My talent is resurrection

Chapter 82
The first snow in early winter came suddenly, suddenly, the sky and the earth turned white.

Following the big padded jacket, Chen Jiu put on a plush felt hat, folded his sleeves with his hands, bent his body, and ran back and forth between the Taoist temple and the academy every day.

The villain turned into a mirror and water moon would sometimes go with him to watch the excitement in the academy, but often it didn't last long before the villain ran back to the Taoist temple on his own.

When the little old man saw it, he would click his tongue and praise, "You are a spiritual pet with extraordinary intelligence, and you can sneak away by yourself."

Chen Jiu sat on the stove beside him, grinned, "Indeed."

The little old man lit up the iron furnace in front of him, and smelted steel in it. He squinted his eyes, took out the dry tobacco from his arms, lit it with the fire of the iron furnace, and took a deep breath.

This dry tobacco is only smoked by the old man in winter, it has the effect of warming up the body, and it is comfortable to smoke.

The old man glanced at Chen Jiu, passed the dry smoke over, and asked, "Come here?"

Chen Jiu was also polite, nodded and took it, put it between his lips, and sucked it hard.

The cigarette holder burns extremely rapidly, and the entire cigarette body turns into ashes in a moment.

Chen Jiu stretched his brows, opened his mouth, and a puff of thick smoke filled the air, covering the young man's head.

The little old man sat aside and looked dumbfounded.

How the hell can you smoke more outrageously?
Chen Jiu blew out the cigarette holder, waved his hand to disperse the smoke, and reached out to the little old man and asked, "Can I have another cigarette? It's not fun."

The old man smiled, and pointed the chimney of the iron stove at him, "Come on, smoke this, it's powerful, it will definitely satisfy you."

Chen Jiu smiled and lay back, "Old man, do you have any wine?"

The little old man pulled up the bellows and said in a bad breath, "There is a bubble in the urine."

That's no fun.

Chen Jiu shook his head. He felt sleepy in this snowy day, so he fell asleep on the stove. The sound of the little old man knocking on the steel was heard intermittently. The wind and snow outside the house became heavier, and the scenery was blurred.

These days, Zhou Xian often comes to chat with Chen Jiu, talking about the books he has read recently and what knowledge he has studied.

Chen Jiu will also show her some of his unique skills, and teach the girl one hand, for example, he puts his hands together, raises them above his head, and spins without saying a word.

The girl Qinglie looked curious and asked him what this is?
Chen Jiu said solemnly: "This is called Huashou. I heard that it can soar on the ground when it is turned to the extreme. It is really scary."

Zhou Xian raised a good-looking brow, "It's nothing special for a monk of the sixth realm to be able to fly and ride the wind."

Chen Jiu frowned, and said again: "Don't underestimate this spell. According to legend, its founder's Taoist name is a spiritual boy. He has practiced it to the extreme and can kill people from the air. Come on, you can learn from me."

Girl Qinglie was dubious, raised her hands together, raised them on her head, and spun them around strangely. After a while, there was no abnormality, so she put it down. Looking at Chen Jiu's half-smile, she knew that she was being teased. He hugged his chest and huffed, and decided to ignore this person for the time being, it was really annoying.

Chen Jiu squinted her eyes and looked at her with a smile.

Miss Qinglie pursed her lips, she was very unhappy, so she asked Chen Jiu to go with her to build a snowman and be happy with her.

Chen Jiu glanced at the little old man.

The old man waved his hand and told him to climb up quickly, because he was still troubled sitting here.

Miss Qinglie went out of the school with the young man, and went to tinker with snowmen in this snowy day.

The little old man looked at Chen Jiuyuan's back, took out the dry tobacco, took a puff, and snorted.

Really, you big man, why are you so clueless, like a fool, other girls come to you when they are free, don't you understand what that means?

The old man sighed, shook his head, turned around and was about to build the equipment again.

As an old bachelor, he was worried about what others were doing, and he had nothing to do when he was full, so he turned his attention to research and development, and it was the top priority to demonstrate it in this discussion of the hundred schools of thought.

Chen Jiu and Zhou Xian fiddled in the snow for a while, and built a short and fat snowman with two stone eyes and a branch for the mouth, and an extra branch, which was inserted into the snowman's lower body by Chen Jiu.

Zhou Xian looked at it, and asked Chen Jiu curiously: "What does this mean?"

Chen Jiu smiled, "It can only be understood, not expressed in words."

Miss Qinglie let out a "squeak", and she was quite disdainful of Chen Jiu's tricks of playing tricks.

Chen Jiu looked at the snowman and nodded with satisfaction. He felt that the snowman was piled up realistically, with all the body parts and accessories.

Miss Qinglie looked at the snowman, frowned slightly, and thought about what was the stick underneath?
Chen Jiu grabbed a handful of snow, rubbed a snowball, and quietly put it in the skirt of the girl's padded jacket. The cold girl shivered and twisted her body on the spot, trying to shake the snowball out, but one of them tried too hard, and the snow The ball spread out directly, soaking the girl's clothes.

She looked at Chen Jiu resentfully, and reached out to dig out the snow behind her.

The girl was really out of breath, screaming "Yeah!", she rushed towards Chen Jiu, pushed him into the snowdrift, grabbed the snow beside her, and wiped it on Chen Jiu's face.

Chen Jiu turned over and overwhelmed the girl, but didn't try hard enough to wipe snow on her face.

The girl turned over again, and went back and forth, and then both of them were buried in the snowdrift.

Chen Jiu was shocked and got out. Seeing Zhou Xian still buried in the snow, showing his small hands and face, he looked at Chen Jiu with wide eyes, and waved the exposed half of his small hand, beckoning Chen Jiu to pull her.

Chen Jiu dug Zhou Xian out and helped her wipe the snow off her hair. The two sat on the snow, looking at each other.

Miss Qinglie didn't move her body, she shivered a little when she got cold, and sneezed violently.

She sniffled her little nose and took it easy.

The girl was a little bit cold, Chen Jiu sent her back, told her to drink more hot water, and then returned to the Taoist temple.

Zhou Xian sneezed a few more times, thinking about how Chen Jiu was holding her down, he waved his small fist, and wanted to give him two punches, but after thinking about it, he was afraid that Chen Jiu would not be able to bear it, so he would only give him one. Punch...half punch is fine.

Girl Qinglie blushed, sitting on the head of the bed, and picked up a sage book, but she couldn't read it anyway. In the end, she could only blame the sage book for not being good enough.

She loosened her hair and fell back, her jet-black hair covered the bed. The girl raised her eyebrows beautifully, a little upset.

She tossed and turned on the bed with the quilt in her arms, babbled and whispered, and finally sat up, feeling more and more annoyed by thinking about it. She didn't want to, and went to drink hot water.

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When Chen Jiu returned to the Taoist temple, the red-faced Taoist and Tao Li were standing at the door, looking at him seriously. Even the villain was standing on Tao Li's shoulders, embracing his chest in a serious manner. lively.

Chen Jiu was a little puzzled and didn't understand why.

The red-faced Taoist first said seriously: "Are you fighting with other girls?"

Chen Jiu nodded, "Yes."

Tao Li followed up and asked: "You still beat the other girl?"

Chen Jiu then nodded.

The red-faced Taoist yelled loudly, "Say, if you touch someone else's girl...where can you hit someone's girl?"

Chen Jiu shook his head, "I don't know, I didn't use any force, so I wiped some snow."

The red-faced Taoist stared angrily, "Well, you bastard, you actually belittle other girls, what a girl, you have to be responsible for how you let people see people in the future, our Taoist temple happens to be sparsely populated, so it would be nice to have more people .”

Tao Li nodded, "Master is right."

The little man hugged his chest and nodded.

Chen Jiu was stunned for a while, and the more he heard it, the more it felt wrong, and he asked worriedly: "Master, senior brother, take a good rest, don't get tired, it won't be good if you hurt your brain."

The red-faced Taoist slapped him to the bottom of the mountain, and sighed, "Your junior brother is not enlightened. Our Taoist temple still has a long way to go if we want people to thrive."

Tao Li smiled and said: "It's okay, I believe that with my junior's ability, the Taoist temple will definitely become lively in the future."

The red-faced Taoist nodded, "That's true."

He muttered again, "That girl is fine, I don't know why this little bastard is silent."

Tao Li stood silently.

The girl is good, the junior is good, but if they really can't be together, maybe he and the master will have regrets, but in fact it's nothing, after all, there has never been a rule in this world that who should be with whom.

No matter how much you pay, sometimes, if you can't do it, you can't do it, and that seemingly small gully blocks everything.

Tao Li is very familiar with this point.

He turned to look.

The blizzard was getting stronger.

It seems that when she was newly married, it happened to be a snowy night.

That day, the poor scholar picked up his sword and drank wine for the first time.

　It was a bit later, and now there are fewer updates, and the double update can only be stabilized after it is put on the shelves.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)