People have been buried in the snow for a long time, their blood is frozen into ice, and their whole body is purple and black. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When he digs the judge out of the snow, he is this virtuous.

The originally delicate eyebrows were pasted into a ball by the residual snow, and they could no longer see the slightest elegance.

After carrying back the judge, there was no longer a sword, a charm and a love.

Like the wind, without a trace.

When a person dies, he becomes a ghost.

What does a ghost become when it dies?

With Meng Nu here, the judge can't die.

Carry him into the clerical cabinet and gently place him on the ground.

If you use more force, I'm afraid of breaking him.

Looking at his miserable appearance, Bai Wuchang frowned and smiled bitterly: "Godmother, can you save it?"

Meng Nu was silent, picked up the teapot casually, and poured half a cup of tea.

With his fingers like an orchid, he gently flicked the teacup and shook it three times.

The tea swirls faster than the wheels.

With a flick of his hand, he poured half a cup of residual tea on the judge's face.

The ice and snow were melted by the warm tea, slowly turning into water, washing the purple and black face.

Hearing the sound of breaking the ice, I looked at it, and the judge's frozen fingers were moving slightly.

Turning around and closing the wooden door of the Pavilion, Bai Wuchang stood in front of the door and shook his head gently: "If the cold wind blows in outside, he will have to die again, can he never leave this room?"

Pouring another cup of tea, Meng Po sat down and drank alone, and smiled brightly: "He can die, I can save, anyway, he said, for me, he is willing to die and live, I will follow his wishes." ”

Smiling slightly, appreciating the pride of Meng Nu's little woman, Bai Wuchang nodded heavily, and said profoundly: "Godmother is willing everywhere, she is really a bodhisattva." ”

The meaning of the words is yin, and he is clever.

Slowly sipping tea, Meng Nu was too lazy to argue with him, looked at him, and sneered: "You have time to sour me here, why don't you go and see her in this life." ”

The ice and snow melted, the judge was already soaked in cold water, his face faded from bruises, black water slowly flowed out of his mouth, he exhaled white air with a snort, his brows furrowed slightly, and he moaned in pain.

In the world, people say that the most poisonous thing is a woman's heart.

In the underworld, it lives up to its name and is the most poisonous Meng's heart.

Thinking about Meng Nu?

What a big guts.

Opening a crack in the door with his backhand, Bai Wuchang looked at Meng Nu with a smile and smacked his lips: "The person who loves you is about to wake up, I won't delay my godmother to listen to his sweet words." ”

slipped out of the crack in the door, and continued to laugh: "He is useless, he is not a yin body, he will die when he leaves the house, congratulations to the godmother for subduing a little prisoner." ”

The wooden door was closed from the outside, leaving a hearty laugh.

The gale sounded, and he also went to pursue the little girl's present life.

The sky was cloudless, the scorching sun was scorching, and even the cicadas in the bitter summer were too lazy to chirp.

A country road, paved with fine gravel, with sparse crooked locust trees on both sides of the road.

In the shade of a tree, someone is selling green plums.

The plums were green, full and shiny, the size of a baby's fist.

Just one look at it makes people's mouths overflow with sour water.

The plum seller wore a blue scarf on his head, dressed in coarse linen clothes, and sat on the side of the road, being burned and roasted.

It was so hard that this man refused to sit with his back to the locust tree for a while.

Because there is also a doll behind him.

The doll was swaddling, so weak, a newborn baby.

The baby is handsome, and he is sleeping on his back.

The plum seller has a turban to block his face, and he can't see clearly, but he has a pair of rough hands exposed, and he must have had a hard time.

Think about it, if life is passable, who will sell green plums on a rural road where almost no one passes by in this ghost weather that can dry people out of oil?

A pair of rough hands put the plums in swing and arrangement, and the base was neat.

When I was worried that I wouldn't be able to sell a single plum today, I saw a pair of red boots in front of me.

I was overjoyed that the buyer finally came.

Looking up, the plum seller was almost scared to death.

A young man, with a naked upper body, a red suit on the lower body, and half a bloody body.

His eyebrows were cold, and he only let people look at it, and it was frozen in his heart.

"Hero, I'm from a poor family, and I have children to feed, don't hurt me. ”

After a few pleas, the wrinkles on the man's face were piled together, and he was almost in tears.

Gray-haired and old-looking, she was a woman.

Seeing that the young man was cold and speechless.

The old woman hurriedly knelt on the ground, took out a few copper plates from her body in a panic, held them in the palms of her hands, held them high above her head, and begged bitterly: "I have these money, and these plums, all for the hero, the hero, spare your life, the hero." ”

As soon as she cried, the baby behind her was woken up, her eyes closed, her mouth wide open, and she cried crisply.

With a slight wave of his hand, the baby was taken in the air, and the boy held the baby in the crook of his arm and watched carefully.

As soon as the baby entered the boy's arms, he stopped crying, opened a pair of big round eyes, and smiled at the boy with watery eyes.

A fat little hand broke free from its swaddling clothes and reached out to the boy's face.

Approaching the baby with his face, he was finally touched by the baby.

Touching the boy's face, the baby laughed more cheerfully, crunchy and loud.

The baby's small hands, soft and tender, seem to be boneless, and there are a few familiarities.

The young man's cold gaze suddenly warmed, as if he was looking at an old man he had known for many years.

The warm gaze is deep again, and it seems to hide the unspeakable sadness.

"You rob my child, I'll fight with you!"

As if mad, the old woman pounced on her, hugged the young man's leg, and bit it so hard that she would not let her mouth go.

The flesh of the young man is like an icicle for ten thousand years, and the old woman only bites her lips and shakes her teeth, and she can't bite out the slightest trace of the young man's blood.

Seeing that the young man didn't know the pain, the old woman didn't have time to think about whether he was a ghost or a fairy, so she only tore her throat and shouted loudly: "Save people, save people, someone is snatching children-"

The cry was pale, one higher than the other, and the neighing in the middle of the country road, but not even a bird could be summoned.

When the old woman regarded the young man as a villain, the young man reluctantly returned the child to the old woman.

Seeing that the snatched child was in front of her, the old woman hugged it, as if she were holding the most precious jewel in the world, and she did not let go.

Let her hold the child and cry for a while, the young man looked at each other in a deep voice: "This baby is your granddaughter?"

Hearing the young man's question, the old woman put away her sadness, she was simple-hearted, knowing that the young man must not be a villain, otherwise how could he not rob money or hurt people?

Wiping away the tears on her face, the old woman slowly got up, still a little frightened in her voice, and replied in a low voice, "No...... No...... Granddaughter. ”

I think it really frightened the old woman's mind just now, and her reply was no longer sentenced.

"Is it a granddaughter?"

"It's not...... It's not ......" The old woman's face turned slightly red, and her voice was so small that it was almost inaudible: "I gave birth to it." ”

She gave birth?

Looking at her gray hair almost pale, wrinkles all over her face, could this baby be born to her?

Seeing the young man's face full of confusion, the old woman sighed and sighed: "Country women have a hard life, and they do a lot of rough work, so ...... Actually, I'm not that old. ”

can squat on the side of the road to sell plums in this scorching heat, and you can also imagine how hard her usual life is.

Extremely bitter, early birth.

sighed secretly for her, and the black impermanence always contained this little baby in his eyes, and said lightly: "Congratulations to my sister-in-law for getting a girl." ”

"Housheng, you are wrong again. After saying two words, the old woman finally stopped being afraid, and burst into laughter: "We are old children." ”

Old and old?

Is this baby a boy?

She, reincarnated as a boy?

The young man's eyes were suddenly confused, and he stared blankly at the baby's handsome face.

Seeing that the young man was silent and his eyes were dull, the old woman was a little frightened, and smiled at the young man flatteringly, and said softly: "Housheng, are you thirsty? Don't look at my plums are green, but they are really crisp, sweet and thirst-quenching, I will give them to you." ”

I'm afraid that the sour and most astringent plum in the world is not as sour and astringent as the young man's heart.

The young man was still silent, and heard someone else interject: "Sister-in-law, how much do these plums sell for? ”

Following the voice, a middle-aged man in a white robe was approaching with a shaky step.

When he came to the old woman, he didn't wait for her to answer, but bent down to pick up a plum, rubbed it on his body, and took a big bite.

Although the green plum does not look good, it is full of juice and thick flesh, sweet and thirst-quenching.

Eating one is not enough, eat another.

The baby in his arms seemed to see the white-robed man's eating appearance, and was amused by his funny appearance and giggled.

Seeing that a buyer asked the price, the old woman hurriedly put on a smile: "My plums are three pennies, if the master is all round, just give me ten big money, there are fifty plums in this pile." ”

"It's cheap, it's really cheap to sell such a good plum at this price. ”

The white-robed man nodded again and again, finished eating the second plum, but didn't pay for it, and smiled at the old woman: "Sister-in-law knows how to eat plums to be the best?"

Stunned by the question, the old woman answered the question and said the folk proverb: "Peaches raise people, apricots hurt people, and bury dead people under plum trees." No matter how delicious the plums are, the master can't eat more. ”

The old woman didn't answer the question, and the white-robed man simply didn't answer her words, and asked himself: "Soak the plums in cold water to cool them, and the taste will be more sufficient." ”

After answering her own question, she smiled and asked the old woman, "Is there a cool well in my sister-in-law's house?"

This......

This white-robed man looks a little magnificent, as if he is not short of money, but as soon as he opens his mouth, he has to go to someone's house, which is always a little inappropriate, right?

When the old woman hesitated, the white-robed man saw the baby's joyful smile, took out a longevity lock from his arms, stuffed it into the baby's swaddling clothes, and teased in his mouth: "Little girl, grow up quickly, marry a daughter-in-law, give birth to a baby." ”

The longevity lock is made of gold, and it shines brightly under the sun, so that people can't look at it directly.

Such a big golden lump, he actually gave it away at will.

I'm afraid that the old woman, who has never seen gold in half her life, is already frightened silly at this time.

The white-robed man grabbed one of the young man's hands and leaned towards the baby.

The baby smiled, raised a small fat hand and waved it at the boy, bringing the boy's hand closer, and the baby's little hand finally grasped the boy's fingers.

Bent down and picked up all the plums, and the white-robed man teased the baby again: "Little girl, the person you want to arrest has been caught by you, why don't you take him home?"

After teasing the baby, he chuckled at the old woman again: "Please sister-in-law to lead the way." ”

There was gold to explore, and even if the old woman hesitated, she made up her mind at this time.

The old woman walked slowly in front, the baby holding the young man's hand, and the man in the white robe followed.

All the way to the countryside and all the way to the dust.

There will be a parting from the mortal.