The best waste god

Moreover, when the surrounding snowflakes fell in front of him, they would be blocked by an invisible light curtain, and he couldn't get close to him. It looked extremely strange. This tall and straight young man was none other than Nangong Haotian, a rising star in the martial arts world.

The girl in green on the horse on the left, with a pair of beautiful eyes flashing with clever light, is the beautiful Liu Qianwen.

Liu Qianwen was wearing a bright dark green satin jacket with a green velvet antelope fur cloak on top.She wore a green velvet hood with a shawl on her head, and her steel sword with green sheath and green silk tassels was inserted obliquely on the pommel from behind.

Sitting on the saddle on the right is a white-haired old woman, holding an iron dove staff, she is the small-eyed, rosy-complexioned Aunt Shan. At this moment, she is not as indifferent as Nangong Haotian, her lips are a little red because of the low temperature .

Another gust of cold wind blew, and snowflakes fluttered, blowing directly on the faces of the three of them. Liu Qianwen, who was on the horse, couldn't help but turn her delicate body sideways, and then turned her head again.

Afterwards, Liu Qianwen looked at Aunt Shan and complained: "A few months ago, I was still at the southwestern border where the sun was burning like fire. A few months later, I ran here to spend the winter, and let people live!"

Aunt Shan shrugged her shoulders and said with emotion: "This is the life in the rivers and lakes. If you are still alive and kicking here today, you may die in a barren mountain tomorrow..."

Seeing Aunt Shan's sad face, Liu Qianwen said unhappily, "Aunt Shan, what's the matter with you today? You just said such unlucky words on the first day you arrived in Hengshan!"

Aunt Shan smiled indifferently and said, "Grandma, you are too superstitious. If you insist on auspiciousness like this, you'd better not go back to the rivers and lakes, and just go back and take care of your children!"

"Uh——" Nangong Haotian was overwhelmed by Aunt Shan's words, and wisely kept silent.

Liu Qianwen felt that it was not unreasonable, but she was always uncomfortable psychologically, so she gave Nangong Haotian a hard look.

Just when Nangong Haotian expressed his innocence, Aunt Shan continued to say: "The so-called Wangshan runs to death, such a big mountain seems to be close, but in fact, there is still a horse to run away." Woolen cloth!"

After hearing Aunt Shan's words, Nangong Haotian and Liu Qianwen raised their eyes to Hengshan.

Mount Heng is one of the Five Sacred Mountains. It was called Xuanyue in ancient times. Emperors of all dynasties came here every year to set up altars to offer sacrifices.

However, at this moment, except for the thick dense clouds and the flying snowflakes, the majestic appearance of Mount Heng was completely submerged by clouds and mist, adding a bit of gloom.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qianwen couldn't help saying annoyedly: "Accordingly, it's not the time for snow yet, but it's snowing, what a disappointment!"

Aunt Shan couldn't help smiling, and asked, "Grandma, when does it snow?"

"Of course it's winter!" Liu Qianwen didn't know why Aunt Shan asked this!

"The hailstorm in June is bigger than an egg, so what should I say?" Aunt Shan shrugged.

Liu Qianwen suddenly had nothing to answer!

Aunt Shan continued: "This is God's whim. He can do whatever he likes. How can we mortals know that? Alas, we have to bear it!"

Liu Qianwen also felt helpless, while Nangong Haotian didn't say a word. After a while of silence, Liu Qianwen seemed to feel too monotonous. She tilted her head and asked suddenly, "Aunt Shan, have you been to Mount Heng?"

Aunt Shan said proudly: "There is no place in the world that I haven't been to."

Liu Qianwen's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she asked unconsciously, "Then tell me, what is the most interesting place in Mount Heng?"

Aunt Shan couldn't help but said with a little air: "Da Mao Peak, the absolute peak of Mount Heng, is also called Xuanyue Peak. It is so high that it pierces into the clouds, and the ancient trees tower into the sky. It is lush and verdant, with flying waterfalls and flowing springs. There are countless wonders..."

Liu Qianwen had already seen a lot of these, and was not interested at all, so she interrupted and asked, "What else?"

Aunt Shan said: "There is also Zizhi Valley on the top of Mount Heng. Not only is the sun warm and the wind is warm, the mountains are full of flowers, but also Changchun in eight seasons, and the flowers never fade in four seasons. It is really a paradise in the world!"

Liu Qianwen frowned, and asked suspiciously: "Then what now?"

"Now..." Aunt Shan shrugged.Looking at the snowflakes all over the sky and the bare tree branches beside the road, Aunt Shan couldn't help but hesitate.

Nangong Haotian was amused for a while, and was also waiting for Aunt Shan's next words.

"Tell me, what's going on now?" Liu Qianwen couldn't help asking anxiously when she saw that Aunt Shan was timid.

Aunt Shan twitched her thin lips, and said bravely, "Of course it's still the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, red and green!"

"How many times have you been here?" Liu Qianwen asked curiously.

Aunt Shan said: "My old lady can't remember how many times I have been here!"

Liu Qianwen—Listen, she couldn't help asking in confusion: "According to what you said, you should be very familiar with Hengshan, so why don't you know how many nunneries there are in Hengshan?"

As soon as the nunnery was mentioned, Aunt Shan's old face was suddenly covered with a shadow of melancholy and uneasiness, and her temper became irritable. When her old face sank, Aunt Shan said unhappily: "Every time my old lady comes to Hengshan, she always does something. The important thing is not to come to visit the mountains and rivers to see the scenery..."

"Hey?" But before he finished speaking, Liu Qianwen, who looked surprised, asked in confusion: "Aunt Shan, I'm just talking casually, why are you so angry?"

Aunt Shan felt that she had lost her composure, forced herself to smile and said, "My old lady is also explaining the truth to you, I hope you don't mind, hehe!"

Liu Qianwen said with a relieved smile, "I don't mind, but I'm worried that you will be angry!"

Aunt Shan smiled apologetically, and was about to say something, when Nangong Haotian, who was immediately ahead, raised his hand and pointed to the front, and said, "Let's find an inn in the big town ahead to send the horse, and we'll go into the mountains after dinner!"

After a while, the mount let out a long hiss, and galloped into the street of the big town with its head held high.

I saw that the street was deserted, and there were no people on the whole street. At this time, the wind was much weaker, and the snow was still falling, but all the shops were closed.

Seeing that the door of an inn not far away was still open, Nangong Haotian got off his horse, pulled the horse and walked in.

Seeing Nangong Haotian pulling the horse and running in the front, the boy in the shop immediately bowed his waist and laughed, and said respectfully, "Master, are you staying in the shop?"

Aunt Shan, who was still quite upset, said in a deep voice, "Nonsense, what are you doing here if you don't stay in the store?"

One of the shop boys hurriedly bowed, and said respectfully with a smile: "Yes, grandma!"

Nangong Haotian looked at Aunt Shan who had a displeased face, couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, and asked in a harmonious voice, "Xiao Er, is there a quiet private house?"

The shop boy who was reprimanded by Aunt Shan said respectfully: "Yes, yes, sir, please follow me."

After Nangong Haotian and the others handed over the horse to another shop boy, they followed the shop boy who guided them into the shop.

Seeing that all the rooms in the store were closed, Liu Qianwen asked unconsciously, "You don't seem to have many customers in your store?"

The shop boy couldn't help but sighed, and said helplessly: "Oh, it's not all caused by this snow!"

"What's wrong with this snow?" Aunt Shan gave the waiter a blank look, and asked angrily.

The shop boy said helplessly: "Everyone said that this snow is an ominous omen, and there will be natural disasters and wars. Those who have not gone out dare not leave home again, and those who have gone out have hurried home. , there are still people living in the store!"

Although Aunt Shan didn't take it seriously, she didn't dare to say anything, because she was also afraid that if she slipped her tongue and offended God, she didn't know what bad things would happen!

During the conversation, the group of people had already arrived at the gate of a single courtyard, and the shop boy opened the door and led the three of them in.Entering the gate of the courtyard, a vast expanse of whiteness first came into view. At this time, a lot of snow had accumulated in the courtyard, which was enough to prove that no one had lived in this single courtyard in the past few days, which showed that the hotel was deserted.

Following the waiter from the shop to the door of the upper room, the three of Nangong Haotian took advantage of the moment when the shop boy opened the door to shake off the snowflakes on his body, Liu Qianwen gently helped Nangong Haotian remove the scattered snowflakes on his body, Nangong Haotian smiled, if it was not because he was afraid It's too appalling, and there won't be even the slightest snowflake on his body.

Then Nangong Haotian helped Liu Qianwen pat the snowflakes off her head, and then entered the room.

Aunt Shan looked around and asked with concern: "Shop er, has there been a girl in bright red in your shop these few days?"

Although the guy in the shop felt that Aunt Shan was being rude, he knew that she had a bad temper and could not be provoked, so he could only reply with a smile: "No, because there are too few customers these days..."

When Aunt Shan heard what the shop waiter said, she said angrily: "I mean you stand outside the shop every day to attract customers, have you seen a girl in red with a sword on her back, maybe riding a fast horse... ..."

The boy in the store didn't wait until Aunt Shan finished speaking, shrugged helplessly, and replied: "Grandma, haven't you already said it? There are no customers these days, and the street is deserted, with cold wind blowing and snow falling. Why stand at the door and suffer from the cold!"

Aunt Shan felt that the last two words of the shop boy were contradictory, she stared with her small eyes, and before she could speak, Nangong Haotian smiled and waved her hand, and said in relief: "Aunt Shan, sister Xiaowan is not so fast, say Maybe it's still behind us at this time!"

Immediately, he waved his hand at the innocent shop boy and said, "Hurry up and bring food for the three of us. Aunt Shan, first give the little brother some rewards!"

Since it was the young master's order, of course Aunt Shan dared not disobey it.Reluctantly, he took out a piece of broken silver and threw it to the waiter.

The guy in the store didn't expect this young man to be so sympathetic to the poor, he was overjoyed, took the money in his hand, and hurriedly bowed and laughed, and said respectfully: "Thank you, young master, thank you, thank you, grandma, I'll call now They prepare meals!"