Wandering in the sea of snow, I saw the beautiful but not glamorous, fragrant but not greasy ice and jade, several plum blossoms and this hundred flowers withered in the season, standing proudly in the cold wind, faint fragrance, refreshing people's hearts. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ji Qinglian stretched out her slender green jade fingers, caressing the slightly trembling flower branches, sporadic snowflakes drifted away with the wind, and the plum blossom branches that were as red as flames, as beautiful as the morning glow, and white as pearls, a clear smile appeared on her soft cheeks.

Bao Wenzheng pretended to stare at Ji Qinglian's cheeks sluggishly, and muttered: "There are vines and grasses in the wild, zero dew, there is a beautiful person, clear and graceful, meet and meet, suitable for my wishes......."

This poem "The Book of Poetry, National Style, Zheng Feng, Wild Vines", Ji Qinglian is familiar with the subset of scriptures and history, how can she not know the meaning of it, she looked back at Bao Wenzheng's cheeks in astonishment, and the eyes that lingered with a touch of emotion were as uncontrollable as a bonfire.

Ji Qinglian's body trembled, but her heart was mixed, and there was a layer of ripples in her heart lake, but she couldn't help but sigh softly, and then turned around and walked towards the Ten Kings Palace.

Ji Qinglian, who has practiced Taoism since childhood, has no intention of getting involved in the love between men and women in the world, and gave birth to Lin'er, but it is just to repay the kindness, and has never touched the true feelings.

But he didn't intend to meet this Bao Wenzheng, and was helped by him and the inn, when the Taoist heart was unstable, so because of Bao Wenzheng's words, he met to be chivalrous, but now it is a broken flower and a willow, and how dare he have any luxury, so he can only sigh lightly and turn away.

Bao Wenzheng looked at Ji Qinglian's figure and walked away alone, but he didn't feel strange at all, it was expected, today and this plum blossom bush is just throwing stones to ask for directions, testing this Ji Qinglian's reaction, so he still stopped and stood and admired the coldness of the plum blossoms in the snow.

Ji Qinglian and this snow gradually drifted away, a faint haze floated in her heart, that is an indescribable emotion, maybe four points from the cultivation of the noble and disdainful of the love of men and women, three points of life is bumpy, in order to repay the kindness and gave birth to Lin'er, now it is also a woman's body, and it is no longer worthy of having this love between men and women, two points of almost stunned joy, can be Meng Baowen is praised with "a beautiful person, clear and graceful", and the last point is the panic and uneasiness of the heart, and a trace of joy.

brushed the wind-blown scattered hair on her sideburns, Ji Qinglian glanced sideways at the plum blossom bush, saw that Bao Wenzheng was still standing there, and stared deeply at the weak figure, as if this glance could be engraved in her heart forever, and then sighed softly, and her eyes, which were originally cut autumn water, gradually cleared up, and returned to the usual coldness.

Bao Wenzheng stayed in this plum blossom bush for about half an hour, knowing that Ji Qinglian was still almost sunburned, so he pretended to turn back to the Ten Kings Hall with a slightly gloomy face.

Ji Qinglian raised her eyes and looked at Bao Wenzheng's expression, and a trace of cowardice rose in her heart, for fear that this talent would be aggressive and expose her words, because there was an agreement first, she would definitely be in a dilemma at that time, how should she deal with herself?

Bao Wenzheng was originally trying to maintain an ambiguous relationship with Ji Qinglian, so as to wait for the opportunity to ask about the method of cultivation, so he reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said: "Look at this sky, it is estimated that there will be snowfall, and the official mission should not come......"

"Why don't you go to a nearby market town and find an inn to stay in?"

Bao Wenzheng squatted down, broke a few pieces of firewood and filled it on the bonfire, this trace of caring affection, and Shicai's poem "The Book of Songs, National Style, Zheng Feng, Wild Vines", but mixed with a touch of emotion.

Ji Qinglian was originally a free and easy cultivator, although she felt that Bao Wenzheng had some affection, but she knew that there was no fate, so she didn't want this fruitless feeling to continue.

But he didn't want to be free and easy, which hurt Bao Wenzheng, so he thought about it for a while and borrowed poetry to confide in his heart.

"There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field jade is warm and smoking, this situation can be recalled, but it was already sad at that time. ”

Ji Qinglian said softly, there was also a bit gloomy in her tone, she replied with Li Shangyin's "Jin Se", looked at Bao Wenzheng's handsome and chic appearance, and said softly: "I am originally a cultivator, and I have no intention of being attached to the feelings of this world. ”

"Although I know your affection, I can only say that there is no fate......

Ji Qinglian sat on the steps, her face was a little sad, her weak arms were clasped around her knees, staring at the swaying bonfire, the cold wind that swept over her forehead shook the hair in front of her forehead, and her white and soft cheeks showed a trace of sadness.

Bao Wenzheng just maintained an ambiguous relationship with Ji Qinglian, and asked about the method of cultivation, and since Ji Qinglian politely refused, because of the "role" that she was used to, she was bound to not be able to stalk, so she sighed a little heavily, pretending to be preoccupied, and did not answer out loud.

Picked up the wine jar on his side, raised his head and poured a few sips, the clear wine stains flowed down the corners of his lips, staining the clothes on his chest, and the back stared at the bonfire with a little bitterness, and stopped talking: "Qinglian ......"

"Morning dew and epiphany, close to the end of the world, humanity is the Yellow River Jiuqu, after all, it flows eastward, eight thousand years of jade old, withered overnight, ask the sky why ....... in this life"

A bitter smile appeared on Bao Wen's cheeks, and the complicated look in his eyes was overflowing, and then he picked up the wine jar and poured a few sips, stretched out his hand to capture the three-foot sheathed long sword, and then pretended to get up and walk towards the outside of the Ten Kings Palace.

"Choking", three feet of cold light appeared, the weak figure and this ice and snow like a dragon around, the sword groan was extremely clear, the sword pointed to the sword qi burst out, and the cold wind swept in the stirred snowflakes, but also added a bit of loneliness and miserable atmosphere, a floating body as if walking against the wind, and the look back is affectionately staring at the figure sitting on the steps, although it is a flash of shock, but it is unforgettable.

Ji Qinglian didn't dare to look directly at the figure outside the hall, but the afterglow of her eyes was also clear, this literary and elegant talent was a handsome and dashing son, and his martial arts had reached the peak of the world, but he was chivalrous, so personable, both civil and military, it was what most women in the world hoped for, but they had nothing to do with their own family, and the gloomy eyes that were extremely flattering at a glance were really unbearable, and there was a little sourness......

With a deep sigh, Ji Qinglian suppressed the ripples in her heart again, and meditated cross-legged on the stone steps, meditating on the method taught by the meditation master.

Among the county officials of Yunyan Town.

The four clear-looking or short and fat old men, all dressed in silk and satin, served tea with each other in the lobby, chatted and laughed with each other, and the officials on the side were carrying steel knives on their waists, each of them was full of murderous air, silently waiting for orders, even not daring to take a breath of air.

"Zhang Daoyou, who doesn't know your ability in this Dragon Lifting Palace, now that the national teacher proposes to add a deputy hall master, in addition to Daoyou, who else can take on this important responsibility!"

"Exactly! Zhang Daoyou's spell technique is extremely powerful, and the technique of sprinkling beans into soldiers is even more passed down by the national teacher!"

The old man with a clear appearance had a smug smile on his face, but he waved his hand again and again and said pretendedly: "All the Daoists are all highly powerful and profound, how can it be the turn of the poor Dao to take the position of this deputy pavilion master." ”

Zhang Mochang coughed lightly, shook his head on his chest, and then said: "Since my generation belongs to the Dragon Lifting Palace, I should take the blessings and misfortunes of the people of Li as my own responsibility, but I don't think that the people of the rivers and lakes in this district dare to kill the county order in public, obviously they regard the majesty of the imperial court as nothing, and they don't know the magic power of my Dragon Lifting Palace?"

"Which Taoist friend is willing to go to the Ten Kings Palace and capture that thief, so that he can be punished?"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining three people were silent, and under the glance at each other, they all pretended to be deaf and dumb, and the atmosphere became solemn for a while.

The power of the Tao is not false, if the martial arts of the Jianghu people are profound to the extreme, it should not be underestimated, this time I came to this Zhang Mochang as the head, and now the deputy hall master of the Dragon Hall is waiting for the vacant position, I don't know whether this remark is true, or is testing whether he has ulterior motives, and covets the position of the deputy hall master, more than one thing is better than one less thing, this Zhang Mochang is already profound, and there is more support from the national teacher, or don't make more trouble.

Zhang Mochang looked around, but he was secretly relieved, a slight smile appeared on his cheeks, and he got up and said: "Since the three Taoist friends are lazy, there will be a poor road to go on." ”

"Warm the wine, go and go back!"

Zhang Mochang flicked his sleeves, then got up and walked towards the outside of the lobby, a voice came from afar, and said: "In ancient times, Yun Chang Wen Wine cut Huaxiong, today I will try to see if the poor road can prevent the ancestors from being beautiful and ....... the front."

After Zhang Mochang pinched the magic trick for about a few breaths, a mottled blue light appeared under his body, and then slowly floated into the air of the county office, and then went in the direction of the west of the city.......

"Thousand Miles of Wind Technique" is the profound practice in the "Dragon and Tiger Charm Gate", Zhang Mochang was inadvertently inherited, and has been secretly practicing without declaring, but after all, the inheritance is incomplete, although it is a penance for more than 20 years, due to his own limited qualifications, he can no longer improve, so he relied on this spell to enter the Dragon Lifting Palace.

In today's imperial court, who doesn't know the magic power of the national teacher Pudu Cihang, Zhang Zongchang has always been flattering, hugging the thigh of the national teacher Pudu Cihang, which can be said to be the same momentum.

"Compare life with heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and the moon", is now the portrayal of Zhang Mochang's heart, he will become the deputy hall master without controversy when he turns back to Shuntianfu, and at this moment he walks in the wind and looks down on the outline of Yunyan Town, and regards all beings as ants of pride.

Before he lowered the art of resisting the wind, he had already seen that the people in the rivers and lakes were practicing martial arts with the front of the palace, Zhang Mochang lowered his figure from a distance, and pinched the magic trick to first lay down several layers of charms to protect his body, and then he walked towards the palace of the ten kings, showing the arrogant and extraordinary momentum of the cultivators.

Bao Wenzheng was making a show for Ji Qinglian, and suddenly noticed the sound of breathing, and then the heavy footsteps came from far and near, and Ling Ran looked sideways in his heart, and saw the old man in a Taoist robe, with an indifferent and unpretentious expression, his heart was cold, and he flew to the front of the hall with a light tiptoe, and stretched out his hand to hold the "Yinxue Sword" in his hand.

Ji Qinglian had already noticed this person, relying on the magic weapon in the sword bag, she got up quietly, turned the lotus step and walked towards the front of the hall, and after the cold phoenix eyes looked at it from a distance, she was slightly relieved, and stood quietly, intending to have Bao Wenzheng take a chance to compete with it first, after all, it is necessary to make a difference with this dragon hall when you are accompanied by chivalry, add some experience in fighting with cultivators, and can also have some self-protection power when you can't protect it.

"Is that you, who killed the county magistrate of Yunyan Town?" Zhang Mochang stroked his beard lightly, looking like a light and breezy master, because he had this spell to protect his body, so he said disdainfully, the sarcasm in his eyes, and the indescribable contempt.

Bao Wenzheng urged the "Ming Yugong" in his body to the extreme, running in the meridians like a river rushing, and stepped forward with a sword and sneered: "Since he is a cultivator, he doesn't want to meditate in the mountains, but he is willing to be an eagle dog of the court, which makes people cold!"

"That dog official is corrupt and perverts the law, careless of human life, and it is difficult to atone for his sins!"

Bao Wenzheng shouted categorically, the "Yinxue Sword" in his hand had been slowly withdrawn, and a demonic aura rose to the sky with the revelation of the curved sword body, and it actually swept away all the snow on his side, and the "Yinxue Sword" trembled and whispered in his palm, like a living thing, just wanting to get out of his hand and choose people to eat!