The indescribable Taoist Lord

The first snow in Xiantang came much earlier than in previous years. Before the winter moon, the blankets came, dyeing the vast sky and earth completely blank.

Even the Weihe River was filled with a lot of ice, and most of the riverside was sealed.

But strictly speaking, it cannot be regarded as the Wei River. It is just an inconspicuous branch branched off from the main trunk in Chang'an. The river surface is far from being vast. It has been flowing like this in twists and turns for many years, and it is also moist. A small village near it.

The snow was flying in droves, as if there were fairies in the sky covering the sky, covering the sun and moon. The snow was heavy at night, and it was crushing countless dry and weak branches between the sky and the earth, emitting a sad sound similar to a wail——

The adults in Chang'an City who can afford the Hengchun Formation are naturally at the right time to enjoy the snow and drink. They should be happy to see the first snow. Even if there were a few people who were worried about the people outside the city, in the end their thoughts were buried by the smell of wine and meat.

It was sunset, and the first snow had not yet fallen, but amid the heavy haze, the golden crow still hung languidly, but it looked slightly dim.

There was a tightly wrapped child watching on the edge of the Wei River, holding a few straws for teasing Futu. Although the children were wrapped tightly, it was only relatively speaking - they were just some linen rags that could not retain the residual warmth. I don't know how many patches were applied, and they were wrapped up layer by layer. I was afraid that even if the suitcases in the yard were cleared, If it's empty, it won't add much warmth.

So his porcelain doll-like little face was frosted with two blushers, and an ice skate hung between his nostrils. As he breathed, thick white mist spewed out from his mouth and nose.

Although this little baby was dressed in rags, he did not look thin and ugly. Instead, he looked like an embryo of Mr. Xu, which is rare among farm children.

There was seriousness on his little face, and he stared at the water meticulously. His smart eyes seemed to be able to see any changes in the water. The thatch teasing the floating figure in his hands slowly swayed, looking deep and dark because of the wind and snow. The Wei River was also surging and churning, creating huge waves.

"San'er, go back... As soon as the snow falls, Futu shrinks and won't come out."

An honest young man who was dressed only slightly more appropriately than a child squatted beside him and asked worriedly - he was really worried about his friends.

"If... if your family is really in trouble, I will..."

"What's wrong with you? Your family doesn't have enough food left?

Muramasa said that the Tiannan Prefecture was beset by evil spirits, and that the largest granary in our empire was destroyed in an instant. Even if adults came to help, they would not be able to maintain food and clothing after all. "

This child's mind is far more mature than ordinary people, and he speaks in an orderly manner. He looks more like a knowledgeable student than a country boy. You must know that even ordinary rural idlers may not pay attention to this matter.

Hmm...it just has a bit of a milky sound, which is quite cute.

"Hehe... You have a bright mind. I don't understand what you are saying at all. I just don't care. If you stay in the snow like this, not only will you not attract confusion, I'm afraid you will freeze yourself to death."

"We can still survive around Chang'an, but those remote areas may suffer."

The boy ignored the honest boy's words and continued speaking. He just wanted to say it, so he didn't care whether the simple elder brother next door could understand it.

"San'er, you said you are so smart, why are you so stubborn? How can I explain to my aunt that I'm freezing?"

"My mother is sick. I just came here to try my luck and see if I can catch a few flakes to replenish her health. I'll wait. If there's nothing more, I'll go back."

Zhang San smiled, thinking of his mother's illness, with a deep look of embarrassment on his face. He was just a child under ten years old, with a weak body. Even though his brain was bright, he seemed helpless in the face of a time that seemed to be extremely difficult for the entire Immortal Tang Dynasty.

"Bah! This stupid heavy snow happened all of a sudden! Otherwise, everyone would have been able to get through this year just by relying on the slicks in the Wei River!"

The honest young man suddenly picked up a stone next to him and held it tightly in his hand. It had not yet grown, but his calloused palms seemed to be crushing the stone into pieces. He then threw it hard. , a dull echo arose in the deep river, and eventually disappeared without a trace.

Poor people are afraid of snow, and snow always brings a lot of misfortunes.

"Brother Gouzi, it's not bad. Master Muramasa said that the gods are already thinking of a solution. After a while, things will become clearer."

The child known as "Little San'er" slowly comforted him.

The honest young man fell silent and suddenly smiled——

"San'er, do you think that when the gods came to test the spiritual roots a few years ago, did they make a mistake? You are so smart, how could you not become a god?

If you become a god, your aunt's illness won't be a big deal. I heard that the gods in the county can cure all diseases. "

Zhang San was very free and easy when he heard this and didn't take it to heart. He knew that Gouzi was just asking a question, and his playmate could do whatever he wanted.

"I don't want to be a god. The gods and adults are very tired. Think about it, something happened over there in Tiannan, and they have to take care of it. We have no food here, and they are worried. It's so uncomfortable.

I am still more interested in singing. In a few days, the Ruyi class will come to our area. At that time, I asked them to take me in. From now on, I will have no worries about food and clothing, and I can also exchange some Origin Stones to cure my mother's disease. sick. "

The Ruyi Troupe is the most famous theater troupe around these days. Even the rich men in the county have gone to invite the famous actors in the troupe several times.

It just so happened that the leader of this group was also born in poverty. He had kind thoughts in his heart. When he saw the situation was bad, he set up stages in various places. He went to rich places to raise funds, and when he went to poor places, it was charity performances...

To this day, I don’t know how many villages, towns and counties I have traveled to, and my reputation is very high.

Gouzi scratched his head and said nothing, just kept giggling - he was only in his early ten years, and from the perspective of his age, it was difficult to imagine a child under ten years old planning his future.

Don't blame him - after all, some people reach the end of their lives and don't know where they are going.

"Looks like there won't be any fish coming today, let's go!"

The little child stood up and patted the snow on his body with his fleshy hands. The contrast between his milkiness and solemnity was indescribably cute, making even Liu Zi smile.

But just as Zhang San turned around and looked at the getting dark sky and was about to return to the village, he was grabbed by the dog.

Zhang Sanzheng was confused, but saw him dumbfounded, pointing at the deep and turbulent river in a panic.

"Ah...ah..."

The little child looked around and saw a corpse floating up and down with the waves on the water surface. It seemed to be lying down, and his face could not be seen clearly...

"There is...someone!"