The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 27: Suddenly wintering

The cold spring enveloped Ohara City, and the people hurriedly turned over the boxes and cabinets and turned out the thick winter clothes again.

The quilted jackets that have been off the shelves are on sale again, and they are often out of stock.

Several large cars were parked in front of the clothing store, and the guys kept moving down. In the cold weather, the mist produced by sweat was very eye-catching.

In front of an antique shop not far away, a man looked at these scenes with hot tea, and asked: "Did you guys lose their winter clothes and charcoal?"

This person is about 30 years old, with a calm temperament, clear eyes, but a little starry white at the temples.

It was the same Li Gongzi back then.

The steward of the antique shop said repeatedly: "If you return to the son, it's all done."

Before Jing Jiu Yu left Dayuan City for the winter, he left him a box of golden leaves. He used these to open an antique shop. Soon afterwards, his father Li Taishou was also released from prison. The officials of Ohara City were shocked, of course, they wanted to give a little more face. The antique shop's business was naturally good.

Ten years later, he has become a well-known literary merchant in Ohara, but he is still called Li Gongzi because he has not yet married.

The steward went on to say: "Yesterday Sanqianan came to buy a lot of quilts and quilts. I don't know if I am preparing for winter relief."

San Qian'an is not well-known in Ohara City, so the steward naturally gets the boss's orders to pay attention to every move there.

Young Master Li was a little surprised, thinking that there are only a few elderly teachers in the temple, and they have never done anything like porridge, so why do you buy so many quilts?

He decided to check it out in a few days.

I haven't been there for several years, so I miss it.

He remembered that when he and those damaging friends drank, they strayed into the depths of the valley, greedily watching the sunrise, and ended up in the lotus pond... he couldn't help laughing at himself.

After a smile, it was a touch of melancholy.

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I said I went to see it in a few days. In fact, Li Gongzi went there the next day.

This has nothing to do with the accidental rise, but just found a very suitable reason to revisit the old place.

In the first few years, he often went to the nunnery to play the piano against the deserted lake, and the nuns in the nunnery ignored him.

The sound of the piano wafted on the surface of the lake, and no one came, so he gradually stopped coming until he didn't come anymore.

Looking at the two words on the stone, Li Gongzi remembered what happened back then, shook his head, and walked in.

As it was back then, the teachers and wives in the nunnery did not appear.

He didn't go far, and he felt a little strange, wondering why it is so cold here?

The stream has been completely frozen, the snow on the bridge is extremely thick, there are no footprints, and the roofs of the nunnery on the opposite side are also very thick, which makes people worry about whether they will be crushed.

He walked slowly across the snow bridge, before coming to the meditation room, looking inside.

The round window, facing the snow lake over there, cuts out a very beautiful world.

In the room, there are countless quilts piled on the floor, like a mountain, with a little girl buried in it.

The little girl was covered with quilts all over, her mouth and nose were covered, only her closed eyes were exposed, her face was pale, as if she was not breathing.

Young Master Li was taken aback and looked around to make sure that there was no one. He ran over the railing without hesitation and rushed into the room.

With a muffled sound, an invisible force bounced him back and fell heavily into the snow.

He didn't get up, drew a knife from his boot, looked at the Zen room, and wondered where should he go in?

"Put down the knife, I don't want to kill you."

There was a voice in the snow.

The voice was very cold, without any emotion.

Young Master Li held the knife, looked at the voice start warily, and said: "Who are you? What did you do to that little girl!"

The voice didn't answer him.

Young Master Li shouted angrily: "She is going to be crushed to death!"

In his opinion, the little girl was afraid that she was crushed to death by the mountain-like quilt, but he didn't want to think so, and still wanted to keep some hope.

Quietly, Jing Jiu walked over from the snow, looked at him and said calmly: "She is not dead."

Looking at his face, Li Gongzi couldn't help being stunned, his mind was in confusion, and he muttered: "Then she will be heated to death."

"She will not be killed by the heat. If you don't, everyone in Ohara City will be frozen to death."

After saying this, Jing Jiu turned and walked towards the snow lake behind the meditation room.

Young Master Li finally wakes up a bit, and all the memories of that year came to his mind. Looking at his back, his voice trembled and asked: "You... are back?"

"She shouldn't be back here again."

Jing Jiu's figure disappeared over the Zen room.

Li Gongzi slowly lowered his hand holding the knife, and then lowered his head.

Back then, he guessed that these brothers and sisters should be immortals. Looking at Jing Jiu's face today, there is no change from that of the past. Knowing that he guessed it right, he couldn't help but feel bitter.

The father suddenly escaped the disaster, the ancient painting was sent back, and the insidious friend was arrested. He also doubted whether it was related to the brother and sister.

And the box of gold leaves.

There are too many things I want to ask, but I don’t know where to start.

Xianfan has different paths, the world is like dust, and each other's time is different.

He stood in the snow for a long time, took a deep glance at the meditation room, and turned to leave.

Tong Yan and Qing'er came to the column outside the Zen room and looked at the figure who left, feeling strange.

Who is this person?

In front of the Zen room, there was a killing formation that Jing Jiu used the Heavenly Sword Technique to set up. This person wanted to enter the Zen room, but he didn't die. Naturally, Jing Jiu didn't want him to die, so he temporarily withdrew the formation.

What's even more incredible is that Jing Jiu actually said a few words with this person. With his temperament, this is really rare.

Qing'er turned around and looked at Xue Ji, who was held down by the quilt mountain, more puzzled.

In the Mirror of Blue Sky, she has watched Jing Jiu for decades and knows him better than most people in the real world~IndoMTL.com~Jing Jiu is afraid of trouble and doesn't like to cause trouble, to be precise. Afraid of death, why would you agree with Tong Yan's approach and bring Xue Ji here?

Night comes, snow clouds cover the stars, and the lights in the darkness are very eye-catching.

The old nun walked out slowly, and with a trembling hand, lit the remaining ten lights one by one.

Jing Jiu said, "Thank you very much."

The old nun looked up and looked at him and said: "My life has expired. I should have died a few years ago. It is not easy to survive until now. I thought..."

The sentence was not finished, and the unfinished words became a sigh.

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "She is fine now, and she should wake up in a few years."

The old nun said nothing, but returned to her house with the help of her disciple.

The lamps in Sanqian Nunnery are all longevity lamps that have been provided for more than a hundred years. They are cultivated in the realm of an old nun and can only light up more than ten lamps per night.

After several days, she finally turned on all the longevity lamps in the nunnery and successfully activated the formation of Shuiyue nunnery.

With this formation, Xue Ji's dispersal toward the heaven and the earth, or the loss of chill, will be controlled.

Jing Jiu looked up to the sky and realized that there was no more snow falling, knowing that Xue Ji should also be awake soon.

Suddenly there was the sound of the piano in front of the nunnery.

He looked over there.

Li Gongzi dressed in a black cloak, sitting in the snow, with a guqin on his knees, playing intently.

The sound is sharp, and the breath is warm and warm.

This is a song of Wangchunyin.

Winter is over, and spring will come.

If you don't come, then don't come.

It probably means this.

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