The snow was falling tightly, and a thick layer had accumulated outside the window. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past, the green bamboo forest was entangled in snow, but the branches were more trimmed, like a jade sword towering to the sky, and the winding clear stream was also condensed by snow, and it was silently extended, and occasionally a few sparrows landed on the frozen stream, jumping around looking for winter ants and cold insects.

Everything, quiet and peaceful.

Qingyang lay on the firewood pile obliquely, enjoying the snow scene outside the window while drinking, his face was slightly pale, and his chest was also wrapped in a thick white cloth, which contrasted with the snow scene in front of him.

"Pounce, pounce......"

There was a sound of chopping wood in his ears, it was Xiahou Yunyi who was chopping wood with a knife outside the house, this guy, he refused to stop for a moment, his body was a little better, and he began to toss again, and what to say: If you live here for a day, you need to chop firewood for the shopkeeper Li for a day, I Xiahou Yunyi said that one is one, how can it be that kind of person who has no faith and is greedy for cheap!

'You are a demon, not a man. ’

Qingyang smiled slightly, raised the wine gourd and took a sip, this wine has not been mixed with water, the stamina is strong, a fire slowly burned in the chest, and his face couldn't help but flush a little.

He has been recuperating here for a few days, there is good wine and meat every day, and there are many precious old participants Huang Jing will be raised, his body is getting better day by day, and his mood is becoming more and more comfortable, compared with the Miao people who are busy in the Miao year, it is not bad at all. The only deficiency is the wine gourd in his hand, which has withstood several vicious battles that night, and it will never shine again, and it is still gray, getting darker and darker.

Alas, everything has its advantages and disadvantages, how can you take advantage of everything?

Qingyang sighed suddenly, shook the wine gourd, and was about to drink and chat, but saw Xiao Qinghou walking towards the Chai Courtyard.

At this moment, the four fields are full of snow, full of white, the little girl is embellished in green clothes, which is particularly eye-catching, and she is holding a wooden plate in her hand, which contains an urn of steaming snow mountain black chicken soup.

Of course, it was still the poisonous chicken that was bitten to death by the monster that night, and she and Qingyang ate it for several days, but she still didn't finish it.

Edelweiss is like a feather blanket, Xiaoqinghou touches the ground on his toes, and he is as light as a butterfly along the way, leaving a shallow line of footprints, like slush shocking.

"Hey!"

Entering the courtyard, Xiahou Yunyi was chopping firewood bare-chested, and a tall pile had been built in the courtyard, the little girl's big eyes flashed, and she waved her hand and greeted her, smiling.

"Poof!" Xiahou Yunyi ignored her, but chopped the firewood into powder with a knife.

Xiao Qinghou said with a smile: "If I am the shopkeeper, seeing you chopping firewood like this, not only will I not let you live in the firewood room for nothing, but I will also claim compensation from you!"

As she spoke, seeing that Xiahou Yunyi was still unmoved, she opened the soup urn on the plate again, fanned it vigorously, and sighed: "Alas, this chicken soup has been boiling for too long today, and the bones have been boiled, and there is not even a piece of meat scrap, let alone any chewing." This taste is also a bit weird, too strong, I'm afraid it's not good for the body to drink it. Alas, it can only be reluctantly given to the drunkard. After speaking, while fanning the chicken soup, he slowly walked past Xiahou Yunyi.

"Pounce, pounce......"

The smell of soup wafted in, Xiahou Yunyi raised his eyebrows, but his fair face was slightly red, and he picked up a few sticks of firewood from the ground and piled them together, crackling and chopping them up, and the sawdust was broken into slag.

Obviously, although Xiahou Yunyi is not good at words, he is good at setting an example with actions, he doesn't like Xiao Qinghou, he secretly feels that the little girl is too snobbish, and once called him "Black Starling", he has always been angry about this. In his heart, this remark was extremely bad, as if Qingyang rode his neck that night and beat it to the point that his head was full of pimples.

People have dignity, and demons should also have dignity!

Thinking of this, Xiahou Yunyi resisted the incomparable temptation of the chicken soup, walked to the woodpile room sullenly, squatted down, took out a piece of cold steamed bun from his arms, and gnawed it hard, while gnawing, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Qinghou, his expression was awe-inspiring!

The more he gnawed, the brighter his heart became, and he felt that this cold steamed bun was not so hard.

Of course, if he wants to eat chickens with his skills, he can get up at night and the wind sweeps the whole city, and who can stop him? However, his temperament has always been straightforward, and he pays attention to doing something and not doing something; in the past, he has already done a lot of harm in repaying the kindness of Ji'an Dongyang, but now he is willing to do it again! In the words of Xiao Qinghou, there are only two words to describe it: 'pedantic!' and two words: 'stupid!'

In recent days, Xiaoqinghou has treated Xiahou Yunyi very well, often shushing the cold and asking for warmth, and intends to open a room for him, who knows, Xiahou Yunyi does not appreciate it, so when the little girl is angry, she turns love into hatred and teases him from time to time.

When Xiao Qinghou came to the firewood room, Qingyang was tilting his head and looking out the window. Seeing this, the little girl fanned the chicken soup vigorously, and the smell of soup drifted away, but Qingyang still didn't notice it.

Xiao Qinghou took a closer look, saw that his expression was extremely focused, and he was surprised in his heart, and said secretly: "At this time in the past, he was impatient to look forward to me coming, but today is strange!"

"Haha......"

At a glance, the little girl laughed.

The firewood room is diagonally facing the Tianzi 'B' room, and when you look out from here, you can not only see the snow bamboo Jingxi, but also look directly at the back window of the B room, and at this time, there is a person leaning on the opposite window.

Transani.

The snow was falling one after another, and the breeze ruffled Tranani's long hair, which was half-floating out of the window like a silky waterfall, while she looked at the green mountains in the distance, her eyes were quiet and serene, as if she were painting a quiet painting of snow. But if you take a closer look, you will find that the corner of her eye is quietly looking here.

It turned out that the drunkard was looking at her, and the little girl was very happy in her heart, and said with a smile: "Drunkard, I'll just say, she treats you differently, and looks at you differently!

At this time, Qingyang retracted his gaze, his expression was sneering, but he said in his mouth: "This snow has been falling intermittently for a few days, only today it is extremely tight, and things will be reversed. So saying, he tore off the strip of cloth on his chest three or two times, jumped off the firewood, picked up the chicken soup urn, drank it all in one go, wiped his mouth, and took out a board axe from the corner of the firewood room, and waved it twice, and then he wanted to clean up the tattered ox cart.

"Wait!"

Xiao Qinghou jumped down from the firewood, stood up to block Qingyang's way, stared at him with big eyes, looked at him angrily, and said, "Where are you going?

Qingyang said: "I also have a business, if I don't make up the ox cart, how can I start in the future?"

"Phew, stupid!"

Xiao Qinghou's mouth curled, and he muttered: "That Miao girl only promised to take us to see the old dove, but she didn't promise to help us, if you still have bad intentions in secret, it will be bad." ”

"Alas......"

Qingyang let out a long sigh, knowing what the little girl was planning and worrying about, but he only felt bored, so he said: "If you want others to treat you as a friend, why do you call others Miao Nu and Lao Gu? With that, he took the axe and strode towards the stable.

"Drunkard, wait for me. ”

Xiao Qinghou chased after her, she chased after her in a hurry, and almost collided with Xiahou Yunyi, and immediately gave him a blank look.

Xiahou Yunyi smiled silently.

The wind and snow are clear, and the four fields are killed.

Qingyang pulled out the broken car, found a few thick and sturdy woods, and repaired them for a while, from beginning to end, Xiao Qinghou also played on the side, knocking on the east and hammering in the west, and glanced at Qingyang from time to time, pouting and stopping.

After a while, the two repaired the ox cart, and seeing Qingyang turning around with a cold face and wanting to leave, Xiao Qinghou said suddenly: "Drunkard, I'm sorry." I, I don't want to sell you, I want to ......" The voice was as thin as a mosquito, as if I didn't hear it, and slowly lowered my head, getting lower and lower.

Qingyang's shoulders shook, he slowly turned his head, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Qinghou, we are brother and sister, you are the eldest lady's girl, I am her coachman, and we should think about her together." It's just that everything is too much......"

"I know, I'm just scared. Xiao Qinghou raised his head with tears in his eyes.

Qingyang smiled, pointed to the white and green mountains outside the city, and said: "Look at that mountain, half the mountain is snowy, half of the mountain is green, the sun is hidden in the snow, and tomorrow will be sunny." ”

"Yes. ”

Xiao Qinghou turned his head to look at the mountain, and saw that the sun was hidden in the mountains, revealing the glow like a glow, as if he had put on a thin layer of color clothes for the snow-capped mountains, and the snowflakes were falling freely, as if covering a veil, looking at it carefully, secretly observing it, which was refreshing and pleasant.

In the past few days, she has suffered from gains and losses, always thinking about everything, so her heart is really tight, at this time, she is relieved, and suddenly she feels that the warm sun can be expected in the future, and she is happy to say at the moment: "Drunkard, to replace the eldest lady in addition to the evil Gu worm, we will stay in Xia City, and live in the grass house." Now, we have money, and we don't have to wander around anymore. ”

Qingyang said with a smile: "Find another good piece of land and plant a few seedlings of good tea." ”

Xiao Qinghou's eyes were shining, better than the crystal snowflakes floating in the air, clapped his hands and smiled: "The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and good tea will definitely breed, the tea cooked by the eldest lady is fragrant, smell it, live for ten more years, taste a product, and compete with the gods, it is much stronger than your wine!"

"Haha......"

Qingyang smiled heartily, raised the wine gourd and drank it wantonly, and happened to see Li Jinsu standing at the corner of the corridor on the second floor, with Yiren's eyebrows and eyes slightly bent opposite, and he didn't know whether he was secretly picking or chuckling.

"Miss. ”

Qingyang bent over, and Xiao Qinghou was slightly stunned.

The purple shadow was faint, and Li Jinsu slowly retreated into the corridor.

After a while, Xiao Qinghou blinked his eyes and said softly: "This matter, let's not talk about it, we have to listen to the eldest lady's idea." ”

"Hmm. ”

Qingyang answered, and a thought rose inexplicably in his heart, if he could settle here with the two of them, when would the immortal gods be? What more could the husband ask for? It's just that the things of the world, those who are not satisfactory often live in eight or nine out of ten, and this thought is afraid that it is difficult to do.

Shao leaned, Xiao Qinghou left, and went upstairs to find Li Jinsu.

Qingyang was stunned in the snow, pulled the broken cart into the stable, and washed the big green ox with a board axe to shovel the snow, and when everything was done, he carried the axe and walked back.

"Qingyang. ”

A ghostly call sounded above her head, Qingyang paused, and looked up to see that Tranani was standing in the position of Li Jinsu, but she didn't look at him, but raised her eyes to look at the city.

Could it be that you are delusional?

Qingyang shook his head and strode away, but he heard a soft sigh: "Alas......"

This time, he heard it clearly, and there was a slight ripple in his heart, and he glanced at the high courtyard wall, waved his hand, and the iron claws flew out, grabbed the courtyard wall and jumped up, and with another wave, grabbed the eaves, and swung into the corridor.

There is a lot of snow outside the corridor, and the inside of the corridor is quiet and secluded.

Transani still looked into the city, as if he hadn't seen the swaying green sun. The atmosphere was slightly different for a while, Qingyang touched his nose, stood beside her silently, and looked into the city.

The sky is covered with heavy snow, and the city is quietly performing a grand event, the knife ladder as high as dozens of zhang towers into the sky, and at the top of the knife ladder there is an old man wearing a feather crown and wearing a colorful robe.

At this moment, the old man was stretching his hands to the sky, his mouth wide open, and he roared loudly, because he was so far away that he could not hear what he was shouting, but he could see that his expression was extremely excited. Under the high platform, there were dense kneeling crowds, bowing and prostrate.

Although I didn't hear the sound, but the scene I saw was terrifying, and an indifferent, gloomy, and ancient thought rushed in, crashing into the sea of gods and gods, making people feel as if they were caught in the huge waves, like a floating boat.

For a long time, for a long time.

Qingyang frowned and asked, "What kind of sacrifice is this?"

Tranani straightened the hair at the corners of his mouth, and said quietly: "We Miao people are different from you Han people, Han people have three emperors and five emperors, gods and immortals, but we Miao people only have one ancestor, the god of the ancient gods. ”

"Chiyou ......"