The door of the Red Flower Pavilion is still closed, and the samurai at the door is carrying a long knife, like a stone carving, standing quietly at the door, his face is like cold iron, and his eyes are like long needles, so that people dare not look directly.

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Everything is very calm, just like the demon river flowing outside the city, the waves of the river come from the depths of the mountains, roaring, roaring, but turned into a glacier in front of the snow city, rolling and rolling turbulent waves are frozen on the surface of the river, and the light blue ice crystals are illuminated by the sun, with a trace of exquisite beauty.

Nature's workmanship.

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However, under this thick layer of ice, there are countless turbulent undercurrents, turbulent whirlpools, and countless darkness and incomprehensible abysses.

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The spring breeze in February is like scissors

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After the early spring, the snow city gradually cleared, the clouds hanging over the city were gone, and the warm spring breeze blew from the other side of the mountain, blowing away the cold air, blowing the bright sun, and blowing spring.

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The golden warm sun rises in the east and sets in the west, far away, on the top of the mountain opposite the Snow City, the gray mountain is exposed, the winter snow melts, and the biting gurgling stream flows down the valley into the demon river, and the water rushes the ice on the river surface into a fist-sized hole and merges together.

It flows into the sea in the east, and a hundred streams return to the river.

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Unconsciously, seven days have passed, Tianxue City is still calm, no one jumped out to make trouble, there is no fighting, the city lord's mansion has been lost, people's lives are as usual, for them, it is just another person on the top of their heads, it does not have much impact, and life has to go on.

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Merchant traders

Farmers plough in the spring

The warriors left the city in groups and rushed towards the mountains and forests on the outskirts of the Demon Beast Mountain.

The streets and alleys are crowded, the traffic is busy, the restaurant is open, and the shopkeeper is shouting hard with the small servant, wanting to win the favor of the guests.

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Spring, for Snow City, is the beginning of a year's life.

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The warm wind is blowing

The wind chimes hanging in the corners of the eaves were blown, and the brass-colored bells rang with the ringing of the bells, crisp and pleasant, and floated out far away with the long wind...... Far away.

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"Ding Ding Ding"

"Ding Ding Ding"

"Ding Ding Ding"

In front of the Red Flower Pavilion, the two guards carefully hung the big red lantern in front of the plaque, these days, the guards always have a smile on their faces, the two guards hung up the lanterns, and talked with the samurai at the door, one of the leading black-faced men explained: "Madame let you cheer up, they will definitely send things in the last three days, don't lose the face of the Red Flower Pavilion when the time comes, if anyone makes a mistake, I will clean up whom." ”

After the black-faced man finished speaking, he suddenly found that there were more than a dozen people gathered around him, chattering, and one by one he was surprised: "Brother Zhang, will they really take the initiative to send things over?"

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"Nonsense, what Mr. said, do they dare to obey?" The little leader of the guards named Brother Zhang was obviously very confident in his husband, and even unconsciously showed a look of admiration in his eyes, not only him, but the other people around him heard the word Mr. and their chests were also full of pride, and unconsciously, Zhang Zheng already had such a high reputation in the Red Flower Pavilion.

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"Jingle Bell"

"Jingle Bell"

The wind chimes outside the window kept ringing, as if a delicate bird was singing.

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In the antique woman's boudoir, the fire was still burning, and the bright fire reflected the room red.

On the wall on the side of the house, there is a beautiful landscape map, black and white, the ink line is meandering, outlining a piece of steep mountain, floating clouds cover the mountainside, pine wood explores the abyss, there is a very high mountain weather, and the payment is: "Bamboo Forest Dweller." "Three hundred people in front of the northern region, there are many poems and paintings left, this picture of the mountains and clouds is the true handiwork of the bamboo forest monks, although it is not very famous, but it is something that many people dream of.

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In addition to the paintings, there is also an incense burner in the room, and the smoke rises faintly.

The best Buddha incense helps to sleep and calm the mind, and many wealthy people like to use this incense.

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This boudoir is the residence of the Red Flower Pavilion, there is a young man in white living in it, lying in bed from morning to night, Qiudian is afraid that he will be bored, so he searched for some calligraphy and paintings from his predecessors to install them, I never thought that Zhang Zheng was not interested in these things at all, and he slept soundly until late every day, not understanding the amorous feelings, but it made her have a stomach full of resentment.

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Day 8

Still no movement.

Day 9

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It was also the last day.

"Open your mouth. ”

Qiudian carried a bowl of porridge and fed him with a spoon one bite at a time, taking care of it meticulously, and no bite had to be blown cold or hot before it was delivered to his mouth.

"Open your mouth, where your eyes are looking. She said angrily, but she didn't make any other moves, just fed the porridge in the bowl one bite at a time, not caring at all that the large snow-white spring light on her chest was looked at by Zhang Zheng.

"It's all to blame on this little bastard for making such a request. I don't know what she remembered, her face turned red again, and she skimmed cautiously, ashamed and happy.

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A bowl of porridge was fed for almost half an hour, but there were some strange sounds echoing in the room.

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"You little bastard. Qiudian said shyly, reluctantly withdrew his hand, but half of his body leaned against his chest, his eyes were foggy, and it took a while to recover.

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In fact, Zhang Zheng was able to go to the ground two days ago, but he still wanted to be served more, so he kept pretending to keep Qiudian in the dark, if she knew, would she ravage him again.

Even if he could, it would be a matter for the future, and now he was very comfortable, and one hand was very dishonestly wandering.

"Let go. Qiudian's charming eyes glared at him viciously, he smiled stupidly, and quickly withdrew his hand, but put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

"Die. ”

Qiudian was like a mad tigress, frantically pounced on her, twisting her ears with her hands and spinning.

"It hurts...... Painful"

"You let go. ”

"Don't bite. ”

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Soon he was defeated, and Qiudian pinched his chin with his hand, and said delicately: "Do you want to be so bold." Yan Yan straightened his chest, revealing a delicate spring, but Zhang Zheng didn't dare to look at it anymore, but just said vigorously: "Sister, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." ”

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"Hmph, this is about the same, even the old lady dares to take advantage of it. She held her head high, like a victorious rooster, and she was so high on her toes that she could not even speak.

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"That's right. She seemed to remember something, turned her head to him and said to him with a sad face: "Today is the deadline, if they don't send the things over, according to your expenses these days, you should need to wash my clothes for eight hundred years to pay off." ”

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"Eight hundred years?" Zhang Zheng couldn't close his mouth: "That's what you asked me to go, and you have to pay for the medical expenses." ”

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"Why don't I remember this?" Qiudian shook his head and said dumbfoundedly.

It's clear that you don't want to admit it.

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"Wash clothes for eight hundred years. He pursed his lips and said, "At that time, it may not be the old death, but the ugly death by you, and the woman who wants to live for 800 years is too terrible." After speaking, he trembled, with a frightened expression on his face.

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"What did you say?" said Qiudian, gloomy.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. He laughed twice: "I praise you for your beauty, and the more you live, the more beautiful you become." ”

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A knock on the door outside the room interrupted Qiudian, who was about to erupt, and she shouted dissatisfiedly, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Qiyu, Qingyunmen sent 100,000 taels of silver, a Xuantie long sword, two 5,000-year-old ginseng, and a snow lotus. ”

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Another guard came to report: "Mr. and Mrs. Qiyu, the Wang family has sent 50,000 taels of silver, two divine soldiers, and five ginseng roots for 500 years." ”

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"The Li family sent 30,000 taels of silver, 20 maids, 1,000 longbows, and 500 sets of heavy armor. ”

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"The Song family sent 20,000 taels of silver and 300 demon slaying knives. ”

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"The Divine Fist Gate sent 200,000 taels of silver and a thousand demon slaying knives. ”

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Before half a pillar of incense, there were twenty-four large and small forces sending money to the door, boxes containing things filled the entire first floor of the Red Flower Pavilion, and the silver of the white flowers was placed all over the ground.