big mouth, and took the wine that it regarded as life, and screamed a

I don't know if Su Yu's behavior is an alternative training?

"Let's go, you, if you let me sleep in the snow and ice again today, tomorrow's wine will be gone, hum!" Su Wei knocked his calf, and didn't care whether the black donkey could understand it or not, and closed his eyes again.

The black donkey called softly, as if bargaining, and seeing that his master did not react, he jumped hard and galloped up, as fast as lightning, leaving only a black phantom.

The snow was gradually shaken off by it, revealing four snow-white cloven hooves, the same color as the snow, and I don't know if it was stepping on the snow or under the snow.

In a short time, a man and a donkey disappeared into the wind and snow.

......

"Crunch, crunch!"

Before the wind settled and the snow did not stop, a horse-drawn carriage broke through the wind and snow and came from the north, and the rolling wheels crushed the frozen ice and snow on the official road.

When the violent wind and snow approached the carriage, it suddenly slowed down and became slow, as if an invisible aura enveloped the carriage, isolating it from the outside world.

If anyone who knows the goods is here, they will surely exclaim. Because this invisible aura is the spiritual realm unique to the martial arts sect, it interferes with the vitality through the will and affects the outside world to a certain extent, no wonder this carriage can be safe and sound in the violent storm and snow.

"Life is full of helplessness, and no one is helpless!"

Recalling that three years ago, it was on the same road, the same Tie Chuanjia driving, and the same direction to Xingyunzhuang, Li Tanhua let out the same sigh again.

The sigh is full of misfortune and sorrow, with a strong loneliness, infecting the surrounding air to become more viscous, and the wind and snow to be slower.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

At some point, the faint smell of cloudy wine began to evaporate in the air.

Tie Chuanjia worriedly lifted the corner of the car curtain, and the tower-like man also showed a little softness, even if he knew that it was useless, he still persuaded: "Young master, don't drink this kind of bad wine, and be patient a little longer, when you get to the front, Chuanjia will definitely bring you good wine." ”

Although he is called a young master, compared to back then, Li Tanhua's sideburns are already gray, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes are deeper.

The only difference is that what he carved is no longer Lin Shiyin, who is his first love, but Sun Xiaohong, his wife.

Every carving is a divine injury for Li Tanhua, and it is a time to sharpen the blade, but it is his own heart that is sharpened.

But the pain is indelible, and it always gets deeper and deeper.

In the same way, he is still a drunkard, and his body is like a drunkard.

Maybe Li Tanhua's life was destined to be lonely, when he untied the knot and returned to seclusion hand in hand with Sun Xiaohong, he didn't want to lose his life, Sun Xiaohong died after giving birth to his son, leaving him and his young son to depend on each other.

Inevitably, his life hurt his young son Li Manqing, and Li Tanhua left the world from then on, handing over his young son to the old man Sun Baifa to raise.

Now, another two years have passed.

It was as if time had turned back again, and he had embarked on the same path again.

Thinking of this, Li Tanhua became more and more melancholy, and drank a sip of turbid wine, the sour wine stimulated a pain in his lungs, and he coughed violently again.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the thin horse pulling the carriage stepped restlessly on the iron hooves, and snorted cold.

"Young master, the person who came is not good!" Tie Chuanjia kindly reminded him, and motioned for him to try the other party's catties.

"Not necessarily!" Li Tanhua lifted the curtain with a relaxed expression, not much nervous, not because he was confident enough, but because he had already looked down on life and death.

"Good wine!" Sniffing his nose slightly, Li Tanhua smelled a faint peculiar aroma of wine from the air, with a quiet taste in the strong, intoxicating but not hurtful, causing him to swallow quietly and relish.

"But, alas. Li Tanhua glanced at the black donkey helplessly, and then turned his blaming eyes to Su Yu sitting on the back of the donkey, with his keen facial features, he could naturally feel that the aroma of wine was coming from the black donkey.

"How can you see that the son is not a donkey, and the donkey knows not to know wine?" Su Yu smiled, his posture was leisurely, although he was young, he had a fairy spirit.

"Li is wrong!" Seeing that there was also a "drinking friend" on the other side, Li Tanhua no longer cared about being forcibly stopped by Su Yu, and said with a smile: "Young man, what are you from?"

Somehow, Li Tanhua suddenly remembered that when she met Ah Fei, the two had the same trait - persistence.

"Try the sword!"

"Where's the sword?"

"I'm in the sword!"