The snow covers the vast land outside the Guanwai, and when the sun shines, it pierces people's eyes like an awl. On the neat and smooth snow, there are two pairs of footprints, one large and one small, extending into the distance. A thin old man, a delicate girl. Just walk unhurriedly in this endless snowfield. The gray coarse cloth robe hung on the old man's body and looked very fat, and an iron sword glowing with blue gland hung from his waist. It is surprising that he is dressed so thinly and shuttles through the extreme cold and low temperature of the northern country, and he is not shivering from the cold. Looking at the girl again, the plain cotton jacket could not hide her delicate figure, and she looked as clean as snow, and then turned her gaze to her face, but people couldn't help but think of plum blossoms. The plum blossoms are proud, standing in the wind. In this girl's delicate facial features, there seems to be a bit of perseverance and unyielding.

"Can you hold on to the broken branches after walking for so long?" asked the old man with a slight smile at the girl. It turned out that this beautiful girl's name was Orishi. Zhizhi looked at the old man and said, "Master, how can I say that I have also practiced martial arts with you for half a year, so with such a little foot strength, don't you underestimate me." “

"Oh, hehe, yes, you've been following me for half a year. However, in the past six months, you have achieved some success in martial arts, and your mood has not changed at all. “

"I understand the reasoning, but I still need more time. The broken branch lowered his head, and from his look, it seemed as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

When the old man saw it, he sighed silently in his heart, after all, this child has suffered too much in the past two years.

Suddenly, the thin old man's expression tightened, and he whispered to the branch: "Stop, I smell blood." As he spoke, he looked to the northwest. The broken branch followed his gaze, and it was a forest......

"Master, there's another child here!" Ori exclaimed. In the woods lay a corpse covered in blood, the blood sticking to the corpse and forming ice. In this way, before dying, the corpse still hugged a child wrapped in a red cloth tightly around his chest, as if he wanted to transmit the last bit of warmth in his body to the child. The old man's expression was very serious, his eyes kept sweeping to the corpse on the ground, and said: "Broken branches, you can't stay here for a long time, this corpse fell to the ground not long ago, it seems that someone was seriously injured, and fled here." The wounder may be chasing after him in a moment. “

However, Orieda didn't seem to hear her master's words, and knelt down to pick up the baby from the corpse's arms, staring at the baby with a small face with a blue face. The old man looked at Ori Zhi's appearance, and his heart was sour, which reminded him of the first time he met Ori Zhi, when Zhi Zhi held the corpse of her child who was less than a month old, and wanted to cry without tears. He was about to say something like burying the child, trying to pull his apprentice out of the sad memories.

"Ah, this kid isn't dead. Ori looked at the old man with an incredulous expression.

"Oh?" the old man took the child. Sure enough, he felt a very faint heartbeat. The old man immediately took a breath from the dantian, and the internal force urged the palm of his hand, slowly injecting a stream of true qi into the baby's back. Soon, the color of the child's face turned ruddy, his body temperature gradually increased, and his heartbeat became regular and powerful. The old man felt the changes in the child's body, and the corners of his dry mouth raised slightly.

Seeing Master's smile, Orichi asked eagerly, "Master, is he alive again?"

The old man replied, "This baby is already too thin and weak, and he has endured such low temperatures, I can't guarantee that he will survive, but the true qi I injected into his body should be able to hang him for a few days." “

"What do we do?" asked Ori nervously.

"Let's take him out and find a safe place where I can heal him. The old man said.

Ori picked up the child and nodded quickly. "Alright, let's go now, you try to keep up with me. It's too dangerous here," the old man looked at the broken branch, his brow a little worried. Then he turned and ran out of the woods.

"Then Master, where are we going now? Go back to the mountain directly?" Zhizhi hurriedly wrapped the child into his chest, wrapped it in a cotton coat, and chased after her master closely, and asked at the same time.

"It's too far back to the mountain, there are some villages at the foot of Changbai Mountain, let's go to the boarding there for two days, cure this little baby, and then we go up the mountain. “

The strength of the old man and the girl with broken branches was really not boasting, and in less than half a day, they arrived at a small village of about 30 Han people at the foot of Changbai Mountain. It has only been half a year since he learned martial arts, and he can achieve such light skills, which is really different from ordinary people. They found a small mud house from the locals, and when the villagers saw that the old man was very warm and respectful, they naturally lent it to him without hesitation.

In the room, the old man used three hands to designate the three acupoints of Xuanji, Yutang, and Tianting on the baby's chest, and used internal force to continuously stimulate the functions of various organs in the child's body and awaken the child's perception. Half an hour later, the old man put away his fingers and breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, the baby burst out into a loud cry, and the broken branch standing next to it rushed up with concern. "Don't worry, his body is too weak, he probably hasn't drunk milk since he was born, and he can't bear so much internal force for a while, he is crying like this to vent his depression. The old man saw what Broken Branch was thinking and explained to her.

"Thank you so much, Master. As he spoke, he knelt down and kowtowed to the old man.

Seeing this, the old man stopped and said: "Oh, why should you and my master and apprentice say thank you, this kid is also destined to meet us, and I should rescue him." “

In fact, Orizhi's care for this child can be seen by anyone at a glance, perhaps this is the first time that she has shown tenderness after she lost her young son who was less than a month old half a year ago.

"Do you see the jade pendant on this child's neck?" The old man said to Zhizhi: "This child's family background is not simple, most of the wealthy families who are heirlooms of martial arts have similar family seals, but unfortunately I am not a native of Liaodong, and I don't recognize this beast-shaped mark as the symbol of a big family in Liaodong." “

"Yes, who killed the man who died in the forest today, the enemy of his family?" Ori Zhi asked.

"I don't know, looking at the injuries of that corpse, it's quite like the handwriting of the Blackwater Hall formed by Dolgon. The whole body is covered with scars caused by steel hooks, and the people of Heishuitang are all masters of long and short hooks. That's why I was so nervous at the time, if five or six masters from the Black Water Hall came, I didn't dare to guarantee that I would be able to withstand it. The old man rubbed his white beard, which was not long, and then said: "Anyway, since this little baby is destined to meet us, then let's raise him, I will take him as an apprentice again, and you will be her senior sister, haha, how about it?"

"Okay, okay, I'm a senior sister, I must treat him well. "Broken branches' pearl-like eyes shine brightly.

"Haha, it's rare to see you so happy, I saw that his jade pendant was engraved with the word Zexuan, it must be his name, why don't you give him a surname?"

"Well, we found him in the woods, why don't we give him the surname Lin?" said Orieda happily.

"Lin Zexuan, it's okay to walk the rivers and lakes with this name. The old man looked at the child with soft eyes, and then turned to the broken branch and replied. It's been half a year, and the heart of the broken branch seems to be dead, hehe, it's finally alive today. Little baby, although your senior sister saved your life today, you also saved your senior sister's heart today. But it's strange to say, I swore not to accept a single apprentice for life, but I accepted two apprentices in half a year, haha, it's really unintentional. The old man thought silently in his heart.

Zhizhi picked up Lin Zexuan, and involuntarily kissed his little thin face, oops, it was all bones. Orieda laughed inadvertently, revealing her white teeth. "Yes, that's the look of a pretty sixteen-year-old girl. Hehe...... "The old man made a voice beside him, and his dry voice was so discordant with this picture.

When Ori Zhi heard Master's words, he lowered his head a little embarrassed, and kissed Xiao Zexuan again by the way, his face turned slightly red, and he smiled and said: "In the future, you will be my junior brother, I have to give you a nickname that only I can call......" Ozawa raised his head, as if he was very useful for this.

The sun was about to set, and the snow outside the house was dyed orange. The villagers were busy lighting the smoke and cooking dinner. Another day passed.