On the ninth day of the winter moon, heavy snow flies.

Linghu Zhenzhen walked in the snow with worries.

Only now can she understand what it means to be able to swell the wind without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Originally, there was a Paper-Tong Shen who could act as a mount, and she was quite happy. As soon as she entered Beizhihuang, she was told that because there were more and more monks in the Middle Earth, the complexity of their practices had affected the mount rental and trading of Beizhihuang, and there were even some monks who used special practices to grab business. Therefore, they either used monster mounts or walked on two legs in Beizhihuang.

She can only rely on two legs, after all, she even smiles at her clothes.

Beibei said that after she was taken back to the inn, all her clothes turned into light smoke and nothing was left, including the golden eagle bracelet made by her second senior sister. Her whole family was gone again, and she was also poor again.

Although Mr. Xingzhai paid her a month of money in advance, and with the accommodation and travel subsidies, the general price was only about ten taels. When she had the most money, she could buy hundreds of taels of bark paper alone. Compared, it was really bleak.

The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, blocking his sight. When the sky was dark, Linghu Zhenzhen finally found a village.

Compared with the other three deserts, the North is somewhat desolate. There are very few big towns, but there are many scattered villages and small towns. This village does not seem to have inns, so you can only seek accommodation in the evening.

Fortunately, there was one in the food shop. Linghu Zhenzhen forgot to open the mantra and pushed open the door with snow. There were three or four young monks sitting in it drinking and chatting. Seeing her covered in snow, she couldn't help but take a few more glances. When the snowflakes fell, the candlelight reflected the charming appearance, and the voice stopped immediately.

She ate half a piece of dry cake with the soup, but saw the boss put a plate of greasy fried meat in front of him.

"Several monks over there asked the girl." The female boss covered her mouth and smiled.

Who allowed them to invite her? She is so poor that she can't afford to pay back the gift.

Linghu Zhenzhen ruthlessly refused: "No, send it back."

After a while, a pretty monk came over and bowed, "We saw that the girl had cultivation, and should be monks. Since we were a fairy friend, we should help each other when we went out, not intentionally teased."

She used to be a monk, but now she won’t.

Linghu Zhenzhen suddenly remembered that she was a student now and should perform her duties as a student. She immediately took out the notebook and the charcoal pen and pointed to the opposite side: "Sit."

The monk showed a smile that he was determined to win, sat down and said softly: "I am Chen Ke, whose name is Jin Ke, is a monk from the little Jinshan Mountain. Where is the girl?"

"I am a book boy." Linghu Zhenzhen answered frankly, "Your name is Chen..."

Oh, I also like to pretend to be a book boy and ask questions, but I really met a treasure.

Chen Ke smiled and said, "If a girl can't remember her name, she can call me Senior Brother Chen, and Senior Brother Jin Ke can."

Linghu Zhenzhen felt that the three words "Senior Brother Chen" were familiar, so she nodded: "Okay, Senior Brother Chen. I'll ask you a few questions."

So Qin Xi pushed open the food shop door and saw Linghu Zhenzhen looked at a young monk with a serious face and asked more seriously: "Senior Brother Chen, do you have someone you like?"

...A coincidence, after searching for so many days, I finally met her here. What's more coincidence is that she really has a Senior Brother Chen.

Qin Xi suddenly felt that his behavior of searching for her these days was inappropriate. This... it seemed that he could not continue to follow her, but he was particularly concerned about her identity. How could he be so wise?

He took a headache and then walked over and sat next to Linghu Zhenzhen.

She was quite kind: "Qin Yuanxi? What a coincidence."

He nodded and smiled gentlely at the Senior Brother Chen: "This place is spacious, you can talk, don't worry about me."

Chen Ke was a little unhappy at first, and he became cautious when he saw the Yuqing ring on his braid. Then he thought again, what about the Taishang Cultivator? The love battles do not depend on the cultivation level.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss just asked me if there are people I like, of course there are."

Linghu Zhenzhen pretended to record carefully: "Who is it? What does it look like? For what reason?"

Chen Ke was tender and tender: "I am a girl who I don't know yet. She is as beautiful as a fairy and beautiful as a fairy. Because of her beauty, she pretends to be a book boy and jokes with me, I sink into this."

Linghu Zhenzhen finished writing it dutifully: "Okay, I've finished asking."

Chen Ke changed color slightly, stood up and smiled reluctantly, "Can you tell the name of the girl?"

"Linghu Zhenzhen." She poured a cup of tea and pushed it over, very polite, "Thank you for your hard work."

It seems that there is still a chance. Chen Ke walked back to his original seat with a teacup happily.

Linghu Zhenzhen turned her head to look at Qin Xi: "Qin Yuanxi, do you have someone you like?"

She is working as a book boy for Xingzhai? Since she has become a monk, how can she become a book boy again? She is such a messy person.

Qin Xi answered quickly: "Yes."

After saying that, he didn't wait for her to ask, and then said, "You let me walk along the way, I'll tell you."

Linghu Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment: "Where are you going?"

The key is that he doesn't know where he is going. He is walking around anyway. It's better to follow this strange female monk. She can actually communicate with the gods. The name of the two meridians is spread throughout the Taishang meridian. Only a few beloved disciples can teach this method, but he has never seen Linghu Zhenzhen in the Taishang meridian.

Qin Xi said: "I just came to travel to the customs and customs of the Great Wilderness and could go anywhere."

"I have something important to do, I can't take you with me." Linghu Zhenzhen shook her head, "You're looking for someone else."

"I'm very close to the girl, and I don't think he wants to."

She didn't feel like she was in love with him.

Linghu Zhenzhen took a sip of the soup and suddenly saw Qin Xi take out her purse and put it on the table. There were both gold bars and golden shells inside. It was shining. She choked her mouth in her throat and swallowed it for a long time.

"Miss Linghu offers a price." Qin Xi looked very sincere, "I am full of sincerity."

Linghu Zhenzhen suddenly stood up excitedly: "No problem! Come with me!"

*

Before going to bed, Linghu Zhenzhen held two golden shells and was reluctant to let go. The light reflected by the candlelight was so beautiful that it was not inferior to the master who spent 500 taels to buy her as a disciple who closed her door.

She turned around and learned from her master, building a big mansion in the mountains, so that she could have a home, and she could place whatever she wanted.

First of all, you need a thick and dry mattress, a white cloud-like quilt, and a snow-white and soft pillow. It would be even better if it had the warm fragrance of dried flowers and plants on it.

Linghu Zhenzhen fell asleep happily for the first time since she woke up.

Halfway through sleep, I heard loud gongs coming from outside the window, screaming and running, and someone was screaming in surprise: "Run quickly—! The drought is coming—!"

Drought Bat? Linghu Zhenzhen suddenly thought of the drought Bat Bat that Mr. Xingzhai mentioned was running around in the southern desert.

She reacted very quickly, rolled out of the bed, and was about to jump out of the window with her shoes. She didn't prevent the overwhelming thick black fog from suddenly entering the room, wrapping her tightly, and unable to struggle at all.

Linghu Zhenzhen was shocked and wanted to circulate Zhou Tian and summon the flying blades of the dragon group. Who would have thought that the black fog seemed to be the breath brought from hell, which was so cold that it could freeze the meridians. She was so cold that she had no strength at all.

The drought shouldn't be hot? She thought in a daze, and the black fog suddenly gathered, turned into a strange figure, and slowly walked towards her.

What? Ghost?! Linghu Zhenzhen was slumped on the ground, and she was so panicked that she was so angry.

A pair of cold hands picked her up. She raised her eyes hard and looked up. She picked her up like a person, or a dark cloud, and rubbed her together.

The man was covered with black mist, only the tip of his nose and lips were exposed, and there was a huge shackle-like thing behind him, and a sharp blade pierced his back.

He seemed unable to speak, and just held her face gently.
Chapter completed!