Chapter 144: Melting Snow in the Palm of Your Palm

"Master, today is the day of the auction, and the Han Xingmei you are talking about already knows that it is the thirty-third auction item. Are you 、、、、、、?" said Tu as he walked over and held carbon in the brazier.

"It's okay, I won't go, it's troublesome to go," Soul Luo's body has recovered after half a month of recuperation, and there is no movement on the side of the Wu Clan, which can be regarded as acquiescing to his suggestion. It has also been implemented for the soul of the free range system, and as for the rest, it is not explained. But Soul Luo knew that right behind him, there were at least two protectors waiting.

Soul Luo crossed his arms and glanced out the window, "It's snowing again, how can it be so cold in winter now? It's the Shangyuan Festival soon, I remember when I was a child, my mother would cook a pot of rice balls for me and Li, so warm." Soul Luo smiled as he spoke. "Tu, let's eat glutinous rice balls. How about we leave again after the Shangyuan Festival. ”

"Okay, what kind of stuffing does Childe like to eat?" asked Tu.

"Isn't it just a round lump?" After Soul Luo finished speaking, he had the heart to die, and when he was young, how did this master eat the rice balls.

"It could be a regional difference, a regional difference. Tu said. "When the time comes, I'll put some ingredients and stuffing in it, and the master will eat some well, master, it's been a month, and you haven't gone out, do you want to go out today、、、、、、" Tu whispered.

"Tomorrow is the Shangyuan Festival, if you go out, you will be tired tonight, not only we eat, tomorrow morning the porridge shed will not give up the porridge, we will give up the rice balls, let everyone eat. As he spoke, Soul Luo turned around again. "You and the Lei Sect teach those people, do more, tell Wu Ji'an, let him accompany Miss Ye to participate in the auction house, eat ours and drink ours in the past two days, and waste a lot of money. ”

"Master, the four sons of the family have also helped a lot here. Tu whispered.

"Help? That's how it should be, now those two are idlers, let them go to the auction house. With that, Soul Luo sat down. "Zifu hasn't left yet. ”

"Mr. Zifu hasn't left yet, and he is still living in the original guest room, are you going to 、、、、、、"

"Greet him, invite him to eat rice balls tomorrow morning, there are 、、、、、、 besides him" Soul Luo began to wave his fingers and count: "Nian Feng, Zi Yi, Quito, Sang Gongzi, Chi Muxue are also invited, come here, forget it if you don't come, and there are 、、、、、、 nights." Needless to say, Wu Ji'an also has his four sons. Wu Luxue is the same, by the way, there is also the old man who vomited blood that made me angry, that old man is so funny. Well、、、、、、 it's actually our own family, and we also have a little bit of elegance and tell them to let them write a poem about the rice balls, otherwise they won't have to eat, so let's drink the soup. ”

"Yes hosts. ”

"Well, it's pretty much the same, tomorrow's one is a little taller, that's the poetry meeting, send out invitations, don't give gifts to those who come, but all those who see gifts will be driven out. ”

"Yes. "In fact, Tu said in his heart that no one will bring gifts, because 、、、、、、 you also said that it is your own family, as for Chi Muxue and other sons, Mr. Mu, they may be with the city lord. Your invitation will be very difficult for people to send it.

"Don't be embarrassed, don't be embarrassed, because it's not just the Shangyuan Festival. Soul Luo said. "The rest of the people, forget it, if they don't speak, they can't be clear. ”

"Uh? ”

"Silly, when did you become so stupid?" Soul Luo looked at Tu and couldn't help frowning. "It seems that you haven't followed me in the past two days. Once you leave me, you will be stupid. "Soul Luo said very firmly, but Tu found a sad reality, his own master is really lonely. It's always been a one-man fight.

From the time he entered the Wu clan and followed Soul Luo together, he saw that there were people constantly entering and leaving the Heavenly Mirror Garden, but because how many people really cared about their own masters? At this time, Soul Luo stood up at some point and looked at the snowflakes outside.

"The palm of the hand melts snow, and the sadness in the heart cannot be touched. Soul Luo said lightly, "I'll go to the courtyard by myself, you can go your way." Soul Luo put on his cloak, tightened it a little, opened the door and went down.

Soul Luo walked into the courtyard and arbitrarily let the snowflakes fall on his body, a little cold, it's not that he hasn't seen snowflakes, it's not that he hasn't touched snowflakes, but the snowflakes at this time seem to be extremely cold, obviously he is dressed better now than before, but why do he still feel so cold?

Soul Luo took the snowflake into his hand, but the snowflake instantly melted and turned into a drop of water. "The snowflakes are covered with dust, the dust is like gold and the snow is like silver, the palm of the snow turns into snow and returns to its original place, and Nan Ke returns to the truth with a dream. As he spoke, he walked forward, but he had already taken off into the air. A cloud of mist appeared under his feet.

This is the second weight of stepping on the clouds, flat clouds. The cloud step is divided into three, the first is called the maze, the second is called the flat cloud, and the third is called the treading cloud, the maze can cause the enemy's visual illusion, the flat cloud makes people three feet off the ground, and the body will be surrounded by a layer of clouds and mist. If you step on the clouds, you can step 100 meters away, or even thousands of meters away, with an illusory body and a cloud at a time.

Soul Luo's step on the clouds has now begun to take shape, it can be three feet above the ground, and the clouds and mist under his feet have also had a state of affairs, at this time, Soul Luo raised his eyes and looked at the white expanse of Twilight Snow City. "It's not idle and idle, there are such people in the world, their bodies are like duckweed floating without roots, mayflies shake trees and burn themselves, and when the snow falls, they ride the wind and don't fall into red dust. ”

Soul Luo smiled after speaking. Only then did I know that the world was really not beautiful. Soul Luo stood on a high place, the cold wind was blowing, whistling in his ears, and the snowflakes were rolling, as if he was chanting the poem he had just made. was originally unintentional, but how could there really be unintentional people in the world.

The spiritual power of Soul Luo is released, forming an ink unicorn, the whole body is pitch black, as if splashing ink, stepping on the clouds, after looking up to the sky, the snowflakes are flying, forming a vortex, the vortex is exhausted, the fire phoenix soars, the snowflakes turn into water but turn into ice crystals in mid-air, the sunlight is refracted, and a little silver ash is emitted.

The unicorn and the fire phoenix contended, dancing in the air, and Soul Luo left, forming a huge ice crystal snow lotus there, and after Soul Luo left, the snow lotus turned into ice chips and dissipated.

"The snowflakes are covered with dust, the dust is like gold and the snow is like silver, the palm of the snow turns into snow and returns to its original place, and Nan Ke returns to the truth with a dream. It's not that I'm idle, there are such people in the world, who are like duckweed floating without roots, mayflies shaking trees and burning themselves, and when the snow falls, I want to ride the wind, and I don't fall into red dust. ”

In the attic, Zifu looked at the dissipated lotus flowers, and recited the poems made by Soul Luo. Finally, he whispered, "What kind of person are you?"

(End of chapter)