I promise

Chapter 843

After a whole night of heavy snowfall, there was knee-deep snow on Guanxinping.

The three hilltops of Lianwu Mountain, which are hundreds of feet apart, are all covered with plain silk, which conceals the last true color of the mountain.

The clouds are full of snow, and the sky and the earth are white.

This is the third month since Mu Dianke went up the mountain.

On the Chunqiu stone outside the sleeping cave, there are 62 lines of indentations of different depths, representing the 62 sunsets she counted on the mountain.

Today is No.60 for three days.

At the end of the twelfth lunar month, the climate in the mountains is particularly cold.She couldn't bear it anymore, so she brought enough books from the library cave to read for half a month, and moved the pots and pans, food and vegetables to the sleeping cave, and stayed out all day long.

A very stable three-legged shelf is supported at the head of the bed, and a flat plate that can be adjusted in pitch is hung. The books are spread out on the wooden board and fixed with four bamboo clips.

In this way, you can hug the smoked ball and read a book, saving your hands from the pain of freezing.

When I was burning the lamp to study the art of mechanism craftsmanship, I never thought that one day it would come in handy like this.

There are seven book collection caves on Guanxinping. On the day she went up the mountain, she broke the restriction of eleven book caves in three caves.

However, these experiences are not enough when they encounter the restriction of the fourth library cave.She thought the answer might be in the books in the first three caves, so she returned to study again.

As Chang Qianfo said, the number and types of books in the cave are astonishing—there are not only easy-to-read wild notes and essays, but also obscure and difficult-to-understand Yijing divination books, including mountains and rivers geography, A large number of books and bamboo slips related to medicine, agriculture, industry and commerce are placed on different shelves by category.

Some were left elevated, and she had to use a ladder to get them.

Even though she has a good ability to see ten lines at a glance, after studying hard for two months, what she can see is only the tip of the iceberg.

I felt discouraged several times, and thinking about Chang Qianfo who was far away in southern Yunnan, who was not sure what kind of suffering he was suffering, he calmed down and continued to cheer up and read books.

Although Lianwu Mountain is isolated from the world, there is no shortage of food, clothing, pen and ink, etc.

Mu Dian could copy the titles of the book caves one by one, combined with the prohibition characteristics of the next few book caves, compared and pondered over and over again, and picked some books that she thought were useful to read.

Still much.

She stretched out two fingers from under the quilt, opened the clip to turn the page, and then retracted quickly.

It really is cultivation!

Choked by the air-conditioning and sneezed, she thought to herself: Someday, when she really becomes the young wife of Changjiabao, she must first spend money like water, bully men and women for a while, and enjoy this eye-catching wealth. , the benefits brought by the smoked power.

——It is really difficult to be the daughter-in-law of Changjiabao!

It's hard to say, another day has passed.

The sun was slanting to the west, and the snow light shone coldly into the cave.

Mu Dianke was lying on the hedgehog wrapped in a quilt, struggling for a while before reaching out to reach for the clothes on the shelf, until he wrapped himself up like a fluffy ball, then he got down on the bed, picked up the knife and pen, and shook out of the cave in an inconvenient manner .

Another addition to the Spring and Autumn Stone, 63 days.

Today is...New Year's Eve, right?
Mu Dianke squatted in front of the boulder, dazed for a while, the snowflakes fell on his eyelashes and melted by themselves.

She seemed to be recovering like a wooden figure, blinked her eyes, and her long eyelashes, which were stained with snow, had a little moist light: the Jin family is not here, it has been 12 years...

As cold as a snow day!

She got up and stretched Shu Wei's numb legs, and was about to go back to the house, when she heard a soft metal vibrating sound from the direction of the entrance, she was a little dazed, and stepped on the snow to walk towards the catalpa forest on the back mountain.

The entrance of Guanxinping is a huge waterfall connected to Chuanshansui Cave. This is a checkpoint, which is used as a barrier.

The second checkpoint is the magical layout and structure of the tunnel. People who don't know the mystery, no matter how they go, will eventually return to the mouth of the waterfall in a big circle.

The third barrier is a large patch of catalpa forest at the end of the tunnel, not as gentle as the first two barriers, with long vines and stones, it is a place for remains.

According to Chang Jihai, under the oldest big catalpa tree in the forest, there is a steel pillar covered with iron springs buried all the way to the foot of the mountain, enabling the exchange of news between the upper and lower mountains.

There will be no sound at the bottom of the mountain, but for those who retreat on the mountain, there is actually only one purpose-admit the failure of the retreat, please let go of the mountain.

She went into the woods with doubts, and found a few more things at the foot of the tree—a lacquered wooden food box, a rattan basket full of sacrificial items such as incense candles, paper money, and even a white Kongming lantern.

Her heart was sour and warm.

Knowing that it must be Chang Qianfo who wrote a special letter to ask.

——At that time in Gusu, on the night when the truth about the Jin family's extermination was revealed, she tied up a Kongming lantern that had lasted all night, and let it out from the Yun's house, and the whole city knew it.

It's hard for him to have a heart, but he still remembers it.

There are roast chicken, fish, sesame cakes, side dishes, and a small can of rice wine in the food box, all of which are hot.

I don't know if it was delivered by Chang Jihai himself.No matter who it is, it is not so good to be able to keep the food sent up the mountain warm in this weather.

It has been many years since she had a good meal on New Year's Eve, and she is still sad tonight, but it is always a heartwarming thing to be remembered.

He put the food on the stone table in the cave, lit a pot of charcoal fire, and ate the meal seriously.

It was dark and it was snowing heavily.

She hugged the cloak and sat at the entrance of the cave, leaning against the brazier, listening to the howling of the north wind outside, and looking at the turbulent shadows of wind and snow, strangely, her heart was very calm, not as desolate and hesitant as before.

Maybe Chang Qianfo gave her strength, maybe after so many years, she finally grew up and learned to let go.

Mountains and rivers, people only have one life, can't they just live for one thing all the time?
"Grandpa, do you want Si'er to have a good life?" She asked softly.

The world should not be boundless.

The mountains stood still in the blizzard, silent and compassionate.

Waiting until the wind and snow stopped, Mu Dian Keyan picked up the pen, clutched the pen holder with his red fingers, and wrote the word "gold" neatly on the white lantern.

Leaning on the railing and stone flat, let the white lights fly away.

The cold snow shines on the night moon, and one lamp goes over thousands of mountains. The white paper lantern flies higher and higher, and flies farther and farther, until it finally turns into a white spot and disappears into the sky.

On the mountains of Qingzhou thousands of miles away, there is also a huge white lantern flying up against the wind.

The wind was violent and the snow was blowing against the rugged and lonely mountain rocks.

In the wind and snow, stood a figure that was steeper than a rock.

He raised his head and stared at the sky and the southwest for a long time.

***
This year's New Year's Eve, Luoyang City was unprecedentedly lively.

Because there are too many people from the rivers and lakes who were blocked by the heavy snow and couldn't keep up with going home for the New Year.

The open-minded ones booked a place in the restaurant early, had a feast with their companions, and went to the streets to watch the lights;Of course, I only dare to complain in private.

Although Mu Cangping is no longer the leader of the alliance, he is still the "No. [-] Sword in the World". He has been in office for many years, and his roots are so deep that he cannot be shaken.

Jiange and Daoge are jointly in charge of martial arts affairs. To put it bluntly, they just change their names.

Mu Cangping is the one who speaks the most in this world!

(End of this chapter)