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Chapter 27 Blizzard Mountain Temple, Old People, Children, and Women
"Woooo..."

The cold wind was as sharp as a knife, whistling across the sky and earth. The snow on the official road was piled thickly, making it increasingly difficult for horse-drawn carriages to move forward.

In the car, Wuqing and Wang Yuyan looked at Zhou Yi who was driving the car outside, his whole body exposed to the wind and snow, and suddenly felt a little distressed.

"Let's find a place to stop. The snow is too strong. We are still more than 200 miles away from Hongzhou. I'm afraid we can't get there."

Outside, Zhou Yi looked at the hot air coming out of the horse's back and the constant sneezing in his nose, and he couldn't bear it.

I am fine, the magic power in my body is flowing and I feel warm.

But at this moment, the sky was full of wind and snow, whistling like cold knives, and it was really cruel when it hit the horses.

"Okay, let's find a place to wait until the snow stops blowing."

As they were talking, a small path appeared ahead. Zhou Yi took a look and drove directly along the path.

The small paths near the official road were basically opened up by people from nearby villages.

The carriage went up along the path, but the road slowly turned into a mountain road, going upwards.

Zhou Yi frowned, thinking that this might not be the way to any village, but the way up the mountain.

"This road is a mountain road. I guess there is a temple or Taoist temple in the mountains."

"The carriage may not be able to move forward when we get to the front."

Wuqing nodded in the carriage and said softly, "Let's go up first. There is no other choice in this blizzard."

Wang Yuyan pushed aside the curtains and took a look at the mountain road outside. It was a plain landscape with the roads on both sides becoming narrower and narrower. The heavy snow bent the branches in the forest, and many branches even broke under the weight.

After walking along the mountain road for about a quarter of an hour, Zhou Yi took a look and saw that the mountain road ahead was steep and narrow, and the carriage could not go up.

"Shut up!"

He stopped the car without hesitation, opened the curtain, and smiled at the two people in the car.

"Okay, get off. The carriage above can't go up, so you have to walk."

"I'll take the horses over there, and the carriage will stay here for now."

After untying the carriage, Wang Yuyan had already gotten out, and Wuqing also got out with crutches. Zhou Yi took a look at the mountain road and picked up Wuqing horizontally in a princess hug.

"what!"

Wang Yuyan exclaimed, "Sir, men and women should not touch each other, I will carry Sister Yayu on my back."

Wuqing immediately tilted his head and glanced at Wang Yuyan, with a smile on his face: "Mind your own business!"

"Oh, it's okay. This is an emergency. You're a woman who has just started practicing martial arts. It's better for me to hold you."

"Yuyan, you lead the horse, take out the things in the cart and put them on the horse's back, and let's go up the mountain."

Wang Yuyan was reluctant and could only make a fuss with her lips pouted, but she still put everything in the car, including the wheelchair, on the horse's back and tied them up.

Then the three of them headed toward the mountain road in the wind and snow.

Wuqing buried his head in Zhou Yi's chest, his body becoming hotter and hotter, and even the cold air in the snow could not dispel this heat.

There was even a hint of shame on her face.

Wang Yuyan was leading the horse, feeling very uneasy. She didn't want to do what her mother said, but now it seemed she had no choice but to take the initiative.

Sheng Yayu is such a cruel woman. She is so proactive. If I don’t take the initiative, what will happen in the future?
It seemed that she had made up her mind about something, and Wang Yuyan's expression looked much better.

But what she didn't know was that at this moment, Wuqing's mouth corners slightly raised.

"Want to take the initiative? Haha, I can see through people's hearts. You are still too naive in front of me!"

Thinking of this, his head couldn't help but dig a little deeper into Zhou Yi's chest.

Zhou Yi felt Wuqing's action, lowered his head and asked softly, "Are you cold?"

Thinking about it, the speed of the mana flow in the body increased a bit, and the flow of blood began to accelerate suddenly. The snowflakes around the body instantly turned into mist under the high temperature. Wuqing's pretty face turned red, and she immediately closed her eyes and lay in Zhou Yi's arms without saying a word.

Wang Yuyan was so angry when she saw this that she could only speed up the flow of her internal energy and her pace became much faster.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi sighed inwardly: "What should I do? I have two jealous fairy sisters around all day long."

“I can’t handle it!”

He thought to himself that he had to find an opportunity to subdue the two and then live in peace with them. Otherwise, if this continued, not only would Zhuge Zheng and I feel uncomfortable, but Zhou Yi himself would also experience the mystery of the Shura Field.

Soon, the mountain road came to an end. Heavy snow weighed down the pine branches in the forest. Not far away, a white ruined temple appeared in the eyes of the three people.

"I'll go take a look first."

As he spoke, Zhou Yi took a step, leaving an afterimage on the snow in an instant, and soon he stood in front of the temple.

When I walked in, I saw a ferocious-looking green Yaksha statue in front of me. The altar was empty and covered with dust.

Snow and wind gathered in the temple, and the cold wind rushed in through the broken windows and doors.

Woohoo...

With a turn of his wrist, a gust of wind blew past instantly, and the cushion under the statue was immediately covered with dust. Zhou Yi flicked his sleeves, picked up the dust and sent it away.

Put down the ruthlessness gently.

"Please sit down for a while. I will go and get Yuyan."

With that, he disappeared into the temple. When he found Wang Yuyan, Zhou Yi didn't waste any words and took Wang Yuyan's hand. Her small hand was ice-cold. The magic power in his body turned, and a heat was transferred from the palm of his hand to Wang Yuyan.

"You go first, I'll lead the horse over."

Wang Yuyan was unwilling to do so and held Zhou Yi's hand tightly, refusing to let go. She had no choice but to lead the horse to speed up.

Since leaving Suzhou, these two women have changed and become more proactive.

Zhou Yi, who took the initiative, was a little scared...

Soon, they arrived at the mountain temple. Zhou Yi ignored the two women's pulling and started to clean up. Seeing that there were leaks everywhere, he could even put out a fire.

"I'll get some boards to stop the wind."

He went straight into the forest with the sword in hand. Looking at a tree as thick as a man, he cut it down with one sword. With a flash of sword light, the sword turned into pieces of round boards. After trimming them, he entered the mountain temple, sealed all the windows with wooden wedges as nails, and casually assembled a door to block the wind.

The remaining boards were used to make three wooden boards, which were used to make three wooden beds, and then a fire was built.

After being busy for a long time, seeing that it was getting dark, I took out the pancakes from the bag and started to bake them. The fire was crackling.

"Under this blizzard, the trip to Dali will definitely take longer."

"When the snow stops blowing, we'll go to Hongzhou and take a rest."

Wuqing nodded: "Well, I'll listen to you. Anyway, the flower thief can't escape, so there's no need to rush."

Wang Yuyan: "Brother Yi, when we get to Dali, can I go to the Dali Royal Family?"

Wang Yuyan looked a little conflicted. She wanted to ask on behalf of her mother what Duan Zhengchun meant back then.

Zhou Yi sighed, "Yuyan, if you want to go, I will take you there, but you have to think it over carefully."

"Yeah, I just want to ask Prince Duan why he treated my mother like that back then."

Wuqing suddenly felt curious and was about to speak when the sound of heavy footsteps on the snow was blown into the ears of the three people by the wind.

Zhou Yi stood up and looked outside in the dim sky. He saw three figures staggering towards him in the snow.

An old man, a woman and a child.

(End of this chapter)