Chapter 348 The Beginning of the Creation of the Zen Sacrifice

How did Mr. Mingyue know that he was so sad that he left Tiannan and Fang Wuqing. Leng Wuxin left there sadly, and his ambition to dominate the world was depressed. He was bored and finally went away.

The year when the cold and unintentionally came out of the customs was the cold winter season. The snow was heavy outside the plug, but it brushed the pain in the cold heart.

I don't know how many days and nights I have walked in the vast wind and snow. There are no years in the mountains, and people's hearts are pitiful, cold and aimless. I just want the cold ice and snow to numb my heart's scars. When I drink, I get drunk, and the sky is empty and the snow, and the past can't be traced.

Leng Xinxin even fell in love with the wind and snow in the northern country. As soon as the snow stopped, he settled in the mountain village store everywhere. As long as there is wine, good or bad, it is Leng Wuxin's favorite.

Until one day, the wind and snow covered the mountains, and I was intoxicated. I staggered out of the village. Indulging in the wind and snow, I didn't know that the sky and earth were dark. The sky and earth were old. When I was sleepy, I fell into the wind and snow. I was cold and careless in the world. My heart was as frustrated as this wind and snow. I only hoped that the snow would not stop, and I could be buried in the snowy mountains. , this whole life.

However, after falling asleep, the snow finally stopped, and the internal strength was high, and he couldn't even die. Without being killed, the cold wind froze to death.

In a cold and confused mind, I only felt cold, tossed and turned, and vaguely felt something wrong.

Leng Wuxin suddenly woke up, but found something more surprising. He was no longer a curtain, but a beam made of thick wood overhead.

Leng unintentionally sat up and knew that he had been saved. All he could do was smile bitterly. Can't he beg for death?

Looking around the room, wooden tables and wooden cases, bronze high-footed oil lamps, cold and unintentional only sighs.

The colder it is, the more sober it is. Leng Wuxin suddenly found that his clothes had also been changed and hanging in the room, but he pushed a few coarse cloth clothes beside him, so he had to wear them from top to bottom.

After wearing buckskin boots, he sighed coldly and stretched out. Although he felt that his clothes were heavier, they were still clean.

I rolled the quilt randomly. I felt that everything in the wooden house was fresh. It didn't seem to be an inn, let alone a restaurant. I picked up this and looked at it, and put down that. When Leng Wuxin was carefully thinking about the lock of the wooden door, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. Outside the door was an old and slightly hoarse voice, loud He said, "Brother! Are you awake?"

Cold and unintentionally said, "Wake up! Dare to ask if it was the old man who saved me?"

The man outside the door said, "Hmm! I saw you fall in the snow and thought you were frozen to death. Who knew that Zhou's body was warm and full of alcohol, and he was drunk. Hey, young man, is there no place to sleep in the snow! It will really freeze to death. It's better to drink less in the future.

Leng Wuxin smiled bitterly and said, "The old man's golden jade good words, Leng Wuxin remembered it. Thank you for saving me."

The old man outside the door said again, "Are you awake? It's okay. Young people should be diligent. My store is about to open. Come out and do me a favor."

Leng Wuxin was stunned and hurriedly answered, "Okay! I'm coming!"

just opened the door, but the man was gone. Leng Wuxin was secretly strange. It turned out that there was a hall outside. After the hall, there was a shop. The messy firewood, rice, oil and salt, the broom pot, and Leng Wuxin was stunned again.

Leng Wu turned around inside and outside, only to hear the sound of the stairs, and then the old voice smiled and said, "Good boy! Carefully slipped down, Grandpa hugged him, first step down.

Suddenly, a laughing child's voice was smiling. He came over coldly, but he saw an old man going downstairs with his naughty little grandson in his arms.

The old man looked cold and said, "Go and open the door, and remove the window panels."

When Leng Wuxin saw that the old man said to himself, he had to answer, "Hmm!"

The old man said to his little granddaughter again, "It's cold in front. Let's go to the back room and make delicious food."

Leng Wuxin doesn't know why the window is still covered with such a heavy wooden board. In fact, he has never done these rough work before, let alone noticed that the villagers in Xueguo Mountain are like this.

The window panel was removed, but the window grid was covered with a thick layer of paper-like things, and there was a layer of frost in some places, and the window sounded like the north wind roaring.

Leng Wuxin gently pulled the door bolt, and the door of the store was blown open with a creak. The cold wind and flying snow fell on Leng Wuxin's body. The familiar feeling is a different state of mind.

I can't die. I'm drunk and dream of death. I'm cold and unintentionally calm down. How can I be happy to live and die? Let him go!

Outside, it was covered with silver, and the sky was full of wind and snow. Snowflakes hit Leng Wuxin's face and melted in an instant, and Leng Wuxin rushed out of the house.

Looking around, I was in such a large village at the foot of the mountain, and all the wooden huts were covered with thick white snow, as if they were smiling coldly.

"Drive!" A sleigh turned out from the other side of the road, and a man with a beard sat firmly on it. When he saw Leng Wuxin, he laughed from afar and said, "Hey young man! It's early to come out!"

How quickly the cold and unintentional reaction was, he also hurriedly smiled and said, "Uncle, you are also quite early."

Looking at the back of the uncle's far away, he also wore a tight jacket in the same wide cotton-padded jacket, but he wore a animal skin hat on his head.

Looking at the snowy mountains, the vast snowy mountains, the smoke, and the lovely and peaceful villages at the foot of the mountain, I can only sigh.

When I returned to the store, I put the snowflakes on my head and listened to the old man in the room say, "Are you Leng Wuxin? Call you brother Xin in the future! Come on, it's time for dinner.

It's cold and unintentional to smile bitterly. At least the boss here is in charge of food and accommodation. Well, everything is random.

It turns out that the east chef is next to the cold and heartless house, and then he should be the owner of the grocery store, no! Is it the shopkeeper's inner room? Unlike, it may not be known that the living room is that the person in charge and his granddaughter should live upstairs and live downstairs by themselves, also to take good care of the front business.

Leng Wuxin passed through the door and immediately came to this conclusion. When he entered the kitchen, that is, Leng Wuxin, the old shopkeeper and his little granddaughter, Leng Wuxin did not dare to ask the hostess. What if the family had already been widowed, he simply made up his mind to eat more and talk less.

The boss naturally sat in the main seat. There were three bowls of rice on the table, and only a pot in the middle. It seemed that he was fighting with the boss's little granddaughter. He sat down carelessly and pretended that nothing had happened. Everything was normal, but he didn't know what was cooking in the pot. Anyway, there was a strong smell of meat.

The shopkeeper untied the lid of the pot and was overjoyed at first sight. It turned out to be stewed pork ribs, but he didn't dare to make it.

Leng Wuxin has never seen stewed pork ribs so happy before, just like a drunken dream and a new person, as if he has rekindled the hope of life.

Leng Wuxin hasn't eaten such a good stewed ribs for a long time and tastes such a delicious broth. What's more touching is that the shopkeeper actually picked up a few more pieces of meat for him and said, "Eat more."

I suddenly found that although the shopkeeper was indifferent to himself, he was still kind and kind, but he was not as strong as his granddaughter. What was his identity?

The most touching thing is that he is just a stranger. The strange arrival is strange to everything around him, including not knowing the name of the shopkeeper, let alone the name of the village and town under the snowy mountain. However, the two grandchildren in the Snow Country are very good to him.

After the meal, I saw the shopkeeper put on his clothes, carrying a big gourd in his hand, and said coldly, "Are you going out?"

The old shopkeeper nodded: "I'm going to play a few pounds of wine and play chess with Lao Wu. You take care of it on the counter. It's difficult to come to the business in the snowy weather."

Leng Xin responded. The shopkeeper was about to go out and remembered something. He turned around and said, "Take care of your sister and don't let her run out."

Leng Wuxin smiled bitterly. It seemed that there was still an important responsibility to look after the child. He hurriedly said, "Oh! Got it."

As soon as the shopkeeper left, he came to the counter carelessly, took a rag and pretended to wipe it. In fact, he took inventory of the goods, where to put all kinds of groceries, such as crocks, ink buckets, cloth bags of rice, etc. At this time, he found that all kinds of things in the grocery store did not indicate much price. I didn't know how to sell them? Leng Wuxin only smiled bitterly and secretly said that the old shopkeeper had forgotten. I hope no one will come in this damn weather.

The little grandson's daughter of the old shopkeeper saw that her brother ignored her and turned around the house. She was cold and unintentional just to count the goods while being careful not to run out.

Cold and unintentionally meditated: "Candle, wick, huh? Is this a firestone? Fire cotton? Well, it's all here. Oh! This jar is full of vinegar, and this one is actually pickled cabbage and pickles. Oh, it's really variety. There's everything.

When I was smelling whether there was Sichuan pepper or big material in a yellow cloth bag, I saw the shopkeeper's little grandson's daughter climbing on the counter at some point and said, "Brother, play with me." The lovely face is beautiful, and there is a little red mole between the eyebrows, which looks very pleasant.

He unintentionally arranged the goods and deliberately said, "Oh! Didn't you see that your brother is busy? Oh, by the way, tell your brother, how old is your sister?

Children are naturally careless, and cold and unintentionally take advantage of this to pass the boring time.

The little girl's voice was clear and tender, "I'm three years old this year."

He smiled coldly and said, "Little sister, I'll test you. My brother is 22 years old, how many years older than you?"

The little girl sat on the counter and thought hard and couldn't figure it out. She had to say, "My sister is three years old and my brother is 22 years old. Brother, how old are you?

Leng Wuxin is very interesting to hear the little girl's answer in front of her, deliberately saying, "Oh! My brother is 19 years older than my sister, remember?

The little girl nodded seriously and said coldly, "What's your sister's name? What's your brother's name?

The little girl said, "My sister's name is Jingjing, and my brother's name is Brother Xin."

Oh! It turned out that the three-year-old girl's name was Jingjing, and she smiled coldly and heartlessly: "Jingjing, I asked for a big name, not a nickname."

Jingjing smiled and said, "I can do this too. My sister's name is Wang Jingjing, and my brother's name is Leng Wuxin."

Leng Wuxin was stunned. It turned out that the shopkeeper's surname was Wang. It seems that he is now a clerk in the store, which is also interesting.