Paranoid people are usually difficult to approach, because their principles often make most people feel very uncomfortable, and they are also unable to accept the laws of most people, and Simon Blowing Snow is no exception.

In his world, there is only sword practice, and cleaning up the filth of this world, there is no enjoyment, no entertainment, or for him, sword training is the greatest pleasure.

His sword, his people, are like his garden full of plum blossoms, cold and noble, but also equally unkind.

There are often some martial arts holy places on the rivers and lakes, such as the Shaolin of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, such as the Wudang of Sanfeng Zhenren, and even the Quanzhen faction of the Chongyang Patriarch has also enjoyed the glory of a period of martial arts holy land.

This is Lu Xiaofeng's world, where the deeds of two top swordsmen are circulated, and there are naturally two places that can be called martial arts holy lands, that is, the White Cloud City of Ye Gucheng, and the Wanmei Villa where the snow is blown at the West Gate.

However, unlike the Bodhidharma patriarch Sanfeng Zhenren, whether it is Ye Gucheng or Ximen Blowing Snow, their swords, their swordsmanship, are all used to kill, and the swordsmanship of killing can often build a high wall, blocking between the swordsman and the young people who worship the swordsman, making the swordsman more lonely and the young man more afraid.

Wanmei Villa is very quiet all around, as silent as Ximen Fuxue himself, in the eyes of many mediocre people who have a huge gap with Ximen, this is a cold swordsman who can make people freeze to death.

No one likes that the gap between their neighbors and themselves is too big, and people have always had a habit of rejecting which of the best people in the same category, and which kind of people who like to hone their skills wholeheartedly as an outlier, and who does not like to waste time and does not communicate with others, Simon Blowing Snow is an outlier in the eyes of many people, so few people are willing to be neighbors with him.

People who practice swords are usually more arrogant, just like the swords in their hands, they are only willing to believe in their own swords, believe in their own swordsmanship, and many people believe that as long as they work hard, even Ximen blowing snow is not in their eyes. And the rivers and lakes are often very cruel, even if they really work hard, the swordsmanship of Ximen Blowing Snow is still unattainable, so few people come to Wanmei Villa in Ximen.

Maybe there were many people who were not used to seeing the snow blowing at the West Gate, maybe there were many people who thought they were more skilled in swordsmanship, or maybe many people planned to step on the West Gate to blow the snow and become famous, but now there are few visitors to Wanmei Villa, no matter how they boast, there are always many people who are afraid of death on the rivers and lakes.

The quiet and somewhat eerie Wanmei Villa welcomed a visitor today, whether the owner wants it or not, there are visitors to the door.

The horse is not a good horse, it looks a little fat, the mane is not so smooth, the color is not so bright, and what is even more ugly is that the hair on the body falls out in large chunks, and it is obvious that the owner is a lazy fellow, and must have rarely groomed the horse.

The original tall and strong figure was ruined by the fatness, and a horse like this that was not carefully cared for may not be called beautiful in the first place.

The horse is slow, leisurely bowing its head and grazing, constantly moving forward, only looking into the eyes of the horse, can you find that this may not be a bad horse, the horse's expression is very strange, it seems to be cunning with comfort. It's hard to imagine such a look on a horse, but you can't be mistaken, it's a very strange horse.

And even stranger than Marr was the young man lying on his back on horseback, with his hands behind his head, squinting slightly, looking at the clouds floating in the sky, as if he was out of his body, without the slightest focus.

The strange boy, riding an equally strange horse, kept approaching Wanmei Villa, and the strange thing was that no one drove him, although the horse kept looking for the tender blades of grass, but kept in the right direction.

The weird young man is Lin Zhining, the weird horse was bought by him from the bazaar, on a whim, Lin Zhining injected the true qi into the horse's body, and I don't know if it was a congenital factor, or Lin Zhining didn't control what went wrong, this horse is a lot more handsome, and a lot smarter, but the wisdom is increasing day by day, and the handsome is like a flash in the pan, this horse is too greedy, and it didn't take long for it to become what it is today.

Even when finding the way, this horse did not forget to look for the green and tender blades of grass, Lin Zhining no longer planned to teach it a lesson, for a horse that has been taught repeatedly, even Lin Zhining is not willing to spend more effort, this is his masterpiece on a whim, he is not in a hurry, and he will go with the horse's mind.

However, being fat is not without benefits, at least the wide horseback is a surprise, even if an ordinary person lies down, he can maintain his balance, let alone Lin Zhining.

So Lin Zhining didn't mind anymore, lay on the horse leisurely, and let the horse take him to Wanmei Villa.

Wanmei Villa has no walls, and the gate is hidden in thick trees, which is like Huang Yaoshi's Peach Blossom Island, where plum blossoms never seem to wither, and are always in full bloom.

There is no need for a man with a sword to guard the door outside the manor of Ximen Blowing Snow, such a fierce and vicious door has never been the style of Ximen Blowing Snow, there is only an old servant, or an old housekeeper, and the manager of Wanmei Villa is ushered in.

This is definitely a very idle job, Ximen Blowing Snow rarely has visitors to the door, and he rarely leaves, the work of this old servant is definitely very comfortable.

However, today this old servant saw a very strange thing, Wanmei Villa, where few people came to the door, the knocker was buttoned today, but to his surprise, it was not a person who pulled the knocker, but a sturdy and fat horse to be precise.

The old servant rubbed his eyes, only to realize that he was not mistaken, it was indeed a horse that pulled the knocker, and the horse still showed a look of grievance and impatience. The old servant was sure that he was not mistaken, and although he didn't believe it, he saw it.

Of course, this smart horse is very aggrieved, the fragrance of plum blossoms here makes it very excited, and the delicate and tender petals also make it covet, but unfortunately it can't eat, for a greedy horse, if it is not for its owner to come to this place, it will not come to such a place where you can see and smell but can't eat.

"Old man, please spread the word and say that Lin Zhining is visiting. Lin Zhining sat up lazily and said lazily.

Only then did the old servant see Lin Zhining, compared to this fat horse, Lin Zhining was too inconspicuous, blinked, looked at Lin Zhining, and then looked at the fat horse, and said with a smile: "Stay a little bit, I'll go and report." ”

After that, he ran away with a cigarette, and his agile and anxious movements really didn't look like an old man. (To be continued.) )